Seeing the immortal pictures flying towards them, a look of astonishment flashed across the faces of Jian Yi and others.
What can a painting do? Do you want to invite them to appreciate the painting?
When Xiantu burst out with powerful energy, the shock on Jian Yi's face disappeared instantly and turned into fear and shock.
"Brother, I feel like my inner strength has been sucked away."
"Me too, brother, please think of a solution."
The two junior brothers next to him said loudly, their eyes filled with fear.
You know, you know, if this was an ordinary magic weapon, it would definitely not cause such great damage.
Then there is only one possibility, this is a spiritual weapon!
Only Xiantian realm warriors are qualified to use a spiritual weapon. A little Chinese warrior actually has a spiritual weapon in his hands.
Jian Yi's eyes turned red. If this continues, they will die!
"Burn the essence and blood! Kill the bleeding path. This painting seems powerful, but the energy in it is very weak. With one strike together, we will definitely be able to force this spiritual weapon back!"
Jian Yi said in a deep voice, making a prompt decision and making the most appropriate choice immediately.
At this moment, Chen Feng must be killed at all costs so that they can have a way out.
After hearing Jian Yi's words, Jian Er, Jian San and others no longer hesitated, and immediately began to burn their essence and blood. The hatred for Chen Feng in their hearts had reached the extreme.
After burning their essence and blood, they will be skinned even if they don't die. It will be almost impossible to break through to the innate realm in the future.
In other words, even if they kill Chen Feng, their foundation will be destroyed and he will become a useless person.
Under the ring, everyone looked at the scene in front of them in surprise. No one expected that just by showing a picture, the situation of the battle would be reversed.
Now, Chen Feng has the upper hand.
"He really has a trump card."
There was a hint of undetectable joy in No. 1's eyes.
"Impossible, how is this possible!"
Lang Yongzhen's face was ferocious. Today's battle made him feel like he was on a roller coaster.
I originally thought that these masters would be able to deal with Chen Feng in ten seconds, but unexpectedly, Chen Feng killed one of them. Then the Tianjian Sect joined forces and was about to kill Chen Feng before he saw it. Now, Chen Feng took out an unknown card.
The paintings from the background gained the upper hand again.
Looking at this posture, everyone from Tianjian Sect can't fight at all.
Du Tianfeng and others quietly breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Chen Feng with a look of expectation.
As for the warriors around him, needless to say, they looked at Chen Feng with a touch of awe.
"Have you noticed that this painting seems to absorb people's essence, blood and internal strength?"
Someone reminded me from the side.
Thinking of this, the awe in everyone's eyes instantly disappeared and turned into anger and disgust.
"Demon cultivator, he is a demon cultivator. He cultivates by absorbing inner strength from others. Why should the military command praise such a person?"
In an instant, the painting style changed again, and Chen Feng's reputation changed again.
Number 1 frowned. He knew Chen Feng's information very clearly and knew that the other party was definitely not a person who killed innocent people indiscriminately, but others did not know that.
"I'm afraid there will be trouble today. Even if Chen Feng wins, look at the warriors around, they will immediately rush forward and tear Chen Feng into pieces."
Zhang Xingwei said softly, his eyes full of worry.
Number 1 made a gesture and winked at Zhang Xingwei, who immediately understood.
"Brother, he is a demon cultivator, he must be killed!"
Jian Er shouted, and he was shocked to find that Jian Yi's face had almost wrinkles, but their burning essence and blood was absorbed by the strange picture in front of him.
"Kill this demon cultivator!"
"One strike together!"
The eyes of Jian Yi and others were filled with fear and anger. They all looked at each other. The light in the sword tips touched together and instantly exploded into a ray, slashing towards Xiantu.
After all, Xiantu was in a weak stage, and the combined attack against the eleven heaven-level warriors was no less than an innate-level attack. He swayed slightly and retreated to Chen Feng's side.
These guys in front of them have exhausted almost all the internal energy in their bodies, and are now at the end of their strength.
"Next, it's my turn to take action."
Chen Feng murmured, stretched out his hand, and directly pulled out the power from the Immortal Picture, and then merged it into his body.
Xiantu has recognized him as his master, and the energy absorbed by Xiantu can be directly used by him without being transformed.
However, this kind of power is an external force after all, so Chen Feng usually avoids using it.
Nowadays, in a life-and-death battle, it has to be used!
What he didn't know was that the mark of the Black Lotus Order, which he had suppressed before, had resurfaced on his forehead because the true energy in his body had been exhausted.
"Brother, it's the Black Lotus Order!"
Jian Er reminded.
"Everyone, if we die here today, you must kill this person. This person has been issued the Black Lotus Order. Whoever kills this person will be richly rewarded by the ancient martial arts."
"Moreover, this person is a demonic cultivator with weird skills and absorbs other people's cultivation. Aren't you afraid that he will absorb your cultivation?"
Jian Yi shouted loudly, and for a moment the warrior below looked at Chen Feng with bright eyes.
Once they kill the people who have been given the Black Lotus Order, they can obtain rich resources and huge favors from the ancient martial arts, which is equivalent to becoming a front-line force in China.
Although Chen Feng's behavior today was very satisfying, beating the Tianjian Sect until he lost his temper, but compared with his own interests, everything else can be discarded.
Looking at the pair of wolf-like eyes, No. 1 felt worry for the first time in his eyes.
Then, he looked at Wang Tian next to him and whispered a few words.
Chen Feng didn't speak, he just continued to absorb energy, and the true energy in his body was rapidly recovering in an extremely fast way.
"kill him!"
Jian Yi said in a deep voice without any hesitation.
Chen Feng must be killed before the essence and blood are burned out, otherwise, all the sacrifices will be in vain.
Chen Feng slowly turned around and glanced at everyone. The eyes of these people were full of fear, anger, fear, greed...
He just sighed softly in his heart. The secret behind the Immortal Picture involved the ancient heaven, and even he didn't understand it.
Xiantu's absorption of energy is just its own act, and what it absorbs is the enemy's cultivation and has nothing to do with other people. Naturally, Chen Feng cannot stop this.
He never kills innocent people indiscriminately, so how can he talk about being a demon?
In front of them, eleven people came to kill them again. After burning their essence and blood, Jian Yi and others had temporarily recovered more than half of their power.
However, all the energy in Chen Feng's body was restored. He did not move, but controlled the flying sword with his mind.
"kill!"
With a thought in his mind, the flying sword flew past him like a meteor, slashing towards Jianyi and the others.
In an instant, sword light shot into the sky, accompanied by screams.
Looking up from under the ring, you can only see flashes of white light. Every time the white light flashes, blood will splash out.
Jianyi and others fell in front of Chen Feng one by one, and no one could get within one meter of him.
"Won?"
No. 1 looked at Chen Feng with eyes full of shock and ecstasy. This time, he could put his heart in his stomach. His investment was well worth it!
China, there is hope!
All thirteen sword masters of the Tianjian Sect were wiped out!