Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Afterwards, he didn't stop at all.

He used his leg muscles to break up a large piece of the floor and jumped up.

Relying on his extremely sturdy body, he broke through a large hole and headed to the higher floors of the inn.

Xiang Feng first lowered his head and threw it away casually.

Most of the blood-resentful flames were extinguished, with only a few flames remaining, which seemed to be very weak.

"I thought it was some killer move, but it turns out to be just a trick!"

He smiled grimly again, floated into the air, and quickly chased after him.

******

In the inn.

Anle's dark and ferocious body rushed through like lightning.

Every step would cause damage to the floor of the inn, and occasionally it would even actively smash the walls like a ferocious beast.

Countless pieces of wood shattered.

There was a constant crackling sound.

The ground was humming slightly.

It seemed like the wailing sound of this inn.

At the same time, there was another breath that seemed to be gradually awakening.

As his blood surged throughout his body, the temperature of the air around him continued to rise and slightly distorted.

Those evil spirits hiding in the corners dare not show their heads.

I didn't even dare to look at it for fear of being affected and hurt.

But from the corner not far in front of him, Lao Mo suddenly appeared.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"If this continues, the innkeeper will riot!"

Anle continued walking and laughed wildly.

"Heh... I just want to make it angry!"

He swung his right fist and another wall was smashed.

During the battle, Anle was always clear-headed and knew what he had to do.

When the inn is destroyed to a certain extent, its owner will wake up.

Then, it will be the best opportunity.

Suddenly, Anle felt a sweetness in his throat, as if a surge of blood was rushing up, but he forced it down.

Although Anle avoided the vital point of the sword that was aimed at his back.

But some of the sharp and bloody sword energy still cut through the ghost armor and remained in his body.

It was as if turbulent currents were flowing and running wildly in the body.

If Anle's body wasn't so incredibly strong, this sword would have seriously injured him.

Anle swallowed three healing pills.

When the drug spreads.

He still didn't forget to turn his head and shout loudly: "Xiang Feng old dog!"

"You don't know it yet! In fact, you have already gone crazy!"

Xiang Feng's expression behind him changed slightly, but was immediately replaced by a ferocious look.

Another streak of blood slashed down.

But at such a long distance, Anle easily avoided it.

"Hahaha, that evil sword has corroded your mind!"

Anle's laughter came from the darkness in front of him.

"Rather than saying that you refined the evil sword, it's better to say that the evil sword refined you!"

"It's really pitiful..."

Xiang Feng's eyes turned bloodshot and he shouted.

"Nonsense! Do you still want to disturb my mind?"

"Whether it is true or false, you know best."

"It's a pity that your two juniors were killed by a madman. It's so pitiful."

Hearing this, veins on Xiang Feng's forehead throbbed and his face became even more ferocious.

"I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy!"

His spiritual power poured out like running water, and his speed increased dramatically again as he tried to catch the hateful bitch in front of him.

Unknowingly, the blood-red flame on Xiang Feng's body burned even more vigorously.

******

Three minutes later.

The several floors of the inn were in ruins and a mess.

The process of the two people chasing each other was thrilling.

The aftermath alone caused extremely exaggerated damage.

It was like two hurricanes sweeping in, destroying any obstacles along the way.

In the process, many weak evil spirits were crushed to death.

Qiu Qing's bright red wedding room was also affected.

One of the walls was destroyed, allowing her to see the trajectory of the two figures, one black and one red, outside.

"His aura is so much stronger than it was back then?"

Looking at Anle's tall figure, Qiu Qing's heart trembled.

As for Xiang Feng's strength, she had already seen it a long time ago.

In comparison, Qiu Qing was secretly shocked that An Le was able to compete with him in such a short time.

At the same time, the scope of the destruction of the inn became larger and larger.

Qiu Qing's eyes became brighter, as if...she was expecting something.

******

Another corner.

Wan Xinrong, who was hiding in it, was terrified.

"How did that armored man become so strong?"

He still remembered that when he first entered the strange land, he was still able to slightly outmaneuver his opponent.

If it weren't for the fact that this weirdo seemed to know some special information, and if it weren't for the "bias" of this strange place, Wan Xinrong would have killed him long ago to avenge his disciple.

but now……

Not long ago, Xiang Feng, who was so scared that he fled in panic, was unable to do anything to this strange man for a while.

The occasional clashes between the two sides were actually almost evenly matched.

Soon, Wan Xinrong thought of the answer.

“Mysterious Jadeite!”

"It must be because of the mysterious chalcedony!"

He was jealous to the point of gnashing his teeth.

But on second thought, Wan Xinrong felt something was wrong.

The mysterious jadeite has the effect of breaking through the realm, but the weirdo obviously hasn't reached the golden elixir stage.

"Could it be that... he was only practicing Qi before!?"

"It's just that I have broken through to the foundation building stage now."

Realizing this, Wan Xinrong was shocked.

Just by practicing Qi, he possesses that kind of strength and can even kill those who have established their foundation!

As soon as you break through the foundation, you can compete with the perfect foundation.

Such talent... is too terrifying!

"Could he be a disciple of one of those major sects?"

The more Wan Xinrong thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

Apart from those who came from the world's top few sects, where else could there be such a terrifying talent?

He watched silently, holding the talisman in his hand, ready to run away at any time.

******

"Run? Why are you running?"

Xiang Feng's obviously crazy words echoed in the inn.

"You're quite talkative, aren't you? And now, all you know is running away?"

In front of him, Anle was running very fast, each step was more than ten meters away, leaving an afterimage.

It’s not flying, but it’s better than flying.

Although he was on the run, he was still relentless.

"I don't want to bully a lunatic!"

"You are almost completely controlled by the evil sword, your mind is lost and turbid, instead of chasing me, you might as well take care of yourself!"

Such sharp and harsh words were like arrows, striking directly at the flaws in Xiang Feng's heart.

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife!

No matter how much Xiang Feng wanted to deny this, he still vaguely understood in his remaining rationality that his mind had indeed been distorted by the evil sword.

Otherwise, he would never have taken action against Tan Feiyu and the other two.

It's just that he doesn't want to admit it.

"I said... I'm not crazy!"

Xiang Feng's face was almost distorted and he roared in anger.

The spiritual power and blood in the body surged together, and the flying sword moved as he wished.

A red light flashed across.

A large area of ​​wall and floor was cut open by the light of the evil sword.

The entire interior of the inn seemed to be cut open by this sword.

A wide hole appeared.

Buzz-buzz-

Then the whole inn began to buzz.

Obviously, the owner of the inn has woken up!

The first to bear the brunt was the furious Xiang Feng.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Under Anle's constant stimulation and the blood flames burning in his body, his rationality was quickly worn away.

The madness and bloodiness belonging to the evil sword invaded his mind.