Yi Feng looked at Zhou Yuan, his breath was slightly excited, and the temperature of the surrounding space dropped a bit.
"A strong man in the psychic realm!"
Zhou Yuan's face changed, and his expression became serious. Only strong men above the psychic realm could induce changes in space power.
There is a gap that is difficult to close between the spirit-transforming realm and the psychic realm.
"Zhou Yuan, I wonder if this woman has done anything outrageous?"
Yi Feng spoke, and an invisible pressure enveloped Zhou Yuan and others.
The three people behind Zhou Yuan couldn't help but take a few steps back. Only Zhou Yuan still stood there with a look of awe on his face.
"No, but she has a demonic aura. This is a fact, so she must come with us."
Zhou Yuan said in a deep voice, looking at Yi Feng without fear.
"I want to know what will happen if she leaves with you?"
Yi Feng asked again, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of coldness flashing through his eyes.
"Now the Xingyuan Empire is sweeping away the demonic forces. As the only divine sect, the Qingyuan Sect is leading this operation. If the demonic people resist, they will be killed on the spot. If they are captured without mercy, they may be able to survive for a while."
Zhou Yuan said, "If you want to help this witch, you are associating with the devil and sharing the same sin with the people of the devil. You'd better not make this mistake."
"Live a little longer?
In other words, death is certain."
Yi Feng turned to look at Lu Tihong, who was pale and full of despair, "Don't worry, girl, I will protect you today and no one can touch you!"
After saying that, a black energy suddenly rose from Yi Feng's body, covering the surrounding area, and the space became gloomy and cold.
"What! You are also a demon!"
The faces of Zhou Yuan and others changed drastically, and their bodies were all shimmering with light, counteracting the erosion of the demonic energy.
"Yes, I am a person of the devil, don't you want to kill the devil without mercy?
Then come."
Yi Feng showed a demonic aura at this moment.
Yi Feng's magic power comes from his father Yi Qingquan. Yi Qingquan is a powerful person in the realm of immortality. The nature of his magic power can be said to be extremely powerful. When Yi Feng obtained the power of magic, he was almost swallowed by this power, but he later encountered
The Holy Lord of Buddhism, Buddha Wuliang, and the powerful Demon Daozi of the Immortal Realm, were able to resolve this magic power and turn it into his own power. The magic power can no longer affect his own mind, and the magic power has become one of his own powers.
Although there are many demonic people who are bloodthirsty and cruel, and the techniques they practice are extremely vicious, there are still a few demonic people who can stick to their true intentions.
The Yinling Sect is the inherited sect of Mo Daozi. They practice Mo Daozi's skills. Their skills are powerful and can quickly improve their cultivation. However, they do not rely on the vitality of swallowing other people's essence and blood to practice.
This is a self-contained method of cultivating the devil, and Yi Feng knows Lu Tihong's temperament. If he is hunted down by the righteous simply because he is a devil, Yi Feng will naturally not ignore it.
Yi Feng's aura enveloped Zhou Yuan and several others. They gathered together and each used defensive methods. Their faces were still extremely pale. Zhou Yuan, who had the highest level of cultivation, was only at the fifth level of spirit transformation and could not resist at all.
A strong person in the psychic realm.
Yi Feng's pressure became stronger and stronger, and except for Zhou Yuan, the other three people had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
"Senior, please be merciful and spare this junior's life."
At this time, the shortest man among the three people begged for mercy.
The man had narrow eyes, eyebrows, and a thin face. He knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Yi Feng.
"Housen, you coward, you actually knelt down to a demonic person, you really have no spine!"
Zhou Yuan scolded sternly, his face full of anger. Lin Tong and another person also looked at Hou Sen with equally angry faces, their eyes full of contempt.
Hou Sen's expression changed, and then a trace of anger appeared.
"It's not easy for me to cultivate. I don't want to die yet. If you want to die, don't hold me back."
Hou Sen said while crawling towards Yi Feng on his knees, "Senior, please spare my life. I can do whatever you want me to do."
"oh?
Yeah?"
The corner of Yi Feng's mouth curled up in an inexplicable arc, and he raised his arm and pointed at Zhou Yuan and the others, "If you want me to spare your life, kill the three of them. They have no ability to resist under the pressure of my breath.
"
"Okay, I hope senior will keep his word!"
Hou Sen's face was overjoyed. He felt that the pressure from his body had dissipated. He jumped up directly, holding a sharp sword in his hand, and stabbed Zhou Yuan without hesitation.
"Housen, how dare you!"
Zhou Yuan's eyes were wide open, his eyes were cracked, and the veins on his forehead were popping up. He glared at Hou Sen, but the power in his body seemed to be imprisoned and could not operate at all. He could not even move his body and could only watch helplessly.
He stabbed Hou Sen's sword into his chest.
"Zhou Yuan, don't blame me. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. I just want to survive."
Hou Sen said with a ferocious expression, the sword was extremely cold and there was no intention of holding back at all.
Just when Hou Sen's sword tip came into contact with Zhou Yuan's clothes, Zhou Yuan suddenly moved, and a defensive shield instantly appeared on his body, which offset the power of Hou Sen's sword tip. However, even so, Hou Sen still stabbed
It tore Zhou Yuan's clothes and left a large scar on his chest.
Zhou Yuan struck out with a palm and landed on Hou Sen's chest.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Hou Sen flew away and fell three feet away. A mouthful of blood spurted out, his breath was weak, and his face was horrified.
"Senior, you..." Hou Sen turned to look at Yi Feng, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Yi Feng shrugged and said casually: "Sorry, I lost my momentum a little early. You continue!"
The corners of Hou Sen's eyes twitched, and he was already cursing in his heart, "Damn it! You have withdrawn your momentum and oppression, how can I defeat the three of them?"
"Housen, you are a despicable person. You actually attacked a fellow sect in order to survive. I will clean up the sect today!"
Zhou Yuan glared at Hou Sen, took a healing pill, and rushed towards Hou Sen with a sword in hand.
Although Zhou Yuan was injured, it was not serious. In addition, after taking a healing pill, his strength was restored to 60-70%. Hou Sen was injured by Zhou Yuan's palm, and his strength also dropped to about 60-70%. However, after two
There is a huge difference in people's original strength, and the gap between the two levels of the Spirit Transformation Realm is not something that ordinary people can bridge.
Seeing Zhou Yuan approaching with a sword, Hou Sen did not dare to confront him head-on. He got up and tried to escape, but on his way to escape, he was stopped by Lin Tong and another person.
"Housen, from now on, the friendship between you and me is severed. I, Wei Yan, have no friends like you."
Wei Yan, who was the tallest, shouted sharply, his face full of anger.
In the sect, Wei Yan and Hou Sen had a good relationship, and they often did tasks together. At this time, Wei Yan was extremely angry when he saw Hou Sen taking action against his fellow sect in order to survive.