Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Kunpeng nine days.

Ye Feng's Kunpeng Jiutian body method has already reached the point of Xiaocheng. He stepped out at an incredible speed, which made him avoid the attack of lightsaber from an almost incredible angle.

In particular, the "virtual shadow separation" brought by this body method has played a confusing role, making all the sword light scattered by Ding Tianhe rush towards the separation.

"Whoosh..."

Just like ten thousand arrows, countless sword lights poured on the body. The scene was shocking.

The cold vitality in Ding Tianhe's sword light seems to have a strong corrosive nature. A little contamination will make him separate and dissolve a lot of liquid.

Soon, Ye Feng's separation was completely melted.

But at this time, no one noticed what a separate body would become. Their eyes all focused on Ye Feng and Ding Tianhe.

At the moment when Ye Feng used the Kunpeng Jiutian body method to get rid of the sword light, Ding Tianhe suddenly appeared in front of Ye Feng with a sneer.

It seems that Ding Tianhe has already calculated that there will be such a trip, waiting for Ye Feng to throw himself into the net.

"Is it easy to control each other's every move?"

"Ding Tianhe is really strong. Under such a war, he can still calculate Ye Feng's behavior. It seems that he is indeed superior in the XUANBANG."

"This leaf maple is not simple. Anyway, I didn't see how he escaped from the encirclement. He not only escaped himself, but even left a separate body to delay Ding Tianhe's attack. Maybe he can really defeat both sides with Ding Tianhe."

"Hey, hey, does that mean we still have a chance?"

"Let's die. The strength of these two people is completely different from ours. If we make their ideas, it's like dying."

“……”

Ding Tianhe did estimate Ye Feng's next move.

Different from other people's estimates, his mental power is also strong, except that his sword is sharp and his martial vein attribute is strange. It's just that in the past, meeting ordinary martial artists was not enough to make him use his mental strength.

As soon as Ye Feng appeared in front of him, he immediately roared. There was a gloomy breath flowing on the edge of the red dragon cutting sword.

"The cold wind is killing."

When the sword stabbed, the vitality broke out, and the surrounding became cold, as if to freeze the whole area.

"You calculated step by step and your strength matched with your mental strength. You can really show off your ferocity before ordinary martial artists. You just met me and want to disappoint you."

Ye Feng did not take it seriously. In the vein, a fire yuan essence exploded and the fire Qi in the body suddenly doubled.

The moon burning knife in his hand suddenly burst into flames.

"Electro optic flint."

Infusing the whole body strength and vitality on the "flame knife" and fusing the strike of the knife meaning seed has been called one of the means of pressing the bottom of the box of Ye Feng.

In addition to incorporating strange fire, such powerful attack moves can be regarded as earth shaking.

"Boom."

Hot and cold.

The two distinct vitality attributes collided violently, and the air waves excited were equally terrible. The sand, soil and gravel on the four sides flew and shot out, making a dense and cramped explosion sound in the surrounding dense forest.

At the place where Ye Feng and Ding Tianhe fought, this area was in a mess within tens of feet.

Even the warrior was wounded by the sputtered vitality and burst into a pig like cry.

"Lie in the trough, step back quickly, or we will all suffer from the disaster of pond fish."

"It's just the strength of Yu Wei. If I fight with them, I'm afraid I'll lose my life."

"It's really terrible. Unexpectedly, the boy surnamed ye can resist such a blow from Ding Tianhe. His strength is indeed far beyond our imagination."

Under the impact of the explosion, Ding Tianhe's figure could not move backward along the rear, leaving clear footprints on the hard ground.

Ye Feng was also shocked and flew several feet. After a long knife was supported, he barely stood firm.

"XUANBANG master, really deserves his reputation."

Ye Feng's eyes were dignified and looked at Ding Tianhe opposite. His face was a lot more cautious.

Just a blow, it can be said that he has already broken out ten of his seven or eight strength, using the knife idea, and adding the essence of the fire yuan yuan, is facing the spell of Tianhe sword, but it has not taken up too much advantage.

Just now, when the swords collided with each other, Ye Feng seemed to feel that an extraordinarily strange force came from each other's long sword, which forcibly reduced many of his powers, which made his "flame knife" strike fail to achieve the expected effect.

That strange power seems to be quite different from Ding Tianhe's cold Wu pulse vitality, and should not belong to his own power.

In that case, where does this force come from?

How strong is it if it all evaporates?

Ye Feng thought in his mind, and there was a trace of surprise on his face.

However, at the moment, Ding Tianhe's face was more frightened than Ye Feng.

It never occurred to him that the killing moves he developed with ease and labor, and even a blow with that force, were easily resisted by Ye Feng

How is this possible?

Ding Tianhe felt a little cold in his heart.

Only Ding Tianhe knew where the strange power he had just used came from.

In the yuan and Wu dynasties, the price of the top-quality spirit weapon of the xuanjie level was generally 45 million spirit stones to the top, but the Dragon cutting sword cost Ding Tianhe tens of millions of spirit stones. There was no reason for it, because the long sword was sealed with the spirit energy of a Tianjie monster.