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The collapsed attic was a few square meters of observation tower on the top floor of the cruise ship.

Although it is not a reinforced concrete building, it can be destroyed from a distance of 20 meters, which is beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition.

"Run!"

The onlookers on the top floor screamed in surprise and fled in all directions.

This is a fight between the gods, and a bad one will harm them innocently.

It's terrible, just the observation tower collapsed in the air, if this falls on people, isn't it completely dead?

In the face of forces beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition, how fragile life is, they are now only left with fear.

"He, he can fly?"

Wang Hao was still standing in place stupidly, looking at Ye Feng who was standing dozens of meters in the air on his back, he couldn't help but feel envious at the same time, and his heart was inexplicable.

He originally thought that Ye Feng was just a guy who could fight, but he didn't expect that the other party could actually fly and do what Master Feng, who was like a god in his mind, could do, and at this moment he realized that he had underestimated Ye Feng too much.

With this hand alone, Ye Feng was not something he could provoke.

"Ye Wuji, the reason why he came here is actually to kill Feng Wuji." In the panic of the Wang family, there is only one person who can still keep his composure, and that is Long Zhen.

Although he didn't know why the young man named Ye Wuji wanted to kill Feng Wuji, he challenged Feng Wuji and other characters who made him look up to him at the age of a weak crown, and his terrifying combat power and the height he was at were beyond his reach, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his mouth.

"Kill me? Who gave you the guts! “

Feng Wuji let out a loud shout, stomped heavily on the deck of the cruise ship with one foot, and turned into a cannonball to shoot into the sky.

The momentum of his upward rush was extremely violent, like a tyrannical sword, and he didn't know when he sacrificed a flying sword in his hand, and a sword sent out a terrifying sword aura in the air, which pierced through the air and made a piercing roar.

That sword qi looked like a black snake, but it could instantly kill a peak Great Perfection like Long Zhen, and there was no suspense at all.

However, in the face of this terrifying power, Ye Feng shook his head, revealing disdain.

"A sword against me? You're still going to die. ”

As he spoke, he opened his mouth slightly, and the flying sword Black Rock rushed out of his abdomen and came to his hand.

The swarthy flying sword like scrap metal rose and grew in the storm, turning into a short sword about a foot long and shaped like a dagger, and in his hand, it felt like holding a cast iron chopping knife.

When Feng Wuji came over, his eyes and perception had been cautiously locked on Ye Feng, this was a good habit he had developed in the mercenary world, even if he had become a land immortal-like martial arts master, he would always be vigilant and vigilant anytime and anywhere.

Suddenly, seeing Ye Feng open his mouth and spit out a weapon, he was suddenly distracted, and his pupils shrank and felt incredible.

"How did he do it? How can a weapon be hidden in the body, and moreover, it can be made bigger and smaller, this method is too rare to be heard of. ”

"Could it be that this is the legendary tongue-bellied hidden sword?"

He was shocked, as if he had discovered some kind of mystery of the world.

Hiding a sword in the tongue, this magical skill he had only seen in some exercise books, but he had never seen anyone with such a strange method, and when he saw Ye Feng use it, it was immediately like seeing a new world.

After losing his mind slightly, he quickly understood in his heart, his caution was not wrong at all, although he didn't understand how the young man managed to hide the sword in his tongue, but he actually had a flying sword, and this alone was enough to prove that he had the strength of a martial arts master.

"What's wrong with this world, not long ago, there was a young grandmaster in the central region of China, why is another one popping up now?"

The young grandmaster named Ye Feng, he had secretly paid attention to it, and he had also seen the photos, so he was sure that it was not the person in front of him, even if he was disguised, he would not be able to escape his own eyes.

Feng Wuji had the feeling of beeping a dog again, and his mouth was faintly sour.

It's just that after seeing the vulgar flying sword similar to a woodcutter in Ye Feng's hand, he immediately couldn't help laughing:

"Poof!"

"Hahaha, laughing at the old man, could it be that your flying sword?"

"Boy, are you sure you're not here to die?"

Feng Wuji forged his own flying swords, and had even seen the flying swords of some other martial arts masters in Huaxia on several occasions, almost one of them was sharper than the other, and the material was hard and powerful.

But the one in Ye Feng's hand was not only short, but also rough, and it didn't even look as good as a woodcutter, it was just a lump of black rotten iron.

"Can this also be used as a flying sword? I just laughed off my big teeth. ”

In the Chinese martial arts world, every martial arts master's flying sword magic weapon is cast by himself, because the flying sword is not something that an ordinary blacksmith can forge, and a martial arts powerhouse whose strength has reached the grandmaster realm, who would be a blacksmith?

After all, this is not the cultivation realm, in the cultivation realm, the heaven and earth environment is full of spiritual energy, there are countless cultivators, and there is a large market for forging flying swords, so there will be special refiners.

And on the earth, people who can become grandmasters can be described as rare, and the cultivation environment is so cruel, and it is not enough to cultivate in a race against time, where will they delve into the matter of refining weapons? Therefore, there is no such thing as a refiner on Earth.

Not to mention, the Dao of refining weapons, the powerful avenue of refining weapons that is indispensable in the cultivation realm.

Ye Feng also discovered at the moment when Feng Wuji sacrificed the flying sword, and the refining dao system on the earth could be described as miserable.

He thought it was ridiculous, the flying sword in Feng Wuji's hand couldn't be called a flying sword at all in his opinion? At best, it can only be regarded as a sharp weapon used by ordinary martial artists, and a small wind gust is engraved on it, which can help the pilot reduce the consumption of true yuan flight.

"Can this also be called a flying sword?"

"I don't even have the most fundamental sword fetus of the flying sword."

Ye Feng shook his head, and also said Feng Wuji's words mocking him in his heart, and he was not interested in taking a second look.

The most fundamental difference between the flying sword and the mortal sword is the sword fetus, the sword fetus is the soul of the flying sword, which is condensed by the essence and blood of the flying sword master mixed with the dark iron strange materials, which can become bigger and smaller with the thoughts and actions of the flying sword owner, release the sword qi, and urge the spell, and the sword fetus can also give birth to the sword spirit.

At this time, a fierce aura struck, getting closer and closer, and it was obvious that Feng Wuji was about to kill him.

"You want to fight me with a broken wood knife? Boy, you can die. ”

The furious sword aura was like a rain of locusts, accompanied by Feng Wuji's disdainful laughter.

"Broken woodcutter?"

Ye Feng's eyes stared at Feng Wuji like an idiot, and sighed softly,

"It's okay, I'll let you see how powerful my broken wood knife is."

When the words fell, he held the flying sword Heiyan in his right hand, and slashed out with a "sword drawing technique", and in an instant, it was like a sword cutting through the glass, and the void where the flying sword passed, there was a violent spatial tremor and even tearing, as if the space was split in half by a sword.

Feng Wuji blasted out countless sword qi with a thick True Yuan, and under the cyan sword qi that Ye Feng slashed out, they shattered one after another, turning into nothingness. Moreover, Ye Feng's cyan sword qi was even more devastating and devastating on Feng Wuji's so-called flying sword.

Click!

A huge sound of Xuantie breaking came from mid-air, only to see that the flying sword in Feng Wuji's hand was actually cut off by force, which made Feng Wuji's face change greatly, the flying sword in his hand was made of the most exotic metal materials he collected from all over the world, it was extremely tough, even if it was blown up with a bomb, it would not be damaged at all.

How can it be broken?

However, it was still a trivial matter for the flying sword to break, because the moment the flying sword was broken, Ye Feng's cyan sword qi cut his whole body through his waist.

This sword qi contains the sword intent that Ye Feng comprehended, it is no longer a sword qi in the ordinary sense, it is definitely the sharpest existence on the earth, no matter how powerful Feng Wuji is, he is just a foundation building early stage cultivator, no matter how strong the body protection true yuan is, it has no effect at all.

"Ahh

In mid-air, there was immediately a heart-rending roar from Feng Wuji.

His body was cut in two by Ye Feng's terrifying sword qi, and he had no ability to fight again, he was about to crack, as if he knew that he would not be able to escape the fate of today, and he didn't plan to run away, secretly holding a strange artifact shaped like a grenade in his hand, and looking at Ye Feng with gloomy eyes full of hatred.

"What enmity do I have against you? You're going to come here and kill me? ”