Ye Feng half-squinted, staring at the young man who was slowly getting up, and his gaze finally fell on the crimson sword in the opponent's hand.

The blade of the sword is engraved with two words, 'Huolin'.

"Fire Sword? Wouldn't you? ”

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng looked at the handsome young man, "This goods, it won't be a broken wave, right?" ”

In his previous life, after watching "Fengyun", Ye Feng was very embarrassed and sighed about the fate of the broken waves. Broken Waves has a very strong talent, and it is not weak for the two of them. It's a pity that because of the mud bodhisattva's criticism, Xiongba doesn't look down on the broken waves at all. But even in this case, the cultivation of the broken waves is not weak. Even, in the second part of "Fengyun", he calculated Emperor Shakti and became the master of the gate of heaven.

It can be said that Broken Waves has talent, perseverance, and talent.

Fu Hongxue pinched the handle of the knife with one hand, the blood in her eyes rolled, and she looked directly at the broken waves that got up, and a roll of internal force poured into the dark magic knife, ready to attack.

"Sword Master?"

Looking at Fu Hongxue's state, the corners of Broken Lang's mouth flashed with contempt, and he shook his head and said, "If I guessed correctly, your name is Fu Hongxue, right?" ”

Fu Hongxue was silent!

"It is rumored that the blood knife of the Bai family of the Divine Sword Hall was snatched away by an outcast!" Broken Lang looked at Fu Hongxue with a smile, "I thought that the person who could snatch the blood knife from the Divine Sword Hall would be amazing." It's a pity! ”

Seeing that the blood light in Fu Hongxue's eyes was getting thicker and thicker, Broken Lang shook his head, "It's a pity, you're just a slave of the Blood Knife!" ”

After saying that, Broken Wave looked at Ye Feng again.

It's really Ye Feng's shape is too weird, he actually carries a coffin on his shoulder, and the coffin is blood-red all over, intertwined with weird and mysterious lines, and he knows that it is an extraordinary thing at a glance.

Meeting the gaze of Broken Waves, Ye Feng grinned, "Are you Broken Waves?" ”

"You know me?" Broken Lang looked at Ye Feng with some surprise, followed the other party's gaze at the Huolin Sword, and couldn't help but chuckle, "It turns out that the Huolin Sword exposed my identity!" ”

"Although I am a sword cultivator, I am also very interested in the blood knife of the Divine Sword Hall, I don't know, are you willing to hand over the blood knife to me?" Broken Wave's gaze turned, and his gaze fell on Fu Hongxue again.

"Whoa!"

The cold light suddenly appeared, like a falling star outside the sky, carrying a sword aura like a broken bamboo.

Looking at Fu Hongxue, who suddenly made a move, the sarcasm in Broken Wave's eyes became even stronger, "A slave who is controlled by a blood knife dares to attack me, I really don't know whether I live or die!" ”

"Kill!"

With a low shout, the Huolin Sword in Broken Lang's hand turned into a brilliant blood light, as if it could cut through the space.

Fast!

One sword and one sword, the speed has reached the extreme.

As soon as the knife fell, it was as if the years had begun to flow backwards, and the endless bloody qi poured out from the magic knife.

The sword aura is like a rainbow, and the sword shadow is illusory.

"Bang!"

A deafening crash sounded.

Broken Lang's face changed slightly, and he looked at Fu Hongxue, who was retreating quickly, with some surprise, and said in a lost voice: "What a fast knife!" ”

In the eyes of Broken Waves, Fu Hongxue is not only in a low realm, but also a puppet controlled by the blood knife.

But the knife just now actually brought him a deadly dangerous feeling, if it weren't for his rich combat experience, he changed his tactics in an instant, I am afraid that he would be injured.

After returning with a knife in vain, Fu Hongxue's face was as pale as paper, and the blood in her eyes was much thinner.

"Mr. Ye, please take action!"

Listening to Fu Hongxue's cold words, the look of surprise in Broken Wave's eyes became even stronger, "You are actually cultivating with a blood knife?" ”

"Broken Waves, I'll try your Eclipse Sun Sword Technique!"

"Fengyun" is a high-martial arts world, and Ye Feng really wants to see how strong the martial arts in "Fengyun" are.

"You even know that I practice the Eclipse Sun Sword Technique?" Broken Lang turned his gaze and looked at Ye Feng, who was carrying a thousand-year-old hanging coffin, and was shocked in his heart, you must know that only the three or two people in the family knew about his cultivation of the Eclipse Sun Sword Technique.

"Boom!"

One step out, if it is like a jet rocket, the speed is terrifying, the body rubs against space, and it actually raises a series of sparks.

"What a speed!"

Broken Lang's face changed slightly, a solemn look appeared in his eyes, and the Huolin Sword in his right hand swung out violently.

"The White Sun Dawns!"

A sword was swung out, and the sword light was like a panicked sun, blazing incomparably, and the space seemed to be distorted.

The sword light roared, and the surging blazing power made Ye Feng uncomfortable, as a zombie, what he hated the most was the power of the supreme strength and yang.

"Spread out!"

Looking at the sword light like the rising sun, Ye Feng's eyes rolled with light, and his right hand, which was as white as mutton fat jade, was pressed down violently.

"Boom!"

The right hand is like a clutch from ancient times, shattering the rising sun.

Broken Wave's pupils contracted suddenly, and his face was full of shock, "There is no spiritual power, and there is no internal force, just by the strength of the body, you can actually resist the dawn of the white sun?" ”

"You're a refiner?" The broken wave body is like a light swallow, constantly flickering.

Although Ye Feng was very fast, he was all straight and straight, and he was not agile.

"Yes!"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth was full of smiles, because zombies have no intelligence. Therefore, no matter how strong his strength is, no one will suspect him of being a zombie, but will see him as a body refiner.

"I really didn't expect that you are so young that you have already refined your body. It's a pity that the art of refining the body is difficult to reach the hall of elegance. As soon as the broken eyelids were raised, a touch of coldness appeared in the starry eyes, "You take me another sword!" ”

"Swords Stacked !!"

"Whoa!"

The sound of the sword is deafening, like the sound of a waterfall falling from the sky, disturbing people's minds.

One after another sword light, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, falling from the sky, each sword qi contains blazing sunshine.

Ye Feng's expression changed drastically, and the sword qi that swept in all directions made him tingle all over his body, and the blazing daily chemical contained in it almost made him enter a zombie state.

"Get out of the !!"

With a roar, Ye Feng grabbed the huge thousand-year-old hanging coffin with his backhand, used it as a weapon, and swept towards the sweeping sword qi.

"Qiang Qiang !!"

One after another, the sword qi slammed into the thousand-year-old hanging coffin.

In an instant, the blood-colored lines on the thousand-year-old hanging coffin shone brightly.

At the same time, a majestic resentment surged out of the thousand-year-old hanging coffin.

"Woo woo woo !!"

As the resentment in the thousand-year-old hanging coffin exploded, the black wall made of bones actually made a burst of crying sounds, and one after another unjust souls between the virtual and the real poured out frantically, and pounced on the thousand-year-old hanging coffin with teeth and claws.

Broken Wave was also startled by the change in front of him, and retreated with his sword.

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, looking at the tens of thousands of unjust souls who poured into the thousand-year-old hanging coffin, and muttered in his heart, "Besides, Tianyou won't have an accident, right?" ”

Ye Feng really wanted to open the thousand-year-old hanging coffin, but the broken waves were next to him, and once the coffin was opened, the identity of the Tianyou zombie would be exposed.

Moreover, zombies are formed by the condensation of resentment, and Ye Feng believes that nothing will happen to Guo Tianyou.

"What kind of coffin is this? Can it actually lead the soul of injustice, like a moth to a fire? Broken Lang's eyes were shining, and he suddenly laughed, looked at Ye Feng, and said, "Friend, there seems to be no grudge between us, why fight to the death?" ”