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The two figures were in mid-air, coming and going negligently, fighting in an instant, and thousands of sword qi were already breaking through the air, the ground was cut by the sword qi, the earth was cracked, and each sword qi cut shook the ground.

Eight hundred meters underground, if it weren't for the fact that it was relatively thick here, Ye Feng estimated that the two of them would have been buried here in the chaotic soil.

They looked up from this gap, watching the two people above come and go, the two of them waiting for an opportunity, a chance to kill Ling Yuanfeng.

This opportunity, Ye Feng was forcing Ling Yuanfeng to give himself himself, and he wanted to use all the tricks to make Ling Yuanfeng's thinking confused.

It depends on whether Ling Xueya above is good enough to act.

On the ground, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, chaotic, Ling Xue Ya was alone in the air, the long sword in his hand suddenly sold a flaw, his body fell to the ground from mid-air, and then he danced the flying sword, and purple sword qi surged out from his body.

A circular high platform instantly appeared on the ground, and the ground around the high platform was cut into powder by the sword qi in an instant. Lingxue Cliff stands on the high platform!

Seeing Ling Xueya like this, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yuanfeng's mouth.

|Ling Xue Ya, you give me death!

With a burst of shouts, Ling Yuanfeng actually threw out his white flying sword and suspended it above his head, and at the same time, three thousand silver hairs burst out one by one, turning into three thousand flying swords, and directly inserted them horizontally down.

Ling Xue Ya was still standing proudly, and the sword qi on his body inadvertently condensed together, forming a purple lotus platform, the sword qi in this purple lotus platform was strong, and it was Ling Xue Ya who turned the sword qi of his whole body together.

I want to fight Ling Yuanfeng's life,

However, surprisingly, the corners of Ling Yuanfeng's mouth cracked with a smug smile, looking weird, but the expression on his face was undoubtedly revealed!

He felt like he had won!

But when Ling Yuanfeng was in a turbulent mood, he shot out three thousand silver threads.

These three thousand silver hairs, once they stand at the roots, change direction in an instant, become infinitely longer, above the silver hair, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, this Ling Yuanfeng has been cultivating for hundreds of years, and he has cultivated himself to condense his hair.

Now the three thousand silver threads have become his weapon.

The three thousand silver hairs, which had grown infinitely, did not directly insert themselves into Ling Xue Ya's body, but they were inadvertently inserted into Ling Xue Cliff's high platform.

All of a sudden, these three thousand silver filaments shuttled through the land and took root one thousand meters underground.

After this sword qi was inserted into the ground, Ling Yuanfeng's head spun, condensing all the silver filaments into a ball, and strangled Ling Xue Cliff.

At this time, eight hundred meters underground, Ye Feng saw three thousand silver filaments, the roots were extremely thick, and the sword qi cut the land vertically and horizontally, condensing together at a thousand meters away, and strangled upwards towards Ling Xueya's feet.

"Sandeng senior, it's time for us to take action. After a loud drink, Ye Feng's eyes flashed faintly cold.

The Eight Gates Golden Lock Array was unfolded in an instant, and the three thousand silver wires were divided into eight parts in eight directions.

At the same time, the three-lamp monk took out his nine-ring tin staff, slammed it into the ground, and inserted it into the ground within a few meters.

Then, the three-lamp monk crossed his legs and sat on the ground, his mouth closed, his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth murmured, and bursts of golden light bloomed from him.

These are all Buddha light, touching Buddha light, Ye Feng felt a soft force, extremely strong, so that he actually had a feeling of surrender in his heart, and his heart moved, and the flying knife qi swirled in his body, and this sense of surrender could disappear.

At this time, Ye Feng opened his eyes and saw that with the three lights as the center, the golden light shone throughout the cave, the ground began to crack, and the golden Buddha light instantly spread all over the ground, dazzling.

The nine-ring tin staff trembled under the light of the Buddha, and with a swish from above, three lamps appeared.

Three lights, three lights, the meaning is the three lamps of the nine-ring tin rod.

Every lamp has infinite power, the last time Ye Feng remembered that he was cultivating ghosts there, and encountered a group of skeleton soldiers chasing and killing, the three-lamp monk took out a lamp and threw it at those people, and the powerful Buddha light turned those skeleton soldiers into nothing.

Only this time, the three lights did not come out of the first light, but all three lights were dialed out.

After the three lamps burst out from the top of the nine-ring tin staff, in the blink of an eye, the three-lamp monk said Amitabha, these three lamps fused together, swished, and then flashed and dispersed, quickly surrounding Ye Feng and the three-lamp monk.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A golden light was formed between the three lights, connected together, and with three loud bangs, flames rose up.

Rising from the ground, in an instant, rising to the ground, this flame could not burn Ye Feng and the three-lamp monk.

The three-lamp monk sat at the bottom of the cave, and Ye Feng was standing beside him, his fingers not only danced, causing the Shengmen of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array to move constantly, not giving the three thousand silver threads a chance.

"Ling Yuanfeng, today is your death period, hmph, there are eight golden lock arrays and three lamps of the three lamps of the predecessors, and the three cai flame arrays, your three thousand silver threads, I am afraid that they will turn into powder in an instant. ”

Between the thoughts in my heart, the land touched by the flames turned into powder in an instant, and spread out, making the gap that was originally just a cave to the ground become the size of a cave.

"Ye Feng, your strategy has been completely successful, now it's up to Ling Yuanfeng to see what happens. Sanlan suddenly opened his eyes, and a majestic Buddha light entered the nine-ring tin staff again, and the resistance power from the three thousand silver threads caused the nine-ring tin staff to tremble and disappear in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array controlled three thousand silver wires, causing the flames to continuously burn three thousand silver wires.

There was a slight smell of burnt burning in the air.

Three thousand silver threads, although they have been cultivated by Ling Yuanfeng with sword qi for hundreds of years, are actually no different from flying swords, but it is still hair at all.

If it is touched by ordinary flames, it may not be able to burn and burn, but if the samadhi true fire is mixed with a trace of the six true fires, it cannot burn the three thousand silver threads, then it is impossible to say.

As soon as the three lights and nine rings of tin staff were opened in the early stage of the cave void, it was comparable to the middle stage of the cave void, and with Ye Feng's eight-door golden lock array, the three thousand silver wires were completely trapped.

Therefore, the three thousand silver threads are allowed to be baked by the true fire of the six and the true fire of the samadhi.

In a few breaths, it turns into shreds.

And all this happened in a flash of light.

From the three thousand silver filaments inserted into the underground kilometer, to Ye Feng's Eight Gates Golden Lock Array and the Three Lamps Flame Array being unfolded, burning the silver filaments was just something that was completed in an instant.

Leaping out of the cave, Ye Feng and the third rank appeared on the ground, only to see that Ling Yuanfeng was embarrassed, his three thousand silver filaments were deeply rooted in the ground, no matter how great his strength was, he couldn't break free.

Unless, he dragged his three thousand silver filaments off his scalp, so that he could get rid of the constraints of Ye Feng and the Three Lights Serial Formation, it would be impossible to survive at all.

The moment Ye Feng and the three lights flew out, Ling Xueya moved.

His Qinglian Sword Platform, where his whole body cultivation and sword qi were condensed, was waiting for this opportunity, waiting for Ye Feng and Sandeng to trap Ling Yuanfeng, as soon as this opportunity appeared, how could he let it go?

Qinglian Sword Platform, rising to the sky, merge with him, at this time Ling Xue Cliff is the sword platform, and the sword platform is Ling Xue Cliff.

On the other side, Ling Yuanfeng showed a look of horror, he gritted his teeth and made a gurgling sound, he actually crushed eight teeth, and these eight teeth were crushed at the same time, so he made a gurgling sound.

Three thousand silver threads were pulled out of the scalp.

It was jaw-dropping, Ye Feng looked at this, not only did he feel a tingling on his scalp.