Before he could understand what was going on, he felt that the scene in front of him was quickly regressing.

Then I saw a headless corpse standing below, and then darkness hit and everything became nothing.

All the disciples of the sect looked at the junior brother of the same sect who had moved in their heads in horror. They would never dream of a disciple of the school who dared to kill the sect.

Moreover, looking at the guy in front of him, his cultivation level was only in the middle stage of the innate stage, but the strength he had just shown made them, those in the late stage of the innate stage, feel a little creepy.

"I'm so brave, I dare to kill my disciples of Zhenyang Immortal Sect!"

After a little surprised, Yu Xin walked to Feng Binbei in anger. Although his tone was sharp, he vaguely bypassed the blood-drinking knife that had not moved on the ground.

Feng Binbei still looks like an old monk entering into meditation. From killing the disciples of the sect to Yu Xin's scolding, he has never opened his eyes to see these self-righteous guys.

Looking at Feng Binbei who was inactive in front of him, Yu Xin felt anger slowly rising from his lower abdomen.

The spirit sword was slowly sacrificed, and the junior brothers behind him also stood in different positions, a faint sword energy crossing between them.

"When I see the blade, it will be the time for you to die!"

Feng Binbei still didn't open his eyes, but his cold tone slowly came out of his mouth.

Yu Xin couldn't help but take two steps back, and the spiritual sword in his hand, which was originally five inches away from the sheath, quietly retracted a section.

The disciples behind suddenly remembered that the junior brother was removed from his head, but wasn’t it because he drew his sword in front of the disciples of this school?

Everyone who thought of this subconsciously lowered the spiritual sword in their hands three points.

"Hmph! I'm so arrogant. I want to see how you, a middle-level cultivator in the innate stage, let us die here!"

Yu Xin tried his best to suppress the fear deep in his heart. Then he took a deep breath and suddenly unsheathed his sword. A sharp sword light rushed towards Feng Binbei at the entrance of the valley.

The disciples behind Yuxin took a small step back hesitantly, and when some saw their senior brothers taking out their swords, they immediately shook their swords and surrounded Feng Bianbei.

The moment the Yuxin sword light came, the blood-drinking knife, which was originally filled with blood, trembled without warning.

Feng Binbei finally opened his eyes

The blood light flashed in his eyes.

It was just a little bit. If he had given him another quarter of an hour just now, using the spiritual energy in the valley, he would completely break through the entrance on his right arm.

But the world did not meet the wish. These guys insisted on breaking into the valley, interrupting Feng Binbei's cultivation. At this moment, Feng Binbei's mood is conceivable!

"Since I want to die, I will fulfill your wishes!"

The blood-drinking knife turned into a stream of light, instantly shattering the oncoming sword light, and then turned around and fell into Feng Binbei's hands.

With one knife, Feng Binbei's face faded, and replaced by a domineering and arrogant aura.

Before Yu Xin could bully him, Feng Binbei lifted his sword up, lifted it up from bottom to top, cutting the yellow sand sky curtain that was originally rolled up by the sword energy from the middle like tofu.

In the midst of lightning, one head after another soared into the sky. No one who had just drawn the sword and saw the blade could escape the blood-drinking knife in Feng Binbei's hand.

The time to see the blade is the death!

At this moment, the disciple of Zhenyang Immortal Sect, who was completely scared by the Blood-Drinking Sword, realized that this guy was not talking wildly just now.

After a moment, Feng Binbei put away his knife and turned around, continued to walk to the valley entrance and sat cross-legged, and the blood-drinking knife stood upside him.

In front of Feng Binbei, three disciples of the Zhenyang Immortal Sect stood anxiously. They were the only three people who had not drawn their swords just now.

That is, the hesitation that flashed through my heart just now completely saved the lives of these three people.

Seeing Feng Binbei close his eyes again, the three disciples of the sect who were not afraid to breathe carefully retreated from the scope of Tongling Valley.

On a road not far from Tongling Valley, Lu Junfeng, covered in blood, dragged his seriously injured body and rushed towards the valley with all his strength.

Behind him, more than a dozen innate sect disciples followed closely behind and rushed up with murderous intent.

"The despicable villain, what is the difference between this behavior of the sect and the thief?!"

Lu Junfeng looked at the approaching lightning behind him and retreated towards the valley while shouting loudly.

"Hmph, since ancient times, the spiritual treasures are naturally obtained by those who are destined to be. Even if you don't have the chance, you will not hand over the spirit of the underworld. When will you wait?"

Behind Lu Junfeng, the disciple of the sect who thought Baiyi Shengxue said lightly while shaking the folding fan.

Judging from his expression and body skills, it was not that he could not capture Lu Junfeng, but that he was disdainful to take action.

"I discovered the Netherworld Spirit first, and I got it after killing the lizard. Why should I give it to you?"

Although Lu Junfeng's injuries were severe at this moment, he could still hold on. However, the guy was lying with his eyes open, which made Lu Junfeng a little angry.

"Haha, because I have a fate with the Netherworld Spirit, because I am a disciple of the sect, because I have a higher cultivation level than you, do you understand?"

A sneering sneer appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. The disciples of this school really thought that everyone in this world was full of righteousness.

Can a saint be virtuous?

"Shameless!"

Lu Junfeng cursed angrily, but for those geniuses who were used to taking away disciples from the school, his two scoldings were irrelevant at all.

"Haha, scold me the more fierce you are now, the more you will be when my sect breaks through Tongtian Pavilion in the future, the more you will be killed!"

Although the man in the white robe gives people a feeling of being elegant and free, every word he says is filled with bloody murderous intent.

Lu Junfeng stopped talking. He knew that the truth was not reasonable for these robbers, and he now began to accept Tang Ming's previous decisive killing and decisive killing.

If he hadn't been soft-hearted and let a disciple of the Purple Qi Sect go when he got the Netherworld Spirit, he wouldn't have been so embarrassed now.

He activated the small amount of spiritual energy left in the acupoints in his body, and then rushed towards the Tongling Valley.

He knew that as long as he could persevere to Tongling Valley, he might have a glimmer of hope.

Although he was pedantic, Lu Junfeng would rather die just by letting him hand over the spirit of the Netherworld in exchange for a glimmer of hope.

In the distance, the iron-green mountains had appeared in sight, and Lu Junfeng was excited.

"Senior brother, why don't you kill him directly? Isn't you just a disciple of the school?"

Behind the man in white robe, a junior brother of the Purple Qi Sect took a step forward and looked at Feng Qingyuntan's senior brother in confusion and asked.

"Hehe, killing him is just a matter of raising your hand, but have you ever thought about it? Since the people from Tongtian Pavilion can get here, it means they are very familiar with this place. As long as we catch them all in one go, it will be like twelve years ago..."

When talking about this, the man in the white robe consciously said a little too much. After all, although his master comes from the same school, there are also differences in closeness and distantness. Some things are not qualified to know about these inner juniors.

"Okay, don't ask too much if you shouldn't ask, just keep a close eye on the guy in front of you!"

The man in white robe frowned slightly, and then shouted in a deep voice at the talkative junior brother.

The disciple behind him saw that his senior brother had changed his face, and then did not dare to ask anything more. He moved his body and followed Lu Junfeng in the distance.
Chapter completed!