Chosen Man
Relieves Anger
The figure of Yin Juanshan flickered as he fled, and he did not even care about Chu Meng or the other sect members in the distance. He flashed like a ray of light and was extremely fast.
While the figure of the Great Monk Gui Fei shattered a secret talisman, and his figure was enveloped by a bloody mist before he disappeared into thin air.
This was the scene where two Immortal experts had retreated without a fight. Under normal circumstances, even experts of the same level would have difficulty stopping them.
But Feng Zun seemed to be ready for this.
As the two of them fled, Feng Zun flicked his finger and instantly there was a power connected to voidness.
A slash! A slash!
Two lines of sword qi flashed across the sky, and they each slashed towards Yin Juanshan and Great Monk Gui Fei.
A few hundred feet away, Yin Juanshan seemed to sense something. He suddenly shouted loudly and a layer of protective black light appeared around his body.
A strange and distorted light pattern appeared on the light shield, resembling a spiritual shield.
Bang out!
As the sword energy slashed down, the barrier of light shook violently before bursting out.
The sword qi did not lose the slightest momentum as it slashed at Yin Juanshan's body.
This Sect Master of the Yin Yang Sect had destroyed all of his protective magic tools when he fought Feng Zun before. How could he possibly block this deadly blow at this moment?
Whus!
The sword light shone brightly.
Yin Juanshan's head flew into the air, his body and soul were erased instantly.
In the eyes of cultivators, once their will to fight collapsed, then it was no different from a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Of course, the most cruel reality was that even if an Immortal Realm expert like Yin Juanshan were to fight Feng Zun, it would be no different from an ant trying to shake a tree, he said, and he would definitely suffer the same fate as Qian Wu.
Suddenly, Feng Zun frowned.
His sword attack towards Monk Gui Fei was actually blocked.
A bronze hairpin appeared above his head. The color is dim and mottled and rusty, and even stained by dry blood.
However, it was precisely this bronze hairpin that easily blocked the deadly attack from Feng Zun, and secretly obliterated Feng Zun's sword attack.
"apparently ... He that hairpin is a high-level spiritual heirloom that has little divine power?"
Feng Zun was somewhat surprised.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Monk Gui Fei fled in panic, and he disappeared in the distant horizon in the blink of an eye.
"Feng Zun, one day I will definitely let go of your head and avenge today's humiliation!"
From afar, Gui Fei's furious voice echoed in the air.
"Unworthy anger."
Feng Zun could not even be bothered, let alone care.
At this point, he had killed Mochi Lian, Yin Juanshan, and Qian Wu, three Immortal experts in succession. It had finally eased Feng Zun's anger earlier.
After thinking about it, he could not help but ridicule himself. "Some clowns really affected my mental state. It's really not good…"
"It's too strong…"
Devil Phyton's mind was in a daze.
This battle had only lasted for a short while, but Feng Zun had killed three Immortal cultivators from the first-rate ranks in Long Empire.