The bronze warrior also seemed to know the benefits of this punch, he didn't dare to rush towards Ye Feng anymore and swung his giant sword fiercely, and in front of him, a group of sword shadows formed a defensive force field like an iron wall.

Boom, a huge fist, pierced through the heavy sword shadow of the heavy sword, and the bronze warrior staggered back several steps, and the armor made a piercing grinding sound.

The armor on the bronze warrior's chest was dented in a large chunk, and there was even a circle of spider-like cracks, and if it took a few more punches, the thick bronze armor would probably be torn apart.

Yue Zhuoqun and the others exclaimed in surprise.

When they started to see it, they were very excited, the heavy sword of the bronze warrior danced like an angry sea, and Ye Feng only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

But Ye Feng suddenly started a strange and strange fist technique, which was extremely powerful, and even Yue Zhuoqun, who was fighting in the array, could feel the frenzied fist power that rushed to their faces, layer upon layer.

Yue Zhuoqun was the first to lose his breath: "Elder Wei, your bronze warrior seems to have been beaten. ”

Elder Wei disagreed: "Don't worry, the bronze warriors I summoned are not so easy to defeat. ”

Elder Whitebeard stroked his white beard and said with a puzzled expression: "Elder Wei, your summoning technique is not like our Taiyi Sect's kung fu." ”

Elder Wei smiled faintly and said: "This set of summoning techniques is a secret recipe obtained from the lair of the Nine Yin Society when our Taiyi Sect Sect Master, Ziyun Zhenjun and the six major factions eradicated the Nine Yin Society together a hundred years ago. ”

Yue Zhuoqun said disapprenously: "No matter where Elder Wei's kung fu comes from, as long as he can kill the enemy, he is a good kung fu, a white cat and a black cat, and a good cat if he can catch mice." ”

Ye Feng is more and more energetic, while the bronze warrior is becoming more and more decadent.

Ye Feng has been fighting with his left fist and right sword, and the emperor has struck four times for a while, and the sky is full of wind and rain for a while, and the bronze warrior heavy sword has lost its advantage.

Moreover, the second type of shock with the four blows of the Thai Emperor hit the bronze warrior even more, and the armor of his left arm fell off, revealing an arm like a white flower like dry bones, which was shrouded in a layer of black gas.

Although the bronze warrior was very heavy with his giant sword, coupled with his super armor defense, he suppressed Ye Feng for a while, but his sword moves were thoroughly understood by Ye Feng, and his damage power was much weaker.

And Ye Feng's subtle tricks are endless, people are alive, tricks are dead, Ye Feng's biggest advantage is that he is strong when he is strong, and he is super flexible when he fights.

The bronze warrior was summoned, but he relied on his immortal body, super defensive power, and in terms of attack moves, he was actually not Ye Feng's opponent at all.

Ye Feng pierced the stone with a finger, piercing a finger-sized hole in the bronze warrior's armor.

Although the bronze warrior did not change, he still raised the heavy sword, sword after sword, and the momentum was magnificent, but Ye Feng's fateful eyes unexpectedly found that the black light on the bronze warrior's body seemed to be dim.

The onlookers didn't know, but Ye Feng understood, and secretly rejoiced, this guy's defense seemed to be weaker, and he had more confidence in destroying this bronze warrior.

Yue Zhuoqun and the others looked more and more nervous: "Elder Wei, your bronze man is no good." ”

"Sect Master, don't worry, my trick hasn't come out yet. ”

"Then you hurry up, I see it's almost dawn, and your Stonehenge didn't hurt that kid a hair. ”

Elder Wei also seemed a little nervous, and continued to start the flute, a black light appeared on his body, and it penetrated into the hole of the flute, the sound of the flute became much sharper, and the rhythm became clear and light, but it was even more harsh.

The bronze warrior statue was stimulated by something, and the speed of swinging the sword was a little faster, and the heavy sword set off layers of sword qi, and did not attack Ye Feng, but picked it up indiscriminately.

Ye Feng secretly admired the strength of this bronze warrior, presumably he was also a warrior with great strength before he died, otherwise no one would be able to dance such a heavy sword.

Suddenly, a faint green aura bloomed from the body of the heavy sword, and the heavy sword was thrown into the air, like a green dragon rushing straight into the sky, mixed with the endless yin qi in Stonehenge, turning into a roaring cyan dragon, opening its teeth and dancing claws, spewing raging flames from its mouth, accompanied by earth-shattering thunder, rushing straight towards Ye Feng.

I don't know if it's the sound of the wind or the roar of the dragon, Ye Feng felt his ears tingle, trembling all over, looking at the green dragon rushing down in mid-air, the clusters of burning heavenly fire, stunned.

In addition to Elder Wei, Yue Zhuoqun, the two white-bearded elders were all shockingly old, surprised and shocked, what kind of martial arts is this, the bronze giant sword actually turned into a green dragon, is this real, or is it an illusion

Under this move, they decided that Ye Feng was dead.

Ye Feng was stunned, he was shocked by this vision, although he was shocked in his heart, he didn't dare to move slowly.

The eyes of the gods see it clearly.

Although there was a green dragon spewing flames in the sky, the momentum was earth-shattering and very scary, but Ye Feng knew that it was the phantom of the bronze giant sword.

This is not a simple phantom, not to deter the enemy, but to hide the real killing move of the bronze greatsword.

Moreover, the power contained in it was something that even the ancient martial artists of the Innate Peak Realm could not resist.

This terrifying move did not scare Ye Feng, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, just thinking about whether to hide or fight back.

The eighty-pound heavy sword, mixed with the cold aura in the array, fell from the sky, at least equivalent to a few tons and weight.

This incomparably powerful sword move inspired the hidden secret technique of the Ancient God Clan's bloodline in Ye Feng's body, Battle.

Ye Feng suddenly, a wave of anger surged from his heart, and a powerful battle intent surged into his heart, never take half a step back, I want to fight, even if the sky falls, I have to fight.

Even if thousands of troops rush over, I will fight.

An earth-shattering, weeping ghost and god war intent.

A cycle of life and death, and the battle will that cannot be crossed

This secret technique hidden in the bloodline was not deliberately performed by Ye Feng, but the power of the bloodline itself, which was the inheritance of the bloodline of the primeval gods.

The fourth type of the emperor's four strikes was stacked and ignited, and it came out of the body.

After the stacking of flames was displayed, Ye Feng felt that in his blood, the blood in his whole body was surging towards his left hand, and he couldn't control it at all, and that sense of loss, mixed with an uncontrollable fear of detachment, hit his heart.

Boom, a golden light rushed into the air from Ye Feng's left hand, like an inverted meteor, colliding with the giant sword falling from the sky.

The two powerful energies collided together, setting off a shock wave, like a small nuclear explosion, and the momentum set off was like a stormy wave, surging in all directions.

The powerful shock wave lifted all the trees on Shenlong Peak to the sky, and also lifted the boulders that stood in the middle of the formation, more than one person high, to the ground.

(End of chapter)