Chenjiazhuang is about 180 miles away from the Inspiration King Temple. Qin Wuyang took a short break in the middle and did some tricks on that road. Although it took a little time for this, it is very likely that this trap will bring some surprises to his opponent. Qin Wuyang thinks it is worth it.

Although it took a lot of time, there were neither people nor traps in the temple.

Qin Wuyang waited for a quarter of an hour, and saw no one in the fields, only the sound of the roaring wind and waves were heard. He stood up and took a few steps around, and then shouted loudly: "I have been waiting for a long time. Haven't you taken action yet?"

There is no sound in the wilderness, only insects are chirping.

After a while, Qin Wuyang was about to test again when suddenly a burst of laughter came!

"Ah hahahaha, I have seen so many people, but I have never seen anyone who is proactively begging for death like you!" Yan Fei walked in with a laugh, with his sword slanted behind his back, and his sword energy soared into the sky, stabbing people's eyebrows.

Qin Wuyang was stunned. He had seen Yan Fei before. Although the sword energy on his body was sharp at that time, it did not have this invincible smell.

Then he realized that Yan Fei should have replaced a more powerful sword weapon. Due to the short time and the running-in is not round enough, the sword energy leaked out and a strange phenomenon was formed.

"Good sword!" Qin Wuyang exclaimed, and then asked, "Where are the others?"

Yan Fei's face was a little strange. He glanced at Qin Wuyang and said, "It seems that he really came alone. I really don't know if you are a real idiot or a fake idiot, but no matter whether it is true or false, you will never escape today!"

Qin Wuyang asked again: "Where are the others?"

Yan Fei snapped his fingers and sneered, "It's here, right next to you!" As he said that, Yan Fei's figure transformed into two, two into four, four into eight, until hundreds of people. Each of them held a long sword in his hand, flew his temples, and looked at Qin Wuyang coldly.

Qin Wuyang's expression suddenly changed, because in his perception, the auras of these hundreds of people were exactly the same, and there was no difference.

Outside the temple, Feng Jian was standing respectfully three steps behind the Spider King. The scene within a second made them amazed. Feng Jian praised: "Master Spider King is so smart. His simple clone technique and the real phantom of the magic weapon can actually achieve such a terrifying effect. When these hundreds of people besieged him, the other party must be in a hurry, but I am afraid that if he can't think of three moves, he will be cut into pieces!"

The Spider King smiled calmly.

Qin Wuyang flipped his wrist, pulled out his sword and slashed it down with a sneer. The infinite saber of light gushed out, flooding all directions and eight poles. The Temple of Inspiration King was shattered in an instant during the cutting of the saber of light.

Feng Jian outside the temple's face changed and he said, "Do you want to support Yan Fei?"

The Spider King pointed the smoke and dust scattered everywhere, spreading in the sky, unable to see the battlefield inside, and said coldly: "Now, I'm going to help, I'm just helping you, and I just fall into the other party's calculations. Since Yan Fei has the courage to take the lead, it's not so easy to die."

Hua Xiangrong, when Washington heard the movement here, he rushed back from the outside quickly. He saw a knife light covering a hundred feet in a radius and ten feet high, like a huge yurt buckle on the bank of Tongtian River. The two suddenly changed their expressions. It was incredible that the other party could maintain such a large amount of true power consumption.

The two of them were about to ask Yan Fei how it was, but they saw a cold sword light as the full moon piercing straight into the sky, and Yan Fei escaped from the endless sword light.

The four of them showed a happier expression on their faces, but their happy expressions lasted for less than a second, and then they saw the sword lights in the sky quickly converging, and Qin Wuyang disappeared from the ground in an instant.

The Spider King had the strongest ears and eyes, and he shouted in secret that he didn't have time to call for help from others. He paused, soared into the sky and flew towards the battle circle.

Originally, in the Temple of the Inspiration King, Yan Fei transformed into countless figures and besieged Qin Wuyang. Immediately afterwards, Qin Wuyang used the Infinite Light Prison to break the quantity and the reality to break the virtual, and shattered Yan Fei's wishful thinking.

In the realm of light, Yan Fei's long sword ran like flying, forming a void blocked by sword energy within three meters of his own radius. Although the five senses were severely suppressed, Yan Fei was not ready to give up. Steady braking was originally the basis of his sword technique. With a buffer distance of five meters, he was enough to deal with any close-range challenges.

But he forgot one thing. In the realm of light, Yan Fei was like a fish left by water. He could not absorb any vitality and could only rely on his true power to maintain the space blocked by the sword energy. This kind of consumption was unbearable even for Qin Wuyang.

Therefore, when Yan Fei noticed something was wrong, he made a quick decision. When the sword body was pulled, it was like a flying dragon, soaring into the sky. As soon as he left the light field, Yan Fei's golden elixir quickly started to operate, like a resentful woman who had been hungry for a long time, greedily absorbing the essence of vitality.

The wind gently brushed the ends of the hair, bringing a hint of coolness. The sky is high and the moon is bright, and the beautiful scenery is beautiful. Yan Fei only felt a sense of ethereality in his heart, as if he had an enlightenment. A trick that he could not get after thinking for many days surged into his heart like a spring.

Suddenly, Yan Fei noticed the murderous intent behind him, and suddenly felt passionate in his heart, shouting: "Autumn flowers and autumn moons admire the autumn chrysanthemums!" The three-foot dragon spring danced like a silver snake, turning into a light ball to cover Yan Fei.

The silver light ball suddenly exploded, like a hedgehog throwing out all the sharp thorns in his body. Of course, what Yan Fei shot was not the thorns, but the invincible sword energy.

Qin Wuyang converged in the light field, gathered on the edge of the Zhaodan knife, soared into the sky, and slashed Yan Fei's back. The light sword aura was like a crescent moon, traversing across the void.

When the Spider King saw Yan Fei's crisis, he hurriedly broke through the air, but was hit by a blow. Thousands of sword energy shot into the void in all directions, without any distinction between the enemy and the Spider King quickly threw out a spider silk to protect his whole body.

The Spider King was far away from Yan Fei, and only dozens of sword energy shot at him, which was difficult to pose a threat to him. However, the Spider King stopped because of this. In his opinion, Qin Wuyang, who was so close to Yan Fei, had to give in to this path when facing Yan Fei's most peak skill in his life.

Facing the sword energy that was enough to stab himself into a honeycomb, Qin Wuyang sneered, and did not dodge or avoid it. The blade rushed past, slashing Yan Fei in one or two pieces, and the sword force shook again, turning Yan Fei into a pile of meat paste.

Qin Wuyang also paid a huge price. The twenty-three blood caves on the front shot out, which was even more exaggerated than the fountain, but it was not a penetrating injury.

For the Jindan master, the blood in the body is strictly controlled, and the wound will heal automatically without medication. But those are for ordinary wounds. Although Yan Fei was dead at this moment, the sword energy still lingers in the wound. If it cannot be removed, the wound will not heal.

With a roll of sword force, he fished up the falling treasure chest. This is the real hard-earned money, and it should not be wasted! Qin Wuyang has become a bloody man. At this time, he is still in the mood to raise a middle finger at Spider King and others, and then escape through the air.

"Chasing!" The Spider King's voice was as cold as snow

"He is injured, chase!" Feng Jian's voice could not hear sadness, but also a hint of joy.

"This person must be eliminated! Otherwise, it will be a big problem!" Seeing Qin Wuyang as brave as this, Hua Xiangrong was a little worried.

"Isn't it because I'm even more arrogant than me?" Washington murmured to himself.

The broom, flying dragon, and flying sword each used their unique skills to chase Qin Wuyang in the direction of escape. It seems that Qin Wuyang's middle finger raised before leaving was completely useless!

When everyone left, the King of Inspiration came to the wind. He came to collect the offerings. On that day, Sun Wukong hit the Tianhe River with a stick. Blood sprayed out like money, dyeing the river water all over the way red.

When he returned to the palace, he would tell the story of the same spotted mandarin woman, which scared her, and then told Sun Wukong's past, which scared the goldfish to the terror of fear.

After two days, it was time to eat the offerings by myself. The tenderness and refreshing taste of the boys and girls was very consistent with his taste. Along the way, the goldfish spirit was still considering whether to double the number of tributes. There were too few of the two of them.

When the goldfish spirit came to the Inspiration King Temple, they saw the ruins of the ground and a ball of flesh-like Yan Fei. The goldfish spirit's face, which was full of scales, flashed with blue air, and they were extremely angry.

Who is so vicious that he actually demolished his temple. When he smelled his nose, he smelled the faint smell of blood in the air and was ready to chase him. When he saw Yan Fei's corpse, his eyes moved. The cultivator's body was extremely vigorous and it was a tonic in the eyes of the demon.

The goldfish spirit's injuries were not healed at this moment, and Yan Fei's body was equivalent to a pill in his eyes. The goldfish spirit suddenly showed its true form, a hundred-meter-long goldfish.

The little goldfish looked cute, but when it was enlarged hundreds of times, it looked very evil. It opened its mouth and sucked it, and the goldfish spirit swallowed Yan Fei's body.

Yan Fei's flesh and blood contained a lot of vital energy, and it took a quarter of an hour to digest it. The goldfish spirit had to stop and wait for a while before talking.

Qin Wuyang rushed to his ambush at lightning all the way, and the blood was lost a little too much. This time, he really spent a lot of money on his "blood" to do the show. It would be better not to pay his wife and soldiers later.

The people in the six realms of reincarnation were chasing each other very tightly, and it was difficult to completely shake it off. Qin Wuyang looked back and then sat cross-legged on the open space. Spider King and others arrived ten breaths and saw Qin Wuyang's appearance was a little confused, but the other party was no longer ready to endure it.

Originally, the trap was set up waiting for the opponent to enter the net, but the enemy came. It was indeed a ferocious shark who killed Yan Fei in front of everyone, which made the remaining four people shocked and angry.

What was shocked was that the enemy was worthy of being the one who dared to oppose Fang Feilong. Their hands were indeed extremely tough, and what was angry was that the other party did not take them seriously at all, which made them, who had always been proud, patiently endure it.

Qin Wuyang stepped up the time to heal the wound, the golden elixir was swallowing and exhaling the vital energy, and the true power stimulated the sword energy from the wound, and the wound stopped bleeding immediately and was recovering quickly.

The Spider King raised his hand and stopped everyone from moving forward, saying, "Let's turn the trump card first, be sure to keep him!" After saying that, he took out a card, which was not the starlight card in Qin Wuyang's hand, but a special seal card.

The Spider King recited a spell, and the light on the card was radiant.
Chapter completed!