He stared gloomily at the broken knife in his hand, and now the only half of the blade was dimly lit, and it was completely destroyed.

Qin Hege was secretly vigilant in his heart, this sword was not of low grade, how could the weapon in the hand of the main god be an ordinary thing, but it was actually destroyed with a sword.

Looking at it intently, the edge of the flowing fire in Ye Lingyu's hand had somehow changed slightly compared to before.

On the originally heavy and unruly jet-black sword, the blades on both sides of the sword blades glowed with a touch of lava-like red at some point.

The billowing white gas overflowed from the blade of the sword, as if the blade had been burned red, and it had not had time to quench it.

"What strange weapon?" Qin Hege snorted coldly.

If the previous Flowing Fire Edge only looked thick, then the Flowing Fire Edge at this moment suddenly had a feeling of coming to life. The blade turned a flowing crimson color, and the pressure contained in it inexplicably climbed to another level.

Qin Hege gritted his teeth secretly, and the only remaining one-arm pulled out an eight-rank long knife again. The power of space was urged, and it had already circled Ye Lingyu's back, stabbing with a knife.

He is indeed not as good as when he was in his heyday, but what about Ye Lingyu, Ye Lingyu has only been using the secret technique for a long time, and now it is impossible to have the same strength as before.

In comparison, Qin Hege didn't feel that he was inferior to Ye Lingyu. On the contrary, in terms of state, he may be even better than Ye Lingyu.

The knife was ferocious, approaching Ye Lingyu's vest. Ye Lingyu's long hair was windless and automatic, and with a light step backwards, his backhand was a sword dance.

The blade of the sword hummed, and the crimson blade dragged out a burst of red light that burned like flames.

With a crisp bang, the blade of Qin He's singer broke from it, and the sharp sword qi swept by, flying close to Qin Hege's side.

At that moment, Qin Hege felt a chill from head to toe. Inexplicably, what came to mind was the scene of being cut in half by a sword, but when I suddenly came back to my senses, I found that I was still safe and sound.

The souls of the dead were all in danger, and they pulled away violently.

When he opened the distance and looked down, he saw that only half of the eight-grade long knife in his hand was left.

At first it was doubt, now it is a horror born of the heart.

How could it be so sharp? How could it be possible to cut off an eight-grade spiritual weapon like cutting tofu?

Slightly distracted, Ye Lingyu had already flown in front of him, and the flowing fire blade slashed down from top to bottom.

The Flowing Fire Edge is an artifact known for its sharpness, and it is the first weapon in the world, but to this day, Ye Lingyu is still unable to urge all of its power. But one thing is certain, if the edge of the flowing fire is pushed to the extreme, its sharpness is absolutely unstoppable.

"Phantom Yiyi!" Qin Hege shouted as he retreated.

How could he have thought that this strange black sword in Ye Lingyu's hand could be so sharp, what kind of weapon was this? He originally thought that his state was not lost to Ye Lingyu, and he would definitely be able to wash away the shame on Ye Lingyu if he fought alone. But in the face of such a sharp weapon, he couldn't resist the power of it at all.

Phantom Yiyi squinted at them from a distance, and he watched Ye Lingyu's every move.

"Flowing fire

Edge?" he muttered to himself. He had seen the Heavenly Dao Demon Lord, and he had naturally seen the Heavenly Dao Demon Lord's flowing fire edge. Although the shape is very different, the momentum exuded by that weapon is somewhat similar. In his impression, the edge of the flowing fire should not be like this, so he couldn't recognize it at the first time when he saw it before. After thinking about it for a while, he already had a conclusion in his mind, "Artifact Recognition Lord?"

The change in shape is most likely the result of the artifact's recognition of the owner.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he licked his scarlet lips.

The artifact is a sword and a sword, and even the main god is moved. The Heaven Slashing Sword was taken away by Phantom Qianxing and Phantom Zixuan, and most of them were lost somewhere in the Cangling Continent, and he couldn't get it for the time being, but if he could kill Ye Lingyu, the Flowing Fire Edge would be in his pocket. The Flowing Fire Edge may not be much worse than the Sky Slashing Sword.

I really can't imagine that the Flowing Fire Edge of the Heavenly Dao Demon Lord back then was actually in his hands, and it took no effort to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to find them.

"Phantom Yiyi, help me!" Qin Hege shouted again.

Without the help of Phantom Yi, he alone was not Ye Lingyu's opponent at all.

Phantom Yi grinned and went straight to Ye Lingyu.

As long as Ye Lingyu can't use the secret technique, even if he relies on the edge of the flowing fire, he can't be his opponent.

The current Ye Lingyu is not as good as when he was in his heyday, and if he wants to take down Ye Lingyu, he won't be able to fly much at all.

But when he just rushed behind Ye Lingyu, there was an inexplicable aura locked on him.

Ye Lingyu was clearly turning his back to him, but it seemed that eyes had grown from behind him, watching his movements all the time.

This kid is on guard!

Phantom Yi snorted coldly in his heart, this kid fought with Qin Hege, but he kept an eye on himself!

But even so, he puffed up all his strength and slapped it in the air.

The gray palm print fell from the sky, Ye Lingyu forced Qin Hege back, turned his head to look at it without surprise or joy, the sword blade swiped forward, and a sword light flew out.

The palm print that covered the sky and the sun was cut in half by a sword, but Yu Wei fell, and it also hit Ye Lingyu's chest.

A puff of blood in Ye Lingyu's chest exploded, his long hair flew away, and the blood flew out a hundred feet. It took several laps in the air to barely stand on his feet.

The power of the eighth layer of the Heavenly Rank, this is not something he can resist at all.

"Lord!" Mo Luo saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to gallop over to help, but was stopped by Ye Lingyu with a gesture.

There was still a mist of blood left in the air, and a faint smell of blood wafted away. Ye Lingyu lowered his head slightly, stood up straight again, blood stains hung on the corners of his mouth, his forehead hair hung down, and the shadow blocked half of his face.

The crimson on the edge of the flames slowly dissipated, and the heavy sword turned back to pitch black.

Phantom Yiyi sneered frequently, Ye Lingyu clearly couldn't maintain the state of flowing fire for a long time.

He said that if Ye Lingyu could always maintain the Flowing Fire Edge in the form he had just now, he would have done so long ago when he fought before.

Now Ye Lingyu's aura has dropped again, and it is obviously a lot of consumption.

Although the power of the artifact should not be underestimated, not everyone can fully urge it.

Ye Lingyu hand

The fingers flickered, and the edge of the flowing fire disappeared into his hand.

"You can escape in the belly of the Tianhai Python, your luck is indeed good. Phantom Yi sneered, "But if you kill mortal dust, my heavenly realm will definitely not spare you." You might as well sacrifice your own head, and I can give you a good time!"

"Noise. Ye Lingyu's lips slowly opened and closed, and he spit out a lukewarm voice.

Phantom Yi chuckled and snorted: "Stubborn." If I'm not mistaken, the woman of the Succubus Lord seems to be hurt a lot, and I don't know what kind of injury she suffered. ”

In terms of verbal agitation, Phantom Yiyi has used this trick not once or twice, and he has tried it repeatedly.

From the time Ye Lingyu escaped, he could see that Yaoshang's appearance was clearly the magic power of the Ancient Heart Eater.

Although this kid escaped, there was still a demon lord who couldn't escape the doom.

It's ridiculous to say, this kid went into the belly of the snake to save people, although the person was saved, but the person who was saved was an ancient heart eater. Everything he had done had been rendered in vain because of the Ancient Mind Eater. And when the demon lord recovers, Phantom Yiyi can even control it through the Ancient Hearteater, which is a double win.

He knew that using such words to provoke Ye Lingyu, no matter how good Ye Lingyu's heart was, it was impossible to be unwavering.

Ye Lingyu didn't respond to him with words, but slowly held up his hands. From the distance of a hundred feet around him, everything suddenly became quiet.

There is no wind, there is not the slightest wave, and the sound of the surrounding fighting seems to be unable to pass into this space.

Silently, between his hands, a fire lit up.

Phantom Yi was startled, this kid clearly wanted to use some means. When death is on the verge of death, how does he still want to struggle? When he killed Phantom Fanchen, the Dragon Emperor would never give up, and he didn't want to escape even if he fled to the ends of the earth today.

Before he could think about it, the second flame in Ye Lingyu's palm lit up.

Phantom Yiyi's expression was shocked again, and a trace of something bad swelled in his heart.

No, this kid would never struggle in vain. Although I don't know what he's doing, it's certainly not a simple matter.

No matter what Ye Lingyu wants to do, he must not be allowed to do it!

Phantom Yi turned into a streamer and rushed towards Ye Lingyu, and Qin Hege also exerted the power of space at the same time.

But by the time the two of them arrived, Ye Lingyu was no longer in the same place, but was a hundred zhang away, and there was a faint fluctuation of time power in the air.

Between Ye Lingyu's hands, the third flame lit up.

Three flames, three different colors.

"Where to go!" Phantom Yi felt more and more bad in his heart, and rushed over again.

"Don't want to disturb the Lord!" Moro turned into a monstrous stream of blood and stopped in front of Phantom Yiyi.

In Ye Lingyu's hand, the fourth flame lit up, and the flames blended with each other.

As soon as Phantom Yi was stopped, Qin Hege exerted the power of space to chase after him.

One in front and one behind, one chasing and one dodging. A force of space, a force of time, the two of them left countless afterimages in the air.

Fifth Flame ...... Sixth Flame ...... The Seventh Flame ......

Qin Hege's expression became more and more solemn

Heavy, he felt an inexplicable pressure from Ye Lingyu's hands.

Ye Lingyu must be brewing some terrible moves, and he must not be allowed to perform them so easily.

"Stinky boy, are you just going to escape?" Qin Hege shrieked, "Neither you nor that demon lord can escape from our palms. When I catch you, I'll make your life worse than death!"

Ye Lingyu just kept dodging, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The Eighth Flame ...... The Ninth Flame ......

The flames and flames, connected to each other, slowly turned into the shape of a spear.

A wave of heat poured out of the spear, and the coercion spread wide.

Not only where they fought, but also the people around them couldn't help but stop.

Phantom Tian and Ying Tianyu slapped each other, and they all pulled back, turning their heads to look in the same direction.

"What is this?" Ying Tianyu muttered to himself.

The higher the strength, the more sensitive the sense. With Ying Tianyu's perception, he could definitely feel the aura of destruction contained in that spear.

What kind of trick has this kid brewed again? I had never seen Ye Lingyu perform this trick before, when did he toss such a weird thing again?

Ye Lingyu was already surprised enough to create the Great Freedom Formula, if the Great Freedom Formula was a subtle move, then this move was the ultimate arrogance and domineering.

The aura of destruction on the spear made even her feel a pressure.

"Lord ......" Cangdu looked at the battlefield from afar, and the bones in his body were trembling.

Qin Hege couldn't help but shudder: "Stinky boy, don't you think about it!"

The power of space was pushed to the extreme, and palm after palm was slammed down.

This kid must not be allowed to throw a spear, although I don't know what this move is, but it is not unusual. If this power fell on him, he felt that he might die on the spot.

However, Ye Lingyu still held the spear in his hand, and he didn't have the slightest idea of throwing it. Urged by the power of time, under Qin Hege's intensive offensive, it was like a fish shuttling under the water, dodging again and again at a critical moment.

On the colorful spear, after the nine flames, another thunderbolt appeared......

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