The decapitated demon monk's eyelids were raised, and a blood-red bloodthirsty light flowed from them, as if he had turned into a demon in an instant.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of the Buddha was deafening, like a thunderbolt exploding, the air crash held the Demon Breaking Knife, and strode sideways to meet Ye Feng, one after another sharp knife qi, tearing the void, rolling up waves of extremely terrifying spatial ripples, and, a round of blood moon was reflected behind him, among which the phantom of the Buddha wearing a blood-colored robe exuded an endless bloody aura.

"Boom !!"

In an instant, the heavens and the earth shook, and the violent battle ripples turned into an eighteen-level tornado, sending everything within a radius of several hundred meters into the air.

"Come on, old drunkard!"

With a smile on the corner of the Fire Cloud Evil God's mouth, he stepped out of the air, and the full moon with a cold aura behind him was directly hanging above his head, and the white moonlight that sprinkled down seemed to be gentle, but it was enough to kill any Yang God Realm powerhouse.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the laziness on the face of the wine sword fairy disappeared, he held the sword in his right hand, and the steps under his feet were mysterious, and one after another sword rays appeared, and each sword ray contained sharp sword intent.

"Blood River !!"

"Whoa!"

Ye Feng's eyes were rolling with red flames, and a sound like a stormy wave sounded in his body.

The air crash's expression changed slightly, and he felt that the blood in his body was uncontrollable, as if it was about to leave his body.

"Repressive !!"

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

A series of blood-colored Foshan phantoms fell from the sky and fell on the plane crash, making his aura even more majestic.

The space collapsed, and the endless spatial turbulence gushed out.

From a distance, this area turned into chaos, and the terrifying aura emitted made it difficult for even the strongest in the Yang God Realm to breathe, let alone get close to the onlookers.

"Woo Woo !!"

Suddenly, tens of thousands of black rays shot out from the sky.

The huge blood-colored batwing behind Ye Feng unfolded, completely entering the second form.

The expression of the air crash remained unchanged, without the slightest surprise, and the Demon Breaking Knife in his hand was buzzing and trembling, as if he was excited and cheering.

"Knife !!"

The air crash raised his head slightly, and his cold and ruthless eyes were filled with blood.

"First Ring!"

"Whoa!"

With a slash, a blood Buddha figure emerged, and it immediately merged into the sword light.

Shaolin Temple Nine Rings Knife, one knife and one ring, after nine knives, even if it is a vicious demon, he will put down the butcher knife and take refuge in my Buddha.

The first precept is to recite the true vow.

As soon as this knife came out, Ye Feng felt as if there were countless Buddha voices chanting in his ears, persuading him to put down the butcher knife.

Taking advantage of the moment when Ye Feng was stunned, the plane crash leaned forward, and the sharp demon-breaking knife in his hand slashed out horizontally.

"Woo La !!"

Ye Feng raised his head suddenly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

In the next second, Ye Feng appeared a hundred meters away, looking down at the chest cut by the Demon Breaking Knife, and the bloody aura was rolling, constantly blocking the healing of the wound.

"Roar!!

With a low roar, the dark corpse qi rolled out, causing the wound to heal instantly.

"Old monk, now it's my turn!"

Ye Feng clenched his fists, his face was covered with coldness, and he stepped into the void, and his speed was fully open.

The plane crash frowned, and there was a solemn look in his eyes.

Ye Feng's speed was too fast, even if he had the power of the moon to cover a radius of tens of miles, it was still difficult to catch his traces.

Suddenly, the expression of the air crash changed slightly, and the Demon Breaking Knife in his hand drew a cold light, slashing towards the left.

"Boom !!"

A series of sparks rise.

"What a power!"

The air crash felt like this knife was slashing at a magic mountain, and the huge rebound force made his right hand uncontrollably paused slightly.

"The Great Demon Hand !!"

"Boom!"

The corpse qi that covered half of the sky suddenly condensed, turned into a huge clutch, and pinched towards the void.

"Second Tribulation!!"

Facing the clutches that covered the sky and the sun, like a sky net, the face of the air crash showed excitement, and endless blood light rolled out of his body, turning into blood-colored dragons.

"Boom !!"

It's like the first rays of sunlight piercing the black curtain.

The blood-colored knife was like a bamboo, piercing through the huge black clutches.

Ye Feng naturally knew that the Great Heaven Demon Hand couldn't help the plane crash, and the moment he slashed out the second tribulation, his eyebrows suddenly cracked, like a third vertical eye.

"Innocent Thunder God Sword Stabbing !!"

"Buzz!"

"What is this?"

Suddenly, the plane crash stiffened, his pupils contracted suddenly, and the sword light that roared out from Ye Feng's eyebrows made goosebumps stand up all over his body.

The sword stab of the Thunder God without vain, first cut the soul, and then destroy the body, which is weird and vicious.

The air crash is like a lightning strike, and it is impossible to resist the sword stab of the Thunder God without reason.

In an instant, his body was covered with a layer of frost, and his whole person was between the virtual and the real, as if he would return to the ruins at any time.

"What a vicious method!"

Suddenly!

The body of the plane crash completely disappeared into the void, but his eyes were full of coldness, like snake eyes, without the slightest emotion.

"Even the Senseless Thunder God Sword Stab can't kill him?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, and his heart was filled with helplessness, the Little Star Venerable was really difficult to kill.

"The Third Commandment!!"

"Whoa!"

Ye Feng turned around abruptly, staring at the empty sky, and the sound of running water sounded in his ears.

"it!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's expression changed greatly, and in his eyes, the space in the distance suddenly collapsed, and one after another sword qi was overwhelming, like a downpour, sweeping towards him.

"Kill !!"

With a slam of his fists, Ye Feng did not dodge or dodge, but instead rushed towards the cracked void.

"Qiang Qiang !!"

A deafening crash sounded, like metal intersecting.

With Ye Feng's current recovery power, he was not afraid of the injuries caused by these sword qi at all.

"Demons, Obey !!"

The majestic sound of the air crash sounded in the rift in space.

As his voice sounded, the sword qi in the sky suddenly lined up in an orderly manner, turning into a large array.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and in front of him, the endless sword qi actually turned into a tiny Buddha, sitting cross-legged, his hands folded, no joy and no worries.

"Woo La !!"

At the same time, a volume of moonlight power poured into the formation formed by the sword qi.

The air crash came out of the spatial rift, and cracks appeared on the surface of the skin, like ceramics that would break at any time.

The Thunder God Sword is vicious and vicious, and with his strength, he can only suppress it temporarily.

Staring at Ye Feng, who was trapped by the formation, the air crash finger broke the magic knife, and the light in his eyes rolled in his eyes, "Amitabha, it is the responsibility of the old man to subdue demons and eliminate demons, today, the old man will do the way for heaven and kill you, a zombie!" ”

A roll of the power of the moon turned into shackles and fell on Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's face was expressionless, staring ahead, letting countless shackles fall, and said coldly, "Old monk, do you think you can trap me with this formation?" ”

The hands were sealed, and the rolls of corpse qi as black as ink condensed and turned into a dark book.

"Infinite Universe, Searching for !!"

"Buzz!"

In the next second, the Qiankun book cracked, turned into a black light, and shot towards the southeast.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and he stepped out.

"This?"

Outside the formation, a look of shock appeared on the face of the air crash, "What kind of exercise is this?" ”

"A book of words!"

Suddenly, Ye Fengdi's voice sounded in the ears of the air crash.

"Whoa!"

The right hand of the air crash slammed out, and the Demon Breaking Knife carried the power of opening mountains and cracking stones.

"Bang!"

A series of sparks rose, and Ye Feng's ink-black nails were like divine weapons, firmly holding the sharp blade.

(End of chapter)