Qian Xianjun at this moment gave Ye Feng an extremely dangerous feeling, which was more dangerous than at any time before!
But it was also at this moment that Ye Feng's fighting spirit was unprecedentedly high, and he was completely immersed in the battle.
Ye Feng raised the Yanhuang sword, his mind and the sword intent were connected, and he directly used the God King Sword to the extreme and left the sword's blade.
Hissing! Boom boom boom boom!
The two interlaced and teared apart the large space.
Bang! Bang!
As the saying goes, the heavy sword has no edge. Every time the Yanhuang Great Sword and the Overlord Sword collide, it will make a deafening sound.
Ye Feng and Qian Xianjun both exerted their speed to the extreme to bless the power!
The attack lasted for a full half hour!
Both Ye Feng and Qian Xianjun were exhausted, but neither stopped. This battle was not only a battle of will, but also a matter of life and death of each other, but also the honor and disgrace of the forces behind them!
so,
None of them can afford to lose!
"Come again!" Ye Feng shouted angrily, and the Yanhuang sword smashed down again like a long ruler.
"My son Ye Feng, how could I be afraid of you!" Qian Xianjun slashed out with a knife!
A bang!
The two of them had another wound.
"Sword Falls!" Ye Feng waved the Yanhuang Great Sword.
The sword energy flying all over the sky fell straight towards Qian Xianjun like a meteor.
"How can I stop me by just magic?"
Qian Xianjun carried a long sword and walked towards thousands of sword energy, directly slashed through a space, ran towards Ye Feng, and slashed down with one knife.
Bang!
Ye Feng stole the Yanhuang Great Sword in front of him and resisted the attack. The Yanhuang Great Sword gradually bent.
Under the huge force, blue veins on Ye Feng's arm burst out and wounds exploded.
"First year of junior high school!"
Fiercely, Fei Jianchu kept rushing towards Qian Xianjun's eyebrows.
However, Qian Xianjun was already prepared for this. He danced his sleeves and wrapped the flying sword in Chuyi in a ray of wind, confining it in mid-air, without any inch of progress.
"Ye Feng, in terms of absolute strength, you are not as good as me! The battle of life and death, even if you have luckily won some chances of victory before, the result will not change! With your current strength, you will not be my opponent, waiting for you
, Only death!”
Qian Xianjun held the handle of the Overlord's Sword in both hands, and tried his best to press down on Ye Feng again.
In a blink of an eye, the Yanhuang Great Sword was in a 45-degree depression, and Ye Feng's feet fell into the ground, under great pressure.
If this continues, it is very likely that the sword will destroy people!
"It's over... Ye Feng was trapped in the Qian Xianjun's sword domain. Ye Feng could not escape now. With this trend, in less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Feng would die under the Qian Xianjun's sword!"
"The Qian Xianjun who is doing his best is really terrifying. This battle is so exciting! But this result... Ye Feng can't create a miracle after all!"
"The gap between Ye Feng and Qian Xianjun's realm is like a natural barrier. It is extremely rare for Ye Feng to achieve this level, but it is still too difficult to go against the will of heaven after all!"
"Young Master Ye... there will definitely be a solution! I don't believe that Young Master Ye's legend will stop here!"
"I don't want to believe it either, but this is reality!"
"Give it to me, die!"
Qian Xianjun's body was filled with blood, and he knew that the chance to kill Ye Feng was right in front of him.
With his experience of many battles, he naturally would not miss this opportunity, and even consumed his vitality to enhance his strength, in order to kill with one blow!
Since the beginning of the battle with Ye Feng, he realized that he had met the most difficult opponent in his life.
It’s not that Ye Feng is so powerful, it’s because Ye Feng’s fighting consciousness and the crazy factor that ignores his life are too terrifying!
This made Qian Xianjun completely unable to guess what Ye Feng would do next, or even judge what tricks Ye Feng would have.
Even now, Qian Xianjun is still vigilant enough to Ye Feng, so Qian Xianjun needs to seize every fighter.
After all, a single detail can determine the outcome.
The Yanhuang Great Sword was pressed even more bent, and half of Ye Feng's knee had already sunk into the ground, and the blood on his body did not need to gush out, and his breath was completely messy.
No matter how you look at it, Ye Feng has no way out.
"I have said before that if you want to kill me... it's not that easy! Today is destined to be your death!"
Seriously,
Ye Feng's purple gold pupils were completely opened, and the dusty tripod in his sleeve suddenly became larger. He hit Qian Xianjun with a faster speed than the first speed of the flying sword.
"What!"
Seeing the dusty tripod rushing out, Qian Xianjun's body shook violently, and a look of horror appeared in his pupils.
Before this, he naturally considered the threat of the Dust-Covered Cauldron in Ye Feng's hand, and for this reason he had prepared a response strategy.
But now, the terrifying degree of this big tripod was completely beyond his expectations!
In a panic, Ye Feng liberated his left hand and slapped it at the Dust-Covered Cauldron.
But as Qian Xianjun was worried, although the Dust Covered Cauldron was knocked out dozens of meters away, it flew again in the blink of an eye. The entire cauldron body was burning with blazing flames, forming a more terrifying impact.
Take the life gate of Qian Xianjun directly!
A bang!
The Dust-Covered Cauldron smashed the light curtain formed by Qian Xianjun with speed and power beyond everyone's imagination.
As visible to the naked eye, the light curtain in front of Qian Xianjun quickly cracked open, and the roaring force fell directly on Qian Xianjun.
puff!
When the dust-covered cauldron hit Qian Xianjun's chest and abdomen, Qian Xianjun felt like he was struck by lightning and spit out a mouthful of blood. His aura was almost completely dispersed at this moment, and his whole body completely lost its gravity and flew everywhere
Go, hit the wall panel heavily, causing endless dust.
The energy keeps roaring.
Ye Feng jumped up from the ground and broke free from his body that was trapped in the ground. Although he was tragic, his breath rose again like a rainbow.
Ye Feng held the Yanhuang sword in one hand and the Dust Covered Cauldron in the other hand, majestic, but he did not pursue it immediately.
Indeed, Ye Feng defeated Qian Xianjun with the Dust Chop that no one expected, but Ye Feng's condition was also extremely bad at this moment. If he forced his vitality, he would probably hurt his lifeline.
It is not very beneficial to Ye Feng.
A Qianxian Army,
It is not worth Ye Feng's price to hurt his martial arts foundation.
Hissing!
Ye Feng's purple-red aura danced wildly around him, quickly regaining his strength, and at the same time he was amazed at the power of the Dust Cauldron.
Even Ye Feng never expected that the attack just now could cause such terrifying damage to Qian Xianjun.
The power of the Dust Cut Cauldron surpassed Ye Feng's imagination.
"The Dust Covered Cauldron...Ahem!"
Qian Xianjun, who was knocked out, struggled to get up from the ground, leaned on the corner of the wall, stared at Ye Feng with lingering fear, recalling the extremely terrifying attack of the Dust Cage in his mind, and making a self-deprecating voice: "Can Chen Feng make Dust Cage
The person who recognizes the master of the tripod...is indeed amazing!"