In Guan Mufeng's view, Zhang Yifeng was restricted from his movements at this moment, and he could not avoid it at all in the face of Wanyan Xiarong's attack.

The fall of Zhang Yifeng is about to become an established fact.

"Boy, die!"

On the platform, Wanyan Xiarong's voice came, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had almost seen the scene of Zhang Yifeng dying tragically under his sword move.

The Sky-Slaying Sword rose with the flow, driving an unparalleled sword light and poured down towards Zhang Yifeng.

"don't want!"

Off the stage, Qiu and Ye Lingshu couldn't bear to see the cruel scene that was about to happen, and closed their eyes with pain.

However, just when everyone thought Zhang Yifeng was about to die in Wanyan Xiarong's hands, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Zhang Yifeng's mouth, which had not been moved.

Amid everyone's surprised expressions, Zhang Yifeng opened his mouth slightly, and the words spit out from his mouth.

"Splitting the sky!"

As he finished speaking, the traces of the crack of the sky in his hand suddenly shone brightly.

Immediately afterwards, the cracked sky scar instantly left Zhang Yifeng's right hand, floated in the air, and began to tremble violently.

Buzzing!

After a violent tremor, almost everyone present was filled with a tremor. They felt an extremely domineering force brewing in the giant sword.

That power made them feel unprecedentedly palpitations.

Even some cultivators with low cultivation level dare not stare at the giant sword, as if they just take a look and their souls will be pierced.

What's going on? This is the first time they have encountered this situation.

At this time, as the giant sword continued to shake, the sword light that had originally poured down towards Zhang Yifeng seemed to be pulled, and all gathered towards the traces of the crack of the sky.

Soon, Wanyan Xiarong's sword light with infinite murderous intent all rushed into the Sky-Splitting Scar, and then disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Wanyan Xiarong's face changed drastically, and the smile on his face froze on his face.

This scene is too incredible.

But, what is even more incredible is still behind.

roar!

With a low growl, the phantom of the silence appeared again from the sword of the Sky-Strip. The silence roared and opened its bloody mouth.

The next moment, countless sword lights flew out from its mouth, and the target pointed directly at Wanyan Xiarong.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

"God, the spirit of this sword can actually devour other people's martial arts and reflect them out. This is simply too amazing! And the spirit of this sword seems to look familiar."

"Of course I look familiar, this is a slaughter. There are only a handful of slaughter that are still alive! The name of the ancient ferocious beast is not that good-name. If it doesn't have some skills, can it be called an ancient ferocious beast?"

"Yes, I really don't know what luck Zhang Yifeng has left. He can actually get the spirit of the sage. If the giant sword in his hand becomes a magic weapon, its power will definitely be amazing."

At this moment, many people's eyes were filled with greed. The strength of the Sky Strike made everyone moved.

If possible, they would snatch the Sky-Breaking Scar from Zhang Yifeng without hesitation.

They had long seen that the reason why Zhang Yifeng was able to compete with Wanyan Xiarong for so long was that the weapons in his hands were of great significance.

This giant sword is not a magic weapon, but better than a magic weapon!

"Impossible! How is this possible."

On the platform, Wanyan Xiarong looked gloomy, and his eyes were also incredible.

He felt that he had overestimated the Sky-Splitting Scar in Zhang Yifeng's hand, but he never expected that this giant sword was even more powerful than he had imagined.

"I must get this sword!"

After understanding how powerful Zhang Yifeng's weapon was, Wanyan Xiarong felt even more determined to get the Sky-Splitting Seal from Zhang Yifeng's hand.

Although the Sky-Slaying Sword in his hand is a magic weapon, the giant sword in Zhang Yifeng's hand is obviously more valuable.

With a cold snorting, Wanyan Xiarong took steps to avoid the sword light reflected from the cracked sky marks.

This attack was sent by him, and it was naturally not difficult for him to avoid it.

After avoiding the attack, Wanyan Xiarong's eyes filled with murderous intent. He shouted softly, and was about to attack Zhang Yifeng again. At this moment, the Sky-Breaking Shield floating in the air suddenly stabbed into the void with a sword.

As the crack of the sky was pierced, the space around Zhang Yifeng became disordered instantly. Soon, the power of the space that imprisoned Zhang Yifeng disappeared.

Zhang Yifeng recovered his movements! He raised his head and waved to the cracked sky scar.

call out!

With a sound of slashing the speed of sound, the crack of the sky appeared in Zhang Yifeng's hands instantly.

Zhang Yifeng stood with a sword in his arms, and said with a calm look: "Wanyan Xiarong, what tricks do you have? Just use them, and I will continue with you."

On the opposite side, Wanyan Xiarong's face looked a little ugly. He really couldn't understand. His move could even trap the cultivator at the ninth level of the out-of-body stage, but why could he not trap Zhang Yifeng!

"Is it his giant sword again?"

Thinking of this possibility, Wanyan Xiarong's mood immediately became unhealthy.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said hatefully: "Zhang Yifeng, if you have the ability, don't use the giant sword in your hand. Let's fight hard."

Hearing Wanyan Xiarong's words, Zhang Yifeng sneered and said contemptuously: "Wanyan Xiarong, you are so shameless. You are holding magic weapons in your hand. My weapons are not even magic weapons. You actually want me not to use weapons. Do you still want shame?"

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Wanyan Xiarong's face turned pale. He just said that just now, in desperation. Of course, he knew that Zhang Yifeng could not give up his advantages.

Wanyan Xiarong frowned, and after a while he sneered: "Zhang Yifeng, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said curiously: "Wanyan Xiarong, if you really have that ability, you wouldn't saliva with me here. If you only have this ability today, then the dead person must be you."

Wanyan Xiarong snorted coldly, but surprisingly, he did not respond to Zhang Yifeng's words, but fell into hesitation.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be making an extremely important decision.

"What, Wanyan Xiarong, are you afraid?" Seeing that Wanyan Xiarong didn't say anything, Zhang Yifeng's voice came again.

Wanyan Xiarong was still hesitating, but when she heard Zhang Yifeng's slightly sarcastic words, her face changed and her eyes instantly became firm.

"Zhang Yifeng, since you are seeking death, I will help you!"

After Wanyan Xiarong finished speaking, she suddenly shouted in the direction of Wangtian Pavilion: "Take action and kill Zhang Yifeng!"

On the Wangtian Pavilion, Zhao Yuantong and Li Rulong were paying close attention to what happened on the high sky, and they didn't dare to blink.

Because they knew that their lives were in the hands of Zhang Yifeng. If Zhang Yifeng died in the battle with Wanyan Xiarong, they would have to be buried with Zhang Yifeng.

This is not what they want to see.
Chapter completed!