One of the five Black Yan Dings has gone, and the power that Ye Zheng is fighting against has been greatly weakened.

"Haha!" Ye Zheng let out a long roar, he used his feet to stop, and stopped his retreating body: "It's too late to start exerting force now." ”

Three blows shattered a black Yan Ding, giving himself strong self-confidence. With one heart and two purposes, he controlled the God of War Spear against the four Black Flame Dings, and at the same time, he kept releasing the Fire God Thunder Sword.

Boom Boom!

One after another, the Fire God Thunder Sword slashed at the Black Yan Ding controlled by Wu Ming, and the Black Yan Ding shook violently.

A little bit of black Dan fire fell to the ground, burning the ground into small charred black pits one after another.

"No, Ye Zheng's attacks are too dense, I can't resist it. A disciple of the Danwang Palace, wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead, and said with a short breath.

"Senior brother, resist it, we can win!" Yao Tianming encouraged loudly, he did not attack, but controlled the twelve Heavenly Lock Yuan Great Array, and continued to apply seals to Ye Zheng.

"Ye Zheng is too powerful, and I can't resist it anymore. Another disciple of the Danwang Hall shouted.

Boom!

At this moment, Wu Ming's Hei Yanding didn't know how many times he was attacked by Ye Zheng, and finally he couldn't withstand the slash of the Fire God Thunder Sword anymore, and with a "bang", he directly turned into the heaven and earth vitality and disappeared in front of him.

"Give it to me, break it!" shattered Wuming's Black Yan Ding, Ye Zheng shouted three times in a row, stepped on his feet vigorously, flew up, and used the God of War Spear as a drill to pass directly through the remaining three Black Yan Ding.

Boom Boom!

Ye hijacked the gun and stood up, and a series of explosions sounded behind him, setting himself off, as if he was an invincible god of war.

"It's only been a year, and Ye Zheng has grown to such a terrifying point!" Li Xinyao looked at the invincible Ye Zheng, and had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Damn, it's only been two days, how can this Ye Tribulation become so strong again. No, we have to kill him today, or let him continue to grow, I don't know how strong he will become?" Yao Tianming said fiercely, and then he looked at Yao Ming and the other five: "Senior brother, how are you, can you still attack?"

"It's fine. Wu Ming wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and wanted to raise the Yuan Force attack again, but at this moment, a terrible scream rang out throughout the entire array.

"No, father, father, get up quickly, please, ......get up quickly!" Ji Xingming hugged Ji Kun and shook loudly.

However, no matter how Ji Xingming shook it, in the end, Ji Kun still died of excessive blood loss.

Ji Xingming's eyes were red, and he gently put down his father, he lowered his head: "Father, you sleep for a while, Ming'er will soon let Ye Zheng go down to accompany you." ”

When he started on the stage, he seemed to be like a wolf king who was injured and wanted to sting people, and looked at Ye Zheng.

"Ye Zheng, I want your life. ”

Ji Xingming stood up, and an extremely violent, death-filled aura emanated from him, and the aura on his body was furious with every step he took.

"Ji Xingming, what do you want to do, come back quickly. Seeing that Ji Xingming had a posture of wanting to fight hard, Yao Tianming hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Young Pavilion Master, come back quickly, we can avenge your father's revenge together, don't do stupid things!" When Ji Xingming felt the aura of rage and death on Ji Xingming's body, he suddenly thought of something, and his face changed drastically and shouted behind Ji Xingming.

Ji Xingming was now filled with hatred all over his body and mind, and he only had the enemy who killed his father in his eyes, and he couldn't listen to anyone's words.

Ji Xingming stood still more than ten meters away from Ye Zheng, his voice was a little hoarse: "Ye Zheng, you dare to kill my father, even if I die, I will let you be buried with you!"

"If you have any ability, you must use it, and if you want to deal with the head of the family, you must have the consciousness of death. Ye Zheng didn't care about Ji Xingming's anger, he had seen too much life and death, and his heart had long been gone.

However, if you want to kill yourself, you must be prepared to be killed by yourself, no matter who it is.

"You're right, in that case, you should also die!" Ji Xingming stroked the long sword in his hand: "This trick was comprehended by me when my father fell and was the saddest, if I could have understood it earlier, my father would not have died." ”

His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng was calm, waiting for Ji Xingming's attack, he wanted to see what Ji Xingming could comprehend at the time of great compassion.

"The sword roars nine swords, buried, the sorrow of the sword!" Ji Xingming, his voice was extremely sad, as if it had caused the resonance of heaven and earth, and every sword in the field emitted a sad hum.

"What's wrong with me, I have tears in my eyes before I know it?"

"Me too, my heart seems to have a big stone, blocked in a panic!" The sorrow of the sword seemed to infect the people around him, making them involuntarily shed tears.

Ye Zheng's eyes were also a little red, but such a sword sound was not enough to make him cry.

Ji Xingming slashed out with a sword, this was his most powerful sword move, and it was also his last sword move. In this sword, his flesh and blood, his bones, the long sword in his hand, and the Yuan Force in his body were all integrated into this sword.

Airplanes!

A blood-colored energy long sword more than one hundred and ninety meters long stretched across the sky, and next to it appeared, one small sword after another arched and guarded.

The terrifying power surged throughout the entire Twelve Heavenly Lock Yuan Great Array.

The blood-colored energy long sword of more than 100 meters seems to be the king of swords, and it is the only true sword between heaven and earth.

"It's so strong! I'm afraid it's already fully exerted, and only mortal-level peak martial arts can have the power. This wave is stable, and we can win. Yao Tianming said excitedly, as if he had seen the hope of victory.

Originally, Yao Tianming thought that Ji Xingming would die in vain, but he didn't expect him to be able to exert such a powerful attack.

Subsequently, the Mandate of Medicine controlled the Twelve Heavenly Lock Yuan Great Arrays, sprinkled layers of seals, and sealed the Yuan Force in Ye Zheng's body to death, adding bricks and tiles to Ji Xingming's sword.

Only the moment the sword is destroyed, the last mournful sound released is the most powerful sword sound in the world. Ji Xingming realized this in great sadness, which is also the origin of his trick.

Countless sword lights guarded the blood-colored sword sorrow, and slashed towards Ye Zheng's "boom".

"Fire God Thunder, turn into a sword!" Ye Zheng Ye did not show weakness, he pointed out, and the Fire God Thunder Sword broke out of the air, and directly slashed at the sorrow of the sword, but Ye Zheng was unexpected.

The sorrow of this sword seemed to be non-existent, and the Fire God Thunder Sword actually pierced through it directly.

"There are no entities?"