"In front of me, you are not worthy of a sword!" Feng Lin's long sword pointed at Ye Feng, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, sharp and rolling towards Ye Feng. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No, you'll know later, you're a clown, stupid!" Ye Feng strode in the air, the artistic conception of the sword, and the power of death fused with each other.

At this moment, he is the sword, and he is the god of death who is in charge of killing.

And the sword in his hand is the sword of death.

Since the mysterious stone sword unsealed a stone tablet, the suspended pitch-black sword has made him comprehend the sword of death and the sword of annihilation, which can be described as a thousand miles a day, and every day has a different comprehension.

"What a terrible sword intent!" The crowd exclaimed, the sword intent of these two people did not appear like a stormy wave, but it was like a wave hidden in the deepest depths, once it broke out, it was earth-shattering, it was a storm like a tide, sweeping the heavens and the earth, which brought destruction.

"This guy, I haven't seen him for a few days, and this sword intent is another world!" Wan Linghuang said slowly.

Even in the crowd, the mysterious and unpredictable Falling Dream Snow like an iceberg, the blue eyes that have always been cold also have a surprise to emerge.

"Slash!"

Feng Lin took the lead in making a move, and the sword like water bloomed brightly, and suddenly in the void, waves appeared, like the roar of the sea, and a sword slashed towards Ye Feng.

A sword like water has turned into a sea of swords!

Shout!

The pitch-black long sword swung up and stabbed forward, the void trembled slightly, and the sharp roar of sneering resounded, there was no earth-shattering waves, some only the power to annihilate nothingness.

The sword like water, like the sword of the sea, was suddenly spread by a withering force, and the sword, the sea, suddenly withered, cracked, and turned into ashes.

A round of black sword shadows bloomed his dazzling in the void, and the power of the silence became even stronger, Feng Lin's face sank, and his body suddenly retreated, avoiding this sword.

In this collision, neither of the two bargained, and the swords of the two, one like water, and the other withered, were terrifying.

"It's really surprising that your sword can compete with me, but your realm is not as good as mine, so you will die after all!" Feng Lin said proudly.

Listening to his words, it seemed that the victory was in hand, and Ye Feng was not an opponent at all.

"Ignorance, did you defeat me?" Ye Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer, I really don't know, this decisive battle is not over yet, where does this confidence come from.

"Hehe, sooner or later, the sword just now is just a temptation, and the next sword is the sword that kills you, you can see it!" Feng Lin said coldly.

The terrifying sword just now was just a temptation.

The crowd is agitated, this seal is really not a loss to be a master of the list, his strength is really terrifying.

"Don't use the next sword, just use your strongest sword, let me see, what is extraordinary about him, I, wait for you to kill me!" Ye Feng said disdainfully.

One is more crazy than the other, this Ye Feng actually said that Feng Lin used the strongest sword, waiting for him to kill.

Still so domineering and arrogant!

Like his sword, his eyes are empty!

"Miscellaneous, today is the day you will die, enjoy the last time!" Feng Lin slowly raised the sword in his hand, and the sword had bright ripples and swaying, like the sun shining, exuding heart-palpitating fluctuations.

This time, this letter is really angry.

"Spring rain fills the sky, turn rain into a sword, kill!"

Feng Lin's words fell, and the light on the sword became more and more brilliant, terrifying.

The light on the sword was blazing, and it suddenly exploded, and in the void, it was like a spring rain, fine and sudden, covering the entire heaven and earth.

The sword of the envelope, like rain.

It's as translucent as rain, but it's extremely sharp.

Drizzle like a sword!

"This sword, how can you block it, give me death!" Feng Lin said proudly.

A sword comes out, the heaven and the earth turn into rain, this is the artistic conception of water.

The drizzle fell, and there was a sneering sound in the void, and the entire space seemed to be pierced by a rain of swords.

"What a terrifying sword!" The crowd trembled, the power of this sword was so terrifying and shocking!

Such a sword, how can this Ye Feng resist!

Feng Lin sword out, the warriors behind him, the face is also proud, full of smiles, this spring rain sword, is the killer weapon of Feng Lin, many people under this sword, there is nowhere to hide, they are crushed by this dense sword rain.

They looked at Ye Feng and wanted to see his expression at the moment, they wanted to see that there was a look of fear, regret, and even kneeling and begging for mercy on his face, however, when they looked at it, they found that there was no, no expression.

The only thing that there is is is as indifferent as ever, as if the heavens and the earth are shattered, he is still like this, still indifferent, calm, like his sword, when he converges, calm as water, when it erupts, it destroys the world!

The terrifying calm made them feel inexplicably uneasy.

"This is your strongest sword, like a child's toy, it can't be used!" Ye Feng said indifferently, the cold and ignorant language made Feng Lin and those martial artists look dull, and instantly stunned, standing there, children's toys, this is too funny.

"The master of the human list, but so, die!" Ye Feng said again, shaking his head, as if he was bored, he thought it was a feast, but he didn't expect it, but so, it was too disappointing.

When the voice fell, a terrifying killing intent appeared on his body, and a pitch-black sword appeared, blooming with his brilliance.

Killing, the sword of the god of war, the sword of complete destruction, there are no impurities, some are just pure killing, this is the mysterious stone sword, endowed with power, sword, world, attack first.

Kill endlessly!

Swords are meant to kill, not showcase!

The hand was slowly raised, the power of spiritual power and artistic conception converged, rolling and roaring, in the void, in Ye Feng's hand, a terrifying pitch-black sword condensed.

The pitch-black sword, the rolling roar, the sword of killing, appeared.

That soul-shuddering sword, appeared!

Ye Feng held the sword of killing, like a peerless killing god descending!

Death brings only death!

"Sword of Death!" The pupils of the crowd shrank, the terrifying power of death, the pitch-black sword that made the soul tremble, what was particularly terrifying was that at this moment, Ye Feng exuded only killing and only death all over his body, and the pitch-black pupils were like death, ruthless and cold.

The figure like a killing god stood in the air, up and down his body, and the killing intent was extremely terrifying.

This invisible power filled the void and landed in this heaven and earth, and the surrounding warriors trembled wildly in their hearts, and couldn't help but retreat, they also felt the horror of this power.

Feng Lin's heart trembled fiercely, at this moment, he was frightened in his heart, and suddenly regretted, unwilling, and even had a trace of the idea of turning around and running.

Ye Feng at this moment, it's so terrifying!