Chapter 166 The Blood Essence in the Phoenix Feather!

A large number of cultivators rushed forward to kill Lei Peng, but the gap in realm was too big. Wave after wave of charging was exchanged for continuous slaughter.

Blood was spilled all over the ground, but it was quickly absorbed completely, leaving no residue!

Fang Qingyang was also in the cultivator team. His strength was one level higher than everyone else, so he was not injured by Lei Peng's attack.

He looked carefully at the scene. The strongest old man was about the fifth level of the supernatural power realm. Seeing his confident look, he should have the means to deal with Lei Peng.

If he turned against the old man on the spot and fought against him, let alone whether he could kill him, he would probably not be able to kill him for a while.

Once the time was prolonged, it would bring serious uncertainty.

He looked at Shen Yi, who shook his head slightly, indicating that he should not be impulsive.

Soon, more than half of the cultivators brought were killed by Lei Peng. After absorbing sufficient blood essence, the red magic sword glowed stronger and stronger.

Finally, the Thunder Peng let out a terrifying roar, and the terrifying lightning instantly struck into the land, killing more than a dozen monks instantly.

Fang Qingyang dodged the attack because he was fast enough.

Looking back, there were more than a hundred monks when they entered the ravine, but now there are only more than twenty people left, which is a tragedy!

"Almost."

A sharp light flashed in the old man's eyes. He laughed and looked up to the sky, raised his hand and punched at the Thunder Peng. As the offensive was formed, a human figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, the Thunder Peng was hit hard, and the whole body was filled with lightning, making crackling sounds, and the light flickered.

It turned around and killed the old man brazenly.

From the pair of small eyes, there was a cold light, "You... are looking for death!"

The voice of the Thunder Peng was hoarse. After reaching the realm of supernatural power, even monsters can speak human language. This is what supernatural power gives them.

The old man stepped into the air and faced the charging Lei Peng. He spread his hands, ready to fight. His thin arms bulged with muscles, and his body expanded to three meters high like a balloon.

"Hah!"

The old man found the right time to attack, grabbing Lei Peng's neck from the left and right. The huge impact instantly smashed the old man into the ground. With a roar, the ground cracked and formed a deep pit.

The Lei Peng pecked at the old man's face with its sharp beak. It was like a sharp knife. The old man turned his head to avoid it, but a deep blood mark was still cut on his face.

"Puff!"

The old man freed one hand, turned his wrist, and suddenly pierced two fingers into Lei Peng's body, and then injected a lot of energy into it, forming a terrifying offensive.

Lei Peng screamed, and electric light burst out from his body, directly blowing the old man's hands apart.

The two sides completed another collision in an extremely narrow space.

This old man is indeed at the fifth level of the Divine Power Realm. Seeing how calm he is, he should have follow-up measures. Let's wait and see... Fang Qingyang glanced at the red magic sword and hesitated for a moment.

While the old man was fighting with Lei Peng, he went up and took the sword. Wouldn't that mean he had completed his mission?

Although he didn't know whether being promoted to captain would be very useful, the order he received was to do everything possible to climb up in Blackwater City.

It's better to be promoted than not, right?

Fang Qingyang moved his body and slowly approached the sword.

Other cultivators also reacted. They turned their heads at the same time and looked at the magic sword stuck upside down on the mound, with greed in their eyes.

It was not easy to save my life, I can't just let it go, right?

This sword must be fought for!

"Swish!"

Three figures rushed towards the magic sword. They were determined to get it. It was obvious that they had considered the cause and effect clearly. Since they had survived all the hardships, they had to fight for the magic sword first and get some benefits.

The three people saw each other.

There was a cold light in their eyes, and the killing intent gradually gathered in their hearts.

"You want to fight with me? You're looking for death."

One of them offered a sword and chopped it up. The sword energy was like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, flying towards the other two.

The two naturally couldn't sit and wait to die, and they fought back immediately.

The three people were entangled together, and the speed of rushing forward was much slower.

At this time, Fang Qingyang came from behind and jumped to the side of the red magic sword in three or two steps. The phoenix feather on the hilt was like a dazzling red gem, touching the heartstrings.

He made up his mind and reached out to touch it.

"Kill him!"

"We can't let him get it first!"

The three people reacted at the same time. They no longer entangled with each other, but rushed over to attack Fang Qingyang.

Three terrifying moves gathered, driving the surging spiritual energy, and smashed into Fang Qingyang's back.

But Fang Qingyang didn't care, and slowly put his hand on the hilt of the sword. At the same time, the voice of a middle-aged man sounded in the Dragon Emperor Sword, "This sword is very ordinary, but the Phoenix Feather is a good treasure. Come, put your hand on the Phoenix Feather, and your master will help you."

He seemed to understand Fang Qingyang's situation and couldn't use the sword for his own use, so he decided to help him out.

The moment Fang Qingyang's fingers touched the Phoenix Feather, the terrifying blood and blood turned into a thread and quickly injected into the body along the meridians.

The power condensed by a large amount of blood and blood was very huge, rushing around in Fang Qingyang's body, but he concentrated his mind and held his breath, and circulated the Yuan Dan to control this blood and blood.

The red magic sword became dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But soon, another wave of heat came out from the Dragon Emperor Sword, replacing the original function of the blood essence, and the red magic sword shone again, just as before.

"Puff!"

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Three completely different terrifying attacks hit Fang Qingyang's back, and huge forces exploded instantly.

Seeing that the attacks hit, the three people quickly tried to grab the magic sword.

But they suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Their attacks were like hitting a boulder, difficult to shake, and like a drop in the water, without any sound.

Just... just like this, it was offset by the opponent's physique?

Their faces turned pale and realized that they had kicked the iron plate!

"Swish!"

A sharp sword light surged from Fang Qingyang's palm, and he raised his hand and turned around to cut it.

The three people's bodies froze in place.

After a few breaths, a blood-red thread appeared on their necks, and they were killed on the spot, unable to resist at all.

After killing three people, Fang Qingyang excitedly raised the scarlet magic sword, "Sir, I... I got it!"

The old man who was fighting with Lei Peng in the distance had a flash of light in his eyes, and he accelerated his attack speed. After several heavy punches hit Lei Peng in succession, he killed him on the spot!

"Give it to me!"

The old man quickly flew in front of Fang Qingyang and took the scarlet magic sword.

He immediately explored the phoenix feather, and after feeling that the blood and blood inside were still surging, he smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, what's your name?"

"Zhang Lun."

Fang Qingyang answered honestly.

"You are promoted to captain, Shen Yi, you should take care of him more next time."

The old man waved his hand, "Go back to the city!"