"If you want something, it depends on whether you have a life to take it!" Ye Feng's eyes sank and said coldly.

Kill!

Suddenly, in the dim world, a killing sound burst out, this whistling space shook, and countless wind blades shattered, which was a terrifying scene.

In a flash.

In the void, a fierce and domineering sword intent rushed to the sky, extremely sharp, enveloping the surrounding heaven and earth, this sword intent made people's hearts chill and suffocated!

Airplanes!

The sword roared like thunder, rolling in, and a golden cyan streamer pierced the sky and fell from above the nine heavens, and suddenly, this sword seemed to become the only one in this world.

The sword was in the air, with endless killing intent, and slashed towards Ye Feng.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes bloomed, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Boom!

Ye Feng took out the sword, the sword light was pitch black, and in an instant, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be empty, and everything withered under this sword, leaving only the pitch-black sword, standing in the air.

At the same time, the brilliant golden-cyan sword light shattered inch by inch, and under the pitch-black sword, it became without a trace.

When they opened their mouths, everyone was slightly suffocated, and their breathing stagnated, just looking at the black sword standing in the void.

Such a sword is so terrifying!

They also thought that Ye Feng was not an opponent before.

The pitch-black sword, slashed in the air.

Get lost!

Yuan Huatian drank like thunder, only to see that above his body, gold and green were intertwined, the shining light bloomed, the sword intent in his body boiled, and a surging power burst out from the long sword in his hand.

However, in the face of his attack, Ye Feng's sword was still cut down!

The sword is slashed down.

The golden and green intertwined sword intent shattered, like tofu, vulnerable to a blow.

At the moment when the sword intent shattered, Na Yuan Huatian's face changed greatly, and an uncontrollable chill suddenly surged into his heart, and he was soaked all over his body with a cold sweat.

The feeling of hovering between life and death for many years made him feel fatally uneasy.

So, at this moment, he made a choice, abandoned the sword and retreated wildly.

"Don't you think it's too late to leave now?"

However, at the moment when he retreated wildly, Ye Feng smiled coldly, that demonic smile was full of endless ridicule.

He stepped out in one step, like a ghost, that is, shuttling through his dim space, his figure appeared strangely in front of Yuan Huatian, and the pitch-black sword in his hand swung out.

The pitch-black sword, like a scythe that harvests life, exudes a strong sense of death.

The speed was too fast, so fast that Yuan Huatian couldn't react at all, so he could only reflexively block his arm in front.

Yes!

A terrible scream came out, and it was terrifying.

This terrible scream naturally came from Yuan Huatian's mouth, and I saw his right arm holding the sword slowly descending from the void, and there was still a pitch-black death on it, and it withered in an instant.

Yuan Huatian, a sword cultivator, even the hand holding the sword was cut off, and his sword was not there.

Roar!

Yuan Huatian let out an inhumane roar from his mouth, his eyes were full of resentment and fear, and his body flew out again, fleeing in embarrassment.

"Hehe, since you're here, you have to pay the price, this arm is not enough. ”

Looking at Yuan Huatian who fled in a hurry, Ye Feng smiled coldly, his body swept out, and the earth-shattering sword light gathered like thunder, towards the embarrassed fleeing figure, and the void fell!

Yes!

The thunder fell, and a terrible scream resounded through the void, and Yuan Huatian was submerged by the light of thunder, and his entire body shattered and was crushed by the thunder.

Yuan Huatian, a martial artist at the peak of the divine soul, die!

The eyes of the surrounding warriors looked at this scene, their pupils shrank, and a thick color of horror surged in their hearts.

This Yuanhua Heaven, the pride of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the powerhouse of the peak of the Divine Soul, is actually not Ye Feng's one-sword enemy.

This Ye Feng is actually so powerful, with the strength of the middle stage of the divine soul, he actually smashed Yuan Huatian with a single sword, is this still a human?

How is this possible?

In this battle of gods and heavens, who else will be his opponent, could it be that only the blood Shura of the Blood God Palace can.

The first person in the martial arts academy, as expected, there is no vanity under the fame.

"Sure enough, it's the era of the rise of geniuses!" The crowd sighed secretly, one genius after another bloomed, Blood Shura was like this, Ye Feng was like this, making those so-called geniuses dim and becoming a stepping stone for others.

For example, Blood Killing, Wan Qingshan, and Yuan Tianhua, they also bear the name of genius, but now they are replaced, the brilliance is gone, and even life is gone.

The battle between geniuses and geniuses, some people rise, some people end, this is the fate of the warrior, the fate of the genius, in the future, who can bloom on the Tianxuan battlefield or fall, it depends on their own fate.

"Let's go!" Exterminate Yuan Tianhua, Ye Feng said with a smile on Luo Mengxue.

The moment his smile appeared, the appearance of death dissipated, replaced by a gentle face, as indifferent as water.

In an instant, the two of them swept out, and within a moment, they were passing through the dim storm area, and swept towards the place where the god heaven was.

Rushing again, the two of them didn't stop at all, even if some heaven and earth spirit essences appeared, they didn't stop, because the baptism of the gods was the most important thing.

Half a day later, they were already approaching the place where the Divine Spirit Heaven was, and appeared in a misty area, and the two of them slowed down, because it was too quiet there, and they had to be careful.

The two of them walked forward, with a faint light on their bodies, and he walked in front of Luo Mengxue, looking at the misty world with vigilant eyes.

Shout!

But just as he stepped out, his eyes were condensed, and his footsteps retreated abruptly, only to see that a violent rainbow light tore through the mist, like a lightning burst at the place where he had just stood, and suddenly, the earth cracked, and terrifying cracks spread.

Ye Feng looked ahead, where a blood-colored spear pierced the ground deeply, leaving only a small section to appear outside, trembling incessantly.

"Hide your head and show your tail, come out!" Ye Feng looked at the misty area and said lightly.

"Smack!"

There was a faint applause, and I saw three figures appear in the mist, and the appearance of these four figures made Ye Feng's pupils shrink, and a killing intent appeared on his face.

Because, one of the figures made them no longer familiar, it was really a person from the Martial Academy, Xuantian!

And the other two, one of them was wearing a blood-colored robe, with a gloomy face, while the other had a long scar on his face, and in the palm of his hand, a blood-colored long knife appeared.

They are two of the four bloodies of the Blood God Palace, the Blood Dragon and the Blood Knife.

At this moment, the three of them looked at the two of them with a playful face, and there was a shocking killing intent hidden in that playful smile.

Unexpectedly, this Xuantian was actually with the people of the Blood God Palace, which really surprised Ye Feng.