The injuries on his body have recovered fifty percent, and his strength is only thirty percent of the peak, although Ye Wentian has always given people the feeling that he can't do it now, but Xing Feng doesn't dare to do it rashly, he can survive such a terrifying explosion, the hole cards on his body are enough to make him jealous, a big family disciple, the hole cards on his body must be more than these.

"You don't have to test Ben Shao, Ben Shao really can't use spiritual power now. Ye Wentian heard the meaning of Xing Feng's words, and the killing intent in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at Xing Feng with a calm expression and said.

"Really?" As soon as the words fell, Xingfeng's figure came to Ye Wentian's side like a ghost, and the Divine Sword instantly appeared on his right hand, quickly stabbing towards Ye Wentian's throat.

Ye Wentian didn't panic at all, looking at the sudden Zhushen Sword, with a faint smile on his face, his eyes full of confidence. (If you like the sword gate, please read it genuinely, and give salted fish a support.) ）

"Huh?"

Xingfeng exclaimed in surprise, when the Divine Sword was only three inches away from Ye Wentian's throat, it was blocked by an invisible force, no matter how hard Xingfeng tried, he couldn't penetrate a single bit.

"Just by you, you also want to kill Ben Shao?" Ye Wentian looked at Xing Feng with contemptuous eyes, his right hand slowly raised, raised his middle finger, and sneered.

Xingfeng didn't speak, but continued to stab Ye Wentian with his sword, but no matter how fast Xingfeng's attack was and how much spiritual power he blessed, he couldn't break through the protective shield outside Ye Wentian's body.

"Don't waste your strength, this is an enchantment set up by a powerhouse at the ninefold peak of the psychic realm, even if it is a full-strength blow from the sixfold martial artist of the psychic realm, it will be unshakable, let alone a small beginner of the condensation realm for you. Ye Wentian saw that Xingfeng was deflated, and continued to taunt.

His current purpose is to provoke Xingfeng and buy him time, only Xingfeng has been attacking him, and he is sure that after he can move and have spiritual power, he will kill Xingfeng.

"What is the enchantment set up by the powerhouse of the Psychic Realm?" Xing Feng heard this, stopped moving, and stood quietly beside Ye Wentian, he was not afraid of Ye Wentian's move now, a high-level martial artist of the Spirit Condensation Realm without spiritual power, he still couldn't look down on it.

"I don't know what it is, but it's a bun. Ye Wentian laughed and said, laughed for a while, and said again: "Ben Shao is in a good mood today, so I will reluctantly tell you a dirt bun." ”

"Enchantment, in popular terms, is a spiritual power protection cover, but you hillbillies like you in the poor countryside don't know, the powerhouse of the ninefold peak realm of the psychic realm, the use of spiritual energy has reached the peak of perfection, and it is only one step away from entering the earthly realm and transforming your spiritual power into mystical power. ”

"The powerhouse of the ninefold peak realm of the psychic realm can use the rules of aura to set up an enchantment on the low-level martial artist, this enchantment can generally resist the full force of the six-fold martial artist of the psychic realm, and only if the aura is sufficient, it can be infinitely defended. ”

Most of what Ye Wentian said was true, only the latter sentence was false, his purpose was to make Xing Feng think that the enchantment on his body could be infinitely defensible, and there was a martial artist of the ninefold peak realm of the psychic realm behind him.

"Thank you for making me understand what an enchantment is, and in order to repay you for your kindness, I will let you rest in peace. Xing Feng's face was calm, he looked at Ye Wentian and said softly.

"Are you stupid? Didn't you hear what I said clearly? The martial artists of the Sixfold Realm of the Psychic Realm can't hurt me with all their strength, how are you going to let me rest in peace?" Xing Feng's words made Ye Wentian laugh and said.

Xing Feng ignored Ip Mantian, because in his eyes, Ip Mantian was already a dead man, and he had never used the hole cards, and this time he was going to use Ip Mantian's sacrificial sword.

"Sacrifice to God with my blood. ”

Xingfeng shouted, slapped a palm on his chest, and instantly spurted blood from his mouth, sprinkling it on the Zhushen Sword, and suddenly the Zhushen Sword in Xingfeng's hand made a sword sound, flashing a dazzling red light.

At this time, his eyes were red, and his whole body's breath soared, like a god of war standing here, a sword shadow rose from the body of the punishment wind, when the sword shadow appeared, the wind was fierce within a radius of several miles, and even the sky on the head of the punishment wind changed, becoming extremely blood-red, and the blood-red light poured down from the sky, shining on the body of the punishment wind.

made the breath of the torture wind even more fierce, and when he pointed directly at the sky with the sword of the god of punishment, a purple thunder actually fell, falling on the sword of the god of punishment, and the sword of the god of punishment became even more blood-red because of the fall of the purple thunder, like a peerless sword.

The changes around him made Ye Wentian put away his contemptuous smile, because he found that the torture wind now brought him a very dangerous feeling, especially the blood-red long sword in his hand, which made him dare not look directly, and he felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.

"Do you know that there is a martial artist at the ninefold peak of the Psychic Realm behind me who dares to make a move on me, is it impatient to live, and there is also the strongest person in the Earth Mystery Realm behind me, as long as you dare to kill me, everyone around you will be buried for me. ”

Ye Wentian was afraid, Xingfeng's state at this time made him not threaten, because he knew that Xingfeng at this time really had the ability to break the enchantment, so he could only move out of the people behind him and threaten Xingfeng to fight for a chance to live.

"Divine twilight. ”

Xing Feng shouted, pointed directly at the sky, and slashed down, and a dazzling blood-red light slashed towards Ye Wentian.

"You.... ”

When the blood-red light touched the barrier in front of Ye Wentian's body, it was like paper paste, and it was instantly broken, and when the blood-red light was about to attack Ye Wentian, Ye Wentian said loudly, but before he finished speaking, he was shattered by the blood-red light.

"It's still too reluctant. After Xing Feng slashed out a sword, his face was extremely pale, and it was a little difficult to stand, and after glancing at where Ye Wentian was just now, he muttered to himself.

At this time, the meridians of the torture wind were broken, and the skin showed spiderweb-like cracks, and each crack flowed blood, staining the clothes on his body red, and from a distance, he looked like a bloody man.

From the moment he got the Zhushen Sword, he had the method of "Zhushen Dusk" in his mind, but he had never used it, every time he encountered danger, he could turn evil into good fortune, but this time he had to move, Ye Wentian's strength was much stronger than him, if he didn't take advantage of his illness to kill him, he would only die in the end.

The sky also returned to its gray appearance, and the shadow of the Heavenly Sword disappeared, Xing Feng glanced at the Zhu Shen Sword in his hand, and the Zhu Shen Sword that had been restored to normal was no different from an ordinary sword, but Xing Feng didn't believe that the Zhu Shen Sword was an iron sword without grade.

"Who is it?"

Suddenly, a "rustling" sound sounded behind Xing Feng, who suddenly looked nervous, turned around, and said loudly.