"Look at me Immortal Slaying Flying Knife!"
Lu Ya's shrill and pitch-changing roar, like a cuckoo weeping blood, resounded throughout the sky above Xi Qi.
Along with this roar, the seemingly inconspicuous red gourd in his hand was suddenly raised high and suspended in the air.
Buzz--
The thin talisman paper on the mouth of the gourd ignited spontaneously without fire and turned into ashes in an instant.
An indescribable and extremely pure innate killing energy poured out like the Milky Way bursting its banks!
This murderous aura is cold, sharp, and devoid of any emotion. It has only one purpose, which is to destroy Primordial Spirit and Dao Fruit of all living things in the world!
The moment the murderous aura swept through, the temperature of the entire canopy, as well as the surrounding space for thousands of miles, plummeted!
The clouds in the sky seemed to be shattered by an invisible hand, and the brightness of the sun, moon and stars was completely dimmed at this moment.
On top of the canopy, the trace of confidence that Chan Sect Golden Immortals had just recovered was instantly wiped out by this murderous aura.
Their faces were all pale, and their souls seemed to have been pierced by countless steel needles. The fear originating from their life instincts made them involuntarily retreat, like avoiding the god of plague, and they were hundreds of feet away from the crazy Lu Ya in an instant.
"Immortal Slaying Flying Knife... He actually dares to use it!"
Daoist Burning Lamp's lips were trembling, and his eyes looking at the red-skinned gourd were full of fear and horror.
This is a legendary killer weapon that even a saint would not be willing to touch easily!
Once sacrificed, the cause and effect will be locked, and you will not stop until you kill the target!
Today, this notorious treasure will finally be reappeared Primordial World!
After the fear, Daoist Burning Lamp's eyes could not suppress an uncontrollable surge of twisted ecstasy and expectation.
Strong!
This man in green shirt is ridiculously strong!
But no matter how strong he is, can he still be stronger than Immortal Slaying Flying Knife transformed by this innate killing energy?
This is the supreme weapon that can kill even Dao Fruit!
Today, you, a madman who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, will be destroyed in both body and soul!
Not only Randeng, Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi and other Chan Sect golden immortals, but after the initial shock, the same cruel smile appeared on their faces.
Their eyes were all fixed on Qin Feng, who was still standing with his hands behind his back, being protected by San Xiao Sisters behind him. It was as if they had seen his tragic end when his head was removed in the next second, and Primordial Spirit was completely chopped to pieces by the supreme Killing Intent!
"Zhuzi, come and die!"
There was no trace of human emotion on Lu Ya's face, only madness that was twisted to the extreme.
With disheveled hair, he bowed solemnly and deeply to the red-skinned gourd suspended in the air in an extremely solemn, yet extremely strange gesture.
Then, the incantation that could make Primordial World countless immortals and gods frightened was recited word by word from his bloody mouth.
"Baby, please turn around!"
The moment the words fell.
Phew!
A white light that could not be caught with the naked eye suddenly shot out from the mouth of the gourd!
That white light is as thin as a millimeter of light, but it contains a terrifying Killing Intent that is locked on Primordial Spirit, tracing cause and effect, and never ending!
It ignored space and time. As soon as it appeared, it shot straight towards Qin Feng's ancestral aperture between the eyebrows!
Quick!
Almost reaching the extreme!
It's so fast that even Quasi-Saint's Spiritual Sense can't capture its trajectory!
On the canopy, the cruel smiles on the faces of Randeng and others reached their peak at this moment.
It's over!
No matter how powerful your magical power is, no matter how great your cultivation is, facing this immortal-killing flying knife that is specially designed to kill the soul, you will only end up being killed at your neck!
However, the next second.
That weird scene that was enough to freeze time happened.
The white kill that everyone at the Chan Sect had high hopes for, and that Lu Ya regarded as their final hope for a comeback, suddenly stopped without any warning, only three inches away from Qin Feng's eyebrows!
It just froze in mid-air, as if it had hit an invisible, intangible, yet indestructible and insurmountable wall of chaos!
The entire canopy fell into an eerie silence at this moment.
The cruel smile on Daoist Burning Lamp's face froze.
Guang Chengzi The joyful light in his eyes solidified.
All Chan Sect immortals are like ducks that have been strangled by the neck. Their eyes are wide open, their mouths are unconsciously opened wide enough to stuff a duck egg, and the expressions on their faces instantly slip from extreme ecstasy to extreme incredulity.
What's going on?
Why stop?
That's Immortal Slaying Flying Knife!
It is transformed from the innate killing energy, and even the saints must be afraid of this weapon!
Why... stop?!
Under their gazes filled with extreme shock, the white killing light frozen in mid-air began to tremble violently.
Buzz... buzz... buzz...
It kept making bursts of mournful sounds that were similar to the flapping of bees' wings, but full of fear and pleading. The light flashed crazily, and it tried desperately to retreat and escape.
But it was imprisoned in place by an invisible force, unable to move forward or retreat. It could only struggle in vain and whine at the place three inches away from Qin Feng's eyebrows.
This scene completely subverted the perceptions of all the immortals present.
If Qin Feng crushed Seven Arrows Book of Nail-Headed before, it was a shock to them.
So at this moment, this scene made Immortal Slaying Flying Knife fearful and even wailed. What it brought to them was a kind of endless confusion and fear stemming from the complete collapse of the worldview!
Are you even afraid of Immortal Slaying Flying Knife?
How could there be an existence in this world that makes even Immortal Slaying Flying Knife feel afraid?!
This man... what the hell is he?!
Just when everyone's brains are shutting down and their souls are lost.
Qin Feng, finally moved.
He looked at the white killing light in front of him that was constantly struggling and even begging for mercy, and the corner of his mouth slowly curved into a playful arc.
The look in his eyes didn't look like he was looking at some Primordial World murder weapon, but rather like he was looking at a rather interesting firefly.
Then, under the gaze of those eyes that were almost split, Qin Feng slowly stretched out his right hand and raised his index and middle fingers.
Facing that fierce and powerful white light, it was enough to kill all Quasi-Saint.
Just as casually as flicking off an eye-catching speck of dust on your clothes.
Just flick it.
"Ding."
There was a soft sound, as clear and crisp as a jade bead falling on a plate.
The white killing light that was so murderous and arrogant before was touched by Qin Feng's finger, and it let out an extremely shrill wail!
Phew--!
The next moment, it shot back crazily at a speed that was more than ten times faster than when it came!
The speed was so fast that it even left a clear white trail in mid-air, and it plunged into the red-skinned gourd, never daring to come out again.
The whole process was smooth and understated to the extreme.
After doing all this, Qin Feng even looked at his fingers with interest, as if he was recalling the wonderful touch just now.
On the opposite side, Daoist Lu Ya, who had pinned all his hopes on this blow, was completely petrified.
He stared blankly at the red-skinned gourd, which had lost all its light and had fallen from mid-air, becoming plain and simple. Then he looked at the man in green shirt with a calm face, as if he had just done a trivial thing. His mind went blank.
Lost?
His last resort to keep the bottom of the box, Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, even a saint would be afraid of three points... Just like that... he was bounced back like a fly?
Poof--
An irrepressible counter-blood, mixed with the broken Dao Heart, spurted out from Lu Ya's mouth, sprinkling a miserable bloody plum blossom in the air.
His body shook violently several times, the last trace of light in his eyes completely dimmed, and he fell straight upright.
Bang.
There was a muffled sound.
This Essence of Li Fire, the prince of the demon clan, Daoist Lu Ya, who was famous among the Primordial World, just fell down on the canopy and died of exhaustion under the horrified gazes of the Chan Sect immortals.
He wasn't killed by anyone.
But he was scared to death alive!