Yang Feng's cold voice fell on everyone's ears, extremely terrifying.

At this time, Xiao Jian and the others stared at the screen, their faces were a little ugly.

The combat power that Yang Feng showed just now surprised them all.

Yang Feng is too strong, you must know that those martial artists just now are the elites of the Sword Pavilion, and every one of them is a strong person who can deter one side when placed outside.

But it was all abolished by Yang Feng so easily, like chopping melons and vegetables.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have dreamed that the young master of the Yang family would be so strong now.

The point is that these Sword Pavilion martial artists did not cause any damage to Yang Feng at all.

"Brother Xiao, do you need me to ask the eldest prince to send some masters over?" Yang Mo said.

Xiao Jian snorted coldly: "No need, if this kind of junior can't be dealt with by my Sword Pavilion, how can I Xiao Jian still gain a foothold in the martial arts world?"

Yang Mo smiled awkwardly: "This kid hurt nearly a hundred masters of your Sword Pavilion in one go, and the strength shown by this kid is too terrifying." ”

Xiao Jian sneered: "Yes, this kid's strength is indeed very strong, but in front of my absolute strength, he can only die." ”

The words fell, and the cup in Xiao Jian's hand was suddenly crushed by him.

"If this kid comes to me again, I will let him know that my Sword Emperor is not in vain. Xiao Jian looked arrogant.

"Brother Xiao, with your strength, do you feel that you can kill Yang Feng in a few moves?"

Xiao Jian snorted coldly, with relentlessness in his eyes: "One move to kill him is enough." ”

After all, Xiao Jian's strength is a nine-rank primary, and killing Yang Feng, who is at the peak of the seventh-rank in one move, is as easy as stepping on an ant.

Yang Feng didn't hide his strength when he killed the Sword Pavilion this time, and hiding Xiao Jian also saw his true strength.

Of course, this is also what he did on purpose, once he meets Xiao Jian, he will copy and paste, so that his strength will definitely have a qualitative leap.

In this way, Xiao Jian's carelessness makes it more convenient for him to be a yin person.

"Brother Xiao, your seven disciples, do you think you can stop Yang Feng?"

Xiao Jian snorted coldly: "The seven-star sword formation of our Sword Pavilion, even if it is an eighth-grade powerhouse, has a chance to kill, and he wants to break my formation with a seventh-grade peak, it is simply a fool's dream." ”

Song Yu stared at Yang Feng with a sword in his hand: "Boy, you killed my brother and injured so many of my fellow disciples, today I will use your blood to avenge my younger brother and the fellow disciples who were killed by you." ”

The other six disciples also stared at Yang Feng with hideous eyes.

The seven people each stood in a formation, calm on the surface, but in fact, their momentum had been condensed in the seven-star sword formation.

Yang Feng sneered on his lips, he had long known that the other party was going to use the formation to kill him.

However, how could Yang Feng be afraid.

Through the memories of the seven people, Yang Feng had long known how to deal with this terrifying seven-star array.

Yang Feng was carrying a rusty broken sword in his hand, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent: "I said that the one who stands in my way will die, and I don't want to find death to get out of the way." ”

"Boy, if you want to see my master, you must pass our pass first. ”

"Kill!"

When the words fell, the sword in Song Yu's seven hands waved, and it was actually condensed into a huge seven-star sword.

In an instant, the air around them seemed to freeze, and a solemn murderous aura burst out from their bodies.

This momentum was so strong that it even made many onlookers feel trembling and out of breath.

Then, the seven men moved almost as if they were one person, flipping their wrists.

"Seven Stars Killing Sword. ”

With a roar of rage, they stabbed directly at Yang Feng with the seven-star sword composed of spiritual energy.

In the air, there was a shimmering sound of swords.

In order to condense the seven-star sword, the seven people almost hollowed out the aura of their bodies.

And the power of this sword is also extremely amazing.

This seven-star sword with condensed aura was like a thunderbolt, instantly locking on to Yang Feng, falling directly from the sky and stabbing fiercely.

The position where Yang Feng was standing was instantly enveloped by this monstrous sword aura.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Xiao Jian had a smug smile on his face.

This seven-star sword formation comes from an ancient martial arts, and it is powerful.

He had even seen the scene of Yang Feng being hit by the Seven Star Sword and dying on the spot.

And those who watched the excitement were also shocked.

The power of the giant sword conjured up by this seven-star sword array was too terrifying.

However, at this time, Yang Feng was holding the broken sword in his hand, and his face was as calm as water.

Even he had a faint smile on his face, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

The seven-star giant sword was getting closer and closer to Yang Feng in the shocked eyes of everyone.

"What is Yang Feng doing?" At this time, even Xiao Jian was a little puzzled.

In the face of such an attack, even Xiao Jian would choose to avoid its edge, but Yang Feng didn't dodge or dodge, and stood in place.

"Hmph, it turns out that Yang Feng's strength is nothing more than that. Xiao Jian snorted coldly.

Originally, he was still in the team Yang Feng had some expectations, but seeing his current performance, this guy was just a rookie.

Waste, that is, waste, can never be strong.

After a few more breaths, the giant sword was less than a foot away from Yang Feng.

At this time, Yang Feng finally moved.

His movements were so fast that the onlookers saw only a phantom.

And the sword in his hand also slashed towards the seven-star sword.

Click!

With a crisp sound, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the huge seven-star sword.

And the crack spread out like a spider's web.

Rumble!

In the eyes of people in disbelief, the huge seven-star sword actually shattered.

In the next scene, Yang Feng's body had already rushed towards Song Yu and the others.

"Dingding......

With a few crisp sounds, the swords in the hands of Song Yu and the others were all cut off, and only the hilt of the sword remained in their hands.

"It can't be!"

The corners of Xiao Jian's mouth twitched slightly.

He didn't expect that the Seven Star Sword Formation would be broken so easily.

What surprised him even more was the broken sword in Yang Feng's hand.

The power of the broken sword was so strong that it cut off all the swords in the hands of seven of his disciples in the blink of an eye.

No need to ask, this broken sword must be a high-grade aura.

If I were to obtain this broken sword, my strength would definitely increase countless times.

And at this moment, Song Yu and the others were all stupid when they looked at the broken swords in their hands.

Just now, they only saw a few phantoms, and then the sword in their hand was cut off.

If the other party wants to take their lives, it's too simple.

Song Yu and the others all felt trembling all over.

Yang Feng was carrying a broken sword in his hand and looked at a few people coldly.

"Kneel down if you don't want to die. ”

He actually asked Xiao Jian's seven disciples to kneel for themselves.

I have to say that this Yang Feng is too arrogant and domineering.

Song Yuqi's face was pale.

You know, the seven of them have some names even in the whole of Kyoto.

A look of hideousness flashed in Song Yu's eyes.

"Boy, you want us to get down on your knees, you think you're something. ”

Hearing Song Yu's scolding, Yang Feng didn't speak, but his figure turned into a phantom again, and appeared in front of Song Yu in the blink of an eye.