"One shot of annihilation!"

Faced with the violent attack of Sikong Xuanpeng Emperor's battle spirit, Ye Feng had no intention of backing down, and directly used the second type of death-killing gun, the Nirvana Shot. The terrifying gun light shot out crazily, and the gun light turned into a stream of destruction.

, with terrifying destructive power flowing on it. It instantly collided with the violent attack of the Penghuang War Spirit.

The terrifying sound of "rumbling" was heard, and the power of destruction spread in the void. Under the powerful concussive force, Ye Feng's body was shaken back and forth, and blood bleeded from the corners of his mouth.

Sikong Xuan's Penghuang War Spirit also felt uncomfortable. He let out a mournful cry after being shaken, and his huge body shook violently, and the light on his body dimmed a lot.

"kill!"

Sikong Xuan's eyes were cold. Taking advantage of the opportunity that Ye Feng was injured by his fighting spirit, he stepped out with lightning speed and slapped Ye Feng's body with several extremely violent palm prints!

Ye Feng raised his hand to resist, but was shaken back by Sikong Xuan's attack.

"Go to hell!"

Seeing that Ye Feng was caught off guard, Sikong Xuan's lips curved into a sneer, and the green long sword in his hand stabbed out one after another, releasing streaks of green sword energy in the void. The sword energy was sharp and domineering, and every sword was so

He was so precise that he didn't want to give Ye Feng any chance.

"Sikong Xuan was really angered by Ye Feng. Now is Sikong Xuan's true strength. He is simply too powerful!"

Seeing that Sikong Xuan was gradually gaining the upper hand in the scene, the crowd's eyes flickered, with shock in their expressions.

"Sikong Xuan has become angry, and his strength will inevitably become more terrifying. Ye Feng may be in danger!"

Seeing that Sikong Xuan's strength is getting stronger and stronger, some strong people guessed.

"Father, I think Ye Feng seems to be defeated!"

In the direction of the Mu family camp, Mu Tianlong said to Mr. Mu.

"Winning or losing is a common thing for a military strategist. What's more, Xiaofeng's cultivation level is so much lower than that of his opponent. Failure is normal. When Xiaofeng's cultivation level reaches the peak of Zhenwu, he will definitely be able to wash away today's shame."

The vicissitudes of Mr. Mu's eyes flashed with satisfaction. Fighting across the six realms, his grandson was already good enough.

A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and the bright silver spear technique of the Dacheng Realm was released. A faint battle light shone on his body, and a battle armor appeared, instantly covering Ye Feng's body. His defense instantly increased by several points.

grade.

A powerful gun power bloomed from the gentian bright silver gun, which was integrated with the power of the gun in the early stage of entering the physical realm. It constantly collided with Sikong Xuan's long sword, making a harsh metal collision sound.

"Trash, now do you know the gap between you and me?"

Sikong Xuan looked proud and spoke to Ye Feng.

"It's really ridiculous. Your peak Zhenwu cultivation level actually looks for superiority in me, a third-level Zhenwu person. If I were at the same level as you, why would I need a second move to kill you?

Ye Feng's expression was filled with mockery and he spoke calmly. The spear in his hand continued to hit hard, and the spear's light was sharp and domineering, and he was able to stop his disadvantage in a short time.

"act recklessly!"

Sikong Xuan's words were cold, and then he saw his long sword shaking, and he yelled loudly: "The shadow of the sword will follow!"

The sword shadow followed, and the long sword in Sikong Xuan's hand instantly transformed into thousands of sword shadows. Each sword shadow had the power to kill a strong man at the peak of Zhenwu.

He thrust out his sword, and the sharp sword energy instantly filled the entire space, turning into a sword energy prison in the void, sealing Ye Feng's body inside.

The sound of "squeaking" continued, and the terrifying sword energy continued to strangle Ye Feng's body, seeming to cut small cracks in the God of War armor on Ye Feng's body.

"Go to hell!"

Almost at the same time, Sikong Xuan roared, and the thousands of sword shadows came towards Ye Feng's body in an instant, occupying the entire space!

"It's over, it's over for Ye Feng! Sikong Xuan's sword shadow accompanying him is simply too powerful. Ye Feng cannot compete with it at all. Ye Feng will be chopped into pieces by that terrifying sword shadow!"

Seeing this horrifying scene, the eyes of everyone present flashed with expressions of extreme horror. Even if they were far away, they could feel the power of the powerful sword energy, which was simply irresistible!

Ye Feng's expression was ugly. Sikong Xuan relied on his huge cultivation advantage to constantly threaten his life. This fencing shadow accompanying him was a sure blow.

However, Ye Feng was not one to sit back and wait for death.

Suddenly, on Ye Feng's body, a powerful spear spirit bloomed. The terrifying spear light merged with the power of heaven and earth. The power of heaven and earth entering the physical realm can communicate with the power of the great avenue of heaven and earth.

The power of the fused spear light was even more terrifying, instantly strangulating and shattering the terrifying sword energy prison sealed around Ye Feng.

Almost at the same time, the spear in Ye Feng's hand shone with a terrifying sharp light, and he shot out with a shot. The light of the spear seemed to pierce through the space. It was a truly powerful offensive force with irresistible power.

"A fatal shot!"

This shot is the third fatal shot in the fatal shooting. This shot incorporates the strongest power that Ye Feng has comprehended. This shot is usually only used when Ye Feng wants to kill someone.

Now, facing Sikong Xuan's accompanying sword shadow, Ye Feng had no choice but to use a fatal shot to resist.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

When the gun light collided with the endless sword shadow, there was a constant sound of explosions. Ye Feng's gun was indestructible, shattering the terrifying sword shadows one after another.

The gun light is like a destructive thunderstorm coming from the sky, destroying everything wherever it goes!

Because the speed of the spear light was so fast, it arrived in front of Sikong Xuan in an instant after penetrating the sword shadows.

Sikong Xuan's face turned livid, and his body became illusive. He wanted to dodge, but it was still too late. The terrifying gun light penetrated one of his shoulders, and blood bloomed.

Sikong Xuan let out a scream, a terrifying murderous intention erupted in his eyes, and a palm print of destruction was shot. The palm print was both real and fake, and it fell on Ye Feng's body in an instant.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and with that terrifying force, Ye Feng's body was knocked backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood!

"die!"

Blood-red light was released from Sikong Xuan's pupils, and the powerful palm print was shot towards Ye Feng's body again, bursting out with peak power. This attack was several times more powerful than any previous palm print made by Sikong Xuan. It was completely aimed at

It’s for Ye Feng’s life!

"this……"

Seeing this horrifying scene, the eyes of many strong men present froze. They never dreamed that Ye Feng, who was at the third level of Zhenwu Realm, could actually force the powerful Sikong Xuan to such an extent.

And this palm should be the final end of this battle, and Ye Feng should be unable to resist anymore!

Ye Feng's expression was cold, and he mobilized his strongest power, and the power of heaven and earth that entered the physical realm merged into his palm. He struck out with a palm, and terrifying destructive power flowed on the palm print.

"court death!"

Seeing that Ye Feng still wanted to resist in the face of his palm prints, Sikong Xuan sneered, and a stronger power bloomed from his body, acting on his palm prints, making his palm prints even more powerful!

However, at the moment when the two palm prints were about to collide, a hot flame rose from Ye Feng's palm print, and the temperature in the space suddenly increased.

At this moment, only the terrifying sound of "rumbling" was heard. The palm prints of the two people collided at this moment, and Ye Feng's body was knocked back again.

"call!"

However, the moment their palm prints collided, the terrifying flames attached to Ye Feng's palm prints instantly spread to Sikong Xuan's arm.

The flames were so fierce that Sikong Xuan felt a sharp pain on his fingers. In just a moment, his entire arm was scorched black by the terrifying flames, and filled with a pungent burning smell.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, Ye Feng's body moved, and his body turned into a star stream, which instantly landed in front of Sikong Xuan.

Sikong Xuan's face was cold. He wanted to take another palm print, but he saw a pair of different pupils. The pupils were filled with the terrifying power of dreams. Just one look seemed to make him fall into it.

"What kind of person am I, Sikong Xuan? How can I be fascinated by you? Get out of my way!"

Under the attack of Ye Feng's powerful dream power, Sikong Xuan roared and tried his best to stay awake.

"Yeah?"

Ye Feng sneered with bright red blood on the corners of his mouth. His pupils became even more monstrous at this moment, and the powerful power of dreams instantly enveloped Sikong Xuan's body.

Sikong Xuan resisted with all his strength, trying to use his own energy to dispel the power of the dream, but found that it was impossible to do so.

The power of the terrifying dream was rapidly seeping into his body! Not long after, the body of Sikong Xuan, who had been so violent before, became still, his eyes became blurred, and finally he closed them completely.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

Seeing this scene, the hearts of everyone present seemed to have stopped beating, and they stared blankly at what was happening in front of them.

In the dream space, Sikong Xuan's body gradually solidified. Looking at this completely unfamiliar space, Sikong Xuan's expression changed slightly and said, "Where is this place? Why do I appear here?"

Sikong Xuan's expression was a little surprised. Although he witnessed Wei Zhentian's defeat because he was confused by Ye Feng's dream power, what he saw was only the surface. He had no idea what it would be like to be dreamed.

"This is your dream."

A voice came into Sikong Xuan's ears, and the next moment, opposite Sikong Xuan, a figure gradually solidified, it was Ye Feng!

"You are at the ninth level of Zhenwu, your spiritual will is nothing more than this. It's ridiculous that you are so proud of yourself for taking the first place in the spiritual will competition!"

Ye Feng stepped towards the direction of Sikong Xuan and said sarcastically.

Sikong Xuan's expression was ugly. He knew that what Ye Feng said was true. If he had a stronger spiritual will than Ye Feng, he would not be affected by the power of Ye Feng's dreams.

Just now, the reason why he was easily created a dream by Ye Feng proved that there was a huge gap between the two people's spiritual will.

"What about the dream space? As long as you have enough power, no matter how solid the dream space is, it will still be broken!"

Sikong Xuan's eyes turned cold. How could he just accept his fate? He waved his palm and wanted to slap Ye Feng's body.

"act recklessly!"

Ye Feng shouted coldly, and took the first shot of the terrifying big palm print. At this moment, there was only a snap sound, and the big palm print fell from the top of Sikong Xuan's head, slamming Sikong Xuan's body to the ground, unable to do anything.
To be continued...