When Ye Feng launched a sharp attack, Zhao Yigu, who was standing beside him, was certainly not idle either.

He was more eager to kill the Situ Cang Sword in front of him than anyone else. Unfortunately, he could not deal with the four opponents alone. He could only rely on Ye Feng's strength.

Now the other party is dead. Ye Feng is confronting the short and fat butcher. Zhao Yigu is very sure of facing Situ Cangdao alone.

Although ten years of cultivation is not very equal to forty years of cultivation, Zhao Yicun is a soul cultivator. Compared with those in the martial arts world, the advantage of soul cultivator is really too great.

"When you used to kill innocent people indiscriminately, have you ever thought about what it is today?"

Ye Feng pointed the long sword in his hand at the short butcher in front of him and asked faintly. He turned a blind eye to the vulgar man who had burned out on the side, as if it was just an ordinary fire.

The short and fat butcher glanced at the burning vulgar man, and then looked at the bamboo pole man whose head was chopped off by Ye Feng. Finally, he stared at Ye Feng and swallowed: "The Heavenly Knife Palace will not let you go..."

Ye Feng smiled when he heard this. He even got the treasure from the Taiji Hall, the first sect in the martial arts world. He was still afraid of a mere Heavenly Sword Hall. In the final analysis, the overall strength of the Heavenly Sword Hall is just a little stronger than that of the Hidden Immortal Sect.

Compared with the Long Family and Tai Chi Hall, the Tiandao Hall is nothing.

Of course, Ye Feng didn't take this threat seriously. With a move, the dark green sword light flashed by in his hand. The short and fat butcher didn't even have time to react and was penetrated by Ye Feng's sword.

Three of the four elite disciples of the Tiandao Palace have been instantly eliminated by Ye Feng.

The remaining Situ Cangdao has also been targeted by Zhao Yigu.

"Death."

Zhao Yigu moved his body. Anyway, Situ Cangdao was bound to die. He didn't mind exposing his identity as a soul cultivator.

In an instant, the soul body he condensed disintegrated like loose sand and swept over the sky like a locust toward Situ Cang's sword.

This scene scared the only Situ Cangdao in the room to death. Damn it would be fine to say that Ye Feng was so distorted. He killed his three brothers in one go. Such a young man is unprecedented and never came.

But now the first boy appeared. What is the origin of the body?

Is it a ghost?

Situ Cangdao couldn't help but think of this.

He had killed too many people in the past. Of course, I can't remember seeing Zhao Yiguan somewhere. The relatives of those who were killed by him were all ordinary people in the world. They couldn't find him at all. Even if they found him, they couldn't do anything to him.

This was the first time he had met someone he had killed before and came to seek revenge on him.

There was no time to think about what was in front of him. Situ Zhaodao hurriedly stepped back and held the long sword behind him in his hand. He slashed the green smoke and loose sand that Zhao Yigu had broken down into.

Buzz.

With a gentle sound, the blue smoke and sand where Zhao Yigu was located suddenly divided into two piles. He surrounded Situ Cang's sword at extremely fast speed and then condensed into a soul body again behind him.

The filthy bone spear.

A bone spear condensed from the surrounding filthy aura instantly appeared from the upper left corner and shot towards Situ Cang's sword.

"Sky Knife Tornado."

Situ Zang's mind was covered in mud. Three black moles next to his temple were squeezed tightly together. He could only use this move. In an instant, a fierce sword cyclone burst out, twisting all the rest of the room into pieces.

The filthy earth bone spear released by Zhao Yigu was also swept in by the whirlwind of the sky sword and quickly disappeared intovisibility. After all, the actual cultivation of the two sides was much worse. It was normal that this time it did not work.

If Zhao Yigu had twenty years of cultivation, this filthy earth bone spear could seriously injure Situ Cang's sword.

Zhao Yiguan's own soul body did not have time to dodge and was swept in by the sword cyclone. However, his body was condensed by soul power. The next moment, it rushed out of the range of the sword cyclone like a gust of breeze. It condensed into the soul body again not far away.

Ye Feng observed carefully from the side and found that on this earth, soul cultivators are basically invincible existences. Because there are very few people who can cause harm to them.

If Ye Feng does not use the means of cultivating the immortal world, there are very few ways to harm soul cultivators. Only by practicing martial arts at the second level or above can he cause damage to soul cultivators. Moreover, not all second level martial arts can harm soul cultivators.

At least, the Tai Chi fist of Li Xuan, the elder of Tai Chi Hall, failed to hurt Ling Chen. Ye Feng felt that only the Xuanyang Sword Technique and the Fenghua and Xueyue Sword Technique could drive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when used. Only those who could cause damage to soul cultivation.

For Situ Cangdao and even all the people in the martial arts world, Zhao Yiguan and Ling Chen, the two soul cultivators, are completely a nightmare.

After the whirlwind of the Sky Knife danced, Situ Cangdao found that the things in the entire room were destroyed. Even the walls had penetrated several holes. He was so scared that a man and a woman who were doing business in the next room fled in panic.

But only Ye Feng and the strange boy were still standing quietly aside, without any harm at all, and looked extremely weird.

"You are a human or a ghost."

Situ Zhaodao was so scared that his legs were trembling a little. He looked at Zhao Yigu and asked tremblingly.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Yigu is neither happy nor sad. When he heard this question, he inevitably felt a little sad. After all, he is indeed not a human being now. But in the world of immortal cultivation, the status of soul cultivators is similar. But on earth, soul cultivators mean ghosts.

He is not a human, he is a ghost.

But with the help of Ye Feng, he became a ghost with only thoughts. That's all.

With this idea, he was able to personally kill the enemy from ten years ago. Just for this point, he would be extremely grateful to Ye Feng. If it weren't for Ye Feng, even if he still existed in this world, he would not have killed his enemy with his own hands.

"It's time to send you on your way."

Zhao Yigu knew that the battle in this place could not be delayed for too long. Otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with when it attracted the attention of other martial arts people.

He felt cruel in his heart. His whole body suddenly turned into nothingness, turned into blue smoke and drifted away. He completely lost his trace. Then one after another, one filthy bone spear after another shot from Situ Zang's sword from all directions, causing Situ Zang's hair to stand up all over his body.

He just used the Sky Sword Tornado. There was not much energy left in his body.

The most important thing is that his heart was already collapsed. Facing Zhao Yigu's attack again, he was a little at a loss. He subconsciously waved the long sword in his hand twice, blocking the two deadly bone spears. Then he was deeply inserted into the flesh by the other filthy bone spears.

The filthy landslide hit the target and immediately turned into a filthy aura and penetrated into Situ Cangdao's body. A dead aura quickly spread in his body, which quickly weakened his life aura.

"ah.."

Situ Cangdao screamed in shock, but was instantly burned to ashes by a white fireball that followed.

"Someone is here. Let's go."

Ye Feng said solemnly, and released several fireballs, burning all the corpses in the room, leaving only the mess in the room.
Chapter completed!