Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Fang Hao, who was not far away, leaped up and killed a blade in an instant with the high-grade spirit tool long knife in his hand.

"Ye Feng, you can't escape death today."

Brush!

The sword is startled by the sky. As a rainbow runs through the sky, although it is not very big, there is a strong "potential" connotation in it. Fanghao is like a powerful sword, with the potential to cut the sky and break the ground, which makes people afraid.

But in a flash, he even made nine knives, like a sky net covering the four directions, blocking Ye Feng's way.

Roar

The flaming Lion King's red eyes were full of fire. His claws vibrated and swept away like a sharp blade towards the blade stimulated by Fang Hao. There was a black light on his black and gold claws. The claws were made of black iron and showed a sharp smell.

Not only that, the flaming lion roared, and a powerful heat wave spewed out of his mouth, drowning Fang Hao like magma.

The level of the flaming Lion King reached the ground level. In addition, refining absorbed the innate fire spirit. The breath of fire yuan was stronger than the middle-class monster. This claw roared, and the strength burst out. It immediately resisted Fang Hao's attack.

At this moment, Ye Feng's attention is extremely focused. He must concentrate on dealing with the dark shadow.

Ye Feng can truly perceive that the dark shadow is not far from his side and may launch a fatal blow at any time.

The strength of the shadow is obviously stronger than Fang Hao

Boom

Fang Hao's "mixed cave sword" seed, carrying all the aftershocks and waves, was attacked by the knife light and the sharp claw of the flaming lion king, and the sound of metal impact resounded through.

The sword meaning seed cut on the lion's claw, but burst out a dazzling light, and failed to cut off the lion's claw. This scene made Ye Feng feel a little at ease.

He was really afraid that Fang Hao's sword seed would cut the lion king. Since he could resist it, it would be all right. While Ye Feng was at ease, a light invisible to the naked eye suddenly flashed not far from Ye Feng's side.

"Heaven and earth!"

The almost completely hidden black sword light stabbed Ye Feng in the throat under the cover of the movement made by Fang Hao and the flaming lion king.

"Finally?"

Ye Feng sneered.

If the shadow didn't make a move, he couldn't perceive each other's existence, but as long as he started, even though the fluctuation of vitality was very subtle, it was still impossible to escape Ye Feng's perception.

Killers are the most feared before they do.

Once the shot is taken, it depends entirely on its own strength.

Ye Feng's whole body was full of Yuan force. A short iron stick pulled up a knife light in his hand, and the red light flickered. A powerful stick hit back straight at the dark shadow face door.

There are no powerful moves, relying on the power of noumenon.

Decisive and direct.

Especially in this attack, there is a momentum of indomitable and dying together.

Ye Feng knew in his heart that the shadow was willing to cooperate with Fang Hao to attack him. On the one hand, it may be the reward given by Fang Hao. On the other hand, it may also be that he took a fancy to his points. No matter which kind, he could not escape the word "interest".

What he wants is money. He will never be willing to fight with himself and hurt both sides.

The shadow took the lead, which can be described as seizing a chance. If they want to regain this chance, they must pay some price when their strength is similar.

But now this kind of play can undoubtedly achieve this in an instant.

Sure enough, facing the stick that Ye Feng bombarded to his face, the dark shadow showed a trace of helplessness in his eyes. The sword light from the assassination rolled back and lit on the short iron stick.

Miso

With a slight sound, the short iron bar deviated from some angle.

Ye Feng raised a slight smile at the corners of his mouth. Without waiting for a complete defeat, he swept across before the shadow shot for the second time.

It is still the most simple and direct move. However, with the blessing of his great power, the power of this staff is very terrible.

Hoo Hoo

The strong wind roared, and the black sword Qi had no time to recover. It was crushed by a stick. Ye Feng smiled loudly, kept walking, and hit the shadow's chest with a punch from his left hand.

When the master fights with the master, the balance of victory is always slowly tilted, which can not be achieved overnight. No doubt, Ye Feng calculates the other party's mentality of not willing to lose both. He not only equalizes the disadvantage, but also has a little advantage.

"Click..."

With one blow, his body broke.

"Hmm? Just a remnant?"

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Feng heard a slight sound of breaking the air.

The shadow's strength was really strong. When Ye Feng had the upper hand, he could still cheat Ye Feng's fist with the residual shadow and stab it with a sword. Then he drilled Ye Feng's left rib with a tricky angle and wanted a sword to penetrate his Dantian.

Ye Feng took a step back and hit the short iron bar with ease.

"Boom!"

With a loud explosion, the heavy short stick crashed the short sword. The dark shadow hummed, handed the sword to his left hand, and his body retreated rapidly. After a flash, the human shadow disappeared again in the void like a ghost.

Ye Feng also felt a shock under his ribs, his upper clothes were pierced by the sword Qi, and a shallow white mark appeared on the blood god armor.

that was close.

If this staff hadn't come in time, it would have been ripped open.

This opponent is really not to be despised.

Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes.

Although his eyes were closed, his spiritual perception was stimulated to the limit. Any slight fluctuation could not hide Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness.

In front of the left, there was a very subtle vitality that could not be checked.

Ye Feng frowned and his fur tightened suddenly. He felt the extreme danger.

This sword didn't shine any light, nor did it have a vertical and horizontal sword Qi. Even ordinary martial artists couldn't feel the subtle fluctuation of vitality, but Ye Feng still noticed it.

In an instant, a short sword appeared and rushed to Ye Feng's heart. Then, the sword meaning on the sword tip suddenly spread like hair.

Every one of them has a hissing sound, like the hissing of thousands of poisonous snakes.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng's hair exploded.

This sword is so terrible that you can't see any attack track.

How can you resist or dodge without seeing the sword light?

If it is other martial artists who simply use the naked eye to judge the sword move and sword meaning of the shadow, it is definitely too late to react when they see the sudden rise of the sword light.

Fortunately, Ye Feng's mental strength was meticulous, and he sensed a slight fluctuation of vitality in advance, which led to the opponent's strange and hidden sword losing its due role.

"Come on!"

Ye Feng broke his drink, turned his arm into a phantom, waved the short iron stick with an indisputable frequency to the naked eye, and instantly connected dozens of sticks.

His weapon is not as light as the other party's short sword, so it doesn't work if he wants to repeat his old skill and hit the other party with life-threatening means.

The shadow has obviously considered this in advance, which makes Ye Feng have to change his previous battle strategy