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Wang Cang's face changed suddenly, his eyes were no longer angry and indifferent, and he was gradually replaced by solemnity, and a trace of uneasiness appeared in the depths of his eyes, and the other party's aura changed three times, step by step.

Above the ground, Ye Feng stood tall, and his blazing power converged, as if he had hidden his edge and became restrained, such a Ye Feng became more and more terrifying.

The hurricane passed the post, and the waves were deep.

"Purple Lotus destroys the world, suppresses and kills!"

The next moment, the feeling of uneasiness became more and more intense, Wang Cang made a bold move, and with the strongest attack at once, the purple flame evolved to the extreme, the world-destroying fire lotus void condensed, and the flame divine spear rang out.

"Now it's my turn. ”

Ye Feng said coldly, the long sword trembled, melodious and crisp, bursting out with a cold light, black and white straight into the sky, condensing at the tip of the sword, like yin and yang, dry and sharp.

"This is, the fusion of the power of power!"

Many martial artists are shocked, comprehending two potentials, and both of them are terrifying potentials, which is terrifying, not to mention the fusion of two completely different powers, this is completely a demon-level comprehension talent.

The power is fused, and the power can skyrocket several times.

With such a talent, it is said that the cultivation years are less than a year, and they have grown to such a realm, which makes countless martial artists ashamed.

It is a mountain that can only be looked up.

Airplanes!

The long sword flew, and the black and white bloomed on the second day, exuding a strong momentum, terrifying power, and making people desperate.

This is the realm of power fusion, blending with the potential, and becoming one with the soldiers, Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and the silver moon sword turned into a yin and yang lightning bolt and pierced away.

Boom!

The Flame Spear and the Silver Moon Sword collided, and there was nothing amazing, but the gray world bloomed, like a scorching sun, and everywhere it passed, everything withered, the air withered, and it was full of the power of death, but it was endless.

Sword and death, this is destruction, this is the sword of the god of war, sharp, killing endlessly.

Everyone watched this scene in shock, the scorching sun passed, the purple fire was extinguished, and the lotus flower dimmed, turned into ashes, and dissipated.

In the end, Ye Feng's eyes stared, and a broken figure staggered back, the spear was dim, cracks appeared, and blood flowed from his mouth, with a faint gray.

This is Wang Cang, a powerhouse in the middle of the Shenhai Sea, the small half of his body was pierced by the sword, and the power of withering came, and the half of his body withered, and the exposed white bones were surrounded by gray qi.

His face was pale, his hair was dry, as if life had passed, and he had suddenly become old, his purple pupils were dim, and he had been hit harder than before.

There was fear in Wang Cang's dim eyes, he couldn't imagine that the purple fire he inherited actually dissipated cleanly under Ye Feng's sword.

"Defeated, how is it possible?"

Wang Cang's heart set off a monstrous wave, and despair appeared on his face.

And all the warriors were also shocked when they saw this scene.

Who would have thought that this battle was full of ups and downs, and the situation would change so quickly.

"Old dog, today is the day of your death, and the time when your Fire Clan will be wiped out!" Ye Feng said in a deep voice.

"Old dog, give me death!"

Ye Feng spit out a voice again, and when the voice fell, a terrifying killing aura bloomed out of his body.

Killing, a complete killing intent, without any impurities, Ye Feng's body, there is only pure killing intent.

The long sword pointed out, the taste of silence and the intent of killing condensed, rolling and converging, and a touch of cold black, a desperate color appeared there.

It was a sword, a black sword, pure black power, representing death, the sword of killing.

"The Sword of Silence. ”

The pupils of the crowd contracted, terrifying power, desperate power, Ye Feng at this time, like a god of death, incarnated as Shura, in charge of killing.

When the killing fell, a black beam of light suddenly swept out, cutting through the sky and piercing through the void at an indescribable speed.

The only way for the sword is to kill, destroy everything, and conquer heaven and earth.

At such a close distance, the seriously injured Wang Cang could not form an effective defense at all, Wang Cang's heart trembled fiercely, and there was a deep unwillingness and despair on his face.

The infinite power of silence was irresistible, and all that brought Wang Cang was death, and the black beam of light had already pierced through Wang Cang's eyebrows.

"Don't. ”

"Patriarch. ”

"Little brute, stop!"

Voices of despair and anger rang out, "Ah!" but they were accompanied by a terrible scream.

A black sword hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and his body suddenly froze, and there was only a thick remorse and resentment on his face.

Countless eyes were also frozen at this moment.

All the atmosphere was frozen at this moment.

Everyone felt a chill, rising from the soles of their feet, rushing straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, looking at the young man who seemed to be a killing god, full of horror.

Looking at the body that had fallen in despair, there was an unbelievable look in their eyes, that Wang Cang, the powerhouse of the Shenhai, the top master of the Panlong Mountain Range, was completely wiped out like this.

The Lord of the Fire Clan, just like that?

The people of the Fire Clan, their faces were pale, there was a thick fear surging in their eyes, their spiritual pillars collapsed, the faith in their hearts was shattered, and hope turned into despair.

Rumble!

And at this moment, another sky, there was also a violent storm swept away, and countless people looked at it, and their hearts trembled.

There, Lei Tiannan, covered in blood, stood in the air, and the spear in his hand pierced through the chest of the Bloody Hand Butcher, and the latter, the dry Bloody Hand Mark also hit his chest, and blood gushed wildly.

This is clearly a way of fighting for life, and as a result, the bloody hand butcher died and Lei Tiannan was seriously injured.

Lei Tiannan slowly pulled out the Xuantie heavy spear, and the latter's scarlet eyes dimmed instantly, and then his body slowly fell, falling from the void.

"What a ruthless man!"

The crowd exclaimed, but they didn't expect that Lei Tiannan, who was heavily injured, would rely on his life-fighting style to bombard and kill another Shenhai powerhouse, the Bloody Hand Butcher.

Disheveled!

At this moment, in the distant sky, another roar sounded, and a figure covered in blood fell from the sky, his head shattered, and his breath was completely gone.

"Huo Xuan is also dead, and the Fire Clan is finished. ”

All sides were shocked and sighed, at this moment, the top combat power of the Fire Clan died, and what would bring them would be the extinction of the Clan.

"Kill!"

One after another earth-shattering killing intent resounded through the void, the Great Wilderness Clan, their morale was like a rainbow, and they went towards the only remaining Fire Clan warriors, and the elders of the Great Wilderness Clan also joined the battle group, this was a downside slaughter, and in just a moment, the Fire Clan was wiped out.

The corpses all over the ground, the choking smell of blood filled the world, showing the fierceness of this clan war.