Although the sword qi has undergone several changes, it has been completed in an instant, counting the attacks and the sword qi silk colliding in the air, all of them are a meal, and then I saw that the sword qi silk was like a rubber band, stretched backwards by the impact force of several attacks, and several zhang of sword qi silk was pulled to dozens of zhang, before it broke with a sigh.

Although several attacks could not be broken, the speed was indeed a few points slower after a beating, and Yu Zefeng's sword escape was easily avoided. Only the loud noise coming from the ground told people how powerful a few attacks were.

As soon as the hand was sent, the spiritual power sword shot out at several people, and the form changed rapidly, and when it was ten zhang in front of several people, it had turned into a sword balloon, and the ball suddenly exploded between spinning.

A mushroom cloud rose up, and the six people were swept away by the terrifying shockwave, and they spat blood in the air.

"Huh"

Yu Zefeng accelerated suddenly, and while several people were flying upside down uncontrollably, he shot directly at one of them.

With such an obvious intention, how could several people not understand, they all tried their best to control the body of the inverted flying, and hurriedly attacked again.

In the face of the hurried counterattack of several people, his brows furrowed slightly, worthy of being a person cultivated by the hegemonic force, the combat reaction was extraordinary.

The opportunity that was created with great difficulty, of course, could not be let go, one by one the inch-long spiritual power flying swords, combined into a sword and shield on the back, ignoring the attacks of several other people, the 'Mixed Yuan Finger' and the 'Infinite Finger' were launched at the same time, and the four fingers came out together, pointing at one of them.

"Poof..."

"Boom"

The two sounds sounded at the same time, Yu Zefeng vomited blood and flew out, and the monk was also pierced by the four-fingered sword qi at the same time, and he died on the spot.

is so ruthless and resolute, everyone shudders, this kind of thing that hurts the enemy a thousand and loses eight hundred, who dares to try it before the battle is over?

Yu Zefeng smashed into the ground with a bang, the flesh and blood on his back were blurred, and his ribs were faintly visible.

"Hiss", Yu Zefeng gasped in pain, and let out a wheezing sound like a bellows, "Whew... Call... Whew..."

Got down on one knee and swayed to his feet with his hands on the ground.

However, with this bit of effort, the remaining five people had already flown above his head, and two swords, two fists, and a sword were pressed down on his head.

Raising his head violently, his arms were raised high, and his hands pinched the sword fingers, the sword qi rose in the entire arm, and the arm robe turned into debris and flew away.

In order to refer to the sword, the two peaks crossed and slashed upward, and another wave of spiritual power pressed down, and the body that finally stood up was pressed to the ground again, and the ground sank several feet again.

Although this time the injury was not as serious as the previous one, but his arms were also blurred with flesh and blood, you know, he has also experienced the tempering of sword qi in his palms and fingers, and his arms are still mortal in the flesh, where can he withstand the direct ravages of sword qi.

A few more mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and the five people above his head were cut out, leaving him a little time to breathe, and hurriedly took out the healing pill and took it.

A few roars came out, but it was five Four True Pavilion monks who fell to the ground, but compared to Yu Zefeng, the injuries of several people were much lighter.

Some staggered out of the bottom of the pit, and tens of thousands of monks saw that he was so injured and could still stand up, and they suddenly admired him, especially the Sword Sect monks.

Combined with what Yu Zefeng said before, when they think about themselves, they feel embarrassed.

"Come again" Yu Zefeng said calmly, his face did not change at all due to such an injury, and he was as indifferent as before.

"Kill"

The five of them roared in unison and rushed out again.

The battle situation on the little ape's side is also fierce, and the real combat power of the little ape is equivalent to that of the monk in the early stage of the merger, but once he is provoked, the bloodthirsty side is stimulated, not to mention the peak of the merger, it is estimated that Tianzun will dare to go up.

Although it had been knocked away again and again by the two Four True Pavilion monks, it could always get up again, and it recognized one of the black-robed old men, completely ignoring the attack of the other monk.

The first time he got up was two punches at the old man, and it was knocked away by another monk, who got up again and punched again. With more than a dozen strikes, although the little ape was scarred, the crystal armor shattered again and again, and the brown light became more and more dim.

But under such a desperate attack, the old man was also repelled again and again, plus he was already injured before, and he also began to vomit blood, and his internal injuries continued to worsen.

"Separate. One of the five people on Yu Zefeng's side shouted, and in an instant, several people scattered in all directions, firmly surrounding Yu Zefeng in the middle.

"Kill"

Five men fought again from five directions.

Yu Zefeng pointed out two sword fingers in front of him with both hands at the same time, and each pointed out two sword fingers, the attacks on the left and right and behind him had arrived, and he hurriedly made the spiritual sword form a shield wall behind him, and the two arms opened straight to both sides, and the sword fingers of both hands narrowly blocked the left and right attacks, and the person was shocked out by the attack behind him.

The man flew straight at a monk in front of him, and the monk saw how he would miss this opportunity, and handed it out with a straight knife.

In this electric light, Yu Zefeng only had time to twist his body and avoid the vital point. With a "poof", the knife pierced his left leg directly, and he threw out a sword qi filament at the same time, cutting off the monk's head.

fell to the ground, and in the process of getting up, his hand grasped the handle of the knife that was still inserted in his leg, and pulled it out violently.

He took a few steps forward to stand firm, and a stream of blood splattered from the knife.

There was no time to take care of the injury, so he replaced the sword with a sword, slashed at the three monks with three consecutive opening peaks, and finally shot the knife directly at the last monk as a flying knife, and four sword fingers were activated in succession, and the sword fingers came first.

The monk's spiritual shield was broken by the sword finger, and the sword finger hit the armor directly, and the armor first shone brightly and then dimmed rapidly, and at this moment, the knife pierced through the armor with a 'poof'.

The remaining three monks actually stopped at this moment, all of them were shocked by his way of fighting, how could there be such a thing, it was obviously still in the realm of divine infants, not to mention that the attack was faster than them, and the power was even stronger, this is not counted, it is simply not like a human, I don't know what kind of injury can make him fall.

It's not that they're afraid, but they can't figure out where Yu Zefeng's limit is, and a sense of powerlessness hits the hearts of the three of them.

"What to do, either he dies or you die. Seeing this, Yu Protector shouted unhappily, although he was also distressed by the losses of his subordinates, but the battle had reached this point, how could he still retreat.

The three of them looked at each other, gritted their teeth and pounced again.

The two sword fingers in his left hand shot at one of them, and at the same time, hundreds of spiritual power flying swords flew out, like a sword dragon attacking and killing the other person, and it also sent out two attacks, and the third person's attack was even more.

A sword stabbed directly into Yu Zefeng's head, and at this moment of life and death, his right hand was quickly raised, and the sword fingers clamped the sword spine, and his head fell back at the same time.

The sword finger desperately suppressed the flying sword, rubbing against the front stab of the flying sword, and the sword body and sword fingers were red, like a red-hot Luo Tie. The entire tip of the sword pierced into Yu Zefeng's cheek, and at this time, the sword finger also stopped the momentum of the flying sword, and it was only a little, just a little, and it was pierced through the head by a sword.