Yan Fei is currently in the late stage of the Sword Heaven Infinite Realm, comparable to the late stage of the Martial Saint Realm of a martial cultivator, and with the blessing of the Immortal Sword Body and the Infinite Sword Dao, it can be comparable to the late stage of the Martial God Realm of a martial cultivator.

This is the usual case, though.

Duan Wuya's cultivation was between the middle and late stages of the Martial God Realm, but Duan Wuya was definitely outstanding among martial cultivators.

Therefore, compared to Duan Wuya, Yan Fei is actually a little worse.

Just after the fight, Yan Fei felt this way.

Duan Wuya was the same, although he was surprised by Yan Fei's strength, he was still somewhat sure.

But at this moment, the momentum released by Yan Fei actually forced Duan Wuya to take three steps back.

In an instant, Duan Wuya looked at Yan Fei, his face full of shock.

"Yan Fei, you, your cultivation"

Duan Wuya was shocked to find that the momentum that Yan Fei was showing at this moment was much stronger than when he fought him just now.

Originally, there was not much difference between the two of them, but at this moment, Duan Wuya found that he was at a disadvantage.

Could it be that in such a short period of time, Yan Fei's cultivation has broken through again?

Or is he hiding his strength all along?

Impossible, fighting with this seat, Yan Fei is bound to use all his strength, he will never have the slightest thing to hide, so in this way, could it be that his cultivation has really broken through again?

Duan Wuya's heart was full of shock.

At this moment, not only Duan Wuya felt this way, but everyone else was also amazed.

Shi Sheng and the others all stared at Yan Fei, they knew Yan Fei well, and it was the first time they felt this powerful momentum.

The two masters of the Heavenly Demon Gate and the Spirit Demon Gate behind him were even more frightened.

This time, Duan Wuya's guess was completely good.

It was this little bit of time, that is, this time of confrontation with Chu Lie, that Yan Fei had not been able to break through the realm for a long time, and indeed made a key breakthrough.

The pinnacle of the Sword Heaven Boundless Realm.

To everyone's disbelief, if it were an ordinary person, when the cultivation was about to break through, most of them would choose to retreat, at least, they would have to stay in one place honestly to calm their minds and stabilize their cultivation.

But Yan Fei didn't have it from beginning to end.

Not only did he not practice in retreat, but he also did not practice quietly, but he was still taking on one challenge after another.

You must know that for cultivators, when they break through the realm, it is the most dangerous, and it is very likely that there will be signs of going mad, but Yan Fei does not have it at all.

Fighting and killing at the same time, this repair actually broke through?

This is precisely the strength of the Immortal Sword Body and the Infinite Sword Dao.

Right now, Yan Fei's cultivation has reached the peak of the Sword Heaven Boundless Realm, and his combat power has increased by three layers, if he still has a bit of a disadvantage when he fought with Duan Wuya before, now, Yan Fei's confidence has increased a lot.

With his cultivation at the peak of the Sword Heaven Boundless Realm, and facing Duan Wuya again, Yan Fei's odds of winning had increased from less than fifty percent to more than fifty percent.

"My Yan Fei's way, no one is in charge, my life is up to me, not by the sky, today's seniors came to me Yan Fei to learn, it must be about the same, please go back." Yan Fei looked at Duan Wuya coldly, and a sentence was equivalent to an eviction order.

Duan Wuya settled down, he looked at the two demon sect masters behind Yan Fei, his eyes were full of resentment, but Yan Fei was in front of him, Duan Wuya was in a dilemma.

"Brother Yan, whether in the past life or in this life, I don't want to be your enemy. ”

Yan Fei snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, the choice is yours, not me." ”

Hearing this, Duan Wuya slowly shook his head. At this moment, the old man beside him who was holding the bow that pierced the clouds and broke the moon said angrily: "Yan Fei, my pavilion master rarely treats people so respectfully, why don't you know what is good or bad? Since ancient times, evil does not prevail over righteousness, don't look at the evil way now, sooner or later it will be destroyed, my pavilion master has taken a fancy to you as a talent, so he has a heart."

To nurture you, you"

The old man said it lightly, but he didn't notice that almost everyone's eyes were on him, including Duan Wuya.

The other three Martial God Realm masters beside Duan Wuya were also looking at him.

He didn't notice that every pair of eyes that looked at him showed a look of horror, and even a little pity.

Commiseration?

The old man really didn't understand, at this time, why would others pity him?

Before the words fell, Duan Wuya scolded angrily: "Shut up, I have discussed with Brother Yan, how can you wipe your mouth and get out of the way." ”

The old man glanced at Duan Wuya, but found that Duan Wuya was twitching the corners of his eyes at him.

Obviously, Duan Wuya was giving himself a look.

If the old man still had a belly, he could only stay in his stomach, and just as he was about to retreat, a powerful suction force suddenly hit from the opposite side.

This old man, who had the early stage cultivation of the Martial God Realm, was simply powerless to resist when facing this suction, he was like a fallen leaf in the wind, and he was directly sucked over.

The incident happened suddenly, and Duan Wuya was too late to make a move.

He watched as the old man turned into an afterimage and ran directly towards Yan Fei.

In fact, if it weren't unexpected, it would have been quite difficult for Yan Fei to forcibly suck his disciple under Duan Wuya's nose.

It was because Duan Wuya never believed that Yan Fei would dare to do this, and all this really happened.

Almost instantly, the old man arrived in front of Yan Fei.

Duan Wuya was taken aback, and was about to speak, but saw that Yan Feizhou's body was already full of demonic energy.

The blood-colored demonic aura made Yan Feizhou's body seem to be burning, and Yan Fei's eyes were slightly red.

The old man struggled hard in front of Yan Fei, but was grabbed by Yan Fei with one hand.

The blood clotting beads slowly flew out of Yan Fei's Qiankun bag and rose above Yan Fei's head.

Yan Fei's left hand grabbed the old man, and in his right hand he held the Evil Sword, he tilted his head slightly, and the expression on his face looked very enjoyable.

At the same time, his figure was also slowly rising into the air, and the old man was also grabbed by him and gradually rose into the air, and suddenly the evil sword pierced into the old man's body, drinking his blood.

Such a scene made everyone stunned, even Duan Wuya couldn't guess what Yan Fei was going to do, so much so that he even forgot that his disciple was still in danger in Yan Fei's hands.

Actually, he couldn't save it.

When he reached a height of about three zhang from the ground, the mouthy old man had already been sucked dry of his cultivation and essence yuan, and his dried corpse fell to the ground, no one looked at it at all, and everyone's eyes were still staring at Yan Fei.

After about two dozen breaths, Yan Fei erected the Evil Sword. He stared at the evil sword, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile evilly.