The four swords suspended in the air are like four weapons that harvest life, exuding extremely powerful death energy.
Seeing Ye Feng controlling four swords to float in the air with a wave of his hand, many sword cultivators present were stunned.
The strong sword king has the ability to control swords, but he can only control one sword. The heads of the eight major families, including Bai Wenping, have never seen anyone able to control four swords at once.
While the four swords were suspended in mid-air, the sword tips vibrated violently and made a buzzing sound.
As the buzzing sounds connected together, a long series of sounds were made, and the four swords were divided into three paths: upper, middle and lower, and they all stabbed at Bai Wenping's head, chest and lower abdomen.
Seeing the sword coming with great urgency and astonishing power, Bai Wenping smiled slightly, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
For a person like him who is only one step away from the Sword King realm, this kind of attack is really not enough to scare him.
Bai Wenping slowly pulled out the white scale sword inserted in the sword pouch. When the long sword, which was at the mid-level wind level, was unsheathed, the entire sky above Longtan Pond was covered by an almost solidified super-strong confinement force.
The force acts on the water surface, immediately setting off a frenzy of tens of meters.
There were several explosions in succession, and the calm water surface suddenly stirred up a dozen water droplets that were a hundred meters high and ten meters thick.
As the water column soared into the sky, it turned into silver-white water dragons.
These water dragons quickly wrapped around the four swords that were flying rapidly, colliding with the energy on the surface of the swords, making bursts of thunderous explosions.
A violent explosion rose from the water mist, directly smashing the water dragon into pieces.
At the moment when the water dragon shattered and countless water droplets splashed, the energy contained in the four swords was also exhausted, and they all fell towards the water surface.
Ye Feng was suddenly startled when he realized that the four swords were cut off from his own consciousness.
He quickly shook his hands and released strong suction, and then sucked the sword back to him that was about to fall into the lake.
Opposite him, a cloud-like haze slowly evaporated from the soles of Bai Wenping's feet.
Lifted by this haze, Bai Wenping's body slowly rose into the air ten meters above the lake.
Looking down at Ye Feng who reached out to grab the sword, a trace of contempt flashed in Bai Wenping's eyes.
In the fight just now, he had already tested Ye Feng's details. Now he made the decision not to give Ye Feng a chance anymore, and he must kill him with one blow.
Suddenly, Bai Wenping waved the white scale sword in his hand.
The moment the sword edge pierced into the air, countless dense scale-like white flakes of vitality suddenly appeared on the surface of the white-scaled sword.
Each piece of light was particularly smooth and extremely dazzling under the sunlight. When hundreds of scales gathered and densely covered the space in front of Bai Wenping, he suddenly let out a loud roar, and the flat thorn of the long sword in his hand
Got out.
"Huh..." A whistling wind sounded amid the scaly vitality that shot out at high speed.
Seeing the white scales falling on top of his head like dense raindrops, Ye Feng's eyes showed a trace of panic.
He could feel the energy contained in these scales. Those scales, which were as powerful as mountains and could destroy thousands of hectares of fields in an instant, were definitely not something he could withstand right now.
Facing the attack of scales, the golden light dragon under Ye Feng's feet turned into a blur of light and shadow, lifting his body and retreating quickly.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng's figure retreated a hundred meters away and arrived outside the lake.
He retreated quickly, and the white scales pursued him even faster.
Almost as soon as he retreated to the lake shore, white scales fell overwhelmingly, covering his entire body.
Seeing Ye Feng's body covered in white vitality scales, Jiang Ziwei let out a low cry, and He Huan held the sword harder.
Both of them stared at Bai Wenping angrily, their eyes bloodshot.
"Bai Wenping, if anything happens to Boss Ye, I will kill you with my sword even in heaven and on earth!" Jiang Ziwei roared angrily.
Beside him, He Huan said nothing, but the murderous sword light rising from his body, which was half a meter long, clearly expressed his violent mood.
Not only Jiang Ziwei and He Huan believed that Ye Feng would not be able to escape, but actually the masters of the seven sword sects who were watching from a distance also believed that Ye Feng would not escape this disaster.
Bai Wenping's fish scale light wave attack was his most proud offensive technique in his life.
Looking at the entire Thousand Feather Kingdom, the number of strong sword kings who died under the light wave of fish scales was by no means less than two digits.
There was an explosion of "boom", and the fish scale light waves exploded on Ye Feng's body surface.
Everyone only saw Ye Feng's figure being enveloped by the explosion of fish scale light waves and flying diagonally hundreds of meters away.
Boom, another loud noise exploded on the surface. It was the explosion caused by the fish scale light waves bombarding the ground.
An explosion sounded and the ground shook violently.
Not only was the land near the lake shaking in such a violent explosion, the lake water was also shaken by the explosion and sent hundreds of meters high waves. The distant mountains were also shaken by the explosion.
Near the lakeside area, the descendants of the Bai family, as well as the weaker disciples of the seven major families, were all knocked to the ground by the explosion.
As for the heads of the seven major families, although their bodies were still standing as steady as a rock, their hearts were filled with fear as if a stormy sea had stirred up.
"Bai Wenping, is this Bai Wenping's true strength?" Looking at the huge pit that was more than ten meters deep and thirty meters wide that was bombarded by the fish scale light waves, the faces of the heads of the seven major families all turned pale.
Not long ago, when the Bai family issued the Wanli Soul Hunting Order, they were still wondering whether to take advantage of the Bai family's chaos to annex the Bai family's property.
Now that they saw Bai Wenping's strength, they suddenly understood that their own strength was far inferior to Bai Wenping. At least none of the heads of the seven major families thought they could withstand the attack of the fish scale light wave.
Facing the dozen-meter-deep pit that was blasted into the ground, Jiang Ziwei's body trembled and his facial muscles twisted into a ball.
"Boss Ye, Boss Ye!" Jiang Ziwei called sadly.
Beside him, He Huan still didn't make a sound, but his teeth had bitten his lip, and he didn't know it even though the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth onto his clothes.
Gradually, the veins in the palm of He Huan's hand holding the sword hilt protruded, and there was no longer any blood.
At this moment, he, who was not good at expressing himself, decided resolutely that even if he died, he would avenge Ye Feng today.
"Jiang Ziwei, are you afraid of death?" He Huan asked coldly.
Jiang Ziwei's body trembled, and he turned around, with a wild smile showing contempt for the common people on his face.
"Boss He, I have known you and Boss Ye not long ago, but I have long regarded you as brothers. For the sake of brothers, not to mention death, even if it means being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, I, Jiang Ziwei, am willing to do it!" As he said this, Jiang Ziwei
After Wei pulled out the Qilin Sword and was taken away, he randomly found the mid-level Thousand Trees Blossom Sword, and his body suddenly shot out, heading straight for Bai Wenping suspended above the water.
Also ejaculating at the same time as Jiang Ziwei was He Huan.
Although He Huan's movements were one step slower than Jiang Ziwei's, his speed was several points faster than Jiang Ziwei's, and he quickly left Jiang Ziwei behind.
"If you want to die, I will do it first!" He Huan said coldly.
Then his feet suddenly stepped on the water, using a little buoyancy from the water to the soles of his feet to quickly approach Bai Wenping.
"Why, I gave in to you when I was killing people. Why do you want to die before me? Boss He, if you don't give in to me in this kind of thing, I won't let you go even if you are a ghost!" Jiang Zi
Wei Wei said nonchalantly.
Although he was talking, Jiang Ziwei's speed did not slow down. He was usually not very happy with his speed, but suddenly a super power burst out from his body, allowing him to catch up with He Huan's speed.
Facing death, He Huan's expression remained unchanged and still cold, while Jiang Ziwei was still chattering, laughing and cursing as usual.
Seeing that He Huan and Jiang Ziwei had to sort out their order before going to die, the heads of the seven major families around them couldn't help but look serious.
As a man matures into a master, as the patriarch of the seven major families, he has a clear understanding of all kinds of human emotions and things in the world.
In their hearts, friends have always been tools to be used and betrayed. They never thought that one day when they were killed, there would be friends who knew they would die but wanted to avenge them.
At this moment, the heads of the seven major families suddenly envied Ye Feng.
They don't know what a person has to do to make friends who can stay with him for a lifetime.
Except for the patriarchs of the seven major families, the descendants of the Bai family and the elite disciples of the seven major families also felt an indescribable emotion in their hearts when they saw He Huan and Jiang Ziwei's suicidal behavior.
The word friend is familiar to everyone, even the elite disciples of the seven major families have several partners who are loyal to them.
But at this moment, facing He Huan and Jiang Ziwei, who were looking forward to death, they were all asking themselves, if their partners saw themselves in danger, would they be like He Huan and Jiang Ziwei, who would rather die than be alone?
live alone.
Closer, closer.
After three consecutive leaps, He Huan and Jiang Ziwei arrived at an area less than ten meters away from Bai Wenping.
The long sword in He Huan's hand was as cold, cruel and emotionless as ever.
The moment he stabbed out the long sword, endless death energy rose from his body, and he lost his last bit of vitality.
"If we want to die, let's die together!" He Huan said quietly in his heart.
At the last moment of his life, a smile quietly appeared on his face that looked like a thousand-year-old glacier!
Jiang Ziwei did not laugh. On the contrary, the closer he got to Bai Wenping, the more terrifying he felt.
That is the instinctive fear of a strong swordsman towards a strong sword king. Only when the disparity in strength reaches a certain level will they not be able to raise even a hint of resistance.
Although Jiang Ziwei was scared to death, his speed never slowed down.
With a trace of fear on his face, he rushed forward generously and pointed the long sword in his hand directly at Bai Wenping's throat.