As long as he continues to drag on, Ye Feng will be confident that he will be invincible and exhaust all the energy of the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi.
By then, Ye Feng will win this battle, it will be a breeze.
This is the safest way, without any risk.
But now Mr. Zhao is looking back, and Ye Feng cannot be sure when the old man can hold on.
If it's one step late,
Ye Feng will definitely regret it for life.
therefore,
He can't hold on any longer
"Ye Feng, finally dare to fight me head-on, let me tell you, the Chinese swordsmanship powerhouses who were defeated by me back then were not only the sword master Zhuo Yuhuan and General Zhao, but those people were killed by my sword.
After suffering all the humiliation, I can still remember their unwillingness and helplessness."
The Japanese sword saint Uehara quan's voice became colder and colder. He raised the Tiancongyun Sword, and the dark shadow of the left beard behind him became deeper and deeper.
"You're really looking for death"
The most blazing flames were ignited in Ye Feng's deep eyes. He held the Canglan sword tightly with both hands and murmured, "It seems that he has to use this move in advance."
After speaking, Ye Feng closed his eyes and fell into his own small world.
At the same time, Ye Feng completely opened up his bloodline power, and the purple-red aura that appeared on his body was like a violent giant dragon, constantly dancing.
Seriously,
The blood in Ye Feng's body flowed faster, and drops of blood seemed to burn.
Ye Feng's body was steaming, and his entire aura rose to a higher level.
"Sword Saint, since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you." Ye Feng looked at the Japanese Sword Saint Uehara Izumi with extremely cold eyes and said calmly.
Feel Ye Feng's cold eyes,
The Japanese sword saint, Uchihara trembled slightly, and a ray of fear arose.
"The Power of Blood"
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi licked her dry lips and felt inexplicably panic.
The next moment,
Ye Feng used the Phantom footwork to the extreme, holding the Canglan Great Sword, and rushed straight towards the Japanese Sword Master Uehara Spring.
boom
The sword blade burst into countless fireworks in the air.
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi took a half step back, his arms slightly, and he showed an incredible look.
This power
How could it be what Ye Feng could have
In the midst of lightning, Ye Feng's body turned in the air and suddenly appeared on the side of the Japanese Sword Saint Ueno. He slashed across with a sword and landed on the chest and abdomen of the Japanese Sword Saint Ueno.
There was a loud bang.
The Japanese sword saint Uehara quan retreated for more than ten steps, and his horror became more and more serious.
Now he is wrapped in armor turned into a magical artifact Yata Mirror, with absolute defense
The attack in the divine realm should not cause any damage to him.
But now,
He was injured
Under Ye Feng's domineering and fierce sword, his internal organs were trembling.
and,
He clearly felt that the Yata mirror was damaged
"What's going on?" The cold sweat on the forehead of the Japanese sword saint Uehara quan mixed with blood, and began to awe at Ye Feng.
This man,
He can't see through it at all
Ye Feng now,
It gives him a feeling like a god
"This is the strongest attack under the explosion of my bloodline. I want to see if your absolute defense can block my attack. Sword Saint, don't let it be disappointed."
Ye Feng sneered, moved quickly, rushed towards the Japanese sword saint Uenaki, raised the Canglan sword and slashed towards the other party.
Every sword of Ye Feng is extremely direct.
It seems that there is no structure, but it makes the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi unable to defend.
Between a few breaths,
Three more heavy swords hit the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi.
The Japanese Sword Saint kept retreating, his face turned paler, and there was more and more fear in his pupils.
This battle
It was the most difficult battle he had ever experienced
This battle
It has gradually escaped from his control
Ye Feng's terrifying degree,
Exactly beyond his expectations
"Sword Saint, can you just escape? The representative figure of the Japanese swordsmanship is so unbearable that it seems that the Japanese swordsmanship is so disappointing."
Ye Feng was sarcastic, and his speed did not slow down at all. A strand of blood appeared on Canglan's sword, which accurately hit the chest and abdomen of the Japanese sword saint Shangyuanquan.
Click
What frightened the Japanese Sword Saint was that a rib had broken in his chest.
The absolute defense of Yata Mirror cannot block this attack
Could it be that
Ye Feng's current power has exceeded the peak of the Divine Realm
But this,
How is it possible
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan's eyes drooped, forcibly calmed himself, and put the Tiancongyun sword in front of him to form a world of its own domain.
He knew that Ye Feng's divine power was as powerful as his left-handed divine power and could not last forever.
The essence of divine power is to consume one's own bloodline
This loss is absolutely amazing
As long as he has been supporting this period of time, Ye Feng will be the fish on the chopping board, let him knead it
"Why, Lord Sword Saint, don't you want to kill me, why are you huddling in the shell like a turtle? This is the Japanese sword path you are proud of." The flames in Ye Feng's pupils were burning fiercely.
His divine power naturally cannot last.
But it's enough for him to solve the other party
boom
Ye Feng was wearing a red robe and danced in the wind, turning into a strong wind to sweep towards the Japanese sword saint Uehara, sneering "Infinite Slash"
Rapid,
Dozens of phantoms of Ye Feng appeared in front of the Japanese sword saint Uehara.
These phantoms waved their swords in unison and hit the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi brutally.
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi's face suddenly changed, shrinking his domain world again, forming the most airtight defense
Boom boom boom boom boom
A sword kept falling.
Ye Feng laughed wildly and swung twenty-eight swords in succession
Bang
Under the infinite slash, cracks appeared in the realm world of the Japanese sword saint Uehara quan, and finally exploded.
The Japanese sword saint Uehara priest sprayed a mouthful of blood, and his body exploded and retreated. There were sword marks on the armor transformed by the Yata Mirror, and there were even cracks in some places.
"You" the Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan was shocked, and the throbbing feeling of death began to surge into his mind.
"What's wrong, Lord Sword Saint, don't you want to fight with me, can I help you?"
Ye Feng's purple gold pupils blocked all the retreat routes of the other party. His body was like thunder, and he raised the Canglan sword again and slashed down at the Japanese sword saint Shangyuanquan.
laugh
A three-centimeter sword mouth was cut out from the Japanese sword saint, and blood flowed.
The Yata Mirror, known as invincible defense, cracked faster and could explode at any time.
"Sword Saint, do you know the power of the Chinese swordsmanship now? Do you know what will happen to anger me?"
Ye Feng's figure flashed,
At a speed that everyone could not understand, we approached the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi, and a sword penetrated the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi's abdomen.