In the distance, a group of priests strong, and the two sides of the war were staring at the war. They were already desperate and all their hope was pinned on Ye Weiyang's body.
Therefore, if at this moment, the eight evil princes suddenly attacked, and they would be overwhelmed by the whole army.
Fortunately, Shenshui Yinji is not the kind of villain. With her restraining these evil monarchs, they dare not mess up.
However, seeing that there are more and more wounds on Ye Weiyang, and the breath is getting weaker and weaker. Everyone's heart is tight.
It's not that Ye Weiyang is not good enough, mainly because Shenshui Yinji is too powerful. This is the one that once relied on his own power to resist the entire Yuan Temple alliance, and even suppressed the peerless figure of the Yuan Temple.
If Shenshui Yinji is a stormy wave, then Ye Weiyang is a flat boat with stormy waves. This situation is really dangerous and a little careless.
"That night, it was indeed a demon. If it was more than a hundred years, maybe it really has the power to compete with Lord Yin Ji. Unfortunately ..."
The evil monarch smiled coldly, and even a little grateful in his heart. If Ye Weiyang really grew up, I am afraid that they had no chance to fall into the gods.
However, he has only one dead end today.
Shenshui Yinji, the evil sword of the water holding the water, the sword light of the world swept over, and the look of the night without any change.
Perhaps, for him, the battle has become his life. He set foot on the peak of martial arts and the pinnacle of Kendo. It is his mission. Even if the sky is crashing and the end is coming, he thinks that he is panicked.
Oh!
The blade of the Night God cut out, and the amazing scene happened. The body of the night Weiyang was like a phantom. A sword came out, and countless figures were permeated.
Or, or the body's side rotation, or the center of gravity low, or the figure of the figure, the moment, countless sword light rushed into the infinite swords of Shenshui Yinji.
Wow!
The boundless sword qi was broken, and many nights were united.
"Um?"
Shenshui Yinji didn't even continue attacking, Ye Weiyang brought her a new shock again.
Originally, Weiyang only realized the realm of sword -free swords, but it was far from reaching the point of pure fire, but under the pressure of Shenshui Yinji, Ye Weiyang's body instinctively made actions.
The sword has become his instinct, and there is no need to pass the thoughts in his heart. At this time, his thoughts can no longer keep up with the instinct of his sword.
At this moment, Ye Weiyang has reached the level of "Sword of Sword".
In swordsmanship, he can already be compared to the shoulder god water Yin Ji.
"Yes! So I won't keep my hands anymore!"
Shen Shui Yin Ji, a trace of sperm flashed in her eyes. Before she had a guidance attitude, hoping that Ye Weiyang could reach a higher level. At this moment, Ye Weiyang had reached her expectations.
Then, she will treat Ye Weiyang as her real opponent.
boom!
In the loud noise of the sky, a fierce sword man extended. How far is the distance, how long this sword has become, it seems that it can be stretched infinitely, hitting the enemy with the most violent attitude.
After the strong talent and enlightenment shown by Ye Weiyang, Shenshui Yinji finally stopped reserved, and all the limit forces that they can exert are exerted all.
Because in her eyes, Ye Weiyang can already be regarded as her opponent.
"The night is dying!"
Ye Weiyang did not blindly attack the attack. The sword of the other party, the sword qi has been violently to ignore the flaw, even if he can hit the flaw, the remaining power is enough to make him seriously hurt.
, Ye Weiyang drank a low, his sword was soaring, and a sword inserted into the ground fiercely.
In the next moment, the violent energy is not erupted at the top of the night. Because the sword eruption is too fast, when it comes to a high place, the speed has been reduced again, resulting in a large number of sword strength superimposed together, constantly compressing, solidifying, solidifying
In the end, the boundless sword curtain was formed.
Click!
Shenshui Yinji's sword mang, slaughtered on the night, splashed countless sword gas fragments, like a meteorite, and burst into all directions.
"Defense secret? Interesting!"
Shenshui Yin Ji Yijian can kill Ye Weiyang, but it is not angry, but it shows a bit of joy.
Qi and blood boiled for a while, the night was not moving, but the body was rolling in the body.
Since his fame, he has always been in attacking, killing the enemy in a sword.
Defense is not what he is good at. Although he resisted the Shinshui Yinji, he was not injured.
He sprayed a sip of blood, and Shenshui Yinji no longer kept his hand. How long can he hold it, he has no bottom in his heart.
Perhaps, after a few tricks, I will die under the sword of Shenshui Yinji.
He coughed a few bites of blood, and the tragic color flashed in his eyes, and then he became extremely firm.
Even the final result is destined, but at least, he will not lose the courage to pull the sword!
"Biannian Night!"
Ye Weiyang drank, and the transformation of the offensive and defensive situation was to completely abandon the defense and kill the strongest sword skills to Shenshui Yinji.
He is the night god!
The killing god in the night!
Killing is what he is good at.
Shen Shui Yin Ji, on the face of the ice -condensed face, shows a hint of praise.
Although the power of Ye Weiyang, in her opinion, it is nothing, but she will always remember that there was such an opponent.
It's a good opponent!
Nympho
"Ling Feng, Ling Feng, come out soon!"
On the top of a mountain in the distance, the road was looking at the void crack in the air, wandering back and forth, and a anxiety in my heart.
Although it is far apart, he can feel that the war in Ye Weiyang's other side may have reached a very tragic level.
The conditions of the sealing Shenshui Palace, the four worship facilities, are indispensable.
The power of urging these four letters is also indispensable.
Jiuli Shenhuo, who urges Xuanhuo, must be dominated by Jiuli Grandma.
The power of Tai Aya, who urges Xuanxin Zijian, must be dominated by the blood of the gods of the Tae Ah.
Similarly, the worship of the worship of the Xiaofeng Camp must combine the power of all the ten blades.
Ling Feng is not there, even if all the other nine blades are there, it is not available.
After this ring is missing, the power of the four worships of spiritual faith will never be complete. Ling Feng is the last ring of success or failure.
However, the situation at this moment is not optimistic.
In the void, Ling Feng is still baptism of "hundreds of millions of stars". He has a lot of robbery, not simply speaking. In this short time, the pain he experienced was more than in the past.
Dozens of times, hundreds of times more.
The so -called life is not as good as death, probably the current situation of Ling Feng.
Even the previous hundreds of life and death cycle, in the face of "hundreds of millions of stars", it is not worth mentioning at all.
He even has no power to move a finger now. His body has become a transparent state. Each muscles and every blood vessels exudes a light of a star.
Moreover, these lights are still spreading, each spread, and in his body, it seems to experience a big damage of the Big Bang of the Universe.
Boom!
Ling Feng clenched his teeth. From the moment he chose to cultivate "Billion Star Robs", it was destined that he had no retreat.