Bang!

After landing, Anhe's eyes had already become hollow and unfocused.

Although the consciousness is still there, the Dao heart has been destroyed,

And all the internal organs are broken, and they can't live at all.

barely breathing, it's just a long time of torture,

Empty eyes, looking at the fire cloud pleading,

"Kill...... Finish...... Me!"

Looking at An He's painful look, even Huoyun was a little unbearable,

After all

This is a disciple of his own sect!

But......

In the end, Huoyun grabbed An He's neck and said in a trembling voice: "You go first, and soon he will come to accompany you." ”

"Click", Anhe is silent!

Wow......

At this time, the elders of the Tiangang Sect were in front of Ye Feng one after another, looking at the fire cloud vigilantly.

"Just now, the two of them have already made it clear that it is a battle of life and death, Huoyun, as an old-timer, you will not be shameless enough to bully the small. ”

Hearing the words of the elders, the killing intent in Huoyun's heart rose again,

Then he smiled and said resentfully: "Of course not, but I remember that he seems to have invited another disciple of ours." ”

Rumble......

Among the disciples of the Ghost King Sect, a young man's face suddenly changed,

But, everyone's eyes fell on him!

At this time, Huoyun, who had already returned, saw the panic on the young man's face, and a strong anger suddenly rose in his heart,

He said sharply: "Jiang Yiran, are you afraid?"

"I ......"

Jiang Yiran subconsciously nodded, but seeing the threatening eyes of Huoyun and the elders and senior brothers,

Shengsheng swallowed what he was going to say later!

Suppressing the fear in his heart, he shook his head and said, "How could I be afraid, the disciple will step forward and take the head of the other." ”

"Hmm!"

Huoyun had a headache, how could he not know that this Jiang Yiran and An He were almost the same in strength,

However, the only thing missing is Ann He's lifeless energy!

went up, it's just a trick to die,

But if you lose, you don't lose the battle, even if you can hurt Ye Feng, you can go back and have an explanation.

Thinking of this, the afterglow out of the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the two people in the field,

Jiang Yiran looked at Ye Feng, his palms were already sweating nervously,

However, he still puffed up his chest and said sharply: "If you admit defeat, I can disturb your life!"

"Poof...... Haha......"

In an instant, many people present laughed,

Only Li Yilei's voice was the loudest, like a donkey, "ahh

Because, everyone can hear the fear in Jiang Yiran's voice,

"Okay!"

However, Ye Feng looked at him with a straight expression, slightly mocking,

Indifferent: "If you kneel down and slap yourself thirty times, I can also disturb your life." ”

Swish......

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Yiran,

I saw that his tight eyes flashed from time to time.

The aura of danger gradually rippled out of him.

One word at a time: "Are you looking for ...... Die!"

In the Ghost King Sect, there has never been a thing of surrendering without a fight,

Otherwise, let alone not being able to raise his head among the disciples, even if the sect rules make him lose a layer of skin,

The Ghost King Sect will also become the laughing stock of everyone,

No matter what he said, he was also a member of the Ghost King Sect, so he naturally wanted to take action to maintain the glory of the sect.

Jiang Yiran's body shook slightly, and he actually shot directly, and a blood-colored long sword appeared in his hand.

On the hilt of the sword, five blood-colored skulls are eye-catching,

"Ghost King Sword, the fifth-ranked person in the same rank. ”

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged, this Ghost King Sect is quite interesting, are you afraid that others will not know their strength?

The second Bi Yuntao is not his opponent, and the fifth comes up,

Delivery?

In a flash of lightning, a dark golden sword qi suddenly appeared, attacking Ye Feng directly.

With this sword, Jiang Yiran didn't want Ye Feng's life, no matter how arrogant he was, he didn't have the confidence to kill Ye Feng with one sword.

He just wanted to deter him, so that everyone around him would look down on him!

The moment the sword was approaching, Ye Feng was not in a hurry, he slapped out with one palm, and directly dispersed the sword qi.

"With your little ability, you still want to kill me?" Ye Feng said coldly.

He had already seen through Jiang Yiran's move just now that the latter was actually a kendo master.

The sword is the respect of a hundred soldiers, so it is more terrifying than other weapons.

What made Ye Feng pay more attention was that Jiang Yiran's sword seemed to have a little bit of mutation,

The sword is even more powerful than the usual sword!

Ye Feng estimated that although Jiang Yiran's strength was only the ninth level of Gathering Spirits, his real combat power was definitely comparable to the chakra one.

The reason why it ranks fifth, maybe it has been hiding something,

The fear just now is probably also deliberate!

"Arrogance!" Jiang Yiran looked at Ye Feng, snorted coldly, and roared: "Although they are both Gathering Spirits Ninefold, the sword in my hand belongs to the third-grade upper rank, and I have drunk the blood of thousands of people, and a little sword spirit was born!

After speaking, Jiang Yiran suddenly stepped forward, and his momentum was strong.

Ye Feng put too much pressure on him, even if he exposed his hole cards, he didn't hesitate to do it.

Jiang Yiran's whole body was full of aura, and in his pupils, a dark golden giant sword appeared, and the aura was surging, and it actually condensed into an entity, exuding a palpitating momentum.

The ghost king sword spirit contains the power of killing, fierce and domineering.

The people around felt the power of the Ghost King's sword, and many of them trembled their legs, and they almost fell to their knees.

Even Elder Huoyun had a flash of surprise in his expression!

Sun Zhaowei subconsciously protected Sun Chunyao and looked at Ye Feng very worriedly.

He admitted that Ye Feng's strength was unfathomable, and no one had ever seen him attack with all his might.

But this time is different, Jiang Yiran's momentum is really too strong.

Ye Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and then he became relieved.

He guessed completely correctly, Jiang Yiran actually used his own blood to refine the Ghost King Sword,

Moreover, the aura of its thousands of people should be caused by slight mutation, which makes the power of the Ghost King Sword even more amazing.

Although it is a third-grade spiritual weapon, in fact, it is already comparable to a fourth-grade intermediate level!

"Suffer death!"

Jiang Yiran didn't give Ye Feng a chance to think, a spiritual aura poured out of the sword in his hand, slashed in the air, turned into a dark golden sword, and flew towards Ye Feng's eyebrows, flying extremely fast.

At the moment when the sword light was issued, a strong threat surged in Ye Feng's heart.

This sword spirit, there are weird,

When!

With a soft sound, the starlight halberd instantly appeared in his hand,

The silver light flashed, like a dream!

Swish......

Facing Jiang Yiran's attack, Ye Feng waved the halberd in his hand,

Bring up a piece of silver and rain down from the sky!

Ye Feng's eyes were sharp like swords, and when the halberd waved, it seemed to become much taller.

There seems to be a kind of condescending imperial momentum,

The pressure like a mountain appeared in everyone's hearts in an instant,

Under this pressure, Jiang Yiran's sharp attack suddenly froze,

A flash of panic flashed in the depths of his eyes!

"You can force me to use weapons, your strength is very good. ”

Swish......

With a domineering voice, the silver pi lian suddenly skyrocketed,

Like a galaxy falling from the sky, Jiang Yiran was directly swept in!

"Ah......h

(End of chapter)