Gu Yuyan inspired the original divine tree, and its breath was connected with the original divine tree, and her cultivation level unexpectedly rose to the first level of trance. This shocked Song Renjie and Song Wenwu, and they became more and more in awe of the ancient clan's heritage.
"Original sacred tree..." Looking at the illusory ancient tree that exuded infinite power, Yi Feng's expression became complicated. The ancient tribe mastered the power of the original sacred tree of the mainland and sat on the sacred beast Qinglong, but this original sacred tree also contained the origin.
Holy power, and provides a steady stream of power to the ancient clan. In the second life, Yi Feng used the original sacred tree to practice among the ancient clan and quickly improved his strength. However, in that life, Gu Yuyan had not yet
His ability relies on the power of the original divine tree, but now he has turned the original divine tree into his own power. Not only has his cultivation improved greatly, but his power is also endless.
"Yi Feng, take another move from me!"
In the void, Gu Yuyan raised her sword and displayed the original divine tree. Gu Yuyan's momentum increased several times. The sword pointed at it, and infinite power gathered on the sword. At this moment, it seemed that the light in the sky was also affected.
captured.
"Xuantian Shenmu Jue, Tianyue Feiyun Sword!"
With a slight whistle, the entire sacred tree trembled, and streaks of blue light flew out from the sacred tree, transforming into illusory swords, rushing towards Yi Feng like the sky and the earth were split open.
Facing such a powerful attack, Yi Feng's figure still did not move, standing there quietly, the demon-loving armor on his body exuding infinite demonic energy.
But at this time, Gu Yuyan's cultivation not only reached the level of the divine realm, but the power she relied on was the power of the divine tree. The original divine tree contained one of the nine original powers. Its power was unparalleled, and the blue sword light and sword light were thick with demonic energy.
, wherever it passed, the demonic energy dissipated one after another, and those powerful sword lights finally fell on Yi Feng.
Puff puff……
The sword light penetrated Yi Feng's body, and bright red blood spurted out. At this moment, Yi Feng seemed to have turned into a bloody man, only his eyes were still clear and nostalgic looking at the beautiful shadow in the sky.
"Haha... the ancient saint is still awesome!"
Seeing this scene, Song Wenwu couldn't help laughing and praising him, his eyes also flickered with brilliance. Only then did he realize that he had underestimated Gu Yuyan before. Although Gu Yuyan was at the seventh level of Danyuan, she had
With the help of heaven-defying methods, he directly raised his cultivation level to the divine level, and with the help of the illusory divine tree, he launched a powerful offensive. If it were him, he might not be able to resist Gu Yuyan's attack.
Gu Yuyan landed on the ground. There was no joy on her face, but her eyebrows were slightly frowned. She noticed Yi Feng's eyes, and this nostalgic and complicated look made her heart inexplicably twitch.
"Yi Feng, why don't you hide?"
Gu Yuyan asked. At this moment, Yi Feng was seriously injured and could be said to have no fighting power.
Although Gu Yuyan was confident in her own attack, if the opponent couldn't even dodge, he wouldn't have the same bad reputation as before. He could only say that the opponent did it deliberately, which made Gu Yuyan a little confused.
"Gu Yuyan, I owe you so much. If I die in your hands, I will have no regrets."
Yi Feng looked at Gu Yuyan and thought of the past two lives. In both lives, he had failed her. In this life, Yi Feng has no attachment to her, and his hundred years have just been wasted.
"What's the meaning?"
Gu Yuyan became more and more confused. This was the first time she had met Yi Feng, so why did she owe her anything? But when she saw the other person's expression, it didn't look like she was talking nonsense.
"Ancient Saint, it's useless to talk to this demonic person, let the old man take his life!"
At this time, Song Renjie on the side was already a little impatient. With a sword in his hand, he rushed towards Yi Feng in a flash.
Song Renjie had already seen that Yi Feng was seriously injured. His previous defeat at the hands of the opponent made Song Renjie feel resentful and resentful. Now was the time to take revenge.
Song Renjie is a strong man who has reached the first level of the divine realm, and the sword in his hand has also reached the earthly level. This time he had murderous intentions and displayed powerful sword skills. He came to Yi Feng almost instantly and stabbed Yi Feng in the chest with his sword.
"court death!"
Yi Feng's face darkened, and the Jinghong Sword passed through the void. The bright sword light flashed past, and Song Renjie's body was cut into two, and he died.
"Great Elder!"
Song Wenwu screamed sadly, the powerful divine aura rising from his body, and his eyes looking at Yi Feng were full of endless resentment.
The reason why the Song family is able to dominate the Tianyue Empire is because there are powerful men in the divine realm. Now that Song Renjie has fallen, the strength of the Song family has been greatly affected. It is a heavy blow to the Song family. This makes Song Wenwu full of confidence in Yi Feng.
Endless murderous intent.
"Yi Feng, I want you to be buried with me!"
Song Wenwu roared angrily, and like a wild beast, he rushed towards Yi Feng crazily.
Facing Song Wenwu's angry attack, Yi Feng still chose to fight head-on, but now he was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced. He was at a disadvantage after a few moves.
Song Wenwu's face became more and more ferocious, and he continued to use powerful attacks in his hands, trying to kill Yi Feng.
Yi Feng resisted very reluctantly. If this continues, Yi Feng will be defeated in less than a moment, and the only consequence of defeat is death.
The two of them fought hard again, and Yi Feng staggered and stepped back.
"Yi Feng, go to hell!"
On the other hand, Song Wenwu had the upper hand and refused to give in. He had already made murderous intentions. This was the opportunity. Song Wenwu came to Yi Feng almost instantly and slapped Yi Feng on the forehead.
At this moment, a white ribbon suddenly protruded from one side and wrapped around Song Wenwu's wrist.
"Ancient Saint, what do you mean?"
Song Wenwu looked to the side with a dissatisfied look on his face. The person who took action was none other than Gu Yuyan.
Gu Yuyan is a saint from the ancient tribe. If he were not jealous of her identity, Song Wenwu would have gone berserk long ago.
"Master Song, this Yi Feng is a person on my ancient clan's list. I need to take him back to the ancient clan's headquarters for disposal. I hope Lord Song can understand."
Gu Yuyan cupped her hands towards Song Wenwu and said.
"I understand, but Yi Feng killed the eldest elder of my family. This is already a mortal enemy. I hope the saint understands my Song family. I will let him be torn into pieces!"
The anger on Song Wenwu's face remained unabated and extremely gloomy.
"Well... okay, but I have something to ask him, and I hope Master Song can make it easier for him!"
Gu Yuyan thought for a moment before speaking.
"Okay, as long as I don't take this Yi Feng away, I'll do whatever I want, Holy Lady, please do as you please!"
Although Song Wenwu was in a rage, he did not forget Gu Yuyan's identity after all. Yi Feng was bound to die, but being able to sell some favors to Gu Yuyan before his death would only be good for the Song family, not harmful.
Gu Yuyan walked up to Yi Feng and looked at Yi Feng, who had always had a calm face. She raised her jade hand lightly, and a barrier appeared, blocking outsiders' exploration.
"Yi Feng, what did you mean by what you said before?