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Chapter 46 Ye Feng's sword second update

"What if you break my momentum, even if I stand and let you fight, you can't hurt me"

Mengxingjun is a master of the Dan Realm, with no immortal fist intent, invincible in the world, although he saw Ye Feng break his momentum, he would not have the slightest fear. (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info)

"In that case, it's up to me to see if I can hurt you. ”

Ye Feng didn't talk nonsense, the clear shadow in his hand danced, and a sword stabbed out, and suddenly the heavens and the earth shook, and the aura surged, gathering towards him and condensing on the tip of the sword.

The expression is focused, circle by circle, and he is full of mystery.

"This was created when I was bored, Yuan Ji Sword"

As soon as the words fell, the circle jumped up and down, extremely smart, and in an instant, it reached the side of Meng Xingjun, like a beating sword qi elf.

"Get out of the way of the Immortal King Fist"

Mengxingjun's eyebrows widened angrily, he didn't expect Ye Feng to really dare to make a move, and opened it with a punch, like the rising sun, eternal, and the immortal fist intent rippled out.

That circle of sword qi collided with the fist intent, sending out a violent explosion, instantly flattening the surrounding land.

The sword qi also shattered in the explosion. The fist intent was also scattered.

"Change"

Ye Feng's strength is not strong now, and he can be opposite to Mengxingjun, relying on his comprehension of the mysteries of the realm. With a trace of strength, exert a hundredfold power.

Especially in the comprehension of the mysteries of time and space, no one can match.

With the sound of "change", those shattered sword qi were unexpectedly reorganized, as if they had returned to the past, and they actually formed a Dao Dao Moon Arc, flowing with light, and immediately slashed towards Mengxingjun.

And Meng Xingjun's immortal fist intent did not recover.

Meng Xingjun obviously didn't expect the shattered sword qi to be able to gather, and without checking for a while, the sleeves of his robe were cut, and a trace of blood dripped down, and he couldn't help but turn pale.

"Dream Star Jun is injured"

When Feng Xiaoxiao saw this scene, she blurted out in surprise, her eyes glazed.

The old woman got up and got up to see this scene as well, and opened her mouth wide in disbelief. For Ye Feng, his heart was full of expectations.

Meng Xingjun is a master of the Dan Realm, and only a master of the Dan Realm can compete, Ye Feng is just a foundation building realm, and it is unprecedented to be able to make him injured.

"Yes, it's me who has lost my eyes, and you're the first person to hurt me all these years. But this time, you don't stand a chance. Mengxingjun suddenly roared, earth-shattering, like a thunderbolt exploding. He was visibly furious.

I saw that his big hands were opened, his hands became claws, and the true qi of his body rose and changed, turning into a pitch-black claw, poking out from the ground, as if reaching out from hell, hooking the prey.

"Immortal Claw," his voice was shocking.

This claw, the demonic intent is shrouded, and the indestructible fist intent is contained, so that the ground and rocks under his feet are cracked, and they cannot be restored.

"If I can hurt you once, I can hurt you a second time. ”

Ye Feng didn't look at it, he jumped up, his hands danced, and thousands of sword shadows suddenly scattered like peacocks, and the sword qi shot out, piercing the devil's claws and twisting them, as if distorting the space and not being able to restore it.

Each of Ye Feng's swords contains an understanding of time and space, and others can't see the subtlety at all even if they look at it. Because it's too far away from their level.

"How is my Immortal Fist Intent useless?"

Meng Xingjun immediately noticed something unusual. One failure can be said to be a coincidence, but there must be a problem with reading after two failures.

"Try me a sword"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth sneered, and suddenly a sword was handed out, slowly and abnormally, but extremely fast, and the whole person suddenly appeared in front of Meng Xingjun, and a cold light appeared.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Meng Xingjun was startled and felt a cold edge.

From the beginning of the fight, he has been on the passive.

In any case, it cannot be continued. At the time of crisis, his body moved, bulged, spit out in his mouth, retreated, and then punched out, hitting the sword body, but the space of the sword body was distorted and had no effect.

"What"

The sword, still stabbed.

With a stroke, it immediately passed through the arm, and the flesh flew up.

"Get out of me" He seemed to turn his whole person into a fist, and his fists were one, and his fists were full of intent.

Ye Feng took a step back lightly, his figure bursting, dexterously flashing, and he didn't dare to take his edge.

I was hurt again

Mengxingjun couldn't believe it.

In one day, he was injured twice, and the powerful demon lord Meng Xingjun was actually injured in the hands of a young man twice in a row, if this matter is said, I don't know how many people will laugh off their big teeth.

His face was full of anger and fiercely suppressed, like a volcanic depression, but he was unusually calm.

"I didn't expect that there was a peerless master protecting you. I'm going to let you go for the time being, and I'll come back to you tomorrow."

Meng Xingjun found that Ye Feng's swordsmanship restrained his immortal fist intent, and knew that he had touched his nemesis. Only wait for the future.

"Boy, I'll remember you, it's your nightmare from now on. Anyone who offends my Mengxingjun will not end well. Hahaha, you will wait for my revenge in the future"

Meng Xingjun saw that he couldn't get a bargain, so he wanted to leave.

At this time, a soft shout suddenly came from behind him, killing the cold.

"Unsheathed"

The sound fell, and a streamer crossed in the night, and the clear shadow was like flying, like a dream. It is like the nine heavens, bright and smart. The mystery is at the extreme.

Unsheathed sheath......

The sound reverberates, and the sound is endless.

This sword, there is no trajectory.

This sword seems to have traveled through time and space, slow to the extreme, and fast to the extreme, unable to resist.

Mengxingjun's fleeing figure suddenly stopped, and a sword passed through his chest, and suddenly returned.

He looked down and found a thin hole in his chest, and he had been injured a third time

It's just that he then turned around and let out a loud laugh, and his laughter was still arrogant: "Okay, you are worthy of being the person who can hurt my dream star over the years."

Ye Feng put away the Qingying Long Sword, his expression faint. It's just that his body is undulating, and it is obviously not easy to use this sword.

"I'm the one who doesn't like to let the tiger go back to the mountain"

"Originally, I wasn't sure to kill you head-on, because it was too much strength, and I wasn't too sure to use it. But, since you have your back to me, then, you can die"

"You want to kill me, you want to kill me? You think you can kill me like this? hahahaha...... You're naïve, you're naïve. I dream of Xingjun as an immortal body, and the immortal fist intent has been refined into my body, even if my heart is destroyed, I will not die for a while. ”

Meng Xingjun seemed to have heard a big joke, his expression was crazy, and he laughed a lot.

Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly and he looked down at his chest again.

I saw that the original thin hole had turned into a large hole, and it was gray. Then a wave of devouring, ruining miè's dead qi spread, instantly covering the whole body, destroying all the vitality.

This breath of destruction and devouring came without warning, as if it had been transmitted from a distant space.

At this moment, he felt so close to death. His face was full of disbelief, and then his face swelled with horror, fear, despair, and all kinds of expressions.

Ye Feng looked at him, exhaled slightly, his eyes were pityful, and his voice came out again: "The person I Ye Feng wants to kill is not dead yet."

With a "plop", Mengxingjun fell to the ground in anger and watched without a glance.

A generation of demon masters, peerless masters Meng Xingjun died like this

Feng Xiaoxiao and the old woman in the back have long been sluggish.

Chapter 46: Ye Feng's sword

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