"Whew...... Whoop......"

Wu Feng's breathing was as heavy as pulling a bellows, and the Ancestor of All Evils was too strong.

With the posture of the Immortal Soul, he was able to barely fight the Ancestor of All Evils to this point. This also completely made Wu Feng understand that it was no wonder that the strong people in the world were so afraid of the ancestor of all evils.

It's really ......

Inhuman too!

Fight again......

It will only exhaust every heroic soul, but he Wu Feng will still be defeated.

Not to mention......

Wu Feng raised his head and looked at the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Sacrifice Array in the sky, the Ancestor of All Evils still had the most terrifying blow, that is, refining, using heaven and earth as a furnace.

He, Wu Feng, is not a trickster, and it will be difficult to break that trick.

The body of the Ancestor of All Evil walked crookedly towards Wu Feng, like a withered leaf fluttering in the wind, seemingly aimless, fluttering with the wind.

The blood sword was even more messily wielded, without any order.

It looked like a person who hadn't woken up yet, and he couldn't even walk.

It looks slow, but it's actually very fast!

Wu Feng grabbed the Black Wind Knife tightly, and suddenly retreated a hundred meters away, and in an instant, the body of the Ancestor of All Evils was crooked, and he walked close to the ground, and the blood sword slashed through the air, and he arrived in front of Wu Feng in an instant.

Wu Feng's eyes were cold, the black wind knife turned, and at the same time, the bloodless sword fell into the air.

The extremely strange side of the body of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Evils avoided the bloodless sword, and even attached the blade of the Black Wind Knife to Wu Feng, and the blood sword stabbed directly into Wu Feng's heart.

Wu Feng's left hand was full of dragon armor, and he grabbed the blood sword tightly.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

Wu Feng kept retreating, the Ancestor of All Evils rushed away, and the blood sword continued to pierce into the cortex.

The bloodless remnant sword condensed into a bundle and fell into the air again, and the Black Wind Sword slashed directly at the neck of the Ancestor of All Evils. The Ancestor of All Evil sneered, his body circled, and in an instant, he was behind Wu Feng again, and the blood sword left a bloody hole behind Wu Feng's back.

Wu Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the bloodless remnant sword transformed into tens of millions, all around his body.

The Ancestor of All Evil pointed at Wu Feng and whispered, "Dance, Chaos Sword Technique!"

At that time, he danced like a singer.

It's not beauty, it's not a feeling that makes you vomit......

It's the most terrifying, the most amazing killing intent!

The figure of the Ancestor of All Evil sometimes staggered, sometimes like a ghost.

Before Wu Feng could react, the figure of the Ancestor of All Evils was already all around, with different postures, and even some of the sword shadows did not fall on Wu Feng's body. But let Wu Feng know that as long as he dodged, then those sword shadows that would not have fallen on him would also touch him.

Soul Star!

Tenfold, hundredfold, thousandfold!

Wu Feng's eyes are bright, and today's plan is to defend with all his might.

The blood sword fell, regardless of the angle, it was really just like an ordinary singer dancing sword posture.

However......

With every sword fall, you can easily cut through a heavy soul star!

Wu Feng kept turning around, and the Bloodless Remnant Sword was also constantly chasing the Ancestor of All Evils, but what annoyed Wu Feng was that it seemed that the speed of the Ancestor of All Evils was not very fast, but the Bloodless Remnant Sword just couldn't catch up with him.

In an instant, blood rained.

Wu Feng was instantly hit by dozens of swords, and his flesh and blood flew up.

The mood of the heart found a gap and unleashed it again, avoiding the fatal blow at the last moment. Once again, at the cost of sacrifice, the Immortal Soul repaired Wu Feng's injuries.

"What's going on?"

Wu Feng was puzzled in his heart, what was going on?

The Ancestor of All Evils leaned up, as if he was about to fall, but at that moment, Wu Feng felt a chill in his heart, and rushed forward in panic.

"Whew!"

The blood sword slashed across Wu Feng's waist at that moment, and blood continued to flow down from his waist.

Wu Feng's expression was shocked, and he had no choice but to continue to rely on the power of the Immortal Soul.

"Your breath is starting to weaken......"

The Ancestor of All Evil chuckled, "I said, look at how many times you can die!"

Wu Feng subconsciously retreated, he couldn't figure out the attack method of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Evils, why could the Ancestor of All Evils appear behind him in an instant?

This doesn't make sense!

If he Wu Feng can't figure it out again, then he will be dead today.

"Why don't you speak?

The Ancestor of All Evil sneered, "You can see that you are very puzzled, and you don't even understand what is going on." And now?"

Hearing this, Wu Feng's heart sank, and in an instant, bloodless swords spread all over his body.

"Boom!"

The figure of the Ancestor of All Evils was everywhere, and the blood sword pierced through the barrier formed by the bloodless sword, all of which pierced Wu Feng's body.

It's real......

It's real!

Wu Feng became more and more shocked, no, this is not in line with common sense. There is truth and there is fiction, and it should not be all true.

Wu Song pursed his lips, he was very confused at this moment.

He couldn't figure out what Wu Feng wanted and why......

Why do you have to fight to this point, even if the relationship is not good, but to see your brother being hit hard again and again, that kind of feeling......

Let him be angry from the heart.

But that's the Ancestor of All Evil, what kind of thing is he Wu Song?

Not to mention fighting, you can't take a single move, right?

Wu Song kept asking himself in his heart, what is he?

"Bang!"

Wu Feng fell to the ground, splashing a rain of blood.

The Ancestor of All Evil was not in a hurry to kill him, and that kind of appearance was just playing a game.

A game of cats playing rats.

Is Wu Feng strong?

At least the Ancestor of All Evil has recognized him, and he, Wu Feng, has already made the Ancestor of All Evil feel threatened, the threat of death.

"More than half of the Immortal Soul has lost ......"

Wu Feng staggered back, with the current situation, he couldn't support it for long.

"What else can you be if you don't have the will to fight?"

The Ancestor of All Evils laughed, and the blood sword slashed at Wu Feng's head.

"Ancestor!"

Wu Song screamed in a trembling voice.

"Oh?"

The Ancestor of All Evil turned his head, and the blood sword also stopped in the air, "You want to do it yourself?"

Wu Song's face was pale and bloodless, and he walked towards the Ancestor of All Evils with fear and fear, "Ancestor, can you ...... Can you let me do it......"

"The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and even if you are now, you are far from being his opponent. ”

The Ancestor of All Evil smiled indifferently, "Since you want to do it, you can, after all, you have been my servant for a lot of time, and this small request is still okay." ”

Wu Song walked towards Wu Feng step by step, his body was trembling, and his face became more and more pale.

Wu Feng's expression was indifferent, he just stood there quietly, holding the Black Wind Knife tightly.

"The Third ......"

Wu Song took a deep breath, "Although we are brothers, we have a lot of words between you and me. ”

Wu Feng said indifferently: "I know." ”

Wu Song looked at Wu Feng, that body, he had seen it too many times just now.

Both arms were torn off......

The body was pierced......

Both legs were crushed......

That scene was bloody.

Wu Song didn't understand, he really didn't understand, he didn't understand why he had to do this!

"Why are you so persistent?"

Wu Song whispered, "Are you really not afraid of death at all?"

"I'm afraid. ”

Wu Feng said coldly, "I'm afraid of death, I'm very afraid of death, and I'm even more afraid of other people's death, friends, relatives." ”

Wu Song said: "Then why don't you give up? Why do you have to go against the ancestor?"

Wu Feng stared at Wu Song and said indifferently: "Because I am a god master." ”

Wu Song frowned, "Is it because of this absurd reason?"

Wu Feng was silent for a long time before nodding heavily, "Yes." ”

Wu Song raised his sword, the sword of the emperor.

He was supposed to be a powerhouse in this world, but he was born at the wrong time, and he couldn't even enter the Five Holy Lands.

Wu Songjue's self was very unlucky, very sad, and even very bitter.

How good would it be if he was born into a wealthy family?

In that case, he would be like Luo Xian'er and their holy sons and daughters, with unlimited resources, as long as he was given a hundred years, a thousand years, he could ......

He can become the pinnacle powerhouse!

At that point, you can have whatever you want!

"The Third ......"

Wu Song pursed his lips and suddenly roared, "My surname is Wu!"

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, the Emperor's Sword pierced Wu Feng's heart.

"Boom!"

The emperor's coercion shrouded the Quartet, and the violent mental power raged, Wu Song's heart was raging, and he kept rushing into the emperor's sword, and then rushed into Wu Feng's heart.

"You ......"

Wu Feng's eyes widened, and he ......

Can't believe what's going on.

Although the relationship between the two is brotherhood, the relationship has always been very bad, and the last time they met, they spoke ill of each other. The most important thing is that from Wu Feng's point of view, the other party doesn't treat him as a brother, and he takes it for granted.

Because, only he knows about Wu Feng.

But now...... But now......

"Hahaha!"

The Ancestor of All Evil laughed wildly, "You really still do this, really...... What a relationship drama. ”

Wu Song's aura dropped rapidly, becoming sluggish, and his body even began to dry up.

The Emperor's Sword continued to melt into nothing, collapsing and dissolving......

Wu Feng stepped forward to support Wu Song, still unable to believe that this kind of thing would happen.

"For ...... Why ......"

Wu Feng's lips trembled, his injuries were indeed fatal, but they were all healed by the power later.

Wu Song was weak and completely in a semi-comatose state.

"The Ancestor of All Evils!"

Wu Feng roared, his eyes fiercely staring at the Ancestor of All Evils.

The Ancestor of All Evils chuckled, and then laughed wildly, "This is him begging for death, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Old ...... Three ......"

Wu Song woke up, weakly grabbed Wu Feng, and didn't let him make a move.

Wu Feng looked down at Wu Song, shook his head and said, "I don't understand." ”

Wu Song smiled miserably, "The Divine Master...... History of the Guardian of the Gods...... No...... There is no mortal heart. ”

Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

However, he could understand one or two of this sentence, the gods of the past dynasties, including those who were killed, including the Blood River Venerable, could be said to be the strongest hearts.

Only he, Wu Feng, is brother dog, through other methods, opened the seventh heart aperture, so that he could cultivate.

"The Ancestor of All Evil said...... The Ancestor of All Evil said, ahem, not only do you have a thousand holes in your heart, but you ...... And you're not the strongest yet, if you want to cultivate the Divine Hell Soul Lock Technique to become an emperor, it's simply impossible......"

Wu Song's eyes began to drift, "So, even if you obviously condense half of the Shentai, you just can't become a real emperor......"

"Think...... If you want to become an emperor under a thousand holes, the only way is ...... Only ...... The blood of the strongest heart washes your heart blood ......"