8529. Chapter 8529 Let him play for three days first!
The only purpose of the Destruction Sword Intention is to destroy and destroy.
Although it is cast with a staff, the sword's intention remains unchanged.
That soaring sword intent was like the charge of thousands of troops, sending chills all over the place.
Whoosh whoosh!
Thousands of sword shadows gathered from all directions, covering Xuanyuan Feng.
Dang Dang Dang!
Xuanyuan Feng's eyes also surged with fighting spirit, his spear trembled, and he stabbed thousands of times in an instant.
Every time he thrust out, he defeated a sword intent accurately.
There was a violent roar in the void, as if thousands of weapons were clashing in an instant, which was shocking.
"Fire Sword Domain."
Zhuo Yifan roared loudly, and at the same time as he landed on the ground, his staff became a sharp sword and plunged directly into the hard ground.
A powerful wave came out, with the Soul-Eating Staff as the center, bursting into thousands of sword energy, radiating out in all directions.
"Condensation!"
Zhuo Yifan squeezed his big hand fiercely, and the sword technique changed.
Suddenly, an invisible sword field was formed, trapping Xuanyuan Feng in it.
In the blink of an eye, he was enveloped by an unknown amount of sword energy.
A red light flashed in Xuanyuan Feng's eyes, and his aura surged. Although his body shape had not changed, it gave people a huge and intimidating feeling.
The spear in his hand transformed into countless afterimages, surrounding himself and forming a strange force field.
Before all the sword energy came close, he strangled them into nothingness.
Suddenly, space cracks appeared in the place where the battle took place.
Such an intense battle shocked both Ba Shan and Ba Cheng.
They did not expect that Zhuo Yifan was not only a spiritual master, but also a super soldier.
This fighting consciousness is simply terrifying.
"Xuanyuan Feng, give up! I don't want to hurt you."
Zhuo Yifan suddenly let out a huge roar. Even Ba Shan and Ba Cheng Ba Xian outside felt dizzy, let alone Xuanyuan Feng deep inside.
This [Soul-eating Demonic Sound] has become extremely terrifying as Zhuo Yifan's strength increases.
Especially now that he has integrated spiritual power, making this sonic attack even more weird and terrifying.
Xuanyuan Feng was shocked. He slapped his chest suddenly and spat out a mouthful of blood.
As he struck it with a palm, a bright light burst out from his chest, and the text of rules rushed out, evolving continuously, turning into a battle armor, covering him.
Zhuo Yifan suddenly felt that the enemy in the magnetic field of his mind had disappeared.
"Wochao is actually a kind of armor that can isolate spiritual attacks. It's really terrifying."
However, Zhuo Yifan's spiritual cultivation cannot actually crush Xuanyuan Feng. This guy is covered in psychic armor. I am afraid that only a master of the Second Elder's level can defeat his psychic armor and attack his origin.
"Hahaha, human race, you really opened my eyes. When did the human race have such a terrifying character? But you want to attack me with spiritual power, which is a miscalculation."
Xuanyuan Feng smiled proudly.
As one of the princes of the Fairy Clan, the resources accumulated on him are terrifying, and he is almost full of all kinds of treasures.
With this top-notch defense alone, few people can hurt him.
Zhuo Yifan disagreed: "Let's wait until you break through my [Fire Sword Domain]!"
He danced with both hands, and under the sword skills, the talisman became the sword intention, and continued to sink into the earth.
In an instant, the originally invisible formation became clearly visible.
It was a large formation field composed of thousands of swords. These swords were endless and fired like machine guns. If someone else had entered, they would have been shot into a sieve.
But Xuanyuan Feng's protective magic weapon was like a human-shaped fortress. This endless sword energy could only consume the fairy power on his magic weapon, but it could not hurt his body in a short period of time.
But facing the rain of sword intent, he couldn't stand idle.
The spear came out like a dragon, and there were many phantoms, and it just blocked all the attacking sword intent.
"Human race, I admit that you do have equal strength to me, and your sword realm is a bit interesting, but if you want to defeat me, you don't have the strength. I can stand in a stalemate with you for three days and three nights."
Xuanyuan Feng said proudly.
"Haha, is that right? In fact, I can persist for three days and three nights." Zhuo Yifan smiled happily and reminded: "Besides, you seem to have forgotten the name of my sword realm."
"Fire Sword Realm...could it be?"
When Xuanyuan Feng spoke, his face was full of horror, as if he had thought of something terrible.
"That's right, in the Flame Sword Domain, the most important thing is of course the flame!"
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "Xuanyuan Feng, enjoy it. I hope you won't be cooked when I come back in three days."
As Zhuo Yifan said this, he actually took a step forward and walked directly out of the sword domain.
Bashan exclaimed: "Master Divine Envoy, the soul-eating staff is still in the formation. You must not fall into Xuanyuan Feng's hands."
Ba Cheng was also anxious: "Master Divine Envoy, this is the Ba Clan's divine weapon. You must not lose it."
Zhuo Yifan glanced at the two of them lightly: "Do you really think that he can see where the staff is and get it?"
Bashan pointed to the staff stuck on the ground in surprise and said, "The staff is right there, everyone can see it!"
"Hehehe, this is what the so-called authorities are confused about. Just because you can see it, doesn't mean Xuanyuan Feng can see it!"
Zhuo Yifan smiled mysteriously, but he continued to take out fairy stones around the sword realm.
Bacheng said in surprise: "Master Divine Envoy, what do you mean?"
"This Xuanyuan Feng is worthy of being the prince of the Fairy Spirit Clan. He is full of treasures. The power of this sword domain is not enough to defeat him, but adding this spirit gathering formation will be enough."
Zhuo Yifan clapped his hands in satisfaction: "Haha, gathering spiritual energy from a thousand miles away and blessing it in the sword domain is enough to last for three days and three nights."
The two of them looked at Zhuo Yifan as if they were seeing a ghost.
Zhuo Yifan said in surprise: "Why are you looking at me like this? This Xuanyuan Feng is really powerful. I don't want to hurt myself and forcefully defeat him. Since he likes to play, let him have fun! Let's go, three days later
Let’s see the results again!”
Bacheng's head was covered in cold sweat: "Master Divine Envoy, do you mean that we should leave now and leave Xuanyuan Feng alone?"
"Maybe you and he are good friends and want to play with him?" Zhuo Yifan looked at Bacheng in surprise and smiled horribly: "Brother Bacheng, if you are willing, I will send you in."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and Bacheng suddenly felt that the stars were moving before his eyes, and they were falling from mid-air.
And below, there was a sea of fire.
The scorching temperature was several times more terrifying than a volcanic eruption. Ordinary steel and magic weapons would be melted in an instant.
This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the flaming swords are like heavy rain, covering almost the entire space.
Everywhere he went, the void was exploding.
Oh my god, this is hell, so scary.
"Lord God Envoy, save me!"
Bacheng shouted for help without any moral integrity.
The next second, he felt as if his back was grabbed by a strange force. The scene in front of him changed instantly, but it was no longer in the flames.