Under the dim starlight, in the cold forest, in front of the majestic mountain cliffs.

In the scattered pile of rubble, a bone claw condensed by the white-scaled blade stretched out, which deeply stimulated Ye Qingcheng's gaze. Then, a large number of stones slipped from the rubble, and a hideous, mutilated monster hovered over the pile.

Under the terrifying power of the Thousand Transformation Palm, its head had exploded and disappeared, and only a small part of its body remained. It had only a bony arm condensed by a sword blade, the left part of its ribcage, and a sword-like backbone, and the rest of its body shattered and vanished.

Indeed, a sword resembling a spine had a small half of the ribcage and a bony arm on it, and the rest of the body was gone.

"What the hell are you?!" Ye Qingcheng stared at the remaining parts of Yu Feng's body in horror, even if he was a demon melter, it was impossible to get up again if he was beaten like this!

I saw that the spine-like scale sword full of cracks faintly derived the rest of the sternum, another missing bone arm, and the lower body skeleton that resembled the blade of the sword. In the end, under Ye Qingcheng's gaze, it condensed a skull like a white blade.

The Yu Feng in front of him was like a skeleton made of white iron with no flesh and blood, and his bones were all floating with a hideous and sharp glow. Then, a black viscous corpse fluid was derived from his bones, condensing his muscles and skin.

But in the blink of an eye, Yu Feng reappeared in front of Ye Qingcheng. He has a pair of white-scaled spirit pants on his lower body, his upper body is naked, his skin is the gray color of a dead man's corpse, and stripes of white scales appear on his arms, ribs, and chest. With long snow-white hair, flowing in the cold wind, his physique looked extremely strange and strong, and it seemed that the previous palm did not cause enough damage to him.

"The living never know the pain of the dead, much less what the world is like in the eyes of the dead. Yu Feng said coldly: "Dead people are immortal, death is eternal!"

"Not true. Ye Qingcheng shook and retorted: "There is nothing that cannot be killed." If it were when you were alive, Qianhuazhang would have killed you! However, you are no longer depressed. You are a sword, and it is the sword that supports you!"

Yu Feng showed a dark smile, no longer hidden, and said: "This is called the Extreme Emperor Sword, it is the root of my resurrection, my backbone, and my body. ”

"So, as long as you interrupt that sword, you're done?" Ye Qingcheng said breathlessly.

In front of him, he had been injured by a very strict zhòng, his body was consumed, and the power of the earth spirit was already weak, after using the Qianhua Palm, the power in his body seemed to be emptied, and his arm was also shocked to the flesh and blood blurred, and the damage was extremely serious, and he could no longer use the Qianhua Palm.

Although Yu Feng re-condensed his body, he also seemed to have suffered from Yan Zhan's blows, and the yin qi that floated out of his body was no longer so thick, like undulating waves, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and his breath was abnormally disordered.

"You can understand it that way. Yu Feng said: "But, you are a living being, why did you break an unbreakable imperial sword?!"

"With what I have!" Ye Qingcheng shouted violently. At this moment, he no longer retained, and completely released a qiē power in his body. His eyes suddenly turned into ferocious dragon pupils, two dragon wings spread out behind his back, and a dragon tail, which was the strongest manifestation of the power of dragon blood in his body. At the same time, he stretched out his palm and sucked the Xuanxue Sword that was inserted in the distance into his hand, a brownish earth spirit flame burned on the sword, even if his earth spirit power was very weak, it must all be released at this time, plus the martial arts and this Shura sword, he can still fight again!

"Whoosh!" A thunderous shadow flew out in an instant, and Ye Qingcheng rushed towards Yu Feng regardless of it.

"Qiang !!" Yu Feng's figure also rushed steeply, and a ghost sword that resembled the Extreme Emperor Sword was condensed in his palm, and in an instant, he swung the sword and slashed at the Xuan Blood Sword in Ye Qingcheng's hand.

A fierce gravity carrying a cold aura rushed like a glacier, and Ye Qingcheng was instantly shocked and flew out. However, as soon as he flew ten feet away, he tried his best to slip back and stopped, and then rushed over with his sword.

"Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!Qiang......"

In an instant, the tragic battle broke out again in front of the cliff, one after another figures flickered, one after another flowers, spiritual power splashed everywhere, and the destruction caused by the explosion of power formed a chaotic scene.

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Far away on the watchman's cliff. An old crocodile figure in dark red armor walked calmly on the snow, walked out of the south gate of the Hero City, and came to the edge of the cliff. came out with him, as well as the figure of Xiaobian's old donkey.

The Burning Sky Crocodile, the legendary peak powerhouse of the epic level, has been silent for thousands of years, and after he walked to the edge of the cliff, the vast forest covered with snow. In the forest, many battles broke out to the death, and they were spread over thousands of miles, and each place was an extremely fierce battle.

His pale-scaled crocodile tail flicked quietly, and the frozen immortal spring below the cliff immediately rushed up a curtain of water like a waterfall. Then, under his control, the clear water curtain turned into a huge, flat water spirit screen, like a huge realm.

Suddenly, a clear pattern appeared on the water spirit screen: in front of a towering mountain cliff, surrounded by ancient giant trees, covered with snow on the cliff, the canopy, and the earth, two tragic figures, are fighting frantically.

The Burning Sky Crocodile stared at Ye Qingcheng's figure, turned his face to Xiao Bian, whose eyelids drooped, and said, "Senior, I'm afraid the Yun clan has seen the wrong person this time." ”

Xiao Bian ignored him, calmly and even a little lazily staring at the pattern on the water spirit screen.

"Although that melting demon hides serious injuries, the person you fancy is already at the end of the crossbow, and he can't last long. The Burning Sky Crocodile said: "He hasn't even unearthed his spiritual color, and he doesn't know what kind of special attributes his spiritual power has, so he is really reckless to take revenge, far inferior to the Miyagawa kid five hundred years ago." ”

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"Boom!!" A fierce sword roar sounded, and Ye Qingcheng's figure slammed into the cliff, knocking a rock loose. He felt dizzy in his head, his body was suddenly weak, and he fell with the rubble. Yu Feng raised his sword and chased after him.

After using powerful stunts in a row, he was hit hard by several Earth Shaking Bears, and his strength was almost exhausted, and the body he had left at the moment was far from being able to sustain such a fierce battle. However, if he can't pass this level, there will be only one way to die. Since it is a battle against the water, then he has to fight the last trace of strength in his body!

On the way to fall, he tried his best to adjust his body, slammed on a falling gravel, and once again raised his sword and leaped up, rushing towards the falling Yu Feng.

"Bang!!" was another fierce sword strike, and when the two swords slashed together, the brown earth spirit flame burning on the Xuanxue Sword was instantly shattered, and the dragon wings behind him were also slashed off, and a large number of silver scales flew out.

After the blow shook Ye Qingcheng back, a pair of miserable white sword blade wings also condensed behind Yu Feng, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised his sword and roared fiercely: "Die!"