Ye Feng's divine sense swept over, and saw that both of them were late stage cultivators of Jindan, especially the male cultivator, whose mana was deep and abnormal, almost not weaker than Murong Mingbo, and although the mana of that beautiful girl was not as strong as that male cultivator, the two flying swords were one yin and one yang, one ice and one fire, and under the complementarity of each other, the power far exceeded that of a monk of the same level. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although there were a large number of those sword spirits, and there was a red sword spirit that contained most of the attacks of the two, the attacks of the two were really sharp, and they were indistinguishable for a while.

"Senior Brother Zichen!"

"Senior Sister Wei?"

Tong Jiuzhong's exclamations came out at the same time as the dark blue frost.

And Ye Feng was also surprised, the names of these two people, even if Ye Feng is a rookie who has just joined the Sword God Sect, he has also heard of one or two, the one holding the giant sword is Liu Zichen, the senior brother of the Giant Sword Peak of this sect, who has been famous for a hundred years, and the other person is Wei Sanniang, the senior sister of the Imperial Sword Peak, whose divine powers are almost not weaker than ordinary Yuanying monks, and both of them are famous monks on the Canglong list.

It's no wonder that the two of them can fight against so many sword spirits at the same time, if it is Ye Feng and the three of them, I believe that they will only be able to flee in the wilderness.

But although those sword spirits were not afraid of death, they were dwarfed by the sharp attacks of the two. And the aura of these two people has also declined a little, obviously under the long battle, they have lost a lot of mana, it seems that before this, the two have killed a lot of sword spirits.

At this moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly came from the sky in the distance, and then a buzzing sound came.

Just when the three of them were suspicious, several colored streamers shot out, and a few more sword spirits were attracted by the sword qi here and flew here.

Those sword spirits had such a big momentum, which naturally attracted the attention of Zichen and Wei Sanniang, and when they saw the few sword spirits flying in, two of them were glowing with blood-red light, and the two of them couldn't help but change at the same time.

If it was in normal times, even if the red sword spirit was comparable to the Yuanying Monk, the two of them didn't pay attention to it at all, but now that the two of them had a big battle here, a lot of mana was consumed, and there were so many other sword spirits, which couldn't help but make the two of them frown.

"The three Daoists have been hiding on the side for so long, and now it's time to show up!"

Wei Sanniang, who was manipulating the twin swords, suddenly shouted at the hiding place of Ye Feng and the three of them, and actually discovered the whereabouts of the three of them.

Ye Feng couldn't help but show surprise, and then the three of them each put away the hidden magic weapon.

"I've seen Senior Brother Zichen, I've seen Senior Sister Wei, the three of us and the other three are just attracted by the sword qi here, and they have no intention of disturbing the two, I don't know if Senior Brother Zichen needs my help from the other three?"

Although Tong Jiuzhong was commensurate with the other party, his tone was extremely awe-inspiring, and he faintly tried himself to be a junior.

Zichen and Wei Sanniang glanced at each other and said, "Those sword spirits, you delay one or two, and your benefits are indispensable afterwards." ”

Hearing that this person looked like he was commanding with a strong qi, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel dissatisfied, but Tong Jiuzhong agreed indifferently, "Although these sword spirits are handed over to me and the other three, there is no problem in delaying for a while." ”

After Tong Jiuzhong finished speaking, he sacrificed a turquoise flying sword and flew towards the many sword spirits that shot in.

Seeing this, Zang Qingshuang also sacrificed more than a dozen white flying swords and shot towards those sword spirits.

Ye Feng couldn't help frowning, and finally sacrificed a flying sword like a phantom, and after hovering in mid-air, it was suddenly replaced by dozens of flying swords, each of which was like a phantom, appearing like a shadow in mid-air.

Wei Sanniang and Zichen couldn't help but show curiosity, Ye Feng's flying sword was obviously the same illusion, and with the magical powers of the two, they couldn't tell which one was the body of the flying sword.

At this time, the dozen or so sword spirits had already shot in, and the flying swords sacrificed by the three of them met the flying sword spirits at the same time.

But seeing the two red sword spirits in the front, their reactions were extremely sensitive, and in the face of the sword shadows that shot at the three of them, their bodies suddenly shot to one side, and each opened their mouths to spew out dozens of red sword rays, catching up with the flying swords of the three people.

Ye Feng's mind moved, dozens of flying swords shot towards one of the red sword spirits at the same time, and Manton's light swept down, just in a flash, he slashed the sword mang, and then with lightning speed, the humanoid sword spirit in the retreat was involved, and the attack did not stop.

And Tong Jiuzhong also pinched the magic trick, and the turquoise flying sword shot towards another red sword spirit, this flying sword looked like it was made of the spirit wood of the top level, although it was not as powerful as Ye Feng's momentum, but it turned into a weeping willow-like tree in mid-air, and countless branches snaked out of it, dragging the sword spirit in place for a while.

Seeing that the two red sword spirits were being dragged by Ye Feng and the others, Zang Qingshuang hurriedly manipulated more than a dozen flying swords, attacking the remaining sword spirits non-stop.

"As long as you can hold off the time for this tea, except for the two red sword spirits, the rest of the low-level sword spirits will be divided equally among you!" Zichen saw that Ye Feng and the three of them had exchanged hands with the sword spirit, for fear that the three of them would retreat after being defeated, so he hurriedly made a heavy promise.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zichen!"

Tong Jiuzhong couldn't help but show great joy, and the flying sword attack in his hand was a little tighter.

Ye Feng showed a look of surprise while manipulating the flying sword, this red sword spirit really lived up to its name, the power was far beyond expectations, the sword qi in the whole body continued to emanate, every time it hit the phantom sword, it would definitely make Ye Feng's flying sword let out a wail, and those sword qi were endless. Although the body of the sword spirit is trapped in the sword curtain, I'm afraid it won't last long.

And Tong Jiuzhong was not very happy, although after the flying sword turned into a tree, countless branches flickered, trapping the sword spirit in it for a while, but the sword qi that kept surging on the sword spirit's body could easily cut through those branches. And every time those branches were reborn, Tong Jiu was greatly consumed by mana.

However, the Tibetan Blue Frost dealt with those lower-level sword spirits, and with the sharpness of the magic weapon, it would not be defeated for a while.

Although his flying sword has an immortal body, he still feels that his mana has been lost a lot if he continues like this.

Immediately thought of something, and sacrificed those star beads, and after a spell was played, the star beads shot to the top of the red sword spirit's head, and a burst of light flashed, forming a white light mask several zhang large, directly trapping the sword spirit in the light mask.

"Roaring ......"

The sword spirit seemed to be a little frightened by this light cover, and suddenly let out an angry roar. The sword aura emanating from his body became even sharper.

The next moment, as the sound of "poof" sounded one after another, the red sword shadows slammed into the light shield of the Xingchen Bead!

As a result, a scene that surprised Ye Feng appeared!

Although those sword qi finally penetrated through the light mask, after being blocked by this light mask, the sword qi that broke out of the light mask was less than one-twelfth of the original power.

Ye Feng was overjoyed, and hurriedly manipulated the flying sword to attack the sword spirit.

The red sword spirit was furious, and more dense sword qi kept surging out around his body, and he moved to the side uneasily, as if he wanted to avoid the star bead.

How could Ye Feng do what he wanted, while manipulating the flying sword and stimulating the sword qi emanating from this flirtation's body, he moved the star bead and firmly trapped this flirtatious figure in the light shield.

Although the sword spirit had a vertical and horizontal sword aura and extraordinary speed, under the restraint of Xingchen Zhu, his own strength could only be exerted by a small half, and he formed a group to limit his body, as if he was stuck in the mud, and it was difficult to move.

After half a cup of tea, the momentum of the sword spirit was already weaker and weaker, and the sword qi emitted was even more intermittent.