Chapter 1697

He pounced angrily, waved the evil sword condensed by the evil power in his hand, and swept it fiercely towards Song Fei's chest. Song Fei retreated gently and retreated thousands of kilometers in the twinkling of an eye, just avoiding the edge of the evil sword.

"Spear of evil god!" the sword of evil God turned into a pale light and shot at Song Fei's chest. Song Fei pulled up and avoided the edge again.

In the distance, nu Jia said coldly, "will the genius of the fairyland only stop? Or do you think you have a lot of time now?"

"Neither!" Song Fei shook his head. "I just want to know more about the extent of the so-called genius of the evil sect, which is useful for killing other geniuses. There is a saying in our fairy world that sharpening a knife is not a mistake for cutting firewood. You are just a crude sharpener."

Nujia threw out again, flying quickly and saying coldly: "180000 years ago, I made my debut and killed one of the first-class immortal experts, causing six immortal experts to chase me. In that war, I suffered heavy losses and fell into the land of death several times. Finally, I killed six immortal experts with my broken body. Since then, the name of nujia has spread in this battlefield."

The evil spirit turned into a long gun spanning thousands of kilometers and swept Song Fei's body. Song Fei leaned back, and the evil spirit's gun swept close to the tip of his nose.

Nujia continued: "a hundred thousand years ago, because nujia was so famous, the fairy world sent out a total of 18 celestial beings of the same level as me to kill me. The war lasted three days and three nights. I chased 180 million miles and killed all the enemies. The white bones made my name resound in the battlefield again. From now on, as long as I have a place where nujia is, people in the fairy world will walk around."

"Fifty thousand years ago, an expert who claimed to be the descendant of the White Emperor came to fight with me, and I killed him only for a cup of tea."

"Later, his brother came to avenge him and died under the sword of my evil god."

"Thirty thousand years ago, my nujia was a nightmare on the whole battlefield. As long as I smell my nujia name, both the old generation of immortals and the young generation of geniuses have to avoid sanshe. Yue Tianyu, I want to tell you that my nujia reputation is far from comparable to those who fish for fame and reputation. Today let me see what the genius boasted by people in the fairy world is superior. Hammer of evil gods ！”

A huge light hammer like a huge mountain was formed above Song Fei's head. With a roar of anger, it hit song Fei's head hard.

Under the huge light hammer, Song Fei's body was like dust. Then he was shot hard and sank into the light hammer.

In the distance, the young man who came with nujia suddenly laughed loudly and said, "hahaha, it turns out that the genius boasted by the people in the fairy world is only this level. Even if I'm weak, I can hold up a few rounds in the hands of brother nujia."

Angrily shook his head: "it turns out that he is really a man fishing for fame. It's useless for me to pay so much attention to him. I went here to encircle him. It's a waste of my blood. It's boring. It's very boring."

After that, he turned angrily and said faintly to his companion, "go clean up the battlefield and give me his magic weapon."

When he turned around, nu Jia suddenly saw a surprised expression in his companion's eyes, and then the audience pointed to the distance behind him, feeling a little excited.

"What?" Nu Jia wondered, then turned around and saw that the light of the evil god's hammer was dissipating. In the white light, suddenly a small black spot rushed out. The small black spot changed from small to large, and soon filled Nu Jia's whole eyes.

But Song Fei rushed out of the light dissipated by the evil god light hammer, rushed to him in the twinkling of an eye, and then grabbed his right hand at the Nu Jia's head.

A feeling of danger suddenly came. In a hurry, he angrily roared, "Yue Tianyu!"

Angrily, he subconsciously gathered the sword of evil god, held the sword in both hands and swept Song Fei's chest.

The next moment, nu Jia saw Song Fei's disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth. Facing his evil god's sword, he didn't avoid it and continued to grasp his head.

An idea suddenly arose in Nu Jia's heart: does he want to draw with me in the way of losing both sides?

But then, nu Jia knew that he was thinking too much. His evil sword was cut on Song Fei's chest like a huge wave on a reef. The white streamer aroused dissipated on Song Fei's chest like a spray. Song Fei opposite him, his speed was not reduced, and his right hand was about to buckle his head.

"How can his flesh be so terrible!" although he has heard that Yue Tianyu's flesh is strong, nu Jia has always despised when he heard this information. He has seen a lot of powerful immortals, and they have not collapsed under his evil sword one by one?

But at present, Song Fei's physical strength exceeds Nu Jia's cognition.

"No!" Nu Jia suddenly drank. If Song Fei's powerful body clasped his head, he seemed to see the scene that his head was crushed in an instant. The power of evil believers came from the soul. If the soul was destroyed, it would be the end of death.

Subconsciously, angrily repel.

Opposite, Song Fei sneered, "don't you think it's too late to retreat now?"

Nujia's speed is fast, but Song Fei's speed is faster. The strong man who cultivates the flesh body is faster than the Dharma. What's more, Song Fei cultivates the most anti heaven body Dharma formula, the golden body. When the speed reaches the extreme, it is not comparable to the master of the celestial realm. With the full outbreak of Song Fei's speed, Song Fei's speed is far faster than nujia's imagination, Flying close to nujia's body, nujia can't put Song Fei's close to him anyway.

Looking at the expression in Song Fei's eyes like a cat playing with a mouse, nu Jia finally found that he had always been a trivial clown in the other party's eyes, and the other party had been playing with himself between applause.

This "significant" discovery completely angered nujia. He was a genius of the evil sect and a fearless evil star in the fairy world. His pride was engraved in his bones. He never thought that he would be played with by an opponent whose level was lower than his own.

Song Fei severely trampled on his strong self-esteem, and his killing intention broke out uncontrollably. The raging flame was going to burn the other party.

Instead of retreating, he was dominated by anger and rushed forward again with the sword of evil god in his hand towards Song Fei.

"Brother nujia!" the companions behind shouted in surprise. Even bystanders found that there was a great difference in strength between the two sides in this battle. This time, they saw nujia rush forward and shouted in horror.

Song Fei's expression was bland. Looking at his face, he became angry and twisted. He smiled softly: "it's really a face without life. Can't the so-called genius stand the blow?"