Bang!

The heavens and the earth were dark, the storm was condensed, and everyone was looking up at the void, looking at the void with horror in their eyes, the ghost-like figure. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The monstrous light, like a black curtain, is as high as a hundred feet.

And in this deep black curtain, there seems to be an ancient gloomy and sympathetic voice resounding, as if it came from ancient times, penetrating endless time and space, and descending on this world.

The black light froze, and a pitch-black palm emerged from the black light.

What a palm!

Dry and dark, like a ghost, like a demon!

It seems that it does not exist in this world, but comes from a distant time and space, and coincides with this world.

The surrounding warriors, all eyes suddenly converged, the dry palm, the veins were clear, feeling the ancient giant hand, their pupils shrank, from there, they felt a wave of destruction.

Rumble!

The moment the palm appeared, in the world of the black light curtain, there seemed to be a hideous-looking phantom appearing, like a ghost god from the Nine Shadows and from Yama.

The phantom is not clear, but it gives people the feeling that it is.

Because of the monstrous evil aura, and the terrible cry, it shook the world.

"Boom!"

The compassionate voice of the falling autumn sounded, and the cold voice made countless warriors pale, and the air around them was weirdly rippling, spreading far and wide.

At this moment, Luoqiu is like a ghost, coming with killing and death, and the scarlet eyes are extremely shocking.

The voice fell, and the scarlet tongue stretched out, looking particularly terrifying.

Ye Feng was full of vigilance, his face was extremely solemn, at this moment in Luoqiu, he sensed the smell of death, the current Luoqiu was too powerful and terrifying.

If one can't deal with it, then he will explain here today.

"Ghost hand, kill!"

Luo Qiu's face was murderous, and in an instant, his palm slapped down suddenly, and the terrifying giant hand also carried a monstrous might, shrouding towards Ye Feng.

The giant hand fell, and the heavens and the earth were dim, as if they had fallen into a dark world of ghosts and gods.

In it, there is only death, only the power of ghosts and gods.

There is no way to dodge, only to fight!

There is no fear, no fear, there is just a shocking battle intent, and the battle intent is soaring, like the sword in his hand!

The realm of the divine soul does not dare to fight, can not fight, so how to get out of this Qingyun Martial Academy, how to reach the top, how to chase in this cruel martial arts world.

This is the only way to deal with it, except for the power of killing, at this moment on Ye Feng's body, there is Lingyun's battle intent boiling, there is an endless battle intent, crazy burning!

Thundered!

The heavens and the earth roared, thunder bursts, and thick thunder and lightning fell in this black world.

Airplanes!

In the midst of the earth-shattering thunder, there was a violent buzzing sound, which was the sound of a sword, like thunder, like a tsunami!

At this moment, Ye Feng was bathed in thunder, like the god of thunder descending, a terrifying thunder power filled the heavens and the earth, powerful, domineering, and manic!

With a grip of the void in his right hand, a purple long sword appeared in his hand, purple light bloomed, and a purple light burst out of heaven and earth, which was particularly dazzling in this dark world!

"Zixiao Thunder Sword!"

A cold killing sound came out of his mouth, and the light in his eyes suddenly burst out, and a purple light pierced through the void, and the purple sky bloomed, and suddenly a shocking sword intent slashed towards the giant hand of the void.

The purple will rise to the sky, split the darkness, and reappear the world!

Thunder shines brightly!

Destroy, kill, in the world of thunder, there is only speed, kill, destroy!

"Zixiao Thunder Sword Intent!"

"It's actually Zixiao Sword, how is it possible!"

"He actually walked to the last floor of the Martial Palace, and he actually got the Zixiao Sword!"

The Zixiao Sword came out, the heavens and the earth were in an uproar, and a shocking sound erupted, and everyone made unbelievable sounds.

They thought that what Ye Feng had comprehended was the ordinary Thunder Artistic Conception, but they didn't expect that the Zixiao Thunder Sword Intent, which all the martial artists of the Martial Academy had dreamed of, was actually obtained by a newcomer at this moment, and it was a newcomer who only had the realm of Divine Pill.

Their hearts were filled with monstrous waves, and everything in front of them sprinted against their eyeballs and their hearts.

Then, everything in his heart was relieved, and only in this way could he explain why Ye Feng was so arrogant and so powerful, it turned out that everything had a reason.

"Zixiao Thunder Sword Intent!"

Luo Qiu's face changed, becoming more and more hideous, and the killing intent was even stronger, others didn't know, he knew how difficult it was to get this Zixiao Thunder Sword Intent.

He himself, after countless attempts, forced the thunder to return, and comprehended the meaning of the thunder, but repeatedly returned in vain.

This also shows how terrible the talent of the young man in front of him is!

Therefore, the killing intent in his heart was even more boiling.

A genius who has not grown up, killing is killing, once it grows, it will be their nightmare, fortunately, it is not too late, everything is in time.

He, a little glad, made his choice today!

A martial artist in the early stage of the Divine Pill, a martial artist who has just comprehended the sword intent of this Zixiao Thunder, he is still not afraid, killing him is as simple as crushing an ant.

"Shattered!"

A cold voice resounded in the void, and I saw that the withered and pitch-black giant hand reached into the rolling purple thunder and grasped the shocking purple long sword.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Ye Feng's hand was still steady, and the sound of muffled thunder resounded in the void, and the endless thunder sword intent carried the earth-shattering power of destruction and frantically headed towards the dry palm.

Kill!

Ye Feng shouted angrily, the incomparably domineering Zixiao sword intent pounced out fiercely again, the purple thunder bloomed, and the killing intent became more and more terrifying, the sword intent was shocking, tearing through the darkness, and extremely tyrannical.

"You won't stand a chance!"

There was a chill at the corner of Luoqiu's mouth, the withered black palm, the power of darkness bloomed, and the terrifying sword of killing was firmly held by that palm, like a prison of heaven and earth, stuck deadly.

However, Ye Feng's face was expressionless, only the cold killing, his sword was still in his hand, and he didn't let go!

"Extinguish!"

The cold voice fell, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Luoqiu's mouth, as if everything was under control.

Click!

A crisp voice resounded, and I saw that the earth-shattering purple light, the earth-shattering Zixiao sword intent, the void trembled, became dim, and subtle cracks emerged.

Can't stop it?

Looking at the cracks that permeated the sword light of the Hundred Zhangzi Sky Thunder, countless voices sounded in this heaven and earth.

Rumble!

Just as everyone thought in their hearts, the sword light of Zixiao was dim, the void cracked, turning into thunder in the sky, and the void fell, and the sword of Zixiao, the void hummed, and turned back.

Hum!

Zixiao's sword light shattered, his heart was connected, Ye Feng snorted, as if he had been hit hard, and his body flew out upside down.

As soon as he shattered the Zixiao Sword Intent, the pitch-black palm also became much darker, and the fingers were shattered, leaving only a huge pitch-black finger in the end.