Seeing this scene, a hint of mocking appeared on Ye Feng's mouth. He did not dodge but became a little void. Instead, he threw the Tianyi Sword out directly. When the two swords met, Zheng Huai's sword was cut off directly, but Tianyi Sword
He followed the slash and slashed off Zheng Huai with a thunderous momentum.
Zheng Huai was stunned and his expression changed drastically, but when he saw that Jian Ming was in crisis, he could not dodge at the moment, so he had only time to move his body a little.
A squirting blood flashed with a flash of blood, Zheng Huai's left arm was completely separated from his body, and he snorted miserably and turned into a blood light and retreated frantically.
"Boy, I thought I could kill you with a little power, but I didn't expect that I would hurt myself because I had too little power. I must throw you into the purgatory of the underworld!" Zheng Huai's hatred was already overwhelming, he was crazy
He roared and retreated. When he was seriously injured, he forced to use part of the power of the Saint Lord to attack Ye Feng, hoping to severely damage the opponent. He did not expect that the opponent would actually exert his power of the Saint Lord under this attack.
The power of his hand, and the sword in his hand, was even more sharp, which immediately caused him to be even more injured.
"It seems that your power of the Saint Lord is really precious. Why don't you let me see all your strength!" Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and he picked up the Tian Yi Jian without saying a word, slashed forward, and suddenly a sword roared ten times.
When dealing with a strong man like Zheng Huai, you can only use the moves you can understand from the strongest Saint Realm, otherwise the rest will be of little use.
Zheng Huai continued to gallop in a flash, and soon he arrived at the Wanjian Underground Palace. Here he suddenly turned around and stopped moving forward, and a black wooden stick immediately transformed into his hand, "Bastard, the fourth brother is at the bottom.
Can't sense it, don't know how to come over? Damn it!"
"Did you sense it when I killed Ouyang Shaoyun?" Ye Feng looked at Zheng Huai and sneered.
Zheng Huai suddenly stopped. Looking at the terrifying sword in Ye Feng's hand, he seemed to think of something, "It turns out that everything is designed by you, and you are underestimating us!"
"Do you die with your eyes closed?" Ye Feng sneered.
"Hahaha, arrogant, although I am seriously injured, you think mine really can't beat you. I just don't want to overload the power of the Saint Lord to reduce my cultivation and damage my soul!" Zheng Huai's eyes gradually became
Blood-red, then slowly lowered his head, as if muttering to himself, "I really fight with you regardless of everything. My strength is probably going to be reduced from the top ten Heavenly Guards to the top ten, but now I can't care about anything else
Now.”
The arm was waving, and the stick danced with the arms, causing waves of afterimages. It suddenly sounded within a thousand feet of radius. After Ye Feng's figure stepped in, it immediately became a black world.
"Black jog!"
"Swoosh!" A violent stick shadow suddenly exploded from front of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng only felt that for a moment, like a small boat that could be flooded at all times.
"This attack is sharper than before, and it is several times more powerful!" Ye Feng's face finally became solemn, he retreated directly, avoiding Zheng Huai's strongest attack point. After retreating a hundred meters, he stood tall with his hands!
The twelfth sword of the Demon Sword Technique--The Holy Returns to All Things!
A golden shocking sword energy surged into the sky. Then nine sword shadows slashed down. Ten swords directly attacked a point. The two strong men met!
"Peng!"
The two intersected, and the violent force reacted on both sides, and Ye Feng used his strength to escape faster. The furious Zheng Huai only took a step back, pressed his heels against the ground, stepped on the ground, and rushed directly to the flying.
Ye Feng retreated, "Since you use all the power of the Holy Lord than me, I want to make you live worse than death!"
Zheng Huai was completely shrouded in murderous intent.
Ye Feng, who was running away in front, had already taken out his fastest speed. However, Zheng Huai was getting closer and closer: "Damn it, Zheng Huai has been counting on other heaven-level guards to help him, so he didn't fight hard now
This is the real desperate effort!” Ye Feng said bitterly in his heart!
"Haha, escape, I'll let you run away again? You know what the Saint is!" Zheng Huai chased the ground quickly, while his left hand was just a catch in the void.
"Hmm? What?" Ye Feng frowned, but the sense of crisis he had made him immediately choose to flash and avoid.
"Boom..."
A huge claw-shaped deep pit suddenly appeared in the space behind Ye Feng. The space immediately shattered like glass, and a huge space black hole appeared.
Zheng Huai's attack is not only powerful, but also has no warning at all. Those who are careless will definitely be hit.
Previously, he put himself in battle to attract others' attention, and then came to kill the person in front of him with him, so Zheng Huai was reserved. He did not want to use too much power of the Saint Lord, because the power of the Saint Lord cannot be obtained by just practicing.
In a sense, the power of the Saint Lord is more precious than anything else, and when he is seriously injured, the power of the Saint Lord needs to recover his injuries. But now, Zheng Huai, who knows that no one will find that Zheng Huai, who is fighting here, has completely exploded.
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"It's my turn!" Ye Feng's cold voice suddenly sounded from the side, and the Demon Sword Technique was once again used, and this time it was even more space condensation, completely integrating the Space Sword Technique with the Demon Sword Technique!
"The twelfth sword of the Demon Sword Technique--Holy Returns to All Things!"
Ye Feng rushed down with an unprecedented momentum, and at the same time he saw Zheng Huai's eyes, which were a pair of cold and ruthless deep eyes.
"You underestimate me too much. Do you think even if I am seriously injured, even Ouyang Shaoyun is not as good as? This time either you die. Or I die." Zheng Huai suddenly roared, and the muscles in his body instantly doubled. At the same time, Ye Feng was at the same time.
Zheng Huai broke free from the spatial condensation effect at once.
"Not good!" Ye Feng's alarm bell rang in his heart, but before he could change his move, a pitch-black stick carrying the huge power of the Saint Lord, and the shocking momentum suddenly hit.
"boom!"
Two moves to compete, the winner was decided immediately. Ye Feng was knocked away all of a sudden, and at the same time he crashed into the ground. Ye Feng himself was also smashed into the ground. A huge spider-web-like crack appeared on his chest,
A huge blood hole appeared in the sunken chest, and his face was extremely pale.
"Huh!" Zheng Huai immediately knelt on the ground with this stick. Obviously, this attack consumed his great power of the Saint Lord, causing him to be seriously injured. He took two difficult breaths
Afterwards, Zheng Huai stood up again, but his momentum was even more fierce.
"When you are sick, I will kill you!" Zheng Huai's face was cruel and rushed forward. At this moment, he immediately became completely different from before, as if all the power burst out at this moment. A stream of red
The breath spread out from the black stick and drilled into Zheng Huai's body along his arm. But he saw a trace of red air in his facial features and seven orifices at this moment, and it looked extremely ferocious from a distance.
These red gases did not condense in front of him, but were absorbed by the black stick to form a cycle.
The red air flowed into Zheng Huai's body from the black stick and then radiated from his body and was absorbed by the black stick. Every time this process lasted, the stronger the momentum of Zheng Huai's body was. He looked down at Ye Feng in the air, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Especially in the left arm that was cut off by the Tianyi Sword, there were also red airs emerging at this moment, and suddenly turned into a red hand.
"Boy, do you know that the strongest thing about the Saint Lord is not the power of the Saint Lord, but the Holy Realm. Young Master Ouyang was killed by you before he could understand his Holy Realm. Today I want you to see what is the real one.
Saint!" He shouted softly, and Zheng Huai's black stick in his right hand immediately threw it forward. At the same time, the left hand, which had completely red air condensed, grabbed the black stick in one hand. At this moment, the red air shone brightly, and Zheng Huai's momentum appeared to be powerful
When he reached the extreme, his expression and expression became as ugly as a dead person after he used the state of supremacy. This obvious contrast also proves that in his serious injury, Zheng Huai could only be extremely forced to issue the state of supremacy!
"Die!" Zheng Huai roared and stepped forward. The black stick in his hand was raised in an instant, slamming down frantically. The speed was extremely fast, and he almost blinked and came close to Ye Feng. His strong body followed the black stick.
It fell with a bang.
Ye Feng's eyes flashed and the sword in his hand immediately raised up, colliding with the huge black stick in an instant.
boom!
The sound that shocked the sky and earth to penetrate the sky came from the place where the black stick collided with the Heavenly Sword. Ye Feng felt a great force suddenly coming from the black stick. His body immediately shook, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body was immediately smashed away.
Go out, this smash will be a thousand meters.
Looking at Zheng Huai again, he did not move at all. It was obvious that such a force confrontation had occupied the absolute peak, but using such a move was not good for his injury. After he smashed Ye Feng, he did not pursue the victory, but instead covered him.
His chest and body couldn't help but shake. Although Zheng Huai was not skinny at this moment, he looked like he was no longer as strong as before.
Take a few deep breaths again, and a roar came from Zheng Huai's mouth. At this moment, he looked like an ancient ferocious beast. His eyes showed a dazzling red light, and he stepped forward with a black stick, and his whole person turned into a red ray of blood.
The lightning rushed towards Ye Feng frantically.
"Die!" Zheng Huai roared, and the black stick in his hand was raised and slashed.
"Hmph, I'll be entangled with you. It's up to you, you can waste me or I can waste you!" Faced with the crisis, Ye Feng could only avoid the edge and escape hundreds of meters away in a row. It was obvious that
For Zheng Huai, who was seriously injured, he could not afford to maintain a strong state of honor in this way for a long time.
But Ye Feng retreated quickly, and Zheng Huai was faster at this time.
"Boom boom boom..."
The stick shadow swept through three consecutive times, directly smashing Ye Feng's Tianyi Sword out of his palm. The black stick hit Ye Feng's shoulder, chest and thighs. Then the boundless stick shadow swung over at the same time, and immediately.