Chapter 984 Do you think you can kill me like this?
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan, who fell to the ground, looked at the lines of blood that kept overflowing, and furiously soared into the sky. The blazing flames burned in his pupils. He climbed up to the sky again and fought with Ye Feng.
The sword light flashed, and Ye Feng and the Japanese sword saint Uehara fountain intersected together.
The sound of space bursting constantly roaring
Everyone was extremely shocked when they watched this battle.
This level of showdown is completely beyond their perception.
This is a collision of absolute strength
Between the two,
Will definitely fight for a life and death victory
Everyone present was nervous, held their breath, and was extremely nervous.
The significance of this battle,
Too big
It's about glory
It is related to the rise and fall of a country's kendo
Bang
It was at this moment that the Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan was shaken back several steps by Ye Feng's sword, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Just now, Ye Feng's strength became stronger
This is simply a battle madman
"Sword Saint, why did you retreat to fight?" Ye Feng's pupils were unprecedentedly strong in his fighting spirit. He liked this level of battle.
The stronger the enemy,
The more excited he is
This feeling of fighting for life made Ye Feng extremely excited, and his whole body was burning
"Crazy Crazy"
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi barely supported the battle with Ye Feng, and his heart continued to sink.
If this continues, he may really lose
Just when the Japanese sword saint Uezumi had this idea, Ye Feng's slash came, carrying the power of his own domain.
Bang
Tiancongyun sword trembled, making a sad sound of sword sound
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Explosion withdrew, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and his body became swaying again. The previous wound began to shatter, and strands of blood fell down again.
"Sword Saint, if you are only this level, this battle will be over."
Ye Feng was extremely proud and aimed the Canglan sword at the Japanese sword saint Shangyuanquan, and his aura continued to rise.
At this moment, Ye Feng entered an extremely wonderful state, and both speed and strength had a vague increase.
"Damn it"
The Japanese sword saint, Uehara Quan, had a storm on his face, and was extremely ferocious, but he still could not capture Ye Feng's weakness.
Before the Japanese Sword Master Uehara Izumi thought of a way to deal with Ye Feng, Ye Feng had already moved.
"Storm, God Kill"
Ye Feng shouted loudly, and drops of essence and blood condensed out, intertwined with sword energy, forming a blood-red storm, rushing straight towards the Japanese sword saint Uehara Spring.
The blood-colored storm was extremely fast, almost teleporting, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived near the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi.
boom
The Japanese sword saint Uehara slashed out with a sword, trying to destroy the storm into ashes.
But the next moment, the Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan's pupils widened, and his hair exploded one by one.
His sword power was actually swallowed up by this bloody storm
The bloody storm swept through
The Japanese sword saint Uehara roared in panic and formed his own domain world.
But soon,
The Japanese sword saint Uehara trembled from the depths of his soul.
His domain world is gradually being compressed and torn
Destruction is imminent
"How is it possible"
The Japanese sword saint Uehara quan kept swallowing, mobilizing his strength with all his might.
But under this bloody storm,
Everything is in vain.
boom
In the midst of lightning, the blood-colored storm covered the Japanese sword saint Uehara.
At the center of the storm, the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi is under attack by sword lights, and is in danger
soon,
The shrill screams of the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi came from the center of the Blood Storm.
This scream,
It makes people feel creepy when they hear it.
Until the blood storm dissipates,
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi had his hair disheveled, and his skin was almost covered with sword marks, which was extremely tragic.
What was even more terrifying was that the next moment, Ye Feng was carrying the rustling sword wind, and raised his sword and swept across the Japanese sword saint Uehara Spring.
Bang
Like slapping a fly, the Japanese swordsman Uchihara rushes out and hits the mountain. A few gravels are embedded in his body, and blood is dripping, making it even more shrill, and his life becomes intermittent.
This scene,
Stimulating everyone's pupils
Originally, everyone thought that the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi, who had burst out with real power, would easily defeat Ye Feng.
But the advantage of the Japanese sword saint Uehara quan did not last long, and he was once again beaten by Ye Feng.
and,
Even worse
"Hahahahaha, in terms of absolute strength, Mr. Ye is obviously stronger, have you seen it? This is the Chinese swordsmanship. This is the invincible Young Master Ye, how could he be defeated by your Japanese sword saint?"
"Ye Feng is the one who defeated the Japanese Sword Saint in the future. Who dares to say that the Chinese swordsmanship is not good?"
"Young Master Ye is invincible"
Any Chinese sword cultivator,
All are boiling at this moment
They seemed to have seen the true rise of the Chinese swordsmanship
This is something they have been looking forward to for more than ten years.
"good"
Even Mo Qingyan, the King of Hell of Huawu Organization, couldn't help but roar.
If Ye Feng can win this battle, the significance of the Chinese swordsmanship will be self-evident.
More importantly, they can join forces with Ye Feng to attack the Hidden Family
maybe,
They can really solve this tumor in China
"Hahahahaha, I knew this kid would not disappoint me." Mr. Zhao became excited again and said cheerfully.
Tang Ying breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Feng with more admiration.
On the other side,
The visitors from the Sun Group of the Lin Family Group, Liu Family Group, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and their hearts were shocked, and they had a deeper understanding of Ye Feng's strength.
And people from Japan,
They all have blood-colored faces.
At this moment,
Their faith,
Continuously collapsed
The ever-defeated Japanese Sword Saint was cast from the altar by life
"Is there really someone who can defeat the master on the sword path?"
"Even Lord Sword Saint is not Ye Feng's opponent. Is Japan's swordsmanship no longer possible?"
"What are you panic"
That's when
The priest Kawano Yuki's eyes slashed, and his pupils were full of murderous intent, and said coldly, "Uehara Izumi can become the Japanese sword saint and become a representative figure of Japanese sword trajectory, but more than this ability, this battle is not over yet."
"Ye Feng"
The Japanese sword saint Uehara roared loudly, and his hatred for Ye Feng had penetrated into his bone marrow.
"Do you think you can kill me like this? Do you think you will win? I tell you that the battle has just begun. I will peel off your flesh layer by layer. I will cut off your limbs and turn your head
Hollow as a wine glass”
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi went crazy, and a simple mirror gradually appeared on his body, and his aura actually climbed up again.
Ye Feng's face darkened, his eyes narrowed into a gap, and a crisis surged in his instinctively.