Sharma looked at Chen Feiyu and his master, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"So, are you going to fight with me?" Pandit glanced at the purple sword light that Chen Feiyu pointed at, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and said, "Objectively speaking, judging from your previous rumors, if you fight head-on, I am not your opponent, but..."

Although he admitted that he was not Chen Feiyu's opponent, except for a little more fear, he still looked freehand and was not worried about being killed by Chen Feiyu.

"But?" Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled, "As long as I want to kill you, there is no but."

After saying that, Chen Feiyu suddenly raised his purple sword light and pointed it at Pandit.

The powerful sword intent soared into the sky, covering the entire forest, and the snowflakes around were impacted by Chen Feiyu's sword intent, and stirred up around.

The wind and snow are swaying!

"But you will definitely not be able to kill me. You should have seen Sharma's illusion. Although she is not your opponent, her illusion is enough to affect you." Pandit stretched out three fingers and said proudly: "And my illusion's strength is more than three times that of Sharma. I don't need to fight you head-on. Relying on illusion is enough to trap you to death!"

Chen Feiyu frowned slightly at first, and then a sarcastic look flashed in his eyes: "Since your illusion is so strong that it is enough to trap me to death, why don't you take action so that you can kill me and go to the Holy See' to exchange for 'angel tears'?

You would rather stand in the woods and watch so many powerful people who blocked me die under my sword without moving. This is enough to show that your so-called illusion is simply a bluff, and you are by no means my opponent."

Pandit's face became slightly gloomy. He really wanted to kill Chen Feiyu in exchange for "angel's tears" to improve his cultivation.

But Chen Feiyu was right. Although he had already practiced illusion to the point of reaching the pinnacle, he was not sure enough when facing the rise of fame, killing many powerful people in the "late-stage legend" and possessing the inheritance of the Sword Immortal. He was even in danger of dying at Chen Feiyu if he was not careful.

That's why he kept hiding in the woods to observe Chen Feiyu's moves, and did not jump out and attack Chen Feiyu like the previous strong man.

Suddenly, Sharma said coldly: "Chen Feiyu, don't think that if you can break my illusion, you can break my master's illusion. My master's realm is very profound. Just in terms of illusion, it can be called the world's number one. Unless you know your weakness, no one can break it."

Chen Feiyu was slightly surprised. Sharma's words were not so much about retrieving the scene, but rather about reminding himself, was his previous guess correct?

He immediately fell silent.

Seeing that Chen Feiyu did not refute, Pandit raised a smile on his lips, turned his head and gave Sharma a look of praise, feeling that his precious apprentice had regained his face.

Then, he smiled and said, "The reason I don't attack you is because there is no need."

"Oh?" Chen Feiyu came to his senses and showed a suspicious look.

"I see the direction of your trip, you should be going to Nanluo City. Pope, Long Jingyun, Song Xuan and other powerful people are waiting for you in the cathedral of Nanluo City.

No matter how powerful you are, it will be a dead end when you arrive in Nanluo City, so I don’t have to attack you at all. It’s better to just pretend that you and me have never met you. How about you continue to go to your Nanluoyang City?"

"I, Chen Feiyu, have never been a person who seeks death. Since I dare to go to Nanluo City, I naturally have the confidence and confidence to win a great victory and get the 'Angelic Tears'.

On the contrary, if you take a step back, even if I really die in Nanluo City, it wouldn't be that you killed me, and you will not be able to get the 'angel tears', which is meaningless to you."

Pandit's face changed again.
Chapter completed!