"Boss, kill chickens with a knife, just a flea, watch me pinch him to death. www.biquge.info"The young man beside the overlord said proudly, and immediately, the young man smiled gloomily, and his indifferent gaze fell on Ye Feng, and the murderous intent flickered.

Ye Feng didn't speak, and directly ignored it, in this world, only strength can make people shut up and be awe-inspired!

"Kill!"

The young man, stepping out, was like a phantom, and the boundless palm shadow turned into a cyan light in the sky, endless, ethereal, unpredictable, and unpredictable.

It is the momentum of the wind, and it seems that it has reached a terrifying realm above the comprehension of the wind.

"Slash!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, his palm was erected, and he slashed down with one palm, as if the void was about to be torn apart, and then this palm was split in the blue light in the sky.

The endless light, the figure hidden behind the cyan glow, under this palm, there is nothing to hide.

Snort!

The cyan light was torn apart by a palm, and the glow shattered, revealing the figure of the young man inside, looking at the golden palm, the disdain on the young man's face slowly solidified, and a look of surprise appeared.

"Hmph, don't measure yourself, die!"

The young man snorted coldly, his body trembled slightly, and suddenly, his hand grasped the fist, and a brilliant cyan light condensed, and a rich fist appeared, like a fist like a shadow of the wind, and it came out quickly.

How can the realm of spiritual power cultivation be able to take the punch that merges into the wind.

Suddenly, the breeze howled, the killing intent was cold, and the fist condensed by the breeze slammed towards the golden palm.

"Boom!"

Jin Can's palm slashed down, and a surging pure power gushed out madly, and the space trembled.

Under this domineering force, the brilliant cyan collapsed in an instant, and his body fell sharply from the air under the terrifying power.

"What a domineering power, such a strong body!"

"It's incredible that you can actually fight with Shenhai!"

The crowd's eyes shrank, and their hearts shook, no wonder they were so arrogant, they had some strength.

Boom!

A cyan long sword was unsheathed, the young man's eyes were solemn, the blue light flashed in his solemn eyes, and there was a cold light flowing, and he said slowly: "Good body, let's get out of the sword!"

"You, you are not qualified to let my sword out of the sheath!" Ye Feng said indifferently with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth, with a taste of contempt in his voice.

When the words fell, the crowd was in a commotion, and a martial artist with spiritual power actually killed a Shenhai Realm powerhouse and said that he was not worthy of a sword, how arrogant this was!

The crowd shook their heads, which was too much.

It's either stupid, or it really has terrifying strength.

But does a little-known teenager have this kind of strength?

"Hmph, looking for something dead!" The young man looked angry, provoked by an ant, how could he stand it, the cold light in his eyes was blazing, and the rich wind power on his body rippled and rippled.

Shout!

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, the cyan light flickered, and the afterimages were heavy, the wind was blowing in this space, the wind was howling, and a brilliant sword light swept out in the breeze, and the cold sword light filled the void.

This sword, with the weirdness of the wind, makes people unable to touch, and the breeze is like a sword, making a sharp sound of breaking the air.

Clang!

There was a sound of gold and iron ringing, and in the void, only a little spark splashed open, and the pupils of the warriors around him shrank, and there was an unbelievable look on their faces.

The sparks sputtered, the wind stirred in the void dissipated, and the faint green light also dissipated, only to see that between Ye Feng's faint golden fingers, he suddenly caught the tip of the cyan sword that was inches long, and at the other end of the sword, the young man's eyes were dull, and his face was stunned.

Someone actually used his fingers to clamp his Qingfeng Sword, and it was a martial artist with only spiritual power, which was incredible.

"You can see my trajectory clearly. ”

The young man said in shock, his Qingfeng Sword, the sword is invisible, as unpredictable as a ghost, with the strength of his Divine Sea Realm, not to mention the martial artists of the Spiritual Power Tribulation, even many strong people in the early stage of the Divine Sea will be hated under his sword.

But now, his sword was caught, and it was so easy, he caught the Qingfeng Sword with endless edges with his bare hands, how strong his body was, and more importantly, the other party was able to break through the trajectory of his swordsmanship.

This is not trivial, is this a coincidence, but no one will believe that there are so many coincidences between life and death.

"Shake the spirit soldier with your bare hands, this has to temper the physical body to the extreme!" a low cry rang out from the crowd.

Even the overlord's eyes also had a hint of surprise, this young man who had no sense of existence in his eyes actually had such strength, which also made his eyes fluctuate, but that's all.

The young man's face was annoyed, his palms trembled, and he was about to launch another fierce attack, but at this moment, a majestic force came from the tip of the sword.

"A sword is not a toy, but a sharp weapon for killing!" Ye Feng smiled faintly, with endless contempt.

When the words fell, the cyan long sword hummed, trembling violently, and a strong sense of crisis came.

His heart trembled suddenly, and the young man seemed flustered at this moment, as if his life was about to end.

Eyes stared, ahead, the handsome young man, the young man who was ignored by him, at this moment, showed his fangs, at this moment, the young man's pupils were ruthlessly cold, full of endless killing meaning.

Kill him, boy!

His heart twitched!

"Retreat!"

In the midst of lightning, the young man made his choice that life is only once, so he gave up his partner and his sword.

As a swordsman, the sword is life, and giving up the sword is equivalent to giving up life.

"Beast, dare!" The overlord was furious, and a fierce voice sounded, and in an instant, a sharp palm wind was slashed out, heading straight for Ye Feng.

Shout!

As his body retreated, a cyan light flashed across his pupils, as fast as lightning.

Laugh at!

A crisp voice sounded in the silent space, as if something had been pierced, and immediately, the young man's retreating body suddenly froze, trying to move, but could not move again.

Because, a cyan long sword had sunk into his chest and nailed him to death.

The young man covered his chest, his eyes were full of horror, he didn't expect that he would die here, and under his own sword.

"Swords, they are used to kill!"

Ye Feng's voice was indifferent, the long sword was drawn, the blood was surging, the young man's throat rolled twice, and then, his body slowly fell to the ground, even if he died, his eyes were open, and he couldn't look at it.

The cyan long sword, swinging out, threw it towards the overlord's fierce palm wind, easily cracking the overlord's attack, and immediately, his gaze was as usual, calmly looking at the overlord who was thundering.