Wu Po Jiuxiao

Seeing that Black Bolt King was about to make a move, he said hastily.

Black Bolt King's heart moved slightly, but before he could speak, the disciple had already forcibly shot.

"Hmph, boy, you, a little trash from the third level, dare to act so presumptuously in front of our senior brother, you want to die..."

There was no trace of timidity on his face, Ye Fantian's Liuxue gun had already made a piercing friction sound, and came to the other party in an instant.

"Needle Glow Sword Art!"

Waving in his hand, a huge sword was unsheathed!

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, countless sword qi actually formed tens of thousands of solid long swords. These long swords were scattered again, getting smaller and thinner, and finally they only had a needle-like posture.

"This is the Needle Glow Sword Art, one of the most difficult sword skills to practice in the Fengyan Sect. It is rumored that it can reach the level of mastery, and it can reach the level of hundreds of millions of needles. Down……"

Liu Hou murmured to himself, Yue Huaqin on one side naturally knew this kind of swordsmanship, his pretty face changed slightly, and a worried look appeared on his face.

"Humph……"

Ye Fantian's Liuxue gun did not stop at all, his body transformed into a dragon, like a mad dragon entering the sea, the spear was shining brightly, the tip of the spear was vertical and horizontal, and his posture of looking down on the world was vividly displayed.

"boom……"

A swipe of the gun, it was only a blink of an eye, but it had already forcibly torn apart all the opponent's attacks.

This spear gangster seemed to be a divine spear that fell from the sky. It was torn apart with terrifying blasting power. The power of light and lightning burst out all over the body, and the power released made people feel timid.

The disciple looked at Ye Fantian with an unbelievable expression on his face. He never expected that Ye Fantian would be torn apart by his deliberate attack this time.

The terrifying wind surged, and in front of him, like a ferocious devil tiger, it spread its huge and bloodthirsty fangs.

"laugh……"

"boom……"

In the astonished eyes of everyone, this disciple's body was destroyed in one move.

The blood was flying, the flesh and blood were splashing everywhere, and the screams were heard during the period, all of which showed how amazing and terrifying pain he was experiencing at this time.

"Snapped……"

Ye Fantian's body stood firmly on the ground, his face was as usual, as if he had done something insignificant, the robes on his body were hunting in the space where the wind was surging, the pair of scarlets did not fluctuate at all, cold He looked at Black Bat King coldly, and on the other side's almost distorted face, said lightly:

"now you……"

It's your turn?

How indifferent these four words are, it seems that the Black Bolt King is completely ignored.

Black Bolt King's body trembled slightly, obviously he was finally about to make a move under his rage:

"Boy... this time, you must die!"

Black Bat King stared fiercely at Ye Fantian and said slowly.

Strips of black energy behind him are slowly gathering, and a huge black bat begins to appear.

"boom……"

The energy in his body surged, and before the words of the Black Bat King fell, his moves had already started, and amidst the fierce killing moves, the huge bat behind him even sent out monstrous fluctuations.

"Bat pattern tiger killing technique!"

On the huge phantom, there is the head of a white tiger and the body of a bat.