Murong Chen's kick stepped heavily on the Qilin Flame Sword in Li Yunfei's hand.

"ah!"

Li Yunfei only felt his arms numb and his hands trembled.

The Qilin Flame Knife almost fell.

"Ancestral Dragon Sword! Phantom Flying Sword Dance!"

The Ancestral Dragon Sword in Murong Chen's hand produced countless phantoms.

The Ancestral Dragon Sword has a vast sword energy and a vague sword intent.

There are many yellow stone giants, made up of large pieces of yellow stones.

The sword energy of the Ancestral Dragon Sword is as many as hundreds.

Whoosh! Kak... The Yellowstone Giant was cut into pieces of stone.

It's broken like a scrap.

Li Yunfei, who was not far away, felt ache in his heart.

"you!"

Li Yunfei couldn't speak.

Because he summoned the Yellowstone giant with his thoughts, he could not get a slight response.

The sword energy of Murong Chen's ancestor dragon sword cut the Yellow Stone Giant into a stone slag. It seems that it is impossible to recover in a short time.

Ding Sai from the Temple of the Martial God followed him all the way.

He always wanted to take the Qilin Flame Sword for himself.

As a disciple of the Martial God Temple, he certainly knew that the Qilin Flame Sword was a treasure in the Badao Pavilion.

In Wuyang Continent, Wanzhou on Nanda Road.

There are many major sects in Hanging City.

Among them, the Temple of the Martial God is the most popular.

The second place may be Badao Pavilion.

The Badao Pavilion has been competing with the Martial God Temple to compete for the status of the largest sect, hoping to compete for the largest sect in the Southern Continent.

The master of Badao Pavilion, Li Wentian, has a martial arts strength, and is not inferior to Lin Qingyang, the owner of the Martial God Temple.

For many years, I have been trying to compete with Lin Qingyang for the largest sect.

Li Wentian, the head of the Badao Pavilion, placed all his hopes on the Qilin Flame Sword.

For many years, I have been comprehending the secret of the Qilin Flame Sword.

The main thing is to find a way to crack the Kirin Flame Sword Spirit Seal.

Ding Sai thought, if he could get the Qilin Flame Sword and hand it over to Lin Qingyang, the owner of the Martial God Temple, then this contribution would be truly a great achievement.

In the future, in the Temple of the Martial God, we will definitely call the wind and rain, and eat delicious food and drink spicy food.

Ding Sai chased after him all the way and met the battle between Murong Chen and Li Yunfei.

Not in a hurry to take action.

Ding Sai hid behind a huge rock.

When Murong Chen and Li Yunfei were both injured.

Ding Sai was about to jump up, kill Li Yunfei, and seize the Qilin Flame Sword.

Then he killed Murong Chen and everyone who knew that the Qilin Flame Sword was in his hands.

Looking at Murong Chen and Li Yunfei, the two were still fighting fiercely.

Ding Sai was a little anxious.

But he was sure that Murong Chen was not necessarily Li Yunfei's opponent.

But Ding Sai felt that the nearby fairy crystals had a strong aura.

It seems to be right next to you.

Now they are in the middle of Yongtu Peak, Nanshan Peak, surrounded by clouds and mist. It is too far away to see clearly.

Ding Sai has a kind of intuition.

The aura of this fairyland is likely to be a fairy beast falling from a fairyland.

Murong Chen shouted: "Li Yunfei! I have killed your Yellowstone Giant! If I continue to waste my life with me, you are no match for me at all!"

The Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron in Murong Chen's dantian continuously supplies him with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

But Li Yunfei is different.

The body of half-human and half-demon determines that he is not good at fighting protracted wars.

"Murong Chen! I originally wanted to let you go!"

Li Yunfei said: "Now I have changed my mind!"

Li Yunfei bit his middle finger.

Black blood gushed out.

Li Yunfei's blood was black, and there were skulls floating on the black blood.

"Li Yunfei is indeed a member of the demon clan!"

Ding Sai couldn't help but muttered to himself.

The black blood dripped on the magic shadow stick.

Li Yunfei's eyes were blood red.

The magic shadow stick surrounds Li Yunfei's chest and slowly merges into Li Yunfei's body.

Murong Chen looked at this incredible scene.

The Demon Shadow Stick actually merged into Li Yunfei's body.

"Fellow human and demon practitioners!"

Li Yunfei's body swelled.

It seemed like it was about to explode.

The Qilin Flame Knife in his hand was raised high.

"ah!"

One hundred and eight unicorn flame swords, black sword shadows flew out.

This sword is so terrifying! Murong Chen is about to awaken the Dragon Ancestor Holy Blood.

At present, we can only use the Dragon Transformation to have the final showdown with Li Yunfei.

Ding Sai was sweating profusely.

Unexpectedly, Li Yunfei would go all out.

The body and the divine weapon are combined into one.

This is a vicious way to kill one thousand enemies and destroy eight hundred of them.

Li Yunfei is worthy of being a member of the demon clan.

"Owner!"

In desperation, Xue Li held the Sun and Moon Golden Wheel in her hand.

He ignores his personal life and death at all.

It was crossed between Li Yunfei and Murong Chen.

Cough cough...cough... There was a cough sound from the void.

Ding Sai felt that the aura of the fairy crystal was getting stronger and stronger.

"Everyone in the demon clan! Everyone can kill him!"

A big hand stretched out from the void.

This big hand was dry and cracked, as thin as firewood, like a skeleton bone! "Ah!"

A scream.

Bang! Li Yunfei's body was squeezed by this big hand.

The body was split into pieces.

"Yes, there are... immortals..."

Ding Sai shivered, stepped on the void, and ran away.
Chapter completed!