Peerless Sword God

The ancestor of the Seven Swords God had a rolled-up sleeve robe, with black hair flowing all over his head. The sword light was woven on his body, and the seven-color sword light was intertwined in his eyes. He said to Wu Ma Feng with great energy: "Please."

"You half-step saints in this ruined world are too weak. The twelve half-step saints before could only catch nine of my swords at most. I hope you can withstand ten swords, so that you can live up to your name as the sword master." , are you right?" Wu Mafeng said sarcastically.

The Seven Swords God Ancestor did not answer. He took one step and a strong wind blew up. He took two steps and thunder exploded. He took three steps and the void roared.

When he waved the purple divine sword, the sky in all directions suddenly turned into silver, and wind and thunder merged, forming wind and thunder sword energy, slashing at Wu Ma Feng.

Wu Ma Feng sneered and said in a disdainful tone: "Your mastery of the Wind and Thunder Way is barely okay. Hey, no, is it the origin of the Wind and Thunder Holy Way?"

He didn't care at first, but he soon discovered that the approaching wind and thunder sword energy actually burst out with primitive intent, and its power suddenly doubled, bringing a threatening tone.

"You do have some skills." Wu Mafeng said with less contempt in his eyes: "Since you are also a sword cultivator, I can give you a decent way to die."

After saying that, he directly fired the Hell Sword, and suddenly the flames rolled out, raging out of the source of the Holy Path of Flame, like a boiling sea of ​​fire, sweeping out.

At this moment, it was clearly raining heavily in the sky, and there were thunder and lightning, but between the two of them, not a drop of rain could fall, and not a single ray of lightning could strike, and they were all blocked outside.

Even the sound of wind and thunder began to decrease, suppressed by the burning sound of the sea of ​​fire, because the flames contained powerful sword energy.

The entire void heats up rapidly

, burning the incoming wind and thunder sword energy into fiery red, and before it could fall, it was killed by the Flame Hell Sword.

But the Seven Swords God Ancestor remained calm. He held the sword with both hands, and the sword light fell from the sword, spreading all over his body like sword rain, exuding a primitive sense of swordsmanship.

This is the original sword way, with a high-pitched sword chant, it merges with the origin of the wind and thunder holy way, turning into a wind and thunder giant sword, slashing straight through the air, hitting the Flame Hell Sword.

The master of Wuxie Realm said as if he were familiar with it: "Wind Thunder Spiritual Light Sword, this is the beginning level divine sword technique of the universe. The sword master's famous sword technique has defeated nearly ten half-step holy gods."

"The Seven Swords Benefactor uses the sword and the wind and thunder holy way to display it, and it is more powerful." Wei Lun Realm Master and others nodded, feeling that this sword should be able to threaten Wu Ma Feng.

"Sword Dao Xu Yan, break it for me."

Wu Mafeng activated the Flame Hell Sword, and the fierce and scorching sword power exploded, shaking the void in all directions, shrouding and engulfing the Wind and Thunder Spirit Light Sword.

The Wind and Thunder Spiritual Light Sword was burned into a fiery red color and shattered inch by inch with a clang sound. The expressions of Lord Wei Lun Realm and others changed.

Although Wu Ma Feng was extremely arrogant, his swordsmanship was indeed terrifying.

Wu Ma Feng succeeded with one move and laughed loudly: "I heard that you have seven divine swords, why don't you take them out together?"

"good."

The ancestor of the Seven Swords God waved his left hand, and six divine swords flew out. They were red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, and blue. They were all supreme divine weapons. Together with the purple divine sword, seven-colored swords bloomed. Light, extremely gorgeous.

Wu Mafeng glanced at it and said with a smile: "It's interesting. It's my first time to wield the sword like you, a swordsman with seven divine weapons."

At this point, he changed his words and looked at the Seven Sword Gods with pitiful eyes.

Zu: "But what can I do? Your swordsmanship is not as good as mine, so how can you beat me?"

After that, he waved the Flame Hell Sword and activated the origin of the sword. The aura was obviously stronger than that of the Seven Swords God Ancestor, reaching the ultimate level of the first stage.

"Feng Lei Yuan Sword, cut!"

The Seven Swords God Ancestor did not answer. He divided his mental power and controlled the seven divine swords. With the purple divine sword as the forward and the other six divine swords as the backing, he slashed away with rolling wind and thunder.

I saw the wind and thunder, the spiritual energy surging, the holy power boiling, the colorful sword light shining in the void, like a seven-colored rainbow across the sky, crushing the raging sea of ​​fire.

Everything in front of Wu Ma Feng was replaced by the seven-color sword light, but his sharp eyes and powerful spiritual power directly locked onto the seven swords.

However, the powerful sword power made him look more serious. He immediately held the Flame Hell Sword in both hands, jumped up, and shouted:

"Yan Tian Sword Dao, give it to me."

Before he finished speaking, flames boiled in the void, like a volcano erupting, forming a world of flames, with thousands of flaming swords floating in the air, pressing down.

Boom!

The two terrifying sword powers collided together, bursting out a colorful sword rainbow, spreading out sword waves one after another, making Wu Mayan frown.

This Seven Swords Divine Ancestor, known as the Sword Lord, is not just as capable as Brother Feng said.

Glancing at the Dark Blood Killer Ancestor beside him, Wu Mayan said with a hint of regret: "It's a pity. With his talent, if he had been practicing in our wilderness star field, he would have already entered the realm of the Holy God, and his sword skills are more than that."

"Master Yan, this is not his most powerful swordsmanship, but don't worry, the winner in the end will be Master Feng." The Dark Blood Killer Ancestor said with a smile.

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Of course, Brother Feng's swordsmanship is more than that. "Wumayan said without comment.

In the God-killing Realm, the Master of Wuxie Realm said in a serious tone: "As expected of the Sword Lord, his swordsmanship is better than before, but this Wu Ma Feng is difficult to deal with. His swordsmanship is no worse than that of the Sword Lord."

A flash of memory flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Weilun Realm, and he said: "I remember when Junior Brother Wu Jian competed with the Donor of Seven Swords, but failed to win, but Wu Ma Feng was not at a disadvantage, and even had a slight advantage, which shows that his swordsmanship is superb. "

"It's because his original swordsmanship is stronger than that of the Sword Lord. He can seize the initiative according to the law of the Sword Lord's original swordsmanship."

The Wujian Realm Lord saw it most clearly, because he was also a sword cultivator, so his understanding of the swordsmanship of the Seven Sword God Ancestors and Wu Ma Feng was higher than that of the eight people of the Weilun Realm Lord.

"The Sword Lord risked his life to help us, we must not let him get into trouble." The Wuxie Realm Lord said seriously.

"What the donor Wuxie said is very true."

The Weilun Realm Lord agreed, and the seven people of the Jingqi Realm Lord also nodded. As long as the Seven Sword God Ancestors were in danger, they would help them.

However, they didn't know, including Wu Mayan, that in the depths of the void in the distance, an old man and a young man came. They were Lin Chen and Mo Lao who had come here with great effort.

In order to get here as soon as possible, the holy power in Lin Chen and the others was greatly damaged. On the way, they took magic pills or divine medicines of the highest quality several times, otherwise the holy power would have been exhausted long ago.

Even so, the two of them seemed to have experienced a great battle, their faces were as pale as paper, they were out of breath, and they were exhausted physically and mentally. They wanted to lie down and rest for three days and three nights.

But seeing the Seven Sword God Ancestors and Wu Mafeng fighting, the two had to cheer up, swallow the magic pills continuously, and refine them with the remaining holy power.

Mo Laochang

His wrinkled face was full of fatigue. His deep eyes swept over Wu Mafeng, looked at the other person, and praised: "Lin Chen, who is this person? His swordsmanship is not bad."