The sword emerges from the world like a thundering giant!
The iron rock shield used by Yi Yunhui seemed to have no effect at all, and a transparent hole appeared in Yi Yunhui's chest.
Yi Yunhui looked down, his face dull with a hint of confusion. The strongest defense method he had used at the eighth level of soul quenching was unable to resist the opponent's sword.
"How is this possible..." Yi Yunhui looked unwilling, the vitality in his body quickly disappeared, and his body fell straight back.
"Yunhui!" Yi Shanya had already come closer. When he saw Yi Yunhui dying in Yi Feng's hands, his eyes were split and his heart was furious. The aura on his body became stronger again, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his fist, directly
Boom to Yi Feng.
At this time, Yi Feng used Jinghong Yijian, and all the power in his body was almost exhausted. He only had time to turn his body to one side, and received a heavy punch from Yi Shanya on the shoulder. His body flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face changed.
It was as pale as paper.
Now, although Yi Feng has reached the fifth level of spirit quenching, he is still unable to fight against the strong ones in the spirit transformation state. What's more, he used the Jinghong sword, which consumed a lot of money, while Yi Shanya used all his strength. This punch has already made the breath in Yi Feng's body
Turbulence, meridians damaged, and serious injuries.
"Brother!" Yi Xue rushed to Yi Feng's side, with a look of worry on her beautiful face.
"Xiaoxue, don't worry, I'm fine!" Yi Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, squeezed out a smile, and comforted him. Although the injury was not serious, it was nothing to Yi Feng. In his previous life, he had suffered more injuries than this time.
Seriously many times.
"Hmph! Nothing's wrong? Yi Feng, if you kill my son, I will let you be buried with him, and it will be the same with taking your body to Heaven Xuanzong!" Yi Shanya's face was gloomy and ferocious, his eyes were red and fierce, as if he chose someone to devour.
Yunhui had great expectations, and even hoped to train him to become the head of the family. Now that he fell into the hands of Yi Feng, Yi Shanya had murderous intentions in his heart.
The spiritual power in Yi Shanya's body surged, and he walked towards Yi Feng step by step. With every step he took, the aura on his body rose by a point, and the aura of a strong man in the spirit transformation realm emanated.
Yi Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressed the turbulent aura in his body, took a step to block Yi Xue behind him, and a trace of cruelty flashed across his face.
Facing Yi Shanya, who is in the first level of spirit transformation, Yi Feng is not without his strength. Now he has been able to use Jinghong's second sword. The power of this sword is several times more powerful than the first sword, but its
The cost is also huge. Not to mention that Yi Feng is seriously injured now. Even in his prime, after using this sword, he will fall into a weakened state.
But now Yi Feng can no longer care. If he dies, Yi Xue will not be spared either. Now she has no choice but to fight.
The nine-turn God Conferring Technique in Yi Feng's body was running rapidly. The powerful divine power in the Conferred God Tower was injected into the spirit beads, and then the spirit beads were converted into spiritual power and traveled with all their strength. Yi Feng did not use the spiritual power to restore the meridians.
, but to accumulate strength and use the Two Jinghong Swords.
As the power became stronger and stronger, the pressure on the damaged meridians also increased. The severe pain made Yi Feng's face become a little distorted, and the aura exuding from his body became more and more violent.
The momentum of both Yi Shanya and Yi Feng surged to the extreme, and the war was about to break out.
"stop!"
At this moment, a majestic voice sounded, and along with a pressure, a green figure fell into the courtyard.
The momentum of Yi Shanya and Yi Feng disappeared under this pressure.
The person who came was a middle-aged man, about forty, with fair face and beardless appearance, and an elegant expression. He was the head of the Yi family, Yi Zhengqian.
Yi Shanya's face changed slightly, and he stepped forward to salute, "Meet the clan leader!"
Yi Feng also stepped forward and saluted, "Disciple Yi Feng pays homage to the clan leader!" His face was a little pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The forced use of spiritual power had already caused Yi Feng to be seriously injured. Even if he did not fight with Yi Shanya, the injuries in his body were still there. It also got a lot worse.
"The current crisis situation of the family, you are still fighting here, do you really want to put the family to death?" Yi Zhengqian's face was solemn, and the coercion emanating from his body did not restrain at all, but became stronger and stronger.
Strong people in the psychic realm have been able to communicate with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and with the help of the power of heaven and earth, this kind of coercion makes Yi Shanya feel even more stressed.
"Clan leader, my son Yunhui died in the hands of Yi Feng. Such a cruel and vicious person, having him is the bane of the family. If he is escorted to Tianxuan Sect, our Yi family can solve the crisis!" Yi Shanya looked sad and angry, the old man He said with tears in his eyes.
Yi Zhengqian frowned slightly and glanced at Yi Yunhui's body. His eyes flashed slightly. Yi Yunhui was stabbed through the heart just like Yi Xiang.
"Clan leader, Yi Yunhui took action first. He hurt my sister, so of course I have to take action." Yi Feng said in a matter-of-fact tone. He was secretly using healing techniques to restore his injuries. In his previous life, Yi Feng had mastered many healing techniques. Some of these magic tricks are as effective as taking healing elixirs.
"Third Elder, you take Yi Yunhui for burial first, and I will give you an explanation." Yi Zhengqian turned to Yi Shanya and said.
"Thank you, patriarch!" Yi Shanya bowed his hands, looked at Yi Feng with a fierce look, turned around, picked up Yi Yunhui's body, and left the courtyard.
In the courtyard, only three people, Yi Zhengqian, Yi Feng and Yi Xue, were left.
Yi Zhengqian waved his palm, and a green light filled the air, laying a layer of restrictions around the courtyard.
"Yi Feng, your strength must have improved again, right?" Yi Zhengqian asked slowly, with an extremely calm tone.
"I have now reached the fifth level of spirit quenching!" Yi Feng did not hide it. He was able to kill Yi Yunhui who was in the eighth level of spirit quenching, knowing that he could not hide it from Yi Zhengqian.
"Huh..." Yi Zhengqian took a deep breath, "Yi Xiang is such a genius, he also reached the fifth level of soul quenching at the age of nineteen, but you are only eighteen years old, and your strength is far beyond Yi Xiang. Can you tell me how you did it?" Yi Zhengqian stared at Yi Feng, his eyes flashing with brilliance.
Yi Feng's expression changed, Yi Zhengqian wanted to find out more about himself.
Yi Feng carried the memories of his previous life and came back again. As for why he was able to be reborn, even he didn't know, and naturally he couldn't tell Yi Zhengqian.
"Clan leader, just think that I suddenly have a very strong talent." Yi Feng said.
Yi Zhengqian shook his head, "Since you don't say it, I won't force you. Now there are only a few days left before the deadline set by Liu Daozi. You can leave the family. If there is a way to leave the Qingyuan Empire, maybe you can There will be a glimmer of hope." Yi Zhengqian's voice was a little lonely.
"If the Patriarch asks us to leave and Tianxuan Sect comes, how will the Patriarch respond?" Yi Feng frowned slightly and asked. In the past few days, Yi Feng has also been thinking about this matter. If he was in Yi Zhengqian's position, maybe it would be true. He would sacrifice himself to save his family, which is what puzzled Yi Feng.
Yi Zhengqian raised his head and looked into the void, a trace of complexity flashed across his face, "It all depends on God's will, Yi Feng, as long as you are here, the family will have a chance of survival."