The power of a sword was earth-shattering, shocking the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect, and also shocked all the sword cultivators of Yin Shang Kingdom.

It is no wonder that the criterion for evaluating a country's comprehensive strength is to see whether the country has a strong Sword Emperor.

Seeing the prospect, no one would doubt that even if there were thousands of horses and thousands of troops, in front of the Sword Emperor, it would only be a matter of a snap of a finger to destroy it.

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng!" In the imperial capital of Yin Shang Kingdom, I don't know who let out a shout.

This shout completely ignited everyone's emotions, and everyone looked up at Ye Feng, who was suspended in mid-air, as if he was shrouded in a golden halo, and shouted hoarsely.

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng!"

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng!"

In the crowd, the shouts rose higher and higher, and many people became red and thick-necked because of the loud shouting. Many people screamed too hard, their vocal cords were torn, and their voices became hoarse.

But even so, no one was willing to stop, everyone looked up at Ye Feng, who was suspended in the air, standing up to the sky like a towering giant, and their eyes were full of ecstasy and worship.

The people of Yin Shang Kingdom were boiling, but the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect were scared stupid.

Although the Demon Spirit Sword Sect had long had a Sword Emperor powerhouse, the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect had never seen Shang Bei and the Golden Protector feat, splitting the ground with their own strength.

Seeing Ye Feng attack twice and kill at least two hundred of his companions, even the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect who were ruthless and not afraid of death felt panicked at this moment.

"That Ye Feng, is it a human or a monster. If he was a human being, how could he destroy so many living beings with one move?" Looking at Ye Feng, who was in the void and standing with his sword, the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect all kept falling backwards.

At this moment, there was no fighting intent in their hearts, only boundless fear and despair.

Ye Feng used the power of one blow to dig out of thin air the feat of digging a river, which made the Golden Protector and Shang Bei, and their faces all moved.

Seeing that hundreds of disciples died tragically under Ye Feng's sword, Rao is such a ruthless character as Shang Bei couldn't help but feel a sense of distress.

The disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect who accompanied him this time were all the strength of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect. If these disciples die tragically, the Demon Spirit Sword Sect may really not be far from destruction.

After a moment of stunned effort, Shang Bei's offensive showed a flaw.

Suddenly, the sword of the king in Shang Li's hand burst out with thousands of golden lights, directly tearing apart the thousands of strands of demonic mist around him, and then exploded in the void.

A powerful explosion unleashed a deafening, thunderous roar.

The sound waves and air waves of the explosion spread out to the outer circles, destroying the surrounding buildings.

Under the bombardment of the sound wave of the explosion and the air waves, all the buildings within a radius of kilometers collapsed.

Not only that, but this energy slammed into the Four Divine Beast Guardian Formation, which also made the defensive light shield formed by the formation tremble.

After Ye Feng opened the world with a sword, the people of the Yin Shang Kingdom who were hiding in the imperial city, the disciples of the four major sword sects, once again witnessed the domineering of the strong man of the Sword Emperor.

The power of a sword, destroying all buildings within a radius of a kilometer, this extraordinary power, beyond their imagination, made everyone stunned.

The demonic mist was destroyed, and Shang Bei's own vitality was greatly shaken.

Qiang Zi suppressed the upsurge of qi and blood, and Shang Bei set his eyes on Shang Li.

Shang Bei wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a loud noise suddenly came from his side again.

Xiao Bai, who was trapped in the Mirror Phantom Array, also took advantage of the loss of the Golden Protector's mind to completely destroy the Mirror Phantom Array.

The mirror phantom array broke, and Xiao Bai's voice roared.

The high-pitched roar like a dragon roaring and a phoenix roared straight into the sky, falling into the crimson clouds at the top of the firmament, and shattering the clouds.

The clouds shattered, revealing the clear blue sky behind them.

Seeing the roar scattering the clouds in the sky, the people of the Yin Shang Kingdom who were shocked by the power released by Ye Feng and Shang Li all gasped again.

Destroying the heavens and destroying the earth, the three Sword Emperor powerhouses actually all achieved the real destruction of the heavens and the earth!

The violent roar of "poof" slammed into the Golden Protector's body, causing a mouthful of blood to erupt from the Golden Protector's mouth.

Injured himself, the Golden Protector quickly retreated backwards.

He retreated very quickly, but Xiao Bai's pursuit was also faster.

Just as the Golden Protector was about to exit the city wall, a silvery-white light flashed in front of him and slashed towards his neck.

With a "poof", the head and neck of the Golden Protector were cut apart by the sword light.

Until the head broke away from the body and flew to the ground more than ten meters away, the eyes of the Golden Protector still blinked.

"Golden Protector?" Shang Bei turned around for a moment, and happened to see the Golden Protector's body in a different place.

Seeing that in just a moment, the gold and silver protectors, and the five envoys of the demon spirit all died, Shang Beida felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Shang Bei slowly retreated to the back, his eyes looking at Shang Li with resentment.

He wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Ye Feng, who was suspended in the void, suddenly said, "Shang Bei." Now we have three Sword Emperor powerhouses in the Yin Shang Kingdom, and your Demon Spirit Sword Sect only has one Sword Emperor powerhouse. Even if you can fight with Shang Li's seniors, who can deal with me and Xiao's seniors?"

Ye Feng's words completely imitated Shang Bei's previous tone.

Hearing Ye Feng's sarcasm, Shang Bei's chest was blocked for a while, and boundless hatred surged in his heart.

"Boy, do you think you're going to win by now? I'm telling you, it's just the beginning. This time, the Yin Shang Kingdom is destined to be destroyed, even if you have the protection of the Four Divine Beast Formation, it is impossible for you to guard the mullioned window. Speaking of this, Shang Bei laughed fiercely.

Facing the encirclement of Shang Li, Xiao Bai and Ye Feng, Shang Bei's eyes were full of resentment.

"Everything in Yin Shangguo is mine. Since I can't get back everything that belongs to me, let everyone bury it with me. As he spoke, Shang Bei suddenly held the sword in his backhand and stabbed him in the chest.

The moment the Demon Spirit Sword plunged into his chest, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

The smile was particularly evil and very resentful, even Shang Li couldn't help but tremble with hatred in his heart when he saw Shang Bei's smile.

"Shang Bei, what are you going to do?" Shang Li scolded urgently.

As soon as his words fell, there was a loud bang, and Shang Bei's body suddenly exploded, turning into countless rain of flesh and blood, splashing and scattering in all directions.

No one thought that Shang Bei actually committed suicide at the last moment, and he didn't even show any signs beforehand.

Shang Bei's death made all the surviving disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect stunned.

They didn't expect that the arrogant Sect Master would suddenly make such a choice.

Seeing that the sect master, Dharma protector, and messenger were all killed, these disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect no longer had any courage to fight, and they threw their weapons on the ground one after another, indicating their surrender.

Facing the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect who knelt down outside the imperial capital, Shang Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"What to do with these Demon Spirit Sword Sect disciples?" Ye Feng asked.

Xiao Bai raised his head, his eyes swept over the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect below, and he only said one word coldly: "Kill!"

"Killed?" Ye Feng set his eyes on Shang Li, and found that Shang Li actually echoed Xiao Bai's opinion, and nodded.

"Yes, I also think that these people should be killed!" Shang Li said coldly.

He pointed to the people of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect below and said, "These people are cultivating the Demon Spirit Sword Sect exercises, their minds have long been lost, they are alive, they are only suffering, it is better to die and never suffer from future troubles!"

Seeing that Shang Li and Xiao Bai both had this opinion, Ye Feng stopped talking.

He also knew very well that for these disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect who were like walking corpses, perhaps death was the most perfect ending.

The murder does not need to be carried out by Ye Feng and the three of them, and naturally there are members of the royal family guard to carry it out.

Seeing that all the dangers were gone, Ye Feng took a long breath.

The Demon Spirit Sword Sect was destroyed, and the crisis of the Yin Shang Kingdom was resolved.

However, has the fate of Yin Shangguo really been reversed? Thinking of the prophecy that Shang Bei said before his death that Yin Shangguo would definitely be destroyed, Ye Feng, Xiao Bai, and Shang Li, none of them could easily come down.

I don't know why, the three of them have a hunch that this matter may really be like what Shang Bei said, everything is just the beginning, and it is far from the time when it is completely over.

After resolving the immediate crisis, Ye Feng set his sights on the four sect masters that He Huan and Jiang Ziwei were taking care of.

If he didn't look closely, he didn't think there was anything going on with the four sect masters. But after taking a closer look, he gasped, and the hatred for the Demon Spirit Sword Sect in his heart increased by a few points again.

Among the four major sect masters, except for Wu Hao, who suffered not too serious internal injuries, the lives of the other three sect masters were all in danger.

Hai Wuya's heart was pierced, and it was already a miracle that he didn't die. As for Qiuyang and Liu Yunfeng, they are worse than Hai Wuyan.

Qiu Yang's arm was cut off and he became a waste person completely, and Liu Yunfeng's bones were broken, and half of his meridians were destroyed, even if he could be cured, he would never become a sword cultivator in this life.

Ye Feng flew in front of Hai Wuya and grabbed Hai Wuya's wrist.

After carefully probing the pulse and making sure that there was still a trace of vitality in Hai Wuya's body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the sea is not dead, there is a way to make the sea survive.

It's just that Ye Feng and the others all know very well that even if they heal Hai Wuyan, Hai Wuyan's strength will be greatly reduced in the future, and there is no hope of immortality to become a Sword Emperor powerhouse.

Outside the city, thousands of disciples of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect were all beheaded.

In the city, the bodies of the injured four major sect masters and those disciples of the four major sects who did not have time to collect their bones were carried to the imperial city by the surviving disciples of the four major sects.

The crisis was resolved, but no one in the entire imperial capital could be happy.

As soon as they looked at the imperial capital full of rubble and ruins, and when they saw those injured people of the Yin Shang Kingdom and the strong sword cultivators, these people would feel particularly depressed.

Is the crisis really over? No one can be sure of that.

Seeing that above the sky, another piece of crimson clouds quickly enveloped the imperial capital, and a trace of foreboding rose in the hearts of many people, as if a greater crisis than the previous one would quietly descend on the devastated Yin Shang Kingdom.