Chapter 1305                                                            �

At this moment, Ye Feng felt the entire Tianji Pavilion shaking, and a huge force that was indescribable was surging towards him. The god seemed to feel that time was tight, so he took action directly to wipe him away.

"boom……"

The golden true energy suddenly burst out from Ye Feng's body, like burning flames beating on his body. He activated all his strength and suddenly swung two pieces of Demon Sang, urging Shen Shang with one hand to urge Shen Shang and the other to urge God Killing Sword.

Although these are the same set of skills, they are completely different. Ye Feng's hand is brightly lit and brightly red as blood. The dazzling light surged out of his arm like flowing water, and directly poured into two pieces of demon sorrow. The surging emperor wave suddenly came out at this moment.

These two sword lights are already extremely powerful, but now Ye Peak is controlled by imperial weapons, the pressure emitted by the thunder is like an emperor taking action, with a huge murderous intent surging. The emperor-level fluctuations are spreading out with Ye Peak as the center.

"cut……"

With Ye Feng's loud shout, his hands fell down together. A sword light was dazzling in color and golden, while another sword light was sad and strange, flowing with dazzling blood.

"The light of rice grains dares to compete with Haoyue for the bright light, saying that this weapon has broken down. Even if you are given a complete sacred warrior, you can't make waves. Although you are just an ant, since I can't see through it, I can't let you live until the future and die!"

The god was furious in an instant. Ye Feng had already made him angry before he escaped. Today, Ye Feng was mixed up with the identity of an ant and inexplicably caused him to suffer some losses. At this time, he saw Ye Feng slashing with Demon Sorrow in his hand. Although the power of the two sword lights seemed ordinary to him, he should not hurt him, but you must know that Ye Feng had just stepped into the Great Saint Realm and could burst out such power, which surprised him. How could he make Ye Feng survive?

He has silently deduced several times, but he can't deduce the matter about Ye Feng at all. He knows that this is an uncertain factor and he can't even see through it, so he must not keep it.

"boom……"

The god of heaven took action, and his palm swelled in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it seemed to be able to cover the world, vast and boundless. He ignored the two sword lights and grabbed Ye Feng directly.

"rumble……"

The earth-shaking muffled sound spread, and the scene made Ye Feng's face pale in an instant.

These two sword lights are unusual. They are not driven by true qi, but are condensed by the Taoist rhyme. Logically speaking, they cannot be directly shattered, and they can only be slowly dispersed.

But at this time, he was actually shaken away by the palm. This was the first time Ye Feng encountered this situation.

Ye Feng was shocked. Only when he really fought would he feel the terror of the emperor-level powerhouse. The power at this level far exceeded his expectations.

Moreover, the remaining combat power of this god is probably less than 40% of the peak, and it is still so terrifying.

He shouted loudly, mobilizing the power in the Sumeru Realm at any cost. Ye Feng felt very lucky. He tried several times today, and each time he succeeded. The vast and boundless power poured into his body, making his whole body swell up in an instant.

The power was boundless and unimaginable. It was like a storm of waves pouring into Ye Feng's body. The first feeling was that endless pain was sweeping over, and the meridians around his body seemed to be torn apart. Even his Great Saint-level imperial body could not bear it, and he felt like it was about to burst.

You should know that it is the power contained in a space. Now it pours into Ye Feng's body like a surging river. He feels that he can't hold on for a moment, and his body will explode directly in the next moment.

"Three Thousand Great Dao Arts!"

Ye Feng roared, completely unconscious, and his body was filled with endless power. If he did not vent his feelings, he felt that he would fall directly without the god's actions.

“Brush…”

Two rays of light rushed out of Ye Feng's body and turned into two figures exactly the same as him in the blink of an eye. It seemed that because the power in his body was too huge, the two figures condensed at this time were as solid as his real body, and were terrifyingly solid.

However, this process was so short that two figures condensed, and then the light flashed, one figure turned into a brilliant sword light, and the other turned into a huge fist seal.

This is what he has realized, and it is his understanding of martial arts so far, which is considered his own martial arts.

Despite this, the fluctuations emitted were not weaker than those of Shenshang and God-killing Sword Lights. Instead, they were more powerful. Although they lacked the charm of the most powerful martial arts and did not have the spirit of dominating the world, they had a kind of indomitable sharpness.

"Boom..."

The sword light crushed by, and the already chaotic void was completely stirred up. The fist print fell down with a strong and strong temperament. When it first collided with the palm of the god, it made a loud noise that shook the god's palm, and the sword light pierced down immediately.

"puff……"

"Ah...you..."

In a roar that shook the sky, a large area of ​​bleak blood appeared. In the violently turbulent altitude, half of the palm was cut down, like the sky collapsed, falling down with the surging blood rain. The scene was incredibly terrifying.

Outside the Tianji Pavilion, all the cultivators were stunned. No one expected that such a scene would happen. Everyone thought that Ye Feng was about to fall, because the god directly attacked him and was targeted by the emperor-level powerful man. Who can survive except for cultivators of the same realm?

But now, the palm that the god protruded out of that day, the palm that was covering Yefeng was cut off half.

Everyone saw clearly that this was not caused by the method left by the Demon Ancestor, nor was it the action of the gods. At this time, the seven divine feathers transformed from the gods were still burning. Although the aura and fluctuations emitted were becoming more and more terrifying, they had not yet been fully realized.

However, Ye Feng didn't care about these things at this time. His body completely swelled, and his whole body seemed to be inflated. His body was filled with the power gushing out of the Sumeru Realm. Even if he released some of it at the first time, it was far from enough.

His face was bulging with blue veins, his face turned red and purple, and his appearance was ferocious and terrifying.

"Three Thousand Fire Feathers!"

He shouted again, and his eyes didn't look at the god at all because he couldn't care. At this time, even he felt that he could not protect himself. He took action one after another, just to vent the vast and boundless power in his body.

The blue fire that permeated this space suddenly gathered towards him and condensed above his head. In addition to the surging heat wave, there was also an inexplicable aura flowing. At this time, the majestic power in Ye Feng's body seemed to have found a gap and rushed out at an extremely fast speed. This technique consumed a lot of his true energy. Now the power gushed out from his body directly turned into a beam of light connected to the sea of ​​fire.

"Burn my origin and borrow the power of the heavens!"

At the same time, the seven divine feathers on the gods also burned to the extreme, and they actually condensed into a magic array, from which a vague and ethereal sigh came out, and then the mysterious magic array slowly fell down.
Chapter completed!