Zhang Hui felt that the strangeness of this sword was unusual, Zhang Hui steadied his horse's steps, braked quietly, and faced Ye Feng's sword that hit back and forth, one after another terrifying palm forces slashed out.

"Boom", "boom", "boom......

In the continuous bombardment, Ye Feng rushed back and forth, attacking from all directions, even jumping into the sky to attack. Eleven fierce attacks, but unfortunately each time was forced back by Zhang Hui's strong palm power. With the consumption of time, Ye Feng's overdrawn strength was rapidly weakening, and at the same time, Ye Feng's body was gradually thinning. Blood spilled from all over Ye Feng's body. The whole body was dyed red, and it looked miserable.

"Touch!" where Zhang Hui stood, there was a violent explosion suddenly, and for a while the energy was raging, with Zhang Hui as the center, the battlefield was almost half destroyed, and a huge crack more than two feet wide appeared on the ground, and the broken corpses in the field had been left with the impact of the raging energy, leaving only pieces of blood.

"Poof!"

Zhang Hui spat out a mouthful of blood fiercely, and his body shook.

The onlookers and Zhao Xinyi, Zhao Xin'er and others retreated again and again, watching from a distance, not daring to cross the thunder pool by half a step. Everyone's hearts were full of shock, a young man actually hit a peerless master Wu Jun who was about to enter the Martial Emperor into a serious injury, which was something they couldn't imagine!

"Brother Feng!" Lin Yuan cried and rushed forward desperately.

"Xiaoyuan, don't come here, I'll be fine, even if there is, you have to learn to be strong, in this world, there are too many people living in a superior world, they are born rich, born with the favor of their parents, born to be the pearl of everyone's palm, they can wantonly squander the happiness around them. These people cannot appreciate the desolation of the lonely. And we, in this world, are the only ones who support each other to survive, and if I can't protect you, you have to be stronger. Ye Feng's words resounded throughout the battlefield like his last words, and the children of the nobles, Zhao Xinyi, Zhao Xin'er and others all felt sad, they were indeed the pearls of everyone's palms, they wanted the wind to be windy, and they wanted to be rainy. Their lives were simply too superior compared to Ye Feng.

Unconsciously, looking at Ye Feng's lonely and sad figure, the little witch was also confused, is this a cynical, scoundrel and filthy scum or an arrogant iron-blooded man who can kill all directions for the sake of his relatives?

Ye Feng's body moved again, this time Ye Feng was like an epiphany, bursting out with the most dazzling golden aura, which was the last power in his body.

"The Twelfth Sword - Holy Return to All Things!"

A colorful sword shot straight into the sky, like a shocking thunderbolt, poignant and dazzling. The final sword of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique, the Sword of All Things, slashed down in the air.

"Hmph, the end of the strong crossbow!" Zhang Hui sneered, still holding his horse steady and ready to resist hard, he knew that Ye Feng had exhausted all his strength at this time, this was the last blow, as long as he could take this last sword, he would be victorious. Although he was already seriously injured, despite the injury, he forcibly adjusted himself to the peak state, and he could not tolerate his defeat at the hands of a later life.

The sword of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique pierced the void and illuminated the entire battlefield, and a thunderclap resounded over the battlefield!

The golden sword finally collided with Zhang Hui's cyan palm power, and the sword light and cyan palm power could not hold each other, and the entire space produced a sonic boom.

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Break!"

"Boom"

The golden sword light and the cyan palm power burst at the same time, and after an earth-shattering bang, the two terrifying forces disappeared, and the heaven and earth returned to clarity, and the field was quiet.

Haha......" There was a burst of laughter in the audience, although Zhang Hui had a huge wound on his chest that could be seen deep and boneless, but he smiled very heroically. He was fine, Ye Feng's last blow just now was almost equivalent to the strength of Emperor Wu, but one step away from life and death, he finally survived.

"Do you think that with the power of Emperor Wu in an instant, you can defeat me? Hmph, naïve! I can also have the power of Emperor Wu in an instant, Emperor Wu I have already stepped into it with one foot. Saying that, Zhang Hui turned around and said to everyone outside the arena very arrogantly: "This murderer has exhausted all his strength, and he is no different from a wasted man, now I will cut off his head to honor the dead!" "The thirteen swords of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique only have twelve swords, do you think it's over?" Ye Feng's indifferent voice suddenly sounded, at this time, Ye Feng stood strong in the center of the battlefield, covered with bloodstains, although he no longer had any strength, but the momentum of the strong man was still there, but his eyes lost their former brilliance, but his fighting spirit had never been so strong.

"Hehe, now a gust of wind can blow you, and you still speak wildly,......" Zhang Hui sneered.

"Yes, I'm weak now, but you're still going to lose at my hands. Ye Feng raised his hand, one hand at a time, such a simple action, but now Ye Feng has used all his strength, he is too weak.

"The final meaning of the first part of the Reverse Holy Recipe - Holy Destruction of Heavenly Demons!" As Ye Feng's palm lifted to the sky, the original twelve swords, and the twelve golden streamlines left by the different trajectories of the twelve swords converged at the same time, and at this time, all the people appeared, before Ye Feng's twelve swords, attacking from all directions, up, down, left and right, in fact, the purpose was just to connect into a cage of twelve streamers. At this moment, as Ye Feng's hand grasped the fist, the twelve golden streamers also began to converge.

Ah~~ Damn!" In the center of the streamer, Zhang Hui swung out a series of palm power, his palm power could fight against Ye Feng's sword, but at this time, Zhang Hui found that the twelve golden streamers were fused together, and the defense energy in each place was twelve times that of before. The golden streamer gradually converged, Zhang Hui secretly complained, with his identity, it was really difficult to shout for help, but if he didn't make a sound, it would be absolutely difficult for him to take Ye Feng's blow.

Finally, Ye Feng's fists were completely clenched, and his mouth was cold, "Saint-Extinguish-Heaven-Demon!"

The twelve golden streamlines all melted into Zhang Hui's body, and after these twelve golden streamlines entered Zhang Hui's body, Zhang Hui's entire body began to slowly age, and the power in his body also disappeared in an instant.

Using all of your own strength to kill the vitality in the body of an enemy who is far stronger than yourself and making its power disappear in an instant and become an ordinary person, this is the last resort to destroy the Heavenly Demon!

"Little bastard!" Ye Feng shouted with the last of his strength.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the little bastard's three-meter-tall huge figure suddenly rushed up and bit off Zhang Hui's head, which had no strength.

Poor Zhang Hui, a veteran master who stepped into the Martial Emperor with one foot, had no strength at all, and watched a demon beast bite, but he didn't have the slightest power to resist.

All this was born too quickly, and the senior master who was close to Emperor Wu was actually killed by a young man and his demon beast! This made everyone dare not believe it! But this is the truth!

The rise of a young master! The fall of a predecessor's celebrity! Today's battle, Ye Feng is destined to become famous in Yanjing Prefecture and even the entire Yanhuo Mansion!

"Peng!" Ye Feng's scarred body was finally overwhelmed and fell to the ground.

"Kill him quickly, kill the demon like this, if you don't kill him now, the world will not be able to cure him in twenty years. Zhao Yulong, the eldest son of the governor of Yanjing Prefecture, pointed at Ye Feng and shouted angrily.

More than a hundred people instantly besieged Ye Feng in the center.

"Roar!" the little bastard roared suddenly, and at the same time, his three-meter-tall huge figure actually became two meters larger, and the aura of the five-meter-tall giant demon beast became even more terrifying. A roar like a tiger and a dragon resounded through the sky.

"Oh my God, this demon beast has broken through and advanced!"