Yan Fei once again faced Duan Wuya, although Yan Fei's expression was very indifferent, Duan Wuya's face looked a little dignified.

Suddenly, Duan Wuya's other two disciples also followed.

The two disciples didn't seem to be able to distinguish the priorities, and they glared at Yan Fei with fierce looks.

Behind Yan Fei, although Shi Sheng, Xing Lin and Gai Meng could not reach the cultivation of the Martial God Realm, the combat effectiveness of these people was definitely not weak.

Especially Shi Sheng and Xing Lin, these two, one had just obtained the Tiangang Demon Hunting Spear, and the other actually held the Nine Turns Soul Breaking Knife of the Beiling Sword Saint, plus they followed Yan Fei to fight in the south and the north, their combat experience became more and more abundant.

Three to one, Qiu Ming was quickly at a disadvantage.

Duan Wuya was anxious, but the current situation was very unfavorable.

"Yan Shaoxia, my disciple, I don't know how to be polite, please get out of the way, this seat will take him away by itself. Duan Wuya said to Yan Fei with a calm face.

Yan Fei looked at Duan Wuya quietly, and after a few breaths, he said coldly: "What's the use of saving people who are looking for death by themselves?"

Duan Wuya's face changed suddenly.

"Yan Shaoxia, this Qiu Ming is a disciple under this seat after all, no matter whether you and I are friends or enemies in the future, today, it is better to let this seat take him away. ”

Yan Fei's temperament has never liked to be threatened.

And Duan Wuya, as a martial saint all year round, is used to speaking to others in a threatening tone.

So this sentence, whether intentional or unintentional, still has some threatening flavor.

At this moment, Yan Fei had not yet spoken, only to hear a miserable scream.

It was Qiu Ming.

Duan Wuya and the two disciples behind him hurriedly looked, but saw that Qiu Ming's left arm was dripping with blood, and this arm was drooping, obviously incapacitated.

Shout!

Just after being stabbed in his left arm, Shi Sheng's Tiangang Demon Hunting Spear also came closer, and with a pop, he pierced Qiu Ming's left leg.

There was another scream, terrible.

Yes......

After a knife, a shot, there is no doubt that the Divine Power King Gai Meng suffocated to death as if Mount Tai was on the top, and rushed down with sorrow and smashed Qiu Ming down.

Qiu Ming, who was injured one after another, had lost the power to resist, and everything happened too quickly.

This knife and one shot were not missing two seconds, and a suffocation followed.

Qiu Ming exclaimed in his heart: "My life is at stake." At this moment, his heart was full of despair and remorse, he knew that this was the case, he should not covet things outside his body, the Cloud Piercing Moon Bow is indeed a rare treasure, but it is not worth mentioning compared to life.

Qiu Ming regretted even more that no one came to help him.

He was beaten by three people, and he didn't even make a move with his most respected master.

Thoughts only lasted for a moment.

In the shocked gaze of Duan Wuya and the two disciples, the eldest disciple Qiu Ming disappeared like this.

To be precise, it disappeared into a suffocating death.

Burst!

Rumble!

The 6,600-pound suffocated to death, and was slammed down by the cover, with a strength of at least 20,000 or 30,000 catties.

No matter how strong Qiu Ming is, he is also a person, how can he withstand such a huge force?

The body disappeared in an instant, and a loud bang broke out when it suffocated on the ground, and this time it directly smashed the ground into a big pit, and because the force was too strong, the whole head was completely submerged into the ground.

Qiu Ming's whole person naturally disappeared without a trace.

Duan Wuya was stunned, and the two disciples behind him also looked shocked.

To get rid of a person, it is easy to say, that is a strong man in the Martial God Realm, what is the concept of the Martial God Realm? Ordinary first-class sects, the sect master may not be able to reach this level.

Looking at the world, the powerhouses of the Martial God Realm are already top-level existences.

That's it, gone.

Not only the three of Duan Wuya, the two demon sect masters and the five old men, plus the yin and yang old monsters and others, they were all dumbfounded, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, their faces full of shock.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help but have a feeling in their hearts.

What is really strong, what is weak, and what is immortal?

Isn't it as strong as Chu Lie and the like, as strong as the masters of the Martial God Realm.

After a full dozen breaths, everyone gradually came back to their senses, but Yan Fei never frowned from beginning to end, even Qiu Ming's screams and the loud sound of suffocation did not make the slightest change in the expression on his face.

Come back to your senses.

Duan Wuya looked at Yan Fei again, and his eyes were almost bursting with angry flames.

The two disciples behind him seemed to be about to open their mouths to prove their existence, but this time, they finally knew the fear.

The death of the fourth junior brother and the senior brother, one is talkative, and the other is eventful.

They finally understand now that it's not a thing, and their master can settle it.

At least in front of Yan Fei, the omnipotent master in their minds was greatly restricted.

"You, you ......" Duan Wuya handed Lu Guangjian to his left hand, he glared at Yan Fei angrily, and said a few words of you one after another, his voice trembling with anger.

How did Duan Wuya know that the face that Yan Fei gave him today was big enough, and many times in the past, Yan Fei didn't need to talk nonsense if he wanted to make a move.

Today, his patience with Duan Wuya was enough.

However, Yan Fei's patience has basically reached the extreme.

Without waiting for Duan Wuya to say the following words, Yan Fei's face immediately sank.

", I don't have time to go over these trivia with you. ”

The world is going to be chaotic, and great disaster is coming, what Yan Fei thinks in his heart is what Duan Wuyan can peep into.

As the Western Emperor Sword Saint, he was scolded by a person for rolling the word, which was definitely the first time Duan Wuya had encountered it in thirty years.

Duan Wuya was furious, and when he couldn't bear it anymore, his battle spirit rose instantly.

The strong killing intent made his eyes widen, and under the influence of his state of mind, Lu Guangjian let out a burst of mournful screams, and the cold murderous aura on the sword body was also much stronger.

The powerful momentum enveloped Yan Fei almost instantly.

"The surname is Yan, you are too blind. My eldest brother Wu Junlin is already dominating the world, I didn't expect you to be even more arrogant, I, I ...... I'm ...... today."

Duan Wuyan's anger was at this moment.

Yan Fei's body also erupted with an incomparable arrogance, compared to the momentum, Yan Fei's momentum can be described as lawless.

Yan Fei's killing intent is unmatched.

Compared with the strength and realm, half an hour ago, Duan Wuya still had a comparison, but now, in this short period of half an hour, Yan Fei is no longer inferior to him. The momentum released by Duan Wuya was only a moment of resistance before being suppressed back by Yan Fei's lawless momentum. His murderous aura originally felt not bad, but at this moment, Duan Wuya really felt what murderous aura was.