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Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters Shattered Martial Saint Sword Light

Jiang Cheng suddenly burst out with energy and was about to rush forward, joining forces with Ye Fei to block the sword light. However, several figures also blocked Jiang Cheng's path in an instant.

"Jiang Cheng, we don't want to be your enemy, so please don't act rashly!"

"This is a battle between Lin Ying and Ye Fei. Let them decide the outcome by themselves."

The few strong young men blocking the road seemed to have good intentions, but they all unleashed all their strength to try to prevent Jiang Cheng from joining the battle.

"You! Anyone who stands in my way will die!" Jiang Cheng finally became furious. He did not expect that anyone would take Lin Ying's side. Even with Jiang Cheng's strength, he quickly severely injured all those who blocked the road.

But at this moment, the Martial Saint Sword Light released by Lin Ying had already mercilessly struck Ye Fei, "Haha, Ye Fei, it doesn't matter how talented you are, you won't die in my hands today!"

"Yeah?"

Ye Fei smiled slightly, facing the Martial Saint Sword without even looking at it. Suddenly, a bright purple and gold Tai Chi appeared on his body, blocking it in front of him.

"Hmph, is your move still useful in front of the Martial Saint?" Lin Ying showed disdain. The Martial Saint's sword light also easily split the Zijin Tai Chi into two pieces.

After all, this is the attack of the Martial Saint. Even if Zijin Taiji is invulnerable to all attacks, if the power exceeds the limit it can withstand, Zijin Taiji may still collapse.

This is how one force can defeat ten!

A flash of understanding flashed across Ye Fei's face. At the same time, the shattering of the Purple Gold Tai Chi did not dishearten Ye Fei. The War Demon Golden Body was already emitting a dazzling light.

boom!

With this layer of golden light, Ye Fei subconsciously punched the falling sword. Lin Ying continued to laugh disdainfully: "It's useless. No matter how strong your martial arts is, facing the attack of the Martial Saint, you

There is only one result, and that is death!"

bump!

The golden body of the war demon shattered in response, and the terrifying sword light continued to fall, but soon, countless mysterious scales suddenly appeared on Ye Fei's body, perfectly protecting his body.

At the same time, Ye Fei also pulled out the Imperial Holy Sword, concentrated all his sword power, and suddenly stabbed forward with a sword. The huge golden sword light finally blocked the Martial Saint Sword.

"How is it possible! How could you have so many defensive means, and you actually blocked the Martial Saint's sword!" Lin Ying couldn't believe that the killing sword he was so proud of was easily broken by Ye Fei.

What's even more terrifying is that Ye Fei made all these actions completely instinctively. He just did what he wanted to do without even thinking about it.

"Fighting instinct!"

Feeling Ye Fei's current state, Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered the fighting instinct that Jiang Min, a martial saint, had mentioned to him a long time ago.

Combat instinct does not improve the realm or strength of a warrior, but it allows the warrior to display all his martial arts in an extremely perfect manner.

"Fighting instinct is not a realm, but a state. But even many martial saints find it difficult to enter such a state throughout their lives!"

Jiang Cheng remembered what he had heard. After contacting Ye Fei's momentum at this time, he knew that Ye Fei had undoubtedly entered such a state.

Ye Fei was now fighting entirely with instinct. As he waved the holy sword, Lin Ying released the Martial Saint Sword Light, which first came to a standstill, and then with a loud bang, it was completely destroyed.

"This Martial Saint's sword light is good, but unfortunately, if it were used by the Martial Saint, I would never be able to resist it. As for you, you are just a clown!" Ye Fei smashed the Martial Saint's sword light and commented at the same time.

Lin Ying's face turned uglier than pig liver. He couldn't believe the scene before him. He raised his golden sword and roared angrily, "Ye Fei, how dare you destroy my Martial Saint Saber, do you know

…”

Snap!

Ye Fei suddenly appeared in front of Lin Ying. Without saying a word, he directly slapped Lin Ying from the sky to the ground.

A series of broken teeth floated in the air with Lin Ying's screams, and there was still a trace of blood foam. Ye Fei clapped his hands, shook his head coldly and said: "I don't know anything, I only know, you

Very much in need of a spanking!”

puff!

Lin Ying finally stumbled up from the ground. Hearing Ye Fei's words and looking at the broken teeth on the ground, he was so angry that he spurted blood into the sky.

"Ye Fei, I will fight with you today!" Lin Ying raised the golden sword angrily. He was very unconvinced, and endless sword light bloomed all over his body.

When Lin Ying's sword light was quickly shattered, Lin Ying fell to the ground again. No, strictly speaking, it was a human figure falling from the sky.

While shattering Lin Ying's sword light, Ye Fei's feet were like rockets, stepping straight on Lin Ying's head, pinning Lin Ying to the ground, unable to move.

Only then did Lin Ying realize that his head had been stepped on. The humiliation was so great that Lin Ying's handsome face was completely twisted in pain.

"Let...let me go, grandpa, grandpa will never let you go..." Lin Ying said every word, struggling crazily, trying to lift his head up.

Ye Fei kept stepping hard, stepping on Lin Ying's head. He shook his head disdainfully and said: "Lin Ying, besides relying on your Grandpa Wusheng, what else do you have? If you want to be the first,

Then defeat us openly and openly! If you use crooked ways, even if you defeat us, what you gain will never be glory, but shame!"

"Kill you. After I get out, I will let grandpa kill you!" Lin Ying lay on the ground, her face full of resentment and madness.

He was so angry that he lost his mind.

Ye Fei also shook his head, understanding that talking to people like Lin Ying was in vain. He raised his feet and was considering whether to capture Lin Ying and use him to deal with Lin Canghai's threat.

Suddenly, a burst of faint sounds came into the Wu Palace, causing all the young warriors present to look at Ye Fei in shock.

"Brother, that bastard Baili Zhen is chasing me, you must not come out!" That was Xia Jun's voice.

"Ye Fei, your sister is in my hands now. If you are willing to hand her over, I can consider not killing you! Humph!" The second voice was Baili Zhen's.

With these two voices, the young warriors who were still in shock finally came to their senses.

"It's Baili Zhen! Baili Zhen is actually outside Wu Palace!"

"Who is this Ye Fei? How could he offend Baili Zhen?"

Who among the warriors in the Fengxue Empire doesn't know that Baili Zhen is powerful and domineering, and is the strongest genius in the Fengxue Empire. Even many martial saints and powerful warriors do not dare to resist Baili Zhen's edge.

Lin Ying was already lying on the ground in despair, pretending to be dead. After hearing Baili Zhen's message, he suddenly laughed wildly again: "Hahaha, Ye Fei, aren't you very strong? What's the use of defeating me now?"

Not only have you offended my Lin family, but you have also offended a young king like Baili Zhen. Let me see how you die!" (To be continued)


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