Wu Po Jiuxiao

What kind of saber energy is that!

Indescribable terror, flying up and down, like a dragon-like posture, with an infinite hostility in the terrifying and sharp light.

That knife was enough to make Ye Fantian feel the threat of death.

And it seems impossible to dodge!

The original Izumo Knife planned to take away Ye Fantian unscathed, but now he is angry, his strength has already entered the first level of supernatural powers, and at this level, he has absolute qualifications pride.

Because he is only 39 years old!

Being able to enter the supernatural powers at this age is something to be proud of.

He is very clear about Ye Fantian's strength, but it's just the posture of the third level of the bone refinement realm, but it's just such a junior, a weak person who is not in the class, who let him use the sword?

What a humiliating thing this is, it is simply unbearable.

In his rage, he finally couldn't control the anger in his heart and began to burst out crazily!

"Field—out!"

Ye Fantian frowned tightly.

Seeing the terrifying saber energy, it seemed that the wine was about to cut off lazily on his body, but a wave of mysterious shackles and Wushuang of the Holy Spirit spilled out violently.

The power of space! !

The combination of the Wings of Space and the Eight Parts of the Saha sentient beings immediately expanded the two-meter field.

It's like an invincible fortress.

After entering this range, the saber energy seemed to have encountered a huge obstacle, and it was difficult to move even an inch. Seeing that Ye Fantian's eyebrows had been cut by a ray of sharp knife air leaking, the bloodstains were even more severe. It is flowing out slowly.

"scold!!"

His hands turned into two giant palm-like hands, and he continued to push forward.

In this force, the saber energy that had been stagnant suddenly began to tremble.

laugh……

The space trembled violently, as if it was difficult to withstand such a terrifying change, and a large area of ​​space turned into fragments of nothingness.

Ye Fantian's face remained unchanged, and the dragon-snake step under his feet turned into the power of ten thousand dragons and ten thousand snakes. When the power in the two-meter field was about to dissipate, his body rubbed against the sharp and cold energy, and quietly dodged for a moment.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood sprayed.

Ye Fantian's eyes turned into a faint light.

A wing behind it quickly soared into the air...

laugh……

"The Immortal Feather?"

In this world, the Martial Emperor's wings cannot be displayed at all, and only the strong in the Immortal Realm are qualified to bloom their own wings.

"No...not the Immortal Feather!"

Ye Fantian's strength is fundamentally impossible to be a strong person in the Immortal Realm, so Qing Zhongyun is naturally aware of the opponent's current strength, and if Ye Fantian's strength really advances to the Immortal Realm, he will not let him play around.

The ancient flying feathers are obviously very rare in the Nine Heavens Realm.

His face became gloomy for a while, and seeing Ye Fantian reluctantly steer the Purple Phoenix Feather into the air, his face began to twist slightly.

Who is he?

Izumo Sword, Qing Zhongyun!

A master who entered the realm of supernatural powers in his 30s.

Once you enter the supernatural powers, you will rise to the top!

This is a process of transformation.

In the Nine Heavens Realm, the cultivation base of the Divine Ability Realm can already be regarded as a strong one.

Although he only has the power of the first level of the supernatural powers, but he is only in his 30s now, he has the right to be proud.

But after meeting Ye Fantian, this nasty beggar, an ant who only has the third level of bone refinement, let him miss repeatedly.What kind of saber energy is that!

Indescribable terror, flying up and down, like a dragon-like posture, with an infinite hostility in the terrifying and sharp light.

That knife was enough to make Ye Fantian feel the threat of death.

And it seems impossible to dodge!

The original Izumo Knife planned to take away Ye Fantian unscathed, but now he is angry, his strength has already entered the first level of supernatural powers, and at this level, he has absolute qualifications pride.

Because he is only 39 years old!

Being able to enter the supernatural powers at this age is something to be proud of.

He is very clear about Ye Fantian's strength, but it's just the posture of the third level of the bone refinement realm, but it's just such a junior, a weak person who is not in the class, who let him use the sword?

What a humiliating thing this is, it is simply unbearable.

In his rage, he finally couldn't control the anger in his heart and began to burst out crazily!

"Field—out!"

Ye Fantian frowned tightly.

Seeing the terrifying saber energy, it seemed that the wine was about to cut off lazily on his body, but a wave of mysterious shackles and Wushuang of the Holy Spirit spilled out violently.

The power of space! !

The combination of the Wings of Space and the Eight Parts of the Saha sentient beings immediately expanded the two-meter field.

It's like an invincible fortress.

After entering this range, the saber energy seemed to have encountered a huge obstacle, and it was difficult to move even an inch. Seeing that Ye Fantian's eyebrows had been cut by a ray of sharp knife air leaking, the bloodstains were even more severe. It is flowing out slowly.

"scold!!"

His hands turned into two giant palm-like hands, and he continued to push forward.

In this force, the saber energy that had been stagnant suddenly began to tremble.

laugh……

The space trembled violently, as if it was difficult to withstand such a terrifying change, and a large area of ​​space turned into fragments of nothingness.

Ye Fantian's face remained unchanged, and the dragon-snake step under his feet turned into the power of ten thousand dragons and ten thousand snakes. When the power in the two-meter field was about to dissipate, his body rubbed against the sharp and cold energy, and quietly dodged for a moment.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood sprayed.

Ye Fantian's eyes turned into a faint light.

A wing behind it quickly soared into the air...

laugh……

"The Immortal Feather?"

In this world, the Martial Emperor's wings cannot be displayed at all, and only the strong in the Immortal Realm are qualified to bloom their own wings.

"No...not the Immortal Feather!"

Ye Fantian's strength is fundamentally impossible to be a strong person in the Immortal Realm, so Qing Zhongyun is naturally aware of the opponent's current strength, and if Ye Fantian's strength really advances to the Immortal Realm, he will not let him play around.

The ancient flying feathers are obviously very rare in the Nine Heavens Realm.

His face became gloomy for a while, and seeing Ye Fantian reluctantly steer the Purple Phoenix Feather into the air, his face began to twist slightly.

Who is he?

Izumo Sword, Qing Zhongyun!

A master who entered the realm of supernatural powers in his 30s.

Once you enter the supernatural powers, you will rise to the top!

This is a process of transformation.

In the Nine Heavens Realm, the cultivation base of the Divine Ability Realm can already be regarded as a strong one.

Although he only has the power of the first level of the supernatural powers, but he is only in his 30s now, he has the right to be proud.

But after meeting Ye Fantian, this nasty beggar, an ant who only has the third level of bone refinement, let him miss repeatedly.