This powerful magic knife attack was just done by Mo Song at will. In his opinion, with his current strength, dealing with Yi Feng is simply a matter of hands. How can a junior who has entered the second level of the gods be able to compete with him?
confrontation.
The huge magic knife carried great power and struck Yi Feng heavily.
Yi Feng raised his arm, stretched out his right hand, and faced the magic knife.
"Is this kid just stupid?"
Mo Song frowned slightly. He did not expect that Yi Feng would use his physical palm to catch his attack. Even if this attack was done casually by him, it still had the power of the late stage of trance or even the peak. The opponent did not want to avoid it.
If you want to pick her up hard, and use your palms to pick her up, you are stupid, so what are you?
"No, it could be that the other party wants to destroy his body. Then I won't get anything."
Mo Song suddenly realized that he had shown that he was interested in the other party's body, and now the other party clearly wanted to destroy himself so that he would gain nothing.
Thinking of this, Mo Song hurriedly wanted to take back the magic knife.
Bang!
At this time, Yi Feng took the first step, and suddenly grabbed the magic sword with his palm, making a muffled sound, and the magic sword in the late stage of the divine realm disappeared directly.
"Don't use such attacks, and you won't be afraid of losing the face of a strong Immortal Realm person."
Yi Feng looked at Mo Song and said calmly.
Mo Song's expression changed, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that his attack would be broken by the opponent so easily.
"It seems that I underestimated you. I didn't expect that you still have a chance. In this case, you can take another move from me, Thousand Demon Sword!"
Mo Song's interest in Yi Feng became more and more intense. The stronger the opponent showed, the happier Mo Song was. With this body, his strength could be restored quickly.
Mo Song raised his arm, curled his fingers into a sword, and pointed at Yi Feng. Around Mo Song, demonic black lights appeared. The light shone and transformed into pitch black swords. These swords were only about three feet long, each one
They all contain powerful demonic power and are densely packed.
"go!"
Following Mo Song's soft drink, countless sword lights rushed towards Yi Feng like meteors chasing the moon. This kind of ranged attack no longer gave Yi Feng any room to evade, so the opponent could only attack Yi Feng head-on.
Being despised by Yi Feng made Mo Song feel angry and launched a range of attacks. The power of each black sword reached the peak of the divine realm. With so many sharp swords, he did not believe that Yi Feng could still fight against them.
Of course, Mo Song did not intend to kill Yi Feng directly. He just wanted to make Yi Feng feel fear and despair, and finally give up resistance and obediently become his own body.
The black sword light came quickly, and the opponent did not give him any room to dodge, so he had no need to dodge.
A faint multicolored light emerged from Yi Feng's body, transforming into a multicolored light mask.
Bang bang bang...
Those black sword lights fell on the colorful light shield, making bursts of bang bang muffled sounds. The light shield showed no signs of breaking. Instead, the black sword lights continued to dissipate, and in a few breaths, they completely disappeared.
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"What! How is that possible?"
This time, Mo Song was really shocked. A range attack that was comparable to the peak of the realm of gods was so easily received by the opponent. This was not a method of entering the realm of gods at all.
"Have you hidden your cultivation?"
Thinking of a possibility, Mo Song frowned tightly. If the other party really hid his cultivation, why couldn't he even detect it? But if he didn't hide his cultivation, why would the other party be so powerful, even in the second level of trance?
It's not like I've seen this before, I've never even heard of it.
"Mosong, it seems that I have been underestimated by you. If it is just an attack of this level, I am not interested."
Yi Feng stretched out his palm, and a huge sword appeared in his palm. The sword was nearly six feet long and three inches wide. There were colorful lights shining in it, emitting powerful five-element fluctuations.
"The best earth-level magic weapon!"
Mo Song's eyes suddenly shrank, revealing a touch of greed and passion. At his current level, this kind of earth-level magic weapon would be of great help to him.
"Boy, although I underestimated you, you are totally wrong if you think you can really fight against me. I will let you know what true despair is..." There was a hint of ferocity on Mo Song's face,
But before he finished speaking, Yi Feng's figure disappeared.
Magic Song was suddenly startled, and powerful spiritual consciousness was instantly activated, permeating the surrounding area. His pupils suddenly shrank, his feet touched the ground, and he teleported back about a foot, and a big sword appeared in its original position. The sharp sword
The anger made Mo Song feel chilled.
"What a fast speed, what a powerful attack!"
Mo Song's face turned ugly. The opponent's seemingly ordinary attack actually threatened him. This kind of speed and power may not be possible for ordinary true god realm experts.
At this moment, Mo Song could no longer think too much. A strong sense of crisis appeared behind him. Mo Song used his body skills again to avoid it.
Swish, brush, brush...
The sword light came from the void and was pointed at Mo Song's vital points. Mo Song kept trying to avoid it. Although he was not injured, Mo Song was depressed and angry for a while.
"It's all an illusion. I don't believe your attack is really that powerful!"
When the sword light came again, a trace of cruelty flashed in Mo Song's eyes. He raised his arm, one palm was wrapped in the demonic energy, as if it formed a black glove, and he grabbed directly towards the sword light.
After the sword light, Yi Feng's figure was revealed. Yi Feng let out a low drink, and the waves emitted by the Five Elements Sword were transformed, and an extremely holy and pure Buddhist power burst out.
"Infinite Jue, Buddha's Light Sword!"
Around the sword energy, Sanskrit chants were chanted, and the light and shadow of the Buddha continued to flash. The power of the sword light had reached its extreme, and it struck the magic pine heavily.
boom!
The sword light fell on Mo Song's palm, and Mo Song's face suddenly changed. The power of the sword light was not only huge, but also exceeded his expectations. Especially the holy fluctuations in the sword light were suppressing.
own strength.
It was too late for Mo Song to change his moves, so he could only forcibly increase his strength. The rich demonic power poured into his palm, offsetting the power of the attack.
"Lend me the power of the gods!"
Yi Feng secretly shouted in his mouth, and the eight-story Conferred God Tower in his body suddenly opened. The powerful power of Conferred God inside entered Yi Feng's body and transformed into Buddhist holy power.
With the help of the God-conferring Tower, the power of the Buddha's Light Sword was more than doubled.
puff!
Where the sword shined, half of the palm flew directly out and turned into a void in mid-air.
"ah!"
Mo Song let out a scream, and his body flew out, falling to a distance of seven or eight feet. Looking at his right hand, he saw that most of it had already fallen.