"You are also in the Dzogchen realm, but in my eyes, you are just an ant!"

"Yang Yunfan, don't be lucky. If you run into me, you will only be unlucky! Well... the next song of the storm, just think of it as my funeral for you!"

Feng Changkong had a faint smile on his face.

He put his hands behind his back, letting his huge body float naturally in mid-air.

An endless black storm blew around him, wrapping his body tightly and forming a tight shield of Gang Qi.

At this moment, even if Yang Yunfan wanted to break through the protective aura, he probably wouldn't be able to!

"Are you scared? Haha... don't worry, it will be over soon."

To Feng Changkong, crushing and killing an ordinary Dzogchen cultivator like Yang Yunfan was an extremely easy task.

"Wind-Splitting Sword!"

At this time, he was too lazy to move his hands, and only relied on the pair of silver-white bone-like wings on his back to gently wave the wind blade.

Swish, brush, brush!

Soon, strange wind blades were summoned from the void and condensed into a dark green elemental sword in front of him.

call out!

Once this dark green elemental sword was formed, it shot directly towards Yang Yunfan without any hesitation.

If it were just an elemental sword, Yang Yunfan would have some difficulty in dealing with it, but he should be able to handle it!

But--

"What?"

"so much?"

Yang Yunfan's eyes were solemn. At this moment, he actually saw that while the elemental sword was flying towards him, it began to absorb a large amount of wind energy in the space.

Swish, brush, brush!

An elemental sword quickly split into two.

One turned into two, two turned into four... In just a short moment, there were more and more elemental swords, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into densely packed hundreds of sword energies.

"The Sword of Wind Split...it turns out that it can split naturally by absorbing wind energy!"

This was the first time Yang Yunfan had seen such magical powers.

There are not many practitioners of the wind law in the realm of the gods. Among the people Yang Yunfan knows, only Lord Lingfeng and Master Mingjian practice the wind law.

But when they took action, they were only relatively fast and their swords were sharp, but they did not master such weird high-level magical powers!

"Boohoo!"

At this time, hundreds of elemental swords from all directions instantly surrounded Yang Yunfan. No matter what angle he looked at, Yang Yunfan could not escape!

"No need to struggle pointlessly, just die in peace!"

"This move of mine is a forbidden technique that can kill even the most powerful. You, a Dzogchen monk, can make me use such a forbidden technique. You are so proud!"

Feng Changkong let out a soft groan, seemingly very relaxed. However, in fact, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent, and he did not dare to look down on Yang Yunfan at all.

He had understood Yang Yunfan's origin and background, and knew that the cultivation time was extremely short. It took less than three years to cultivate from a godly monk to the great perfection state of the god king!

In his long life, he will see one every tens of thousands of years. He is a peerless genius with great luck. He is born to attract attention, especially with the help of heaven!

When dealing with such people, there can be no hesitation or luck. When encountering them, they must be killed immediately!

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

"Die!"

In Feng Changkong's eyes, the golden halo suddenly shrank, and he let out a loud roar!

Puff puff puff puff!

At this moment, Yang Yunfan had nowhere to hide, and the dense swords of elements shot directly at Yang Yunfan's body like a storm.

The elemental sword and the power of the storm penetrated directly into his body, constantly cutting and piercing, causing Yang Yunfan's body to continuously burst out with balls of blood!

After a while, his body was covered with blood holes, and his originally spotless and elegant white robe was stained with blood and became tattered, like a tattered sack.

Being penetrated by hundreds of sword energy...

At this time, Yang Yunfan kept coughing up blood, and his vitality began to drain away quickly... He was about to die!

"Don't blame me for bullying the small ones. Who allowed you to hide the Cloud Pattern Sword Sutra and the Red Lotus Forbidden Scripture that even make me excited?"

When Feng Changkong saw that Yang Yunfan had lost his ability to resist, he shook his figure and flew directly towards Yang Yunfan.

Cloud Pattern Sword Sutra, Red Lotus Forbidden Scripture!

Either of these two classics records the inheritance of the eternal realm, and the famous names have left countless legends. He did not expect that he would find it so easily!

At this time, Feng Changkong was so happy that he almost laughed.

…

Outside the storm realm.

"Dead?"

"Yang Yunfan, is he dead?"

"No! How could he die? Isn't the other party also a Dzogchen monk? Why is he so strong!"

"Who is that Feng Changkong? Why did he suddenly become a demon?"

When Ye Qingxue and Ming Jianzun saw that something was wrong, they originally wanted to rush to help, but what just happened happened too fast.

From the fight between Yang Yunfan and Feng Changkong, Feng Changkong suddenly tore off his disguise, with terrifying magic patterns appearing on his body, and then used the mysterious sword of elements to kill Yang Yunfan.

All this happened in just a few breaths!

Too fast!

They didn't even react!

"This..." Ming Jianzun had a complicated look in his eyes. They were still laughing and talking just now, but in just a few minutes, Yang Yunfan was about to die?

How does he accept this?

"No, that's not true!"

On the other side, Ye Qingxue's eyes were dull and her spirit was about to collapse.

She stared blankly at Yang Yunfan's body lying in the void, his body like a bloody gourd. At this moment, she felt that her heart had stopped beating, and there was no point in living anymore.

…

The other side.

More than a hundred Tianxuan Sword Sect monks stood in the sky. They were all in a daze at the moment, unable to accept the facts they saw.

"Senior Brother Changkong..."

"Is he a human or a demon? The demon patterns on his body and those terrifying bone wings...how come they are so similar to the Demon Lord Yishan recorded in the classics?"

The most popular genius in the sect, Senior Brother Feng Changkong, who has always been very popular, suddenly turned into a demon! This was unacceptable to these monks.

They had never heard that Senior Brother Feng Changkong had practiced the techniques of the Demon God lineage!

"However, Senior Brother Changkong seems to have won. Wait a minute, he should return to his original normal state, right? This demonic look is really scary."

Some disciples still have hope for Feng Changkong.

They thought that Feng Changkong just practiced some mysterious demonic skills, which caused his appearance to change drastically. As long as he stopped the skills, he would return to his normal state.
Chapter completed!