"What a terrible sword!"

Ye Wushuang looked at the scar on his chest, and the terrifying sword light sounded, and his eyes flashed with extreme coldness.

Ye Wushuang cultivated the "Heaven and Earth Holy Dragon Decision", and his physical body was extremely strong, but at this time, under the sword of Ji Feng, he was actually injured.

Ye Wushuang's eyes flashed with coldness, and at the same time, he was also afraid of Monsoon's strength.

"Ye Wushuang, he didn't die!"

The people around looked at Ye Wushuang in shock one by one, and stayed in an instant.

"Damn, how is that possible?"

"I slashed directly at his body with a sword, but I only barely broke through the defense on the surface of his body, this body is so strong, could it be that this person is a god of heaven and can't do it?" Ji Feng looked at Ye Wushuang in surprise, such a strong body, even if it was him, he had never heard of it.

At this time, Monsoon's face was extremely gloomy.

Originally, she intended to kill Ye Wushuang with a sword, but the result was like this.

Her beautiful sword turned out to be only a little skin trauma.

"This guy!"

And Ye Wushuang was solemn.

After wiping the blood from his chest, his eyes flashed with a terrifying coldness.

"His perception of the power of the realm and his understanding of the way of the sword are far above mine, and the sword skills he uses are also very good, but his basic strength is very ordinary, only at the level of an ordinary emperor. ”

After only a short fight, Ye Wushuang already had some understanding of the strength of this monsoon.

"I'm not his opponent in terms of skill and speed, so I rely on absolute strength to crush him. Ye Wushuang's eyes flashed.

"Huangquan Blood River, suppress!"

Thundered!

The blood river was rushing wildly, and in the center of the blood river, a blood bridge composed of millions of yin souls appeared, standing quietly, and Ye Wushuang was standing on top of the blood river, stepping step by step, and his breath became stronger and stronger, like a Shura god of war.

The Fulong stick in Ye Wu's hands also spread a monstrous momentum, and then it was blasted out with a straight stick.

Behind him, the Holy Dragon Phantom roared, and the terrifying power erupted.

In Ye Wushuang's body, the "Heaven and Earth Holy Dragon Decision" suddenly operated automatically, and among the eighteen acupoints, eighteen divine dragons roared angrily.

Silent, come and go without a shadow!

There was no movement.

But this seemingly ordinary stick made the monsoon's eyes shrink suddenly.

"Regret the Heavenly Stick Method, the Seventh Style, Silent!"

At the same time, Ji Feng also roared angrily, the seventh form of the Regret Heaven Stick Method was silent, and he actually shot at him, and he was no stranger to the Regret Heaven Stick Method, the Regret Heaven Stick Method was the magic power of his good brother Tongtian King, and at this moment, Ye Wushuang was the first seven form of the Regret Heaven Stick Method, silent.

Ye Wushuang used the full strength of the Huangquan Blood River to erupt, and the power of this stick was even more earth-shattering.

Even if it was a monsoon, he didn't dare to slack off at this moment, and immediately swung his sword to resist.

There was a solemnity in his eyes, and there was a faint essence.

Bang!

A violent, roaring sounded, and two terrifying powers rushed wildly, and the constantly escaping sword and stick momentum were enough to easily tear the heavens and the earth in half.

"It's amazing that he even knows how to use the Heavenly Stick Method, and he has performed it to the seventh form. Ji Feng stared at Ye Wushuang with burning eyes.

"If you want to kill me, you're afraid that you want me to die, right?"

A terrifying sword intent that made the people watching the battle around feel creepy, like a thunderbolt, directly swept out.

This sword shadow appeared too suddenly, even Ye Wushuang couldn't react immediately.

"Regret the Heavenly Stick Method, Seventh Style!"

Ji Feng had already recognized Ye Wushuang's stick move, but his figure was barely moving to the side at this moment, and the extremely fast momentum directly bombarded his shoulder, piercing a hole in his shoulder.

Monsoon's figure was also blasted back by the embarrassment of this sword intent.

However, when he regained his footing and the countless powerhouses around him looked at him, they were all taken aback.

The reason why they were surprised was that they saw the hole in the shoulder of the monsoon, a hole the size of a bowl, which was not a minor injury for anyone, and such an injury would inevitably have a lot of blood flowing out, but at this moment, the hole in the shoulder of the monsoon, did not see any blood gushing out.

All they could see was flesh and blood slowly wriggling in the hole.

"That's ......"

The countless powerhouses watching the battle around were stunned.

No one could have imagined that the resilience of the monsoon would be so terrifying.

"It is worthy of the cultivation of the double emperor of the human emperor!"

The eyes of Iron Bull, Red Blood and the others fell on Monsoon's body, and their eyes were full of horror.

This scene really shocked them.

"Monsoon, today, you will surely die!"

A loud roar came out of Ye Wushuang's mouth, and Ye Wushuang used the "Dragon God Step" to move, his body was like a swimming dragon, and he was already killing towards the monsoon.

In the tomb, at this time, many powerhouses in the Shura Hall and the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall looked at them indifferently, and no one stopped Ye Wushuang and helped Ye Wushuang.

Monsoon's eyes gleamed dangerously.

"Run!"

Ji Feng didn't have any idea of fighting Ye Wushuang to the death at all.

Ye Wushuang had just fought with him, and he knew a lot about Ye Wushuang's strength, and Ye Wushuang at this time was far from being able to compete with him.

Fighting against Ye Wushuang, he didn't have any life at all.

"Can you escape?" Ye Wushuang's face was indifferent, and the vast killing intent burst out, and immediately a huge and vast blood-colored river burst out like a tumbling tsunami.

As Ye Wushuang broke through to reach the half-step human queen, and then exerted the realm, that power was much, much stronger than before.

The momentum alone is countless times stronger than before.

The huge realm spread out, completely covering the entire tomb in an instant, and the monsoon fell into the realm of the Yellow Spring Blood River, only feeling like he was stuck in a quagmire, he struggled wildly, but his body was still greatly affected, and his speed was greatly weakened.

"Damn. ”

"This Ye Wushuang, when he fought with me before, he still retained a trace of strength. Monsoon thought to himself.

The Huangquan Blood River Domain was frantically pressed on that monsoon's body, and the monsoon speed was greatly weakened, while Ye Wushuang was like a fish in water, instantly shuttling a long distance and appearing on the side of the monsoon.

"Die!"

Ye Wushuang shot directly without mercy.

Rumble!

Cultivating such a domineering exercise is extremely terrifying, and he waved the Fulong stick and made a move.

The stick shadows slashed one after another, and Ji Feng also took out his long sword and tried desperately to resist, but the result was ...... After two successive encounters, the brutal force shook the long sword in his hand away, and then Ye Wushuang's third swept stick was ruthlessly blasted down from Ji Feng's body.

PS: Let's watch two more tonight, I'm too tired, I'm sorry, I'll make it up tomorrow!

(End of chapter)