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The dark wind of hell was unleashed, and behind Feng Wuhen, the followers all showed smiles.

They knew how powerful Feng Wuhen was.

Normally when the hell wind is unleashed, Feng Wuhen's opponent will die.

In the past, many talented people died under Feng Wuhen's hell wind.

The terrifying dark wind came from all directions, covering every location where Ye Qing was, penetrating everywhere.

"Boy, can your body still block it?"

Feng Wuhen smiled indifferently, as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

In fact, Feng Wuhen, with his cultivation at the fourth level of the God King, has been fighting Ye Qing until now, which is really nothing to be proud of.

However, Feng Wuhen was very happy to be able to suppress Ye Qing.

"Actually, I really want to know where do you get your confidence from? Did the so-called Rising Star List give it to you?"

Ye Qing looked indifferent, and in the next moment, a terrifying aura was released from his body.

His cultivation soared to the sixth level of the spirit realm in an instant!

The divine power in the body becomes more powerful.

After practicing in the forbidden road for a long time, Ye Qing fought continuously and was able to break through long ago.

Now, with a breakthrough in the battle, everything falls into place.

The cultivation of the sixth level of the spirit realm may be insignificant in the eyes of the God King.

However, the improvement to Ye Qing is still obvious.

The power of Ye Qing's sword became even more terrifying.

"Beiming Xiaoyao Kung!"

"Huan Ying kills Liao Luan!"

In an instant, Ye Qing used various terrifying ancient secret techniques.

Coupled with the influence of Qing Ning Jue, Ye Qing's combat power instantly soared to the limit!

His ancient secret technique is not the main killing move, but is in conjunction with the way of swordsmanship.

In the void, a wisp of black sword light came to kill mercilessly.

The ancient sword rhyme of killing, the invincible sword rhyme, the sword rhyme of annihilation, all kinds of terrifying sword rhymes are integrated into one.

The grace of this sword is unmatched by anyone!

In addition, Ye Qing broke through to the sixth level of the spirit realm. With one sword strike, all magic was destroyed. The dark wind of hell escaped and collapsed under the torn sword light.

Behind Feng Wuhen, the followers showed horrified expressions.

Feng Wuhen himself was shocked.

He never expected that even though the evil winds of hell were being unleashed, he still could not do anything to Ye Qing, and instead was broken by Ye Qing!

Ye Qing's kendo prowess is really terrifying.

"Crazy Wind Sword!"

Feng Wuhen's face was as gloomy as water. At this critical moment, he tried his best to activate the divine power in his body and condense the evil wind of hell again.

This time, it is not the pure wind of hell, but the wind of hell transformed into the mad sword of wind.

It comes in the form of a sword to kill.

The Crazy Wind Sword, carrying terrifying murderous intent, slashed through the void, locking onto Ye Qing's aura and moving at extremely high speeds.

"Master Feng will definitely win!"

"How can the characters on the Rising Star List be defeated by mere gods!"

"This kid has some talent, but he shouldn't be an enemy of Mr. Feng."

Feng Wuhen's followers have rekindled their hope.

Not long ago, they were thinking that after Feng Wuhen killed Ye Qing, he would seize the treasures from Ye Qing and give them some.

However, after a fierce battle, Feng Wuhen failed to take advantage. His followers were naturally disappointed and felt a sense of panic.

Many of them had ridiculed Ye Qing.

If Feng Wuhen dies, they may not be able to escape.

A few of them were making eye contact, as if they were looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Ye Qing.

However, without Feng Wuhen's order, they did not dare to act rashly.

Feng Wuhen hasn't tried his best yet.

If they attack in groups, they are afraid of losing Feng Wuhen's face.

The mad sword of wind stretches across the sky, unleashing murderous intent.

The next moment, the mad sword of wind struck, and was about to land on Ye Qing's head.

"go!"

As soon as Ye Qing thought of it, the sword glow regenerated.

The ancient killing sword rhyme, the power of the ancestral dragon, the power of the devil, and the blessings of various powers made Ye Qing's sword reach the pinnacle!

"Crack!"

The Crazy Wind Sword, which had almost condensed into substance, immediately collapsed.

At the same time, one of Feng Wuhen's arms was cut off on the spot.

The vitality in the body is rapidly passing away.

The Nirvana Sword Rhythm is destroying Feng Wuhen's vitality.

If he hadn't had a deep foundation, he might have fallen after being struck by Ye Qing's sword.

"you!"

Feng Wuhen's expression changed drastically. He had tried his best, but he didn't expect that Ye Qing's sword still destroyed all his means!

Feng Wuhen was severely injured, and the followers around him immediately panicked.

"Are you planning to watch the show all the time?" Feng Wuhen was angry.

There are more than a dozen followers around him, all of whom are in the second level of the God King.

If they can join forces, they can still put some pressure on Ye Qing.

Of course Feng Wuhen was very confident at the beginning, but after seeing Ye Qing's terrifying strength, Feng Wuhen could no longer hold his nerve.

Feng Wuhen's eyes were full of fierce murderous intent. Even if more than a dozen God Kings and Prodigies joined forces to kill Ye Qing, it would be disgraceful, and Feng Wuhen would still do it.

In an instant, many geniuses at the second level of the God King took action, bursting out with terrifying murderous intent, surging with divine power, and unleashed all kinds of killing moves, bombarding them indiscriminately.

"Use human wave tactics? Do you think it is effective?"

Ye Qing's face was very calm. The crowd tactics were simply stupid to deal with a sword cultivator!

They were bullying Ye Qing, who only had the cultivation level of the Spiritual Realm, and the divine power in his body could not support group battles.

However, they didn't know that Ye Qing still had the power of the ancestral dragon and the power of the devil in his body.

Divine power is just a part of Ye Qing.

Even though his divine power was exhausted, Ye Qing could still unleash his heaven-defying killing moves.

"Here comes the sword!"

As soon as Ye Qing thought about it, a giant sword came across the sky.

Visions arise.

Countless terrifying divine swords emerged in the void.

The phantoms of the divine swords were suspended around Ye Qing, with Ye Qing as the center.

At this moment, Ye Qing is a king of swords, ruling the world!

"kill!"

Ye Qing gave a low shout, and the ancient killing sword rhyme exploded, destroying everything and becoming unrivaled in the world.

The first person to bear the brunt was a follower beside Feng Wuhen. His body exploded under the attack of Ye Qing's sword light.

Countless sword shadows appeared between heaven and earth.

More than a dozen God Kings were all struck by the phantom of the Divine Sword in an instant.

The sword rhyme of killing in ancient times is extremely terrifying, and no one with the second level of God King can resist it.

In an instant, Ye Qing killed more than a dozen God Kings and Prodigies, shocking the entire audience.

In the sky, there was red blood spilled.

The crowd was shocked.

In addition to Feng Wuhen, there were also some casual cultivators present, and they were also interested in Ye Qing's top-quality artifact.

Originally, they wanted to seize the treasure while Ye Qing was seriously injured.

Now it seems that they may not have a chance.

Among the crowd, there was a red-haired young man with a gloomy face. He had been looking for opportunities but couldn't find any.

Ye Qing's strength was beyond the capabilities of the Fire Crow God King.

He once wanted to give up this mission.

However, the Fire Crow God King did not leave, he was lucky.

After all, Ye Qing had many enemies.

In the sky, Feng Wuhen's face was as gloomy as water, and blood continued to flow out of his broken arm.

"Ye Qing, you must die today!"

Feng Wuhen was full of murderous intent. Just now, he had sent out his spiritual thoughts to notify the forbidden eagle in the Ten Thousand Flowers Medicine Field.

The Forbidden Eagle will definitely be interested in Ye Qing's top-quality artifact. Once it knows Ye Qing's location, it will definitely come.


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