Pang Fei's body trembled suddenly, and then he flew backwards hard.

Pang Fei's body trembled, and there was a ferocious blood mark on his shoulders. Blood flowed down the wound. For a moment, it made Pang Fei feel unbearable pain.

Even he suffered extremely severe trauma in his body.

He never expected that a perfect teaming with a Taixu Realm with a Taixu Realm could actually severely damage himself. He was extremely angry.

I am a master of the spiritual disaster.

Xia Ming looked at Pang Fei coldly, looked at Zhu Er, and whispered: "Zi Er, kill him together."

“Let’s wait.”

When Pang Fei heard this, his heart felt cold and he felt an indescribable coldness.

He knew that Xia Ming and the others would probably really kill themselves, after all, this is not a peaceful world.

Pang Fei couldn't help but say, "Let me go, I'll give you the spirit crystal."

When Xia Ming heard this, he sneered: "I killed you, your storage rings are mine."

"You..." Pang Fei's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he was furious. For a moment, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He was a master of spiritual energy disaster and was helpless in the face of the Taixu realm. How did this make him feel?

Not uncomfortable.

"Who are you?"

Pang Fei couldn't help asking.

When Xia Ming saw it, he spoke calmly.

"Shenwu Academy, Xia Ming."

"Brush..." Pang Fei's face changed drastically when he heard this. Pang Fei took a deep breath. He did not expect that Xia Ming in front of him was actually from Shenwu Academy.

He is just a casual cultivator, and compared with a behemoth like Shenwu Academy, the difference is naturally not a little bit.

"Master Moyun, help me."

Pang Fei could no longer help but roared, and his voice echoed.

Xia Ming and Zhu Er looked at each other, their faces were full of jokes, and they sneered: "Those demons can't save your life."

"Yeah."

A cold voice rang out from the world, and then several figures stood in the air. When Pang Fei saw these figures, he looked very happy for a moment.

"Master Moyun, help me."

The two cold lights of the demon cloud were like two sharp swords, and suddenly shot out, and the demonic aura on its body rippled out like dark mist, giving people a feeling of evil.

"Boss, do you feel that Mo Yunte wants to be alone?"

Zhu Er thought about it and asked.

"who?"

Xia Ming asked in confusion.

"The Bull Demon King in the Westward Journey."

Zhu Er said, "I look so ugly and dress so sloppy. It turns out that the demon is the demon."

"..." Xia Ming glanced at Zhu Er speechlessly and complained: "When did you like watching mythological dramas?"

"Uh..." Zhu Er's face turned slightly red when he heard this, and he said embarrassedly: "The films you gave me last time still think there are these things in it."

"I..." In an instant, Xia Ming thought of the scene where Zhu Er watched a movie with two dark circles. Xia Ming took a deep breath, looked at Zhu Er, and hesitated and said, "One other day, you go find a mother.

Pig."

"..." Zhu Er's face turned dark and he ignored Xia Ming.

"Boss, this guy in front of me is not easy to deal with, he is quite strong."

Zhu Er said again: "What should we do now?"

"what to do?"

When Xia Ming heard this, he smiled and said, "You forgot, what department did I join."

"Formation Court?"

Zhu Er thought of something, looked at the demon cloud deeply, and didn't say anything again.

Xia Ming looked at Pang Fei coldly and chuckled, "Do you think that these demons can leave here alive?"

When Pang Fei heard this, his face changed slightly and he hurriedly said, "Master Mo Yun, this person is a disciple of the Shenwu Cultivator. Please ask Master Mo Yun to kill him."

After Pang Fei's words finished, a stronger demonic energy rippled out of Mo Yun's body. Mo Yun stared at Xia Ming tightly, extremely cold and fierce.

"Are you from Shenwu Academy?"

When Xia Ming heard this, he chuckled and said, "He said I am Shenwu Academy, I am from Shenwu Academy?"

"I am the master of the Dao Sect."

Xia Ming did not refute that he was from Shenwu Academy, but instead mentioned his other sect. To be honest, he was the leader of the Taoist sect, because he was originally the leader of the Taoist sect.

Mo Yun frowned! Xia Ming couldn't help but look at Mo Yun. At this time, Zhu Er's voice also came over and said, "Boss, I don't seem to have a good brain when I look at the demons in front of me."

"I feel so, too."

Xia Ming muttered secretly.

"Master Moyun, they are really from Shenwu students. Please ask Master Moyun to kill him."

When Pang Fei heard this, he hurriedly said.

"snort."

Xia Ming looked stern and said coldly: "Pang Fei, you will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chaotic force rippled out of Xia Ming's body, and the terrible power was turbulent, and even the demonic energy was suppressed by him.

Xia Ming's chaotic power is the ancestor of spiritual energy. Whether it is spiritual energy or demonic energy, they are evolved from chaotic power. Therefore, Xia Ming's chaotic power is extremely mysterious.

Xia Ming snorted coldly.

"Youtian."

Suddenly, Xia Ming's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and Xia Ming's figure seemed to be in the air at Taixu, with extremely fast speed, and even no afterimage left.

It seems to have reached the state of teleportation.

Almost in an instant, Xia Ming appeared behind Pang Fei. The ancient long sword in Xia Ming's hand turned into a sharp sword light and slashed towards Pang Fei fiercely.

"Not good..." Pang Fei, who was severely injured, noticed the cold chill, which shocked Pang Fei.

"Drink..." Pang Fei roared, then turned around and slapped Xia Ming with a palm.

"Puff."

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh and blood resounded, and Pang Fei's face froze and he was stunned directly, with Pang Fei's eyes still filled with incredible feelings.

Because he saw that Xia Ming's long sword pierced his chief, and a sword light pierced directly into his heart and smashed his soul.

Until his death, Pang Fei's eyes were filled with a strong sense of reluctance.

He couldn't figure out why his palm, which was like steel, would be pierced instantly.

And the other party directly smashed his soul.

He is a master of the spiritual energy disaster, but... he was killed by a boy in the early stage of Taixu Realm. How could he be willing to do this?

Pang Fei fell down softly with a strong unwillingness.

He couldn't figure out how Xia Ming did it until he died. He had only left Taixu Realm, and his strength was no worse than him.

"Roar..." When Mo Yun saw Pang Fei being killed, Mo Yun was furious, and his red-loving eyes were like two blood fountains spewing out.
Chapter completed!