Although the Peach Fan Snitch can rival the average Zhenxuan level in terms of strength and means, he does not have the courage to be destroyed by both jade and stone.

With his arms cut off, he was like a bachelor. All thoughts in his heart were despaired of, except for the thought of surviving.

"Peach Fan Snitch, this is your second offense. I told you that I will cut off your arm again and abolish your cultivation."

Zhao Feng is cold and indifferent, and the three-flowered lotus shines brightly, chasing the Peach Fan Snitch.

The Peach Fan Snitch burns the true spirit energy, and the speed it explodes is completely beyond the level of a real person, and even slightly faster than the ordinary level of Zhenxuan.

The distance between Zhao Feng and the Peach Fan Snitch is getting wider and wider.

"It's a pity that I don't have a powerful long-range weapon in my hand."

Zhao Feng felt a little sorry.

The power of Luo Hui's bow and arrow is slightly insufficient to deal with the Peach Fan Snitch, who has reached the peak of real-person cultivation.

"Master Helmsman, Baihuamen was defeated miserably, and the Peach Fan Snitch had his arms chopped off. There is no threat left. If we continue to pursue him, I'm worried...

Dieye reminded.

In her opinion, being able to push the Peach Fan Snitch to this point was already a good achievement.

Zhao Feng understood what Butterfly Leaf meant. The reason why the Peach Fan Snitch was not determined to die together was because there was still a glimmer of hope.

If even this glimmer of hope is gone, the Peach Fan Snitch will risk everything and burn the true spirit energy, and will most likely choose to die together.

"You can hang him."

Zhao Feng pursed his lips into a smile.

His spiritual eyes can penetrate thousands of miles away, and he can always keep a distance, bite the Peach Fan Snitch, and wait until his true power is exhausted and he is completely exhausted.

Soon, the Peach Fan Snitch disappeared from sight.

But Zhao Feng can still lock the target and remain calm.

"I see."

Die Yefang's heart moved, and when she touched Zhao Feng's sharp and cold light blue left eye, she felt a chill that penetrated her soul.

Zhao Feng's bloodline eyes cannot be measured by common sense, and his tracking ability is superb.

The Peach Fan Snitch betrayed him all the way, but there was a chill in his heart, as if there was an eye in the dark, piercing the blue sky and clouds, looking down at him.

His heart beat faster, he felt like his blood was about to coagulate, endless pressure came from the top of his head, and his whole body was about to collapse.

Turning around suddenly, a "sky-eye" appeared in the clouds, looking down at him indifferently.

Swish

His eyes were dazzled, and the sky-piercing eyes just now were just a mental illusion.

If the feeling is correct, then the opponent's bloodline eyes are too terrifying, with the power of the sky and the earth.

"Huh? What happened just now?"

Zhao Feng was startled. He had just pushed the Divine Eye to its limit, deliberately targeting the Peach Fan Snitch and exerting mental pressure.

At a certain moment, he felt that his consciousness jumped out of his body, high in the clouds, looking down at the world and the common people.

At that moment, he seemed to be juxtaposed with heaven and earth, overlooking all living beings and dominating the ages.

"If it was just an illusion, why did my energy source consume 10% in an instant?"

Zhao Feng was shocked.

After half a cup of tea, the Peach Fan Snitch's true spiritual energy stopped burning, leaving him miserable and exhausted.

Zhao Feng kept a hundred miles away from him. Neither the Peach Fan Snitch's eyesight nor spiritual awareness could extend that far.

Whoosh——

From the mountains ahead, there were two sounds of piercing the sky.

Two figures, a man and a woman, came into view of the Peach Fan Snitch.

"When did they catch up to me? Impossible, absolutely impossible."

The Peach Fan Snitch was frightened.

He was clearly burning the energy of the true spirit and flying with all his strength. How could he be caught up?

After taking a closer look, the Peach Fan Snitch breathed a sigh of relief.

The visitors were a man and a woman, not Zhao Feng and Die Lan.

One of the young men was wearing a Qingyun war robe, with a fair face, like a piece of carved jade, and extraordinary handsomeness. He was carrying an ancient Qingfeng sword on his back.

Next to the young man, there was a girl in red robe, with clear eyebrows and red lips, and a delicate face.

Zhao Feng, who was behind, also saw the man and woman through his spiritual eyes.

The young man in the shirt has a cultivation level as high as a human level, and is only about thirty years old.

"Is this young man the number one genius of the Yun family, Tian Yunzhi? He has the blood of the Tian and Yun families, and is the third in the list of rising stars in the great country...

The Peach Fan Snitch's gaze swept across the young man in the shirt, his mind trembled, and he immediately dodges.

The man and woman, riding on the birds, passed by the Peach Fan Snitch.

"Brother, that man is so miserable. Both his arms were chopped off. Is there anyone chasing him behind?"

The red-robed girl said with a hint of unbearability.

Hearing this, Peach Fan Snitch's heart was in his throat.

The young man in the shirt couldn't help but take another look at the Peach Fan Snitch.

"etc."

A clear and cold voice suddenly sounded.

The Peach Fan Snitch froze and forced a smile: "What do you two have to say?"

The young man in the shirt turned around and flew closer, looking coldly at the Peach Fan Snitch.

He always felt that this thief looked familiar.

Moreover, when they crossed paths just now, the other party clearly looked guilty and uneasy.

The young man in the shirt frowned: "Are you from Baihuamen?"

"How could I be a thief from Baihuamen? I am the elder of the Yun family branch. I was defeated so miserably because of my confrontation with the Iron-Blooded Branch. If you two can help fend off the enemies behind me, Yun will be grateful."

The Peach Fan Snitch forced himself to calm down, and then he had an idea and started to cheat.

If I remember correctly, the Yun Clan and the Tian Clan have always had a good relationship.

Especially the new star of this generation, "Tian Yunzhi", is the ultimate genius born from the combination of the strong bloodlines of the Tian and Yun clans.

The young man in the shirt in front of me is Tian Yunzhi, whom we had met once before when the Peach Fan Snitch committed the crime.

"What? The Iron Blood branch is going to war with the Qianshui Yun family? We are about to go to the Yun family branch..."

The red-robed girl looked surprised.

"It seems that we are all friends. Can you two help me fend off this powerful enemy?"

The Peach Fan Snitch looked pitiful and pleading.

"Brother Tian, ​​can you help him?"

The girl in red robe couldn't bear it and begged.

However, the chill on the face of the young man in the shirt "Tian Yunzhi" became more and more intense.

"Little thief, suffer death"

A cold and domineering voice shook the clouds.

The next moment, the ancient Qingfeng sword was unsheathed, and a rainbow-like green sword light streaked across the void. The invisible breath of the sword's intention took the lead and enveloped the Peach Fan Snitch.

"Tianyun drew his sword and used his sword intention...don't..."

The Peach Fan Snitch had a look of fear on his face. The fighting spirit in his heart was wiped out by the invisible aura of sword intent, and he couldn't even think of any resistance.

If at his peak moment, he could still compete with Shuiyue Immortal Peach Fan.

At this time, he didn't even have the intention to fight back.

Poof

The fierce green sword light is like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, cutting through the clouds.

"Sword Intent? The prototype of Sword Intent is almost ready to become the real Sword Qi."

A hundred miles away, Zhao Feng stood on the Three-flower Lotus and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Sword intention and sword intention are both invisible spiritual ideas. The former comes from the swordsman, and the latter comes from the swordsman.

At the Thirteen Sect Alliance Conference that day, Cang Yuyue understood the meaning of the sword and was able to defeat almost all opponents with one sword, and even Zhao Feng was almost defeated.

Poof
To be continued...