The four swords suspended in the air are like four murder weapons that harvest life, exuding an extremely powerful death aura.

Seeing Ye Feng controlling the four swords suspended in the air with a wave of his hand, the many sword cultivators present were all stunned.

The Sword King powerhouse has the ability to control the sword, and he has always been able to control only one sword, and the heads of the eight major families, including Bai Wenping, have never seen anyone who can control four swords at once.

While the four swords were suspended in mid-air, the tips of the swords trembled violently, emitting a buzzing sound.

With the buzzing sound connected together, a long series of sounds were emitted, and the four swords were divided into three ways, upper, middle and lower, and stabbed towards Bai Wenping's head, chest, and lower abdomen in unison.

Seeing that the sword was coming in a hurry, and the power was amazing, Bai Wenping smiled slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

For a person like him, who was only one step away from the Sword Emperor realm, this kind of attack was really not enough to make him feel afraid.

Bai Wenping slowly pulled out the white-scaled sword inserted in the sword bag. When this wind-grade mid-level long sword was unsheathed, the entire sky above Longtan Pool was covered by a super imprisoning force that was almost solidified.

The force acted on the surface of the water, and immediately set off a frenzy of tens of meters.

Several explosions sounded one after another, and the calm water surface suddenly stirred up more than a dozen droplets of water that were 100 meters high and more than 10 meters thick.

When the sky-high water column ascended to the sky, it turned into a silver-white water dragon.

These water dragons quickly wrapped around the four rapidly flying swords, colliding with the energy on the surface of the swords, emitting a thunderous explosion.

A violent explosion rose from the water mist, directly shattering the water dragon impact.

At the moment when the water dragon shattered and countless water droplets splashed, the energy contained in the four swords was also exhausted, and they fell towards the water in unison.

Finding that the four swords had cut off the connection with his own consciousness, Ye Feng was suddenly startled.

He quickly shook his hand and released a strong suction, which sucked the sword that was about to fall into the lake back to his side.

Opposite him, the soles of Bai Wenping's feet slowly steamed up a cloud of smoke like clouds.

Lifted by this haze, Bai Wenping's body slowly rose into the air ten meters above the surface of the lake.

Looking down at Ye Feng, who was reaching out to grab the sword, a trace of contempt flashed in Bai Wenping's eyes.

In the fight just now, he had already tested Ye Feng's details, and now he had made a decision not to give Ye Feng a chance again, and he must kill with one blow.

Suddenly, Bai Wenping waved the white-scaled sword in his hand.

At the moment when the blade pierced into the air, countless dense white pieces of vitality light like scales suddenly appeared on the surface of the white-scaled sword.

Each piece of light was particularly smooth, extremely dazzling in the sunlight, and when the scales gathered out of thousands and densely covered the space in front of Bai Wenping, he suddenly let out a loud cry, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out flatly.

"......Whew," a whistling wind sounded in the scaly vitality that was shooting at high speed.

Seeing the white scales falling towards the top of his head like dense raindrops, a trace of horror appeared in Ye Feng's eyes.

He could feel the energy contained in these scales, the scales that were as bright as a mountain, enough to destroy thousands of acres of land in an instant, were by no means something that he could resist now.

In the face of the scale attack, the golden light dragon under Ye Feng's feet turned into a piece of light and shadow, holding his body and retreating rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng's figure withdrew a hundred meters away and came to the outside of the lake.

He retreated quickly, and the white scales pursued faster.

Almost as soon as he retreated to the shore of the lake, white scales fell down and enveloped his entire body.

Seeing that Ye Feng's body was covered with white vitality scales, Jiang Ziwei let out a low cry, and He Huan's palm holding the sword became even harder.

Both of them glared at Bai Wenping angrily, their eyes bloodshot.

"Bai Wenping, if something happens to Boss Ye, even if you go to heaven and earth, I will kill you under the sword!" Jiang Ziwei roared angrily.

On his side, He Huan didn't speak, but the murderous sword that rose up from his body was half a meter long, but it showed his irritable mood vividly.

Not only did Jiang Ziwei and He Huan think that Ye Feng would not be spared, but the Seven Great Sword Sect Sect Masters who were actually watching from a distance also believed that Ye Feng would definitely not be able to escape this catastrophe.

Bai Wenping's fish-scale light wave attack was the most proud offensive technique in his life.

Throughout the entire Thousand Feather Country, the sword king powerhouses who died under the light wave of fish scales were by no less than double digits.

There was a "boom" sound, and the light wave of fish scales exploded on the surface of Ye Feng's body.

Everyone only saw Ye Feng's figure under the impact of the explosion of the fish scale light wave, and his entire body was wrapped, flying obliquely hundreds of meters away.

Boom, another loud bang exploded on the surface. It was the explosion of the fish scale light wave that hit the ground.

An explosion rang out, and the ground shook violently.

Not only did the land by the lake shake in such a violent explosion, but the lake was also shaken by the explosion and shook the waves 100 meters high, and the distant mountain peaks were also shaking in the explosion.

Near the lakeside, the children of the Bai family, as well as the weaker disciples of the seven major families, were all shocked by the explosion and fell to the ground.

And the head of the Seven Great Families, although his body is still standing in place as steady as a rock, his heart is like setting off a stormy wave, full of horror.

"Bai Wenping, is this Bai Wenping's real strength?" Looking at the huge pit that was more than ten meters deep and more than thirty meters wide that was bombarded by the fish scale light wave, the heads of the seven major families all turned pale.

Not long ago, when the Bai family issued an order to chase souls for thousands of miles, they were still thinking about whether to take advantage of the chaos of the Bai family and annex the Bai family's industry.

Now that they see Bai Wenping's strength, they suddenly understand that their own strength is far inferior to Bai Wenping. At least none of the heads of the Seven Great Families thought they could withstand the attack of the Fish Scale Light Wave.

Facing the more than ten meters deep pit that was bombarded on the ground, Jiang Ziwei's body trembled, and his facial muscles twisted into a ball.

"Boss Ye, Boss Ye!" Jiang Ziwei called out sadly.

On his side, He Huan still didn't make a sound, but his teeth had already bitten his lips, and he didn't know it as blood spilled down the corners of his mouth on his clothes.

Gradually, He Huan's palm holding the hilt of the sword, the green tendons protruded, and there was no more blood.

At this moment, he, who was not good at expressing himself, resolutely made a decision, even if he died, he would avenge Ye Feng today.

"Jiang Ziwei, are you afraid of death?" He Huan asked coldly.

Jiang Ziwei's body trembled, and when he turned his head, a wild smile of contempt appeared on his face.

"Boss He, I haven't known you and Boss Ye for a long time, but I have long regarded you as brothers. For the sake of my brother, don't say it's death, even if it's a thousand cuts, I, Jiang Ziwei, am willing!" Saying that, after Jiang Ziwei took out the Qilin Sword and was snatched away, the middle-level Thousand Tree Flower Sword that he found at random shot out violently, and went straight to Bai Wenping, who was suspended above the water.

ejaculated at the same time as Jiang Ziwei, and He Huan.

Although He Huan's movements were one step slower than Jiang Ziwei, he was a few points faster than Jiang Ziwei in terms of speed, and quickly left Jiang Ziwei behind.

"If you want to die, I'll go first!" He Huan said coldly.

Then his feet slammed on the water, and with a little buoyancy from the surface of the water, he quickly approached Bai Wenping.

"Why, I let you kill you. How to die, you have to get ahead of me. Boss He, if you don't let me do this kind of thing, I won't let you go!" Jiang Ziwei said in a chattering voice.

Although he spoke, Jiang Ziwei's speed did not slow down, and he was usually not very happy in terms of speed, but a super power suddenly erupted from his body, which actually allowed him to catch up with He Huan's speed.

In the face of death, He Huan's expression remained unchanged, still cold, while Jiang Ziwei was still chattering, laughing and scolding as usual.

Seeing that He Huan and Jiang Ziwei were going to die, they had to distinguish the order, and the patriarchs of the seven major families around them couldn't help but look grim.

As the patriarch of the seven major families, he sees all kinds of human feelings and things in the world transparently.

In their hearts, friends have always been used and betrayed, and they never imagined that one day when they die, there will be friends who know that they will die, but they will also avenge them.

At this moment, the patriarch of the Seven Great Families suddenly felt a little envious of Ye Feng.

They don't know how far a person has to go in order to make friends that they can make for a lifetime.

In addition to the patriarchs of the Seven Great Families, the children of the Bai family and the elite disciples of the Seven Great Families also saw He Huan and Jiang Ziwei's suicidal actions, and an indescribable emotion surged in their hearts.

The word friend is familiar to everyone, and even the elite disciples of the Seven Great Families have several partners who are loyal to them by their side.

But at this moment, facing He Huan and Jiang Ziwei, who regarded death as home, they were all asking themselves, if their partners saw that they were in trouble, would they be willing to die like He Huan and Jiang Ziwei, and they didn't want to live alone.

Closer, closer.

After three vertical jumps in a row, He Huan and Jiang Ziwei came to an area less than ten meters away from Bai Wenping.

The long sword in He Huan's hand was as cold, cruel and emotionless as ever.

The moment he stabbed the sword out, an endless stream of dead air rose from his body, and he lost the last bit of life.

"To die, let's be together!" He Huan said quietly in his heart.

At the last moment of his life, a smile quietly appeared on his cheeks like a 10,000-year-old glacier!

Jiang Ziwei didn't laugh, on the contrary, the closer he got to Bai Wenping, the more terrible he felt.

That is the instinctive fear of the strong sword master to the strong man of the sword king, only when the disparity in strength reaches a certain level, will not even a trace of resistance be able to rise.

Although Jiang Ziwei was afraid of death in his bones, his speed never slowed down.

With a hint of fear on his face, he generously rushed forward and pointed the long sword in his hand at Bai Wenping's throat.