"You fucking hide, I will turn around and kill your two women!"

Han Wentian flew towards Qin Fei and threatened viciously.

"Old guy, then you can try it!"

Qin Fei's eyes turned cold, and he knew that it would be much easier for Han Wentian to kill Fenghuang and Xue Fengyin than for him.

Of course, he didn't dare to escape anymore. He kept urging the power of the fairy spirit, sprayed it on the Liuxian Tower, and shouted: "Go!"

The Liuxian Tower suddenly shone brightly, turning into a colorful pagoda of more than 100 meters high and hit Han Wentian fiercely.

"Hmph, you are just a little bit short of your ability!"

Han Wentian also sprayed the magical aura on the spiritual sword in his hand, making the sword aura shine even more coldly.

boom.....

With a loud bang, Han Wentian did not move at all, and Liuxian Tower flew backwards, and there was a trace of crack.

Qin Fei was backfired and staggered, standing unsteadily, collapsed on the rock and vomited blood.

The peak of Mahayana vs. the peak of Ascension is definitely a little bit worse.

However, Qin Fei was already very awesome without being killed by Han Wentian's sharp sword. After all, the two of them have such a big difference in their realms.

If it were an ordinary ascension master, he would not be able to withstand such a domineering offensive by Han Wentian.

"Boy, you can't escape now!"

Han Wentian looked at Qin Fei gloomy and landed on the huge rock. He looked at the blood spit out of Qin Fei with expressionless face, slowly flowing along the cracks of the huge rock, and it has been sank into the depths of the huge rock.

"Old guy, come here if you want to kill me. I am never afraid of death!"

Qin Fei gritted his teeth tightly, and his meridians were all dislocated, and even if he wanted to gather strength, it was unlikely.

With one hand, he instinctively grabbed the hilt of the Wufeng Sword, trying to support himself to stand up. Even if he dies, he will still stand to die.

"Haha, then I will fulfill you!"

Han Wentian waved his hand and slapped Qin Fei's forehead.

Such a close distance, coupled with Qin Fei's injury, could completely slap him to death.

However, Qin Fei's face was covered in ferociousness, and his body seemed to be shaking, but he had no intention of avoiding it.

Puff...

"ah...."

At some point, the Wufeng Sword had been pulled out by Qin Fei and blocked him.

Han Wentian was careless and his wrist was neatly cut off again. The severe pain made Han Wentian scream almost scream.

Moreover, the most incredible thing is that the Wufeng Sword has been firmly grabbed by Qin Fei. How did he pull it out?

In fact, Qin Fei was ready to die with Han Wentian, and constantly circulated the power of the fairy spirit in his body, and the "star domain" that drove the soul world to start to operate.

In that moment, Qin Fei felt the Wufeng Sword loose.

A hint of inspiration flashed through his mind. When he was accepting the inheritance of martial souls on Hongmeng Island, his own blood opened the door to the Martial God Temple.

And I had vomited so much blood just now, and all the levels of this space were designed by my father, so I would never cheat myself.

Therefore, they had no way to pull out the Wufeng Sword, and they could not use brute force, but their blood could activate the Wufeng Sword, allowing him to fly into his hands on his own initiative.

However, Qin Fei did not show any expression. After Han Wentian approached, he suddenly raised the Wufeng Sword and pulled it out.

And he easily cut off Han Wentian's wrist.

There were also a few lines of words in my mind: The Divine Sword Without Fighting - Qin Zhentian.

It turned out that this Wufeng Sword was actually a magic weapon that my father used. No wonder only his own blood can unlock it. It was also sad that he could cut off Han Wentian's wrist.

At this moment, Qin Fei held the Wufeng Sword in his hand, and his long hair kept floating, as if the God of War came down to earth, staring at Han Wentian: "Come on, old guy, hurt each other, I will send you back today!"

"Little thief, don't be rampant. I must draw your soul and refine your soul today!"

Han Wentian covered his wrist and used powerful spiritual power to temporarily heal the wound. However, the best wood-type healing pill was just one, so he could only find a way to treat his broken hand after he went out.

At present, Qin Fei has drawn out the Wufeng Sword, and as long as he snatched it, he will be his own.

Han Wentian's expression was as crazy as he held his spiritual sword in one hand, and his whole body turned into a sharp sword light and shot towards Qin Fei.

"Go to death for me!"

Qin Fei's wrist shook, and a violent fairy storm appeared between him and Han Wentian like a tornado.

Han Wentian was caught off guard and almost plunged into the fairy storm.

Of course, Qin Fei did not have such ability and created the Fairy Storm himself. Instead, when he unlocked the Wufeng Sword just now, there was a piece of information in his mind, which included a record of a Fairy Storm sealing the Wufeng Sword.

So, Qin Fei just activated the Wufeng Sword and released the fairy spirit storm inside.

Even the colorful Hunyuan umbrella can't withstand the fairy spirit storm, let alone Han Wentian's flesh and blood body.

It was like a piece of pork falling into a crusher, accompanied by blood mist splattering and screams.

A peak master of Ascension was actually strangled by the Fairy Storm and destroyed both souls.

Of course, this move can only be used once. Even the Wufeng Sword cannot seal too many fairy storms. It should be regarded as the last gift Qin Zhentian gave to his son, helping him solve Han Wentian's big trouble.

The whole process seemed to be a long story, but in fact, Han Wentian was completely dealt with by Qin Fei.

This made the disciples of the Han family feel ache and exclaimed: "Old ancestor!"

"Come on, avenge your ancestors!"

Qin Fei held the Wufeng Sword and looked at the Han family's disciples coldly.

"Well...."

The Han family disciples were slightly stunned and fell silent collectively. Han Wentian was so powerful that he was solved by Qin Fei. Who are they?

It would be a bit unworthy to fight for a dead person.

"Everything is over. Wufeng Sword has recognized his master. You all get out of here, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"

Qin Fei stood on the huge rock, looking down at his defeated general like the only king.

Although the Han family's disciples felt depressed, no one dared to rush forward and fight with Qin Fei first.

"Okay, the demon cultivator of the Kunpeng clan, let me leave!"

Kun Youtian looked at Qin Fei with some fear. Although he wanted to get the Wufeng Sword, he did not want to become an unjust soul in the Fairy Storm. He could only take the subordinates of the Kunpeng clan and fly towards the exit first.

Some monks of the Tiger Clan, when they saw that Qin Fei had obtained the ultimate treasure, did not dare to touch this bad head, and began to evacuate one after another.

When the Han family saw that the reinforcements had left, they had to shrugged their shoulders and turned into escape light and left.

Seeing that all those who should have left were gone, Qin Fei felt weak all over and sat on the ground, unable to raise any strength.

Although he got the Wufeng Sword, every man is innocent and is guilty of possessing a treasure.
Chapter completed!