"Really? Ants can also shake the sky, if you don't try, how do you know who is the ant. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ye Feng said lightly.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the Tianjiao of this world was also shocked, and they couldn't help but look forward to this battle, originally they thought that with Ye Feng's strength in the early stage of the Shenhai, not to mention the magic knife, even the poisonous snake was enough for him to drink a pot, but Ye Feng easily defeated the poisonous snake.

And most importantly, he comprehended a trace of artistic conception, this young man is not as simple as he seems on the surface.

"It's kind of interesting!" King Xuan said with some surprise.

"Okay, as you wish!" The magic knife said with a gloomy face.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the magic knife slowly came out, and under that cold smile, there was infinite killing intent, and in the next moment, everyone saw that the monstrous spiritual power was like a heavy wave at this time, roaring out from the body of the magic knife.

The majestic power of the sea, like a tsunami swept out, brought bursts of roar, that kind of coercion, swept away, and permeated this world.

Everyone's complexion changed slightly, and the coercion made them feel as if their bodies were much heavier.

The strength shown by the magic knife has already entered the late stage of the Shenhai Sea, that kind of realm, looking at the current place, only a few people can reach it, and the rest of the martial artists, facing the magic sword, are not his opponents at all.

In the later stage of Shenhai, he definitely has the strength to shine in the blood road.

Moreover, the sword of the magic knife has not yet been unsheathed, and the magic knife is out of its sheath, and the heavens and the earth are terrified, and the ghosts and gods are crying.

Ye Feng looked at the monstrous spiritual power, his face was as usual, he was indifferent, the magic knife stepped into this realm, it was completely unexpected.

Of course, in the face of such an opponent, there must be no carelessness.

The difference between heaven and hell can be the difference between heaven and hell.

Ye Feng looked at the magic knife, his steps were firm, and an oppressive force descended on him, even if it was far away, this kind of power was terrifying.

Rumble!

A momentum soared into the sky, cold and powerful, with endless fighting intent, and that powerful momentum directly crushed the fierce oppression of the magic knife.

"Sword Momentum!"

Feeling the incomparably powerful power, the hearts of the crowd trembled, daring to face the magic knife, and not afraid, it really has not a simple strength, mastering the deep sword momentum, and looking at this power, there is clearly a trace of artistic conception power.

Sword intent, that is the great art of killing, the power of destruction that attacks endlessly, and moves forward bravely.

The entire space was filled with surging sword power, and the warriors around them, feeling the power of this wanton cutting, couldn't help but step back, leaving a huge space for the two of them.

Condensed into a sword, the incomparably sharp sword momentum emitted a sharp whistling sound, and it directly killed the magic knife.

Ye Feng, if you don't move, it's enough, if you move, it will be a battle spirit rushing into the sky, and the killing is endless.

The face of the magic knife was cold, and this terrifying condensation of qi into a sword could not affect him in the slightest, it was still cold and ruthless, and the domineering and cold momentum bloomed.

In his eyes, it seemed that there was a cold glow condensing, today, he wanted to use Ye Feng's blood to pay tribute to his brother's soul, and the same, with Ye Feng's blood, to deter all martial artists.

He, the magic knife, who dares to mess with him!

Kill Ye Feng and raise your majesty!

Have the courage to show your sword first!

The corners of the magic knife's mouth had a cold arc, and in an instant, his eyes were cold, his sleeve robe waved, and the roaring killing sword momentum suddenly shattered and dissipated invisible. ’

I didn't see any movement from him, but I saw that the spiritual power that was roaring in the sky suddenly gathered and condensed into a pitch-black fist above the vast sky.

The fist is pitch black, and the magic is monstrous.

Immediately, the pitch-black fist swept out at an astonishing speed, and in a flash, it appeared above Ye Feng's head.

"Heavenly Demon Fist!"

The magic knife's eyes were as bright as lightning, and the palm of his hand was clenched fiercely, and the magic fist fell directly from the void, slashing down angrily in a ruthless attitude.

The magic knife, obviously without any intention of warming up, shot directly, like thunder, and directly bombarded with ruthless means.

The golden light bloomed, and the dull thunderous sound roared in the body, the heavenly veins rolled, and in an instant, Ye Feng directly clenched his fist with five fingers, obviously he didn't mean to use the sword, he only used the power of his body to directly shatter it.

The golden light roared out, the golden fist was extremely bright, and then the foot stepped on the ground, and directly smashed the pitch-black fist into the sky, and shook it hard.

Rumble!

A golden light, like an angry dragon going out to sea and roaring the heavens and the earth, swept out directly from the fist, roaring and echoing the heavens and the earth, directly colliding with the pitch-black fist in the shocked eyes of everyone.

The golden and black light thundered in the sky, and the storm swept away, wanton the heavens and the earth.

In the storm, Ye Feng's body staggered back, retreating more than a dozen steps in a row, falling down in one step, and deep footprints appeared on the ground.

There was a touch of discoloration in his eyes, and he spread out his palm, and then he saw that in the palm of his hand, there was a faint black aura remaining, cold and domineering.

It's like the power of a demonic flame, cold and violent, so weird.

"Sure enough, the magic knife is still powerful, and this kid was knocked back with one punch!"

When the surrounding martial artists saw this scene, they secretly said in their hearts, although Ye Feng defeated the famous poisonous snake with one move, but in the face of the unfathomable magic knife, he was at a disadvantage in an instant.

"You really think that ants can shake the sky, and in the face of absolute power, they are vulnerable!"

The magic knife standing in the air said lightly, and then, with a movement of his body, he swept down.

His figure appeared in front of Ye Feng in an instant, and he directly punched out, and the violent and domineering Heavenly Demon Fist instantly shrouded towards Ye Feng.

Immortal Sword Body!

Fist of Immortality!

Ye Feng's eyes opened suddenly, the golden light burst out, the immortal sword body was running, and the faint golden light was swirling, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and above the fist, the golden light was shining.

Like the fist of God and Buddha, it is indestructible.

That domineering attack directly hit the Heavenly Demon Fist.

Rumble!

This time, the two fists collided, the terrifying power was entangled, Ye Feng was like a divine body, his defense was amazing, and under the storm, he was as steady as a rock.

The two fought each other, and under one punch, they were evenly matched.

"Heavenly Demon Seal!"

Seeing that Ye Feng actually resisted his attack, the magic knife was also a little surprised at the moment, it seems that this young man named Ye Feng, although his realm is not high, his physical body is strong, his defense is amazing, and his combat power is also explosive, which is breathtaking.

It seems that this little person in his eyes, who doesn't know what kind of background, cultivates the Fa Decision, but it is quite extraordinary.

The magic knife slapped out a palm again, only to see a huge pitch-black handprint, which was directly formed in the air above Ye Feng, and with a palm blast, the air directly shattered.

The black light in the sky shrouded directly.

Rumble!

Another brilliant golden fist rose into the sky, resisting all the terrifying pitch-black handprints.