Chapter 594: The Miserable Waiting Wind

Hearing Hou Feng's exclamation, everyone hurriedly looked over, only to see that countless cracks had appeared on the originally powerful crystal wall, and they were spreading like spider webs.

There was a crisp sound, and the crystal wall shattered like glass, and countless transparent shards fell to the ground with a snorting sound, and then all disappeared.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the black long sword in Haitian's hand, speechless for a long time.

Hou Feng also looked at the black long sword in Haitian's hand in horror, and he felt that although the power of the sword technique just now was much more powerful than the previous two, it was not enough to smash his crystal wall, what really broke the crystal wall was this long sword that was pitch black.

It's an artifact! It's not an ordinary artifact!

Hou Feng keenly sensed the horror of this black divine sword, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Unexpectedly, Haitian, a small nine-star sword saint, not only has an artifact, but also is not an ordinary artifact!

"Haitian, what kind of divine sword is this in your hand?" Hou Feng gasped and glared at Haitian.

"Is it necessary for me to answer you? Didn't you just say that I couldn't shatter the crystal wall?" Haitian chuckled disdainfully, and looked at Hou Feng coldly with the Zhengtian Divine Sword.

Hou Feng snorted coldly: "Haitian, don't think that you can be great if you have a divine sword, don't forget, I am a third-grade god, even if you have a top-grade artifact in your hand, what if it is not my opponent!"

"If you don't believe it, then let's try!" Haitian chuckled lightly and rushed forward with the Zhengtian Divine Sword.

Hou Feng saw that Haitian really rushed up, and hurriedly opened the distance. Haitian's strength is not terrible, what is really terrifying is this divine sword that is completely black, and I don't know what level this divine sword is, which actually makes him feel a sense of fear in his heart.

"Die!" Haitian roared angrily and swooped down with the Zhengtian Divine Sword, Hou Feng saw that the situation was not good, and immediately retreated backwards in a row, his palms stretched out, and a ball of cyan light quickly condensed in his palm.

In an instant, this cyan ball of light flew towards Haitian fiercely, and Haitian held the Zhengtian Divine Sword high and slashed down, splitting the cyan ball of light in half at once.

Seeing this, Hou Feng panicked and exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

However, he didn't have time to say much, the Zhengtian Divine Sword wielded by Haitian had already arrived in front of him, and Haitian roared angrily: "Give me death!"

This Zhengtian Divine Sword slashed down at Hou Feng, Hou Feng was shocked, he didn't have time to dodge, and in a hurry, his palms were slammed together, and then a cyan light lit up from his palm.

Hou Feng's palms gradually parted, and a ball of cyan light smaller than just now lit up from it, and collided with the Zhengtian Divine Sword that fell from the sky, boom! The violent sound made the entire earth seem to tremble.

Haitian was not surprised to see that Hou Feng actually supported his fierce blow, if Hou Feng was easily defeated by him, he would be surprised. But even if the other party is a third-rank god, he won't lose!

"Ahh

Feeling this huge pressure, Hou Feng no longer had the calm and calm he had before, the expression on his face became more and more solemn, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

Under this huge pressure, he constantly mobilized the divine power in his body to compete with it, but who knew that the pressure from this divine sword was too huge, and he continued to resist, but his feet still kept falling.

"Damn!" Hou Feng didn't expect a divine sword to actually bring him such a big trouble, and his heart was more and more horrified, what level of artifact is this black divine sword? Could it really be a high-grade artifact?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! A small nine-star sword saint would have an artifact, how could he have a high-grade artifact that even his master longed for?

Compared to the surprise in Hou Feng's heart, Haitian didn't think about it so much, he only knew that he wanted to defeat this god man, and he wanted to avenge Yunlu Yunxin and them!

Squeeze! Keep squeezing! Be sure to press down the wind!

Haitian roared in his heart, and a faint light ignited on the surface of his body, causing Hou Feng's feet to sink into the ground a full ten centimeters deep, and they were still sinking down. ,

The villagers of Xinghua Village in the distance were completely stunned when they saw this scene, and they seemed to be completely unable to believe that Haitian was just a Sword Master master. There are a few Sword Saints who can fight with the Sanpin Divine Man and gain the upper hand, I'm afraid that only Haitian can do it in the whole God Realm!

Not only these villagers, but even Tang Tianhao and the others were extremely surprised when they saw this scene, and it took a long time for Tang Tianhao to come back to his senses: "I, I originally thought that the strength of the dead pervert would drop greatly if he lost the fire spirit ball, but I didn't expect it to be even more perverted than in the past." **, why don't you give me this Zhengtian Divine Sword?"

Qin Feng glared at Tang Tianhao with disdain: "Here you go, can you exert that strength? Besides, the Zhengtian Divine Sword doesn't recognize you at all, how can you take it?"

"You!" Tang Tianhao glared at Qin Feng angrily, and bickering seemed to have become a common part of their daily routine.

Wu Meng looked at Haitian in the battle, nodded his head and said, "Although Brother Haitian's past fire spirit ball has brought him a lot of help, but the fire spirit ball is just an ordinary main artifact, how can it be compared to the Zhengtian Divine Sword, which is known as the first main artifact in the god realm?"

"That's true, but can a dead pervert really survive it? Those three-rank gods are not easy to deal with. Qin Feng frowned, don't look at Haitian now having the upper hand, but Haitian has one of the biggest weaknesses, that is, the sword spiritual power in his body!

In the past battles, the sword spiritual power in the Holy Flame Order did bring a lot of help to Haitian, but don't forget that in the past, Haitian's opponents were just ordinary swordsmen, and the difference in sword spiritual power was not much.

But the current opponent is an authentic god master, and the amount of divine spirit power stored in his body is not at all comparable to those swordsmen. If Haitian can't solve the battle quickly, then he will probably be in danger.

In fact, Haitian himself knows very well in his heart that the Holy Fire Order may be very useful in the Nether, but it is not an artifact at all, and it is not so helpful to Haitian now. If you want to solve the problem of waiting for the wind, you must also solve it quickly.

It's just that there has been a stalemate now, how can it be resolved quickly?

"Qin Feng, let's go, let's go up and help the dead pervert solve this bastard together!" Tang Tianhao saw that Haitian could never solve Hou Feng, but instead the sword spirit power in his body continued to be consumed, and he jumped out in a hurry.

"Wait! You won't make Brother Haitian happy if you go up like this. Wu Meng immediately stopped Tang Tianhao, "This is the Haitian brothers' own battle, you just let him fight by himself." ”

"Yes, we should believe in the strength of the dead pervert, I believe that he will definitely be able to succeed!" Qin Feng agreed with Wu Meng's opinion.

"But......" Tang Tianhao was about to say something, but suddenly Haitian and Hou Feng's side were glorious, and everyone immediately turned their eyes, only to see countless cyan brilliance coming out of Hou Feng's lower abdomen.

A small translucent sword flew out in this cyan glow, and it shimmered with a dazzling blue light.

"Haitian, since you refuse to take refuge in us, then we can only destroy you. Hou Feng laughed, "This little cyan sword is a low-grade artifact given to me by my master, but no ordinary swordsman has ever seen its true face. You should be proud enough that you are the first and the last person to see it for what it really is. ”

"You!" Haitian looked at the cyan sword that came out of Hou Feng's lower abdomen in surprise, the sword spiritual power in his whole body was now transmitted to the Zhengtian Divine Sword, fighting against Hou Feng, if he withdrew the sword spiritual power defense at this time, I am afraid that he would be counterattacked by Hou Feng. But if he didn't withdraw it, the little cyan sword could go straight to his chest.

"Haha, Haitian, since you refuse to surrender to me, then go to death!

Seeing this situation, everyone present was shocked, Tang Tianhao, Qin Feng and Wu Meng immediately rushed over: "Dead pervert!"

It's just that they're too far away, and it's too late.

At this time, Haitian was also extremely nervous, he didn't have the strength to deal with this cyan sword anymore, could it be that his chest was really going to be pierced?

"Daddy, Daddy!" Yun Lu and Yun Xin exclaimed in a poignant exclamation.

"Haitian!" Tianyu was extremely nervous.

"Lord Haitian!" exclaimed Chiming and other villagers from Xinghua Village.

Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Haitian was shocked, no, he can't die yet!

Seeing that this cyan sword had already attacked, Haitian suddenly put away the Zhengtian Divine Sword, and his body quickly retreated backwards, only to see a ray of light fly out of the storage ring, and collided with the cyan sword fiercely.

It's just that to everyone's shock, the two didn't break out into any violent bang, and the cyan sword disappeared very abruptly!

Yes, it's gone, there's no trace.

Hou Feng thought that Haitian was going to die, who would have thought that such a situation would happen, and hurriedly shouted at Haitian: "What happened just now?

"Excalibur, do you mean this?" Haitian shook his hand, only to see that the small cyan sword that had attacked him fell directly on his palm.

Hou Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly took control of the cyan sword, but he soon found that his connection with the cyan sword was completely gone, and the cyan sword was no longer under his control.

"What's going on, what did the mirror in your hand do to it?" Hou Feng shouted.

"Mirror? Let me introduce you, this mirror is called the Anti-Heaven Mirror, and of course it is also an artifact. I didn't do anything just now, I just sucked this little cyan sword of yours into it. Haitian chuckled softly.

"What? sucked in?"