No one expected Ye Fei to be killed so easily, especially Mei Xiner. After all, he had been in contact with Ye Fei for the longest time, and he felt that Ye Fei would never be killed so easily, but the corpse that Ye Fei was cut into two sections was falling downward, which was definitely not an illusory afterimage.

"Haha, I thought you had some skills, an idiot, who actually beat my Battle Axe, and it was indeed..." Before the young man in gray robe had finished speaking, his expression suddenly moved.

With a swish.

A living Ye Fei flashed out on the left side of the young man. Before the young man could react, a fairly unique Ye Fei appeared on the right side, and both of them looked like they were definitely not phantoms.

"What?" The young man's face changed, but the reaction was really slow. His left and right hands shook in the void, and a bright dagger appeared on each. Although the two Ye Fei tried their best to dodge, they were still stably inserted into the chest by the dagger.

Before the young man could be happy, he suddenly saw the face of the white-haired old man in the distance changed, as if he was about to shout something, but the young man suddenly felt his body tremble.

With a puff.

A blood-stained palm suddenly penetrated the young man's chest, and a nasty Nascent Soul was holding a dull look in his hand. He saw arcs of electric flames burst out from the palm, and instantly turned the Nascent Soul and the young man's body into ashes.

The blood mist dissipated, and Ye Fei's figure flashed behind the place where the youth was originally located, and the three killed Ye Fei's figures flashed slightly with white light and dispersed with a thud.

"This? What kind of magical power is this? I have never seen such an illusion clone!" The white-haired old man said in surprise, then glanced at the young man fighting with the black spirit in the distance.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei smiled slightly. This magical power was the Thousand-Level Phantoms learned in Fan Jing’s space when he was advancing to the realm of True Immortals. According to the strength of the spell caster, different numbers of phantom clones can be transformed into.

These clones can be said to be false or true, because the caster can convert the power of all clones at will. The last moment you may see the phantom clone with no attack power, but the next moment you can be a fatal body, and Ye Fei's original power can enter each clone at will.

This technique not only has miraculous effects in battle, but also has unexpected effects when saving lives. However, the only disadvantage is that now that the three clones are damaged, Ye Fei's body has also consumed considerable amounts of money.

His face turned slightly pale. His original intention was just to try the effect of Qianxing Phantom. He was not very skilled in the first use. Now Ye Fei felt a bit wasteful. In fact, if a clone is used well, it would be enough to easily kill the young man.

"As for what kind of magical power it is, you don't need to know!" As soon as Ye Fei finished speaking, the corner of his mouth raised, and his white light flashed under his feet, and his body rushed towards the white-haired old man.

Seeing this, the old man with white hair suddenly showed a hint of fear. The other party was obviously of the second level of cultivation, but the old man always felt that Ye Fei was a little weird, and Mei Xiner was eyeing him. The old man immediately lost the desire to fight.

With the light of escape, the white-haired old man flew away to the distance, but saw a white light flashing behind Ye Fei, and two wind dragons rushed out in an instant. They caught up with the old man and punched him out.

Knowing that Ye Fei's body was so strong, how dare the old man fight him head-on, he waved his palm in a hurry. A shield was guarding him, and a dull bang sounded, and a depression immediately appeared on the shield.

With a muffled groan, the old man took a few steps back. Before he could stabilize his body, a giant flaming sword shot from behind. It was Mei Xiner who had just caught up with him to take action.

"Hmph!" The old man's fingers were quicker. The golden jade seal hit Mei Xiner's treasure with a bang. Immediately afterwards, the old man's technique changed constantly, and the gust of wind in the air was gusts. A black dragon appeared and bombarded Ye Fei.

The magic trick in Ye Fei's hand changed, and there was a surging light in the air. A phoenix gathered out and fought with the black dragon in an instant, and loud bursts came out.

Puff puff.

With two muffled sounds, Ye Fei used the Seven Flame Art to use the second level of Nine Tribulation to cultivate, which was obviously not as powerful as Mei Xiner. In a short while, the Fire and Fire Phoenix was swallowed by the black dragon.

"Haha, it turns out that, although your body is strong, I dare not fight head-on, but you are only a second-level strength after all, and you are not my opponent by using your supernatural powers.

Your magic power is too far from me, and it is just the Seven Flame Art." The white-haired old man looked at the black dragon pounced on Ye Fei, and ignored anything, but focused on dealing with Mei Xiner. After all, Mei Xiner was entangled in the strength of the third level, but was almost comparable to himself.

"Hmph." Ye Fei snorted coldly, and then the magic trick in his hand changed slightly. The originally hot breath in the air suddenly dropped sharply. In an instant, it turned into a cold place full of snow. A snow-white giant sword condensed faintly in the air.

The white-haired old man suddenly felt the change in temperature around him, and quickly turned around and looked at it, and was shocked: "This seems to be the Xuanyuan Sword Technique that was lost in the Xuanyuan Palace backward back then?"

A rumbling sound came out!

The white giant sword immediately slashed over the head of the black giant dragon. I don’t know if it was because the black giant dragon had consumed very little power after fighting with the Fire and Fire Phoenix before, or the power of the Xuanyuan Sword Technique used by Ye Fei was too terrifying.

In the end, the Xuanyuan Sword Technique, which was exerted by Ye Fei's second level of Nine Tribulation, destroyed the black dragon cast by the third level of Nine Tribulation cultivator. Although there was a small piece of the snow-white giant sword left to slash at the old man, it was easily bombarded by several of his fists and shadows.

"Are you the remnant of Xuanyuan Palace? If you let me go, I will keep the secret for you, otherwise you..." Before the old man finished speaking, Ye Fei interrupted with a cold snorkeling.

"Hmph, Ye is still more convinced that only dead people can keep this secret!" As he said that, Ye Fei clenched his fists with one hand and rushed towards the old man.

At this moment, another flaming phoenix condensed from behind the old man. With his wings shaking, pieces of flaming fire feathers shot out and swept towards the old man in black robe.

"Tsk, I look down on my Mei family's Seven Flames Art. I'll let you taste its power again. That kid is not pure at all!" After Mei Xiner said that, she raised her hand and the Firefly Phoenix rushed towards the old man.

The old man had just used his magical power to fight Ye Fei, and had not even recovered. He had already consumed a lot. Now he used his magical power to be no match for Mei Xiner, so the old man couldn't help but look condensed.

As soon as the sleeves were raised, a golden light shield appeared, blocking the fire feathers. As for the fire phoenix, the old man could only use a shield to resist.

After brushing it, Ye Fei suddenly rushed forward and just about to hit the old man's body with a punch. The old man suddenly raised his mouth and a palm poked out from his sleeve. A black crystal ball the size of a cow's eyes appeared and then threw it towards Ye Fei.

With a muffled bang, the flames and phoenix hit the shield, causing the old man to tremble, but in a hurry, he finally blocked the attack.

The black crystal ball in front of Ye Fei suddenly opened violently and turned into a ball of black mist. It wrapped Ye Fei up, and there were faint blood lights flashing inside, and emitted a pungent and foul smell.

"Haha, this is the Yin blood condensed from the Yin deficiency Blood Forbidden Art. It can die in the master's magical power..." Before the white-haired old man finished speaking, he suddenly heard a crackling sound in the black mist.

Immediately afterwards, golden lightning arcs ejected out of the black fog. In an instant, the black fog around him was dispersed, and Ye Fei's body was covered with a layer of golden light shield, and it emitted bursts of yang power, making the blood lights around him difficult to get close to.

Just as the old man was a little shocked, a blue light shot out from Ye Fei's fingertips. With a thud, he sank into the body of the white-haired old man who had just come back to his senses. His body shook. His face instantly pale, he hugged his head with both hands, and a twisted look appeared on his face, and he felt that his soul had almost disintegrated.

At this moment, a giant flaming sword suddenly appeared and slashed down on the old man's head without hesitation. The remaining Nascent Soul was swallowed by the flaming fire phoenix.

"Old thing, you can still figure out how to get too close to the Seven Flame Art of My Mei family." Mei Xiner said angrily, then pointed at the Fire Fire Phoenix, and its wings shook and flew towards the young man who was fighting fiercely with the Black Spirit.

The young man showed a look of fear. He had wanted to leave for a long time, but the black spirit was entangled and had no way to escape. He could barely protect himself against a black spirit. Now, with Mei Xiner using the Seven Flames Art, he immediately showed a sign of defeat.

Hei Ling smiled obscenely and seized the opportunity, and then destroyed the body of a young man with a sword. A wisp of soul was about to escape, but he was swallowed by Hei Ling in one bite.

"Wow, it's so wonderful. Unfortunately, the strength is too low now, and I can't share too much for the master. Even a cultivator with the second level of Nine Tribulation can't beat it. Alas!" Hei Ling said with a shaking head, then put away three rings on the ground and several treasure spoils, and respectfully delivered them to Ye Fei.

Ye Fei stroked his sleeves and put away the spoils, and moved his body and sat cross-legged on the ground. This time, Ye Fei was consumed a lot and his aura was a little weak.

Mei Xiner's figure was blurred and fell near Ye Fei, while the black spirit was floating aside. Mei Xiner said, "I didn't expect that after this retreat, your strength will increase so much. If you really fight your life, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent." After saying that, Mei Xiner smiled slightly.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei raised his lips: "Does Fairy Mei think so? In this way, do I have the ability to kill you now and keep my secret?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fei's solemn aura emanated from him.

"What?" Mei Xiner glared at her eyes and looked at Ye Fei with a frown. It seemed that she was not joking. Mei Xiner suddenly thought that Ye Fei was a little different when she just left the seclusion.

Especially Ye Fei took the initiative to kill the young man and told the old man that he could keep the secret. It seemed that it was not Ye Fei's style of conduct in the past. Mei Xiner couldn't help but show her vigilance: "Friend Ye Xian, what kind of martial arts have you practiced? Why did your entire aura change after this seclusion?" (This chapter ends)

(PS. Hehe, I suddenly received a category push next week. Although it was not a homepage shutdown push, we have not reached that level after all, which is also a good recommendation for us.)
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