Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Dawn of Glory

Bang!

When the sword qi in Ye Xuanfeng's hand collided with the cold light of the undead's palm, there was a loud bang.

He looked at the long sword in his hand, and then at the undead, and found that he had not caused any damage to the cold light of his palm, and he had not even left a trace.

"Sure enough, after entering the Spirit Moon Secret Realm, his cultivation was indeed suppressed under the Great Spirit Master. ”

However, Ye Xuanfeng did not panic at all, although the sword did not cause any damage to the opponent just now, but from the contact just now, Ye Xuanfeng found that although the opponent was extremely strong, he lacked combat experience, and obviously only attacked the most basic.

With the gradual fighting, Ye Xuanfeng has basically figured out the moves of the undead.

Suddenly!

Ye Xuanfeng found the right time, and suddenly turned his sword into a fist, and the spirit master's peak punch directly bombarded the chest of the undead.

Click!

In the face of Ye Xuanfeng's sudden attack with all his strength, the undead man did not have the slightest defense, and was suddenly knocked to the ground by Ye Xuanfeng's punch, and in a crisp click, Shangguan Wan and the others suddenly found that the skeleton in the chest of the undead was directly broken by Ye Xuanfeng's punch.

Before everyone had time to be happy, they saw that the undead man who was beaten to the ground by Ye Xuanfeng slowly stood up again, and the gloomy flame in his eyes was beating violently, as if to show the anger of the undead at this moment.

The angry undead man was not afraid at all, and suddenly rushed towards Ye Xuanfeng again, lifting his cold fingers and stabbing at Ye Xuanfeng's chest.

Looking at the fingers that stabbed at him, Ye Xuanfeng frowned, obviously, even if Ye Xuanfeng was now comparable to the intermediate level of the Great Spirit Master, if he was stabbed, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

At the critical moment, Ye Xuanfeng held the long sword in his hand and let out a long roar, the whole body moved, and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone strangely, and when he appeared, Ye Xuanfeng had already come behind the undead, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards the neck of the undead with sword qi.

Bang!

Perhaps sensing the crisis, when Ye Xuanfeng's long sword was about to stab his neck, the undead suddenly became short, Ye Xuanfeng's long sword suddenly stabbed the skull of the undead, and the undead was rushed forward by the huge force, and Ye Xuanfeng was also shocked by the huge force to stop his body.

The undead who fell to the ground seemed to be tireless, and after getting up, he turned around and killed Ye Xuanfeng again.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Xuanfeng at this moment has been completely beaten out of anger by the undead, and he has never exerted his spiritual power out of his body Ye Xuanfeng, and instantly released the holy spirit power, but Ye Xuanfeng still controlled not to let his cultivation break through the Great Spirit Master, and has always maintained the peak state of the Spirit Master.

After using the Holy Spirit Power, Ye Xuanfeng did not hesitate to shoot a sword at the undead who was killing him, and the dazzling sword slashed towards the undead.

Burst!

Hearing a pop, the undead who were rushing suddenly paused, and then cut off his waist, and the broken place was smooth and neat.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, seeing that the undead man was stopped and cut off, Ye Xuanfeng did not stop, and the long sword containing the power of the Holy Spirit flew out two sword lights, directly hitting the two flames in the skull of the undead.

Click!

With a clicking sound, the skull of the undead suddenly split apart, and the upper half of his torso, which was still struggling, suddenly became motionless.

Seeing that the undead finally remained motionless, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it was a long time, in fact, the whole process actually only happened in an instant, from the attack to Ye Xuanfeng's killing of the undead, this process only took a few breaths, and only Ye Xuanfeng himself knew the danger he experienced.

"Ice cubes, good!"

Shangguan Wan, who was on the side, saw that the undead were killed by Ye Xuanfeng, and immediately walked over to Ye Xuanfeng's side and looked at Ye Xuanfeng with a smile.

At this time, several other people also came to Ye Xuanfeng's side, looked at Ye Xuanfeng enviously, and then looked at the corpse of the undead not far away.

The corners of Ye Xuanfeng's mouth twitched, and he was helpless about Shangguan Wan's title, from the initial correction to the current silence, Ye Xuanfeng didn't want to waste time on this title anymore.

"I wonder what the use of this undead is?"

Not entangled, Ye Xuanfeng strode directly in front of the body of the undead, and used the long sword in his hand to provoke the bones in front of him.

Ding! Ding!

The long sword, which did not contain the power of the Holy Spirit, slammed against the bones with a crisp sound.