At this moment, the blue veins on the body of the Japanese sword saint Uehara quan were even more obvious.
These black spell seals fused with his blood like burning flames.
Even he made such pain, even hesitated like a ferocious beast.
When the black curse seal is completely melted into the body of the Japanese sword saint Uehara,
The aura of the Japanese sword saint Uehara thunderstorm surged upwards, and the shadow of the left beard behind him was like substance, combined with it.
"Ye Feng, I really didn't expect you to force me into such a desperate situation. For this, you have to pay the most tragic price. I will let you turn into ashes under the divine power of Zuo Shin-sama."
The white clothes exploded, and if the wild beast was crazy, he would run towards Ye Feng, and a heavy sword slashed towards Ye Feng.
Bang
Ye Feng and the Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan touched a sword, and the two of them took several steps back, with shock on their faces.
"I didn't expect that your divine power has really reached another level." The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi's murderous intent was getting worse.
Such enemies must not be kept.
today,
Even if he has devoted ten years of martial arts cultivation, he will kill Ye Feng on the top of Hengshan
"Hmph, this is my own power, not like you. With the help of the power of the outside world, people are not like humans, ghosts, and ghosts," Ye Feng said contemptuously, and gusts of winds rolled up under Canglan's sword, rushing at the storm again, rushing towards him again
Japan's Sword Master Uehara Izumi.
Bang bang bang
The two of them intertwined, fighting to make fireworks burst, the space around them exploded, and the earth trembled.
A quarter of an hour later, Ye Feng retreated, his face turned pale like paper, a blood mark on his shoulders, and drops of blood fell on his body.
"Oh no, Mr. Ye can't keep up with his physical strength"
"Ye Feng's bloodline power is ultimately limited and cannot be used infinitely. The Japanese sword saint, Uehara Spring, has the blessing of the magical artifact, Eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, and can continue to fight and continue like this, I am afraid that Mr. Ye will lose."
"Damn it, if you are a simple sword showdown, Mr. Ye has already won the dignified Japanese sword saint, so shameless."
Mo Qingyan of the Huawu Organization, the King of Hell, Lin Tatian, was tense and stared at the battle situation intently.
Once Ye Feng has a fatal crisis, even if the rules are broken, they will protect him.
"Don't lose, boy"
Mr. Zhao clasped his fists tightly, and the wrinkles on his face were piled up together, and blue veins were crept up like totems, and his mind was extremely nervous.
"Heheye Ye Feng, you can't do it anymore"
The Japanese sword saint, Uehara Spring, was wrapped in black shadows, and his breath was up again. Widths of blood were wrapped around the Tiancongyun Sword, killing directly towards Ye Feng, without giving Ye Feng any chance to recover his strength.
But just when the Japanese sword saint Uezumi thought Ye Feng would definitely die, thin lines that were outlined vertically and horizontally appeared around him.
"What's this"
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan sank in his heart and had an ominous premonition.
"Sword Saint, haven't you noticed it? In the battle just now, I have already set up a swordsmanship array, waiting for you to fall into the trap." Ye Feng gasped and raised the Canglan Great Sword, constantly
Wave.
moment,
At three meters in the radius of the Japanese Sword Master Shangyuanquan, a series of light beams formed by sword lights aimed at the location of his life gate from all directions.
"impossible"
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan kept roaring in his mind. He didn't even notice when Ye Feng set up the killing formation.
and,
The power of this killing formation is extremely terrifying
Every beam of light can pose a fatal threat to him
"fall"
Ye Feng's cold voice resounded in the ears of the Japanese sword saint Uehara.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
The light beams of killing formations continued to fall.
The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi, who was in the center, hurriedly created a series of light curtains.
but,
These light curtains are vulnerable under the light beam of the killing array and are instantly defeated.
Rumble
Visible to the naked eye,
The body of the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi was shot out from blood holes, making extremely shrill screams
Rapidly, the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi exploded
The next moment,
Under the vitality of the Eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, the Japanese swordsman Uehara Izumi's figure appeared again.
But what made the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi frightened and desperate was that he was still surrounded by the light beam of the killing formation.
Rumble
Another wave of killing formation beams fell, killing the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi again.
Repeat this way,
When the light beam of the killing array dissipated, the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu, the artifact in the chest of the Japanese sword saint, had only a faint light.
puff
The Japanese sword saint Uehara fountain sprayed a mouthful of thick blood, and the shadow of the left beard god behind him became extremely dim.
"Sir Sword Saint, how does it feel to be killed again and again? If I thought it was good, you can't hold on a few times, right?" Ye Feng said calmly.
"Hmph, I can't hold on for long, but you can't get better, and I may not die in front of you." The Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan had a ferocious face and his voice was hoarse.
"Well, then maybe I will disappoint Lord Sword Saint?"
Ye Feng lifted Canglan's sword and was about to kill him again.
But at this moment,
An anxious and panic sounded, "Brother Ye Feng, grandpa is almost out of reach."
Zhao Shuangyan's eyes were red, and tears could no longer be stopped, leaving behind her cheeks.
What
Ye Feng trembled, gave up the attack on the Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan, and came to Mr. Zhao as fast as possible. His five fingers were placed on Mr. Zhao's pulse, and he melted a drop of essence and blood into Mr. Zhao without hesitation.
The body stimulates its vitality.
"Old man" Ye Feng said hurriedly.
"I don't have to pay attention to me if I'm fine. I can still hold on to your battle." Mr. Zhao sat back on his wheelchair, and the blood on his face began to fade away.
Even with Ye Feng's essence and blood,
I'm afraid it won't last long.
Ye Feng held Mr. Zhao's palm and said in a deep voice, "Old man, don't worry, soon, I will defeat the Japanese Sword Saint, let you witness the rise of the Chinese Sword Tao with your own eyes. I promise you that I will definitely protect the Chinese Sword Tao.
, I will definitely protect the whole of China, I will definitely protect the two geese."
"Hahaha, you guys do things, don't worry, go quickly."
Mr. Zhao waved his hand.
Ye Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air, his figure flashed, and returned to the battlefield again, looking at the Japanese sword saint Uehara, as if he was looking at a dead person.
moment,
The surging evil aura on Ye Feng's body was released.
"For Mr. Zhao, I will let you see my strongest sword. Let you truly understand that the Chinese sword is powerful. Under this sword, what kind of magical artifact is just a garbage waste." Ye Feng raised the Canglan sword, a wisp of blood.
Rising up, the whole person was like a burning giant sword