The Tai Chi sword cauldron activated by Ye Fei's burning blood just now really scared him. If the sword cauldron was smashed out, he, the number one sword palace, would most likely be defeated. However, Mabie Shenjun's secret attack failed.
It gave Xue Qianqiu time to breathe.
Taking advantage of this little time, Xue Qianqiu suddenly burned his own ninth-grade bloodline, and the blazing blood flames burned, forming a huge cross-shaped sword energy crack.
When they saw the crack, Jian Sansheng, Ma Fang, and Lan Yi all showed surprises on their faces, "Qianqiu finally couldn't help himself and used his magical power!"
The natal magical power is a special magical power that can only be possessed by bloodline warriors. The stronger the bloodline, the more terrifying the awakened natal magical power is.
Many warriors watching the battle were horrified to discover that no one had ever been able to force Xue Qianqiu to reveal his own magical power. Even in the face of the wind and cloud, Xue Qianqiu resisted not exposing himself, but when facing Ye
Fei, facing Ye Fei's talent in swordsmanship that was stronger than him, Xue Qianqiu could not help but feel jealous in her heart.
Later, this jealousy turned into a strong murderous intention, and the whole sky was filled with Xue Qianqiu's roar like a god and a demon.
"Ye Fei, let me show you my Xue Qianqiu's strongest weapon, the Sky-Splitting Cross Sword!"
boom!
The whistling blood flames wrapped around the soul of the Sky-Splitting Sword, and actually formed a special Sky-Splitting Divine Sword. The Divine Sword fell silently, and the void had left the huge cross gap. The endless sword light and the power of the Sky-Splitting Sky came from that gap.
In the middle, it surged out wildly.
This is Xue Qianqiu's strongest combat power. When he saw Xue Qianqiu displaying such magical powers of swordsmanship, Ma Bie's cold face showed a sinister smile of a successful conspiracy.
Niu Hao, who was coming, roared angrily, "Mabie, how dare you... Ye Fei, hide now!"
In Niu Hao's view, no matter how strong Ye Fei is, he can only be as strong as Xue Qianqiu in combat. Under such circumstances, Ye Fei, who loses the Tai Chi Sword Cauldron, will most likely miss and be killed by Xue Qianqiu.
Mabie did not give Niu Hao any room to intervene. The sneak attack failed. He immediately turned around and rushed towards Niu Hao. The two gods actually started fighting outside the sword wall again.
Xue Qianqiu also took advantage of this opportunity and used all his strength to slash out the Sky Cross Sword. On his face was a look of relief and a smile of victory.
"Ye Fei, I admit that you are very strong, but you still died in my hands after all! Your sword master, everything about you, will belong to me!" Xue Qianqiu's tone was cold, as if looking at a dead person.
, looking at Ye Fei, "This is the difference between you and me. A difference in thought is the difference between life and death!"
Boom!
At this time, Ye Fei's body moved. Although the Tai Chi Sword Cauldron was destroyed by Ma Bie, this did not mean that he could only sit back and wait for death.
A stronger and more intense sword light suddenly erupted from Ye Fei's body, but what erupted this sword light was not the mysterious force or the power of blood, but the power of Ye Fei's sword soul!
Faced with this life and death crisis, Ye Fei decisively burned his immortal sword soul, and the infinite sword soul power formed a blazing light of the divine sword.
This is also the light of immortality, the light of destruction. In a trance, Ye Fei seemed to have returned to the battlefield inside the sword wall. He watched a girl named Si Youran dancing, singing, and endless sword light. From that song and dance
Ye Fei couldn't sing or dance, but when he raised the black gold imperial sword in his hand, he couldn't help himself, and the sound of the sword was already singing in his mouth.
"There is a spirit in the sky, and the sword has a soul... The sword has a soul, so how can the enemy exist..." Ye Fei wields his sword like a song, as magnificent as a thousand-mile river, or like stars in the sky.
The bright sword light finally turned into a vortex of destructive swords, like a nebula, swallowing up Xue Qianqiu's sword, and even Xue Qianqiu's body.
Then, Xue Qianqiu's screams came out from the whirlpool of swords, and a bloody man was seen, with layers of sword light, trying to struggle out of the whirlpool.
The number one in the Sword Palace is Snow Qianqiu.
However, as the number one person in the Sword Palace, Xue Qianqiu is indeed extremely powerful. The immortal sword light of Ye Fei's burning sword soul was unable to kill this person, but could only seriously injure him.
"Ye Fei, I, Xue Qianqiu, will not kill you, and I swear that I will not be a human being!" Even if he was seriously injured, Xue Qianqiu still roared like a beast. He is the strongest genius in the Sword Palace. In his life, he has only lost to two people, one
It's Fengyun, one person, but it's Ye Fei.
He was convinced when he lost to Feng Yun, but he was completely dissatisfied when he lost to Ye Fei and Xue Qianqiu, who were born in Cao Mang!
"Don't worry, you can't be a human, you can only be a ghost under my sword!" Ye Fei didn't stop, angry at Mabie's sneak attack, he just kept doing it and burned the sword soul again to kill Xue Qianqiu.
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Xue Qianqiu's blood-red face suddenly flashed with fear. Suddenly he took out a divine scroll, threw it into the sky and shouted: "God Lord, save me!"
boom!
The scroll opened, and it turned out to be a projection scroll. At the same time, the projection of a divine king had already walked out of the scroll and walked out slowly. Ye Fei was immediately disgusted. Everywhere in Qingzhou, Feng Heng relied on Fengyun's projection scroll.
, making him unable to kill.
At this time, Xue Qianqiu actually had such a scroll and summoned the projection of the god to help out. "Don't you god kings think it's too despicable?" Ye Fei cursed angrily. He wanted to go past the projection of the god to hunt down Xue.
Qianqiu.
The projection of the God Lord stretched out his hand with an indifferent expression, condensed his sword fingers, and pointed directly at Ye Fei's forehead, "Despicable? Without strength, that is despicable! You are as humble as you, but you are not qualified to stand in front of me and die.
Bar!"
This god showed his ruthlessness and decided to kill Ye Fei.
Ye Fei's expression suddenly became cold. There was no fear on his face, only deep disappointment and anger, "This is the so-called Sword Palace. This is the Sword Palace that I have worked hard to long for? Sword
Is the palace empty?"
boom!
Ye Fei's words were like thunder, exploding throughout the entire Jianmen. At this time, all the mountain peaks cast a gaze, looking here with complicated expressions. Then, they looked at the tallest and largest mountain peak and saw that
On the mountain peak, a slovenly Taoist man was chewing on a chicken leg and looking at the battle at Jianbi with his dim eyes.
Then, this man suddenly threw the chicken drumstick in his hand. The ordinary drumstick turned into an extremely sharp sword light and whizzed away. In an instant, it hit the projection god. The projection collapsed immediately.
, and the scroll was blown into ashes.
"Boy, you are right. Except for the old Taoist, no one in this Sword Palace can be considered a human being, especially these two bugs. Who allowed you to do something in the Sword Gate? Don't you know that the Divine Lord is
Are you not allowed to enter this place?"
While speaking, two more chicken legs were smashed out, hitting Mabie and Niu Hao respectively, who were fighting in a ball. The bodies of these two divine kings were shaken violently, and then they retreated wildly. Niu Hao's expression suddenly changed.
Pale. Mabie was even beaten up by the chicken leg, his face became bruised and swollen, and he spit out a mouthful of blood from anger on the spot. (To be continued)