"Bang!" In the terrifying cyclone, a figure flew out directly and fell to the sea.
"Ahem!" Feng Kong kept coughing out blood. His internal organs were shocked and he was a little embarrassed, but the murderous intent in his eyes remained unchanged.
Feng Kong's face was a little pale. The forceful fight with Ye Xiwen had already damaged his vitality. He had used his vitality to attack, but to his surprise, Ye Xiwen actually resisted.
The air waves dissipated, and Ye Xiwen's figure stood on the sea holding a sword. The domineering figure stood there, and the seawater swirled around him.
"It's really scary. The move just now is a secret that is not passed down among the Fengkong masters. It is said that their generation only taught Fengkong to one person. There were legends who were killed in the past, but I didn't expect it.
Ye Xiwen cannot be killed!"
"Every move depends on who is using it. If it is used by his elders, then it is not impossible to kill the legend, but Feng Kong doesn't have that skill, but even so, this Ye Xiwen is really terrifying
!”
"Yes, you can resist those terrifying moves. This kind of skill is definitely rare among the younger generation. No wonder you dare to challenge the Eighth Prince. With this kind of strength, the Eighth Prince more than ten years ago would have been no match.
Bar!"
"You are mistaken. It is the Eighth Prince who wants to fight him, not him who wants to challenge the Eighth Prince!"
"The Eighth Prince wants to use him as a stepping stone to conquer the first page in the world. Unfortunately, it seems that Ye Xiwen is not simple. If he wants to use him as a stepping stone, I am afraid he is overthinking!"
"You are stronger than I expected!" Feng Kong stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Xiwen coldly and said, "But it is precisely because of this that you are more desperate to die. The Eighth Prince's great cause. No one can
Anyone who blocks it will die!"
Feng Kong shouted loudly. The true energy in his body began to sweep away, and he stepped out with one foot, crushing the sea surface. At this time, the invisible killing intention condensed into a substantial killing intention. A phantom behind him gradually
appeared, it was a phantom holding a sword across the sky and earth.
Every time Feng Kong takes a step, the shadow behind him becomes taller. This shadow seems to have come from the ancient mythological era. With every step, a large part of the sea water is evaporated, and the monsters in the sea are killed and wounded countless times, as if they are
An ancient god.
God of Swords!
Ye Xiwen suddenly frowned and was stunned. This move was somewhat similar to the Tianyuan Mirror's evolution of the Demon King's Shadow, both of which could summon the shadow of an ancient powerful man. However, this move was more expensive than him.
Clearly. He is okay because there is a Tianyuan Mirror emitting it and there are endless spiritual stones to consume.
But what about Feng Kong!
Ye Xiwen took a look, and sure enough, Feng Kong's face became even paler, and dense drops of sweat on his face had fallen to the ground. With every step he took, the god of swords became more powerful, walking faster and faster, striding forward with terrifying power.
Pressed, pressed hard on Ye Xiwen.
This is a lunatic, this is the only thought left in Ye Xiwen's mind!
This sword god's power increases with every step he takes, but at the same time, the consumption increases. Ye Xiwen dare not say that he can bear this kind of terrifying consumption, but Feng Kong endured it.
.
Feng Kong is walking faster and faster. Now he is no longer consuming the real energy in his body, but is consuming the vitality in his body and overdrawing his life.
Feng Kong didn't have as much money as Ye Xiwen, and he couldn't afford the consumption that only ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones could produce. The phantom of the ancient sword god consumed a lot. Although it was not as big as the demon lord's phantom, it was far more than that.
He can afford it.
Ye Xiwen could almost see that Feng Kong's original youthful appearance was transforming into middle-aged and old at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Is it worth doing this for the so-called eighth prince? Ye Xiwen doesn't understand!
Many of the disciples watching the battle didn't understand either. Although they didn't know how much the consumption here was, they still had good eyesight and could see that Feng Kong was overdrawing his own life and would rather overdraw his own life.
Want to kill Ye Xiwen.
For a warrior, time is precious. Needless to say, warriors at each stage have different lengths of time. The innate realm is two hundred years, while the true master is five hundred years. Only if you have enough time
, so that the warrior can go further and finally achieve the legendary immortality.
Although immortality is only a realm in rumors, each level will increase the corresponding realm, which makes many people believe that as long as they keep practicing, they will one day be able to realize immortality sooner or later.
So even one minute and one second is very precious to a warrior, not to mention that Feng Kong has wasted so many years of life, almost burning his life year by year, this kind of crazy
The way it is done is simply jaw-dropping.
Finally, the ancient sword god took action, slashing out with a fierce sword. The whole long sword was swung, the air was cut, the sea water was evaporated, and a terrifying sense of oppression hit Ye Xiwen's body.
Under this giant sword, Ye Xiwen was like an ant, with a terrifying power.
Ye Xiwen's heart was slightly shaken, but he had no other choice. He walked with mysterious steps and danced the sword in his hand. This was a terrible attack, and he faced it.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Every time Ye Xiwen collided with the long sword in the hand of the ancient sword god, the endless air exploded, and the aftermath swept like a storm.
Everyone was stunned. Ye Xiwen was so terrifying. When faced with such a terrifying technique, he could actually hold on and counterattack the constant counterattacks.
There was a trace of blood seeping out from the corner of Ye Xiwen's mouth, but he didn't feel it was anything. The opponent was burning his life to attack, and he just shed some blood, but it didn't count as anything.
He could feel this terrifying pressure. An ordinary person would have been cut in half long ago.
But Ye Xiwen's hegemonic body is too powerful. The "Hegemony Body Technique" itself is to train the physical body into a hegemonic body that can even tear apart the innate gods and demons. This shows how terrifying this physical body is.
and become stronger.
What's more, there is a Tianyuan Mirror inside, which shares a huge part of the strength. Otherwise, Ye Xiwen wouldn't just have bleeding from the corner of his mouth. After all, Ye Xiwen is fighting with others head-on!
This is a real hard fight!
Ye Xiwen was trying his best, and now it was up to the two sides to see who could not hold on first. Ye Xiwen was waiting. Feng Kong originally wanted to kill him first, but he soon realized that it was not possible and wanted to fight quickly. Now it is Ye Xiwen's turn.
, to consume the wind and air.
Now Ye Xiwen has mobilized all his true energy, trying his best to immerse himself in the way of swordsmanship and not be affected by his terrifying coercion.
This pressure is really terrible. Just like the Tianyuan Mirror suppresses the demons, this sword god suppresses the sword users to an unimaginable level. This is the god of sword users.
Ye Xiwen could only immerse himself in the terrifying sword intent, use that sword intent to counterattack, and kill intuitively and cruelly, without caring about anything else.
No joy, no worries, no emotion at all!
"You must die!" Feng Kong coughed blood, his hair was already half white. The sword god behind him suddenly swung his long sword, and the endless sword energy attacked Ye Xiwen.
These sword energies were like brilliant stars, forming a river of swords, setting off a huge wave of swords and rushing toward Ye Xiwen.
When facing this wave of swords, Ye Xiwen suddenly felt like he was about to suffocate, and the air was instantly evaporated.
Sword waves surged forward, and terrifying energy pressed in. Every sword energy contained the supreme truth of the sword. Even with the strength of Ye Xiwen's body, it was forced to make his bones creak.
This phantom has been pushed to the extreme by Feng Kong to kill Ye Xiwen. At this moment, only this phantom and his sword are left in the world!
"It's too scary. Who can take this sword?"
"Feng Kong is indeed a peerless genius. He is the so-called peerless genius in their sect. His combat power is really terrifying to the extreme. It's a pity that it ends here. Even if he can kill Ye Xiwen, he has overdrafted so much.
Judging from my life, there is no way I can hold on much longer!”
Countless disciples around him were amazed. They could feel the horror of this phantom just by watching, but Ye Xiwen actually managed to resist it.
Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth and felt that the world was shattered, entering the great cycle of heaven and earth, and the endless earth was shattered.
Ye Xiwen was not afraid. The stronger the opponent, the stronger Ye Xiwen's counterattack. Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth and waited for the opportunity.
"Ahem!" Finally, Feng Kong coughed, his hands shook, and the entire phantom's movement stopped.
"Ah!" Ye Xiwen let out a clear whistle, and when he got the sword, his sword suddenly became stronger and rose into the sky. At that moment, he crushed all the clouds and slashed down towards the phantom.
"Pfft!" The entire phantom was cut in half by the long sword at that moment. At that moment, it was pierced, and the endless sword intent crushed the phantom of the sword god.
At that moment, the phantom of the sword god collapsed and turned into stars scattered between the sky and the earth.
"Poof!" Feng Kong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a sword was thrust into his chest at some point. It was the sword Ye Xiwen snatched from his hand. His vitality was crushed by the sword's will, bit by bit.
As the blood trickles out.
The consciousness in my mind gradually blurred, and I could vaguely hear someone calling.
A scene that I had experienced before appeared in my mind.
He was born as an orphan. When he was a child, he fought with dogs for food, met his master, was taken back, became a genius in the spotlight, and then met him!
"Let us conquer the world and bring it under the unified rule so that things like yours will never happen again!"
"Boom!" Feng Kong fell down and slowly sank into the sea water.
