Chapter 683 Three Minutes Asking for a Monthly Ticket
"Clang!" The sonic boom caused by metal interlacing, the cyan figure and Lynch's black body took several steps at the same time.
After the two stopped, they looked at each other. "Lynch, you are actually here!" Ye Feng looked at each other in surprise. "It's me." Lynch smiled coldly, but saw a large number of figures breaking through the wind in the sky behind Ye Feng, and finally spread the sky with overwhelming overwhelming sky.
The sudden appearance of the Shengtian Sect also caused the people from the Thick Earth Continent on the Ziyuan Islands to be moved. "How could it be so fast? Didn't it mean that it would take at least one day to arrive?" A powerful man of Tianling Emperor roared, but no one could answer him. "Go inside and notify Lord Saint!"
Someone roared and shouted again. Suddenly, a disciple of the Thick Land Continent threw down the naked woman on the ground, and even had no time to wear her pants, and flew directly. Lynch, who was confronting Ye Feng, felt that the master in front of the Holy Heaven Sect was no less than the Thick Land Continent. His face began to slowly gloomy. He raised his head and looked directly at the young man in the green robe standing in the sky like a perspective of space. "No one left!" Ye Feng waved his hand! "Kill! No one left!" Suddenly, the eight million disciples of the Holy Heaven Sect dived down one by one like fighter planes.
The one who rushed in front were the female disciples of the Shengtian Sect. "Ye Feng, do you regard me as nothing?" Lynch suddenly shouted angrily and felt a huge insult. "You are nothing in front of me." Ye Feng's disdainful expression became clearer.
"My opponent is the Holy Lord Feng Qing or the Holy Lord of the Earth. You are not qualified." "Hmph, arrogant, the god you passed on from outside, I have tried it just now. Your power is just the same level as me, and I have my own tricks. Do you think I will absurdly believe the rumors outside but not the judgment you tried in person?" I laughed angryly, and with a palm, the spiritual energy fluctuated, and in an instant, it condensed into a deep black battle knife in the palm. Above the battle knife, a strange black mist was shrouded in my own judgment.
Ye Feng smiled, stretched out his three fingers, but said in a shocking way: "Three minutes, if you can hold me up for three minutes, I will leave immediately whenever I see you." "Okay, okay, I'll see what qualifications you have to be so arrogant." Lynch also laughed furiously at Ye Feng's arrogant words.
Ye Feng smiled, his palm was facing the ground below, and then his five fingers suddenly grabbed it, and as his hands were grasped, a white long sword suddenly leaped out.
"Three minutes!"
Ye Feng instantly completed a high-level illusion killing formation. Just like the level of fighting against Zhang Yuanjie in the Great Perfection Realm, he stood at the core of the formation, and raised the Tianyi Sword to point at Lynch. His face shook slightly, and Lynch did not say any nonsense this time. The black battle knife in his hand trembled violently, and the vigorous energy fluctuated the air to ripples. His body fell a little silent, and Lynch glared suddenly and shouted loudly. His body instantly turned into a black shadow, shooting towards Ye Feng like lightning.
The figure flashed through the sky, and the sharp blade easily cut through the air with the help of the majestic spiritual energy. In just a blink of an eye, the blade reached Ye Feng's chest. "Clang!" Ye Feng's green long gown flashed, and the huge sword appeared strangely in front of him, like a thick shield, easily blocking the sharp black sword.
As the swords and swords intersect, a sharp wind suddenly spread out from the junction, shaking the space out into ripples. "Puchi!" One move was fruitless, Lynch shook his wrist, and the sharp sword quickly turned like a strange poisonous snake, slashed across his arm, and then stabbed suddenly!
"bite!"
As soon as the battle knife flashed through Ye Feng's low gear, a terrifying finger quickly poked out. Then he bounced his finger and a sharp wind hit the sword body of Tian Yijian with extremely accurate accuracy. Ye Feng directly ejected it, and at the same time, Tian Yijian raised it and slashed directly at Lynch's face.
Lynch was shocked to the side of his body and avoided Ye Feng's attack. Lynch's eyes suddenly shook, and the spiritual energy in his body surged wildly, and a strange and bizarre body of the blade. As Hao shook his body, he suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Skeleton Ling Luan!" With this loud shout, the overwhelming sword shadow was covered with Lynch in just a few breaths. His arm trembled, and the black war sword was pushed out heavily. Then the countless afterimages shot towards Ye Feng like a flood. The strange knife shadow filled Ye Feng's eyes. Although the countless afterimages were illusory, the power carried on them should not be underestimated. If they were to contact them casually, the real sword light hidden in the afterimage would appear unexpectedly, which was unpredictable.
Moreover, with the increase in power of the two Holy Spirit Beads of Darkness, Lynch's attack power is even more powerful. Faced with this sharp attack, Ye Feng's mood had never fluctuated at all. He looked at the black sword shadow that was overwhelmed by the sky. He raised the sword in his hand flatly, and then slowly drew a slightly mysterious arc. His arms trembled, and his sword body brought a vague sword shadow. The sword body was rhythmic, lifting heavy and light. The heavy sword was pierced out with cleverness and clumsiness. Although it seemed to have no power, vaguely, there was a wave of victory and sharp attacks in the sword technique.
laugh!
The Tianyi Sword, which drew a mysterious arc, was instantly intertwined with countless black sword shadows. At that moment, the sword shadow suddenly burst out with powerful energy. However, no matter how many sword shadows were, it was difficult to break through the boundaries of the long sword that danced with a strange and slow rhythm. This way, it was like a rain of arrows, meeting the surging waves in the sea. No matter how many arrows were, they were all swallowed and digested by the waves. Feeling the strange force coming from Ye Feng's long sword, Lynch's expression changed slightly. He could feel that his blade body hidden in the afterimage was gradually being pulled closer to the dangerous area.
"hateful!"
With a low growl in his heart, Lynch's arm shook, and a sword shadow instantly lifted away from many afterimages and stabbed directly into Ye Feng's chest. However, the sword shadow had just appeared, and the Tianyi Sword, which was dancing at a strange rhythm, suddenly accelerated, and then slashed out suddenly, slashing the black sword shadow in the direction. As the sword attack deviated, Lynch was shocked. Just as he was about to make some move, the black shadow in front of him suddenly flashed, and then a palm print mixed with terrifying energy slapped over. Seeing the opponent's attack, Lynch refused to retreat at all. His face turned cold, and the spiritual energy on his palm quickly condensed, and then he printed on Ye Feng's palm without hesitation.
"Bang!"
With his palms sealed, Lima exploded from the sky and then both figures retreated. With a wrong step, his body was stabbed and stabilized. Ye Feng shook his wrist and looked up at Lynch who had flew backwards for more than ten meters, but smiled slightly. After the previous confrontation, he had already discovered that Lynch's strength should be about the same as Nangong Feixue's strength. It seems that the Holy Spirit Pearl he had absorbed for fifty years and his previous powerful power was equivalent to Nangong Feixue's power absorbed for sixty years. It was probably much stronger than Zhao Xiner.
"Ye Feng, do you know how long we have been fighting?" Lynch stabilized his body and felt the numb palm. He raised his head and sneered. Two minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and judging from the situation of the battle, the two sides were obviously not in line. According to this situation, what Ye Feng said before was shameless to defeat himself in three minutes was nothing more than a joke.
"One minute left, why be happy so early? For you, I only use the Demon Sword Technique to you." Ye Feng sneered. The spiritual energy in his body rolled like a mountain torrent, and a powerful sense of power filled every corner of his body. This state almost made Ye Feng burst out with extremely terrifying power in every move.
"Huh?" Feeling the terrifying power, Lynch's face looked slightly solemn, and the spiritual energy in his body was also surging with all his strength. After all, he was about to become the high-ranking Dark Saint. Under the attention of everyone, if he was defeated in three minutes, it would definitely be unwilling for him.
Therefore, even if you give your all your strength, you must take over all the attacks Ye Feng will be! With a ruthless heart, a sharp light flashed through Lynch's eyes, and his five fingers bent slightly, forming a strange claw-shaped appearance. In the palm of his palm, black mist appeared and seemed to be brewing something.
And Lynch's ultimate move, the evil technique that Lynch absorbed the power of the dead, was ready to take it out!
"The twelfth sword of the Demon Sword Technique--Holy Returns to All Things!"
Ye Feng's figure trembled in vain, and then it disappeared strangely even in a low thunder sound! And the disappearance did not cause any changes around it, as if Ye Feng had never been anywhere, and it was not teleportation, nor did it cause any wind.
This made people feel a little unpredictable. Faced with Ye Feng's sudden disappearance, Lynch was also shocked, but Lynch was definitely not a simple person. After a slight shock, the spiritual consciousness emanated instantly, "Come out!" As soon as the spiritual consciousness was poked out, Lynch sneered. His body rushed towards a place not far away in front of him like lightning. On the slightly curved claws, a sharp wind rushed out with a black mist. However, before the claw wind arrived, the space fluctuated slightly, and a green robe appeared strangely, and a sword light cut through the sky like a meteor.
"Go to die!"
It seemed that he could also feel the terror of the energy condensed on Ye Feng's sword. When Lynch retracted his claws, he shouted loudly, and another claw. The black mist on his claws instantly expanded, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a few feet large, wrapping his figure in it, like a devil, then Lynch danced out his claws fiercely, tearing them away at Ye Feng like a fierce ghost. The claws streaked across the space, and the violent waves spread out continuously like ripples of water waves. This power was like mucus, with extremely strong corrosive power, which even made Ye Feng feel his heart tremble. But Ye Feng didn't care at all. The twelfth sword of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique directly faced the strange claws!