Feeling the power of the cold and domineering flames, Ye Feng's gaze became much more solemn, he didn't expect this magic knife to be so difficult. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Miscellaneous, die!"

The magic knife looked hideous, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his footsteps stepped out, and in an instant, he was in front of Ye Feng, and another knife shot out.

Boom!

Ye Feng's figure flew up again, and blood spilled into the void.

"It's over!

The magic knife is crazy, and today it is finally going to behead Ye Feng under the knife.

One step out, the magic knife at this time is the devil, and he wants to slaughter the people who block and provoke him.

Ye Feng is no exception!

"Ye Feng is in danger!"

"What a pity!"

Whispers spread across the world.

And Mu Bingxue and the two, the jade hands were clenched, and there were blood dripping, and the two of them were also anxious when they saw this situation, but they couldn't do anything about it.

Ye Feng stood up straight again, standing there proudly, that lonely and gloomy figure, proud, tenacious, like a sword, would rather die than give in!

The magic knife penetrated into the bones, the demon flame was cold, the bright sword light came, and the magic knife had a murderous smile on its face.

Rumble!

Knowing the sea world, the mysterious stone sword, suddenly golden light, the space world, the pitch-black stone tablet trembled, and his eyes looked at the stone tablet with light blooming.

Disheveled!

The stele bloomed, shattered open, and a ray of light emerged.

This stone tablet shattered and turned into a sword.

A sword, suspended there, the sword of silence, the sword of death, the sword of the god of war.

The same is the indomitable sword!

Sword, pitch-black color, black sword of annihilation.

Three stone monuments, today, finally one released his light.

Although it was just a sword, Ye Feng looked at this sword, but his heart roared, everything around him seemed to be unimportant, forgetting the danger, at this moment, there was only a sword in his heart.

This is the sword, the sword in my heart.

Unyielding, proud, silent, sharp, fearless!

A sword is here, the heavens and the earth are collapsing, a sword is there, the world is born, fearless, unstoppable, and everything is destroyed!

Sword intent, it is destruction, it is killing, nothing can stop it, this is the sword, it is the way of the sword, it is the sword in the hands of the swordsman.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious stone sword contains this kind of power.

Survive for battle, show up for killing!

This is the sword intent, the artistic conception of death!

At this moment, all the enlightenment came to you!

It seemed like a long time, but it was something that happened in an instant, and everything was done in the mind in an instant when the pitch-black sword appeared.

Realize the sword intent, understand the meaning of death!

In the eyes of others, Ye Feng at this moment, as if he had no power to fight back, had given up resistance, like a lamb to the slaughter, would fall in the light of the magic knife.

Rumble!

In the eyes of countless words of pity, Ye Feng's body suddenly had a shocking sword roar, and a chilling sword intent bloomed, soaring into the sky.

Recite!

The warriors watching the battle all around, especially some of the warriors with swords, felt it most intensely, because the swords in their scabbards trembled to themselves, as if they were about to break out of their sheaths, and something was calling them.

Sword Intent!

It was actually sword intent, the surrounding warriors exclaimed, their eyes were full of horror, but they didn't expect that at this time, at the moment of life and death, that Ye Feng actually had an epiphany and comprehended the meaning of the sword path that is unique in ten thousand.

Epiphany, it's actually an epiphany!

Feeling this surging sword intent, King Xuan and Luo Mengxue were also shocked in their hearts, but they didn't expect that in addition to the two of them in this bloody road, there were still people who could comprehend the power of artistic conception, and it was such a powerful power of artistic conception.

Both of them had a strange glint in their eyes.

But one person is jealous, and the other person is an inexplicable taste.

"Death Sword Intent! It's really powerful!" and Yue Yuan, who was standing in the void, also had surprise on his face, but it was more of a look of relief.

"Epiphany, damn it!"

The magic knife also knew what was happening, and couldn't help but curse, and the magic knife in his hand sped up and slashed towards Ye Feng.

Rumble!

A more powerful momentum rushed into the sky, and the power of the endless surging artistic conception bloomed, at this time, it seemed to merge with Ye Feng, the heavenly veins rolled and roared, and the mysterious golden light bathed the heavenly veins, converging towards the divine sea, and the divine sea roared, and it actually rained golden raindrops.

Shenhai turns into rain, the middle of Shenhai!

"Breakthrough!"

The crowd was dumbfounded, the mood at this time was indescribable, not only comprehending the power of artistic conception, but also the realm had broken through to the middle stage of the Shenhai, could it be that between life and death, it was really possible to give full play to the greatest potential of human beings.

The knife of the magic knife, at this time, was about to descend on Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and the essence light burst out, bright and dazzling, making the eyes of the magic knife sting.

Looking at Ye Feng's eyes at this moment, there was clearly contempt in those bright eyes, and the magic knife felt a burst of irritability in his heart, and a wave of uneasiness came to his heart.

At this moment, he inexplicably had a trace of fear!

"You, defeated, defeat is death!"

Ye Feng said indifferently, there was contempt in his eyes, and immediately, with a grip of his palm, the Xuanlong Sword trembled, and a terrifying sword intent bloomed, the sword was a black sword, a pitch-black and deep color, representing the sword of death.

"Shattered!"

As Ye Feng's voice fell, the sword light of the magic knife shattered in an instant, without any resistance, and under that terrifying sword intent, it was as fragile as tofu.

"Magic Knife, take my sword!"

Ye Feng spit out a voice, and his body shook, like a phantom appearing.

"Sword of Death!"

On the battle platform, in the phantom, a brilliant sword light appeared, and the brilliant sword intent was burning!

The magic knife, looking at the sword, the brilliant sword, the sword that moved forward bravely, but it was fast to the extreme, in an instant, in the face of this sword, there was madness and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Demon Flame!"

The magic knife screamed, and a hideous appearance appeared on the crazy face, and the demon patterns on the body wriggled wildly, blooming with pitch-black flames, and the flames converged and turned into a flame vortex, resisting the front of the deadly sword.

However, all this is like a fiction and is vulnerable.

The sword of death, the sword of life!

Disheveled!

The pitch-black flames shattered, this sword, it was a sword of death.

"Goodbye, Magic Knife!"

In the pitch-black and flying battle platform, a voice resounded.

Laugh at!

In the dark flame vortex, a sword light lit up, bringing a blood void to fall.

The crazy wriggling body of the magic knife also froze abruptly at this moment.

On his face, there is still madness and hideousness, and he is also unwilling to appear, and his complex emotions look very terrifying.

Ye Feng slowly put away the long sword, looked at the slowly falling body of the magic knife with an indifferent expression, and put the sword into the sheath!

The magic knife is dead!

At this moment, there was silence all around, all this happened so fast, and there was shock on their faces.