Chapter 1500

Boom, boom!

In the Yellow Emperor's space, apart from Xuanyuan sword and Shennong Ding, the sword of Dongqing sword Saint Rose like a rainbow.

He a sword, like a straight mountain, standing under the sky.

After looking around and glancing at the heroes, Dongqing sword saint's loud voice said word by word: "listen, I'm the second world, Dongqing sword field, the Dongqing sword saint who enters the saint with a sword."

Dongqing sword field!

Dongqing sword saint!

The sound, like thunder, spread all around. The witch war pharaohs and many experts thousands away could hear it clearly.

"Mom!"

An expert shouted and said in despair, "I don't want Xuanyuan sword and shennongding. Even big men like Dongqing Jiansheng have appeared. Do I still have hope?"

"Ma, not only that, but also a more powerful expert. She goes farther than Dongqing sword saint. Isn't her strength more terrible?"

"We can only eat melons."

These experts are desperate. Even big men like Dongqing Jiansheng have appeared. They don't have a chance. Even if they can get Xuanyuan sword and Shennong Ding, they can't leave here alive with their strength. After all, even if the artifact is in hand, they need strong cultivation skills to display.

"Today, I will cut Yang Feng. My Dongqing sword field is inviolable. The name of my Dongqing sword Saint must not be defiled."

Dongqing sword field is inviolable!

The name of Dongqing sword Saint cannot be defiled!

This sentence, like an echo, shocked the experts thousands away with blood boiling and messy breath.

"So strong."

Many experts are pale. Here, everyone's cultivation level and strength are under pressure, but Dongqing sword saint can burst out such a powerful breath. He is worthy of being a sword saint.

"Yang Feng is dead. Even though he is the leader of the Pudu gate, he is still defeated by the Dongqing sword saint."

"Dongqing sword saint has reached the cultivation level of sword saint by using his sword. Yang Feng died today without a burial place."

Countless experts talked and thought that Yang Feng was dead and was not the opponent of Dongqing Jiansheng.

The wind filled the building with a faint smile. As a result, there were four of them. If one died, there was one less competitor.

The Lord Taiyin also looked indifferent. She waited for the Dongqing sword saint to start. It's best to lose both sides. After Yang Feng was killed, he killed the Dongqing sword saint and killed Feng manlou. In this way, the two artifact are hers. Under the guidance of artifact, everyone has his own small abacus.

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In the rolling pressure, Yang Feng's deep eyes still looked at the Xuanyuan sword above the Shennong Ding. He preferred Xuanyuan sword to these two artifacts.

Because Xuanyuan sword is more murderous. Although Shennong Ding can refine all things in the world and kill the enemy, it is still not as good as Xuanyuan sword in killing the enemy. Besides, Yang Feng also enters the Tao with a sword, so he hopes to get an artifact like Xuanyuan sword.

Above the Shennong Ding, the Xuanyuan sword exudes an imperial spirit.

Even today, 100000 years later, the imperial spirit of this sword is still not sharp.

Emperor Qi!

Sword spirit!

The Qi of imperial sword is intertwined and makes people want to surrender.

"Yang Feng, today, I will not only kill you under Xuanyuan sword, but also destroy your sect and kill your nine families." Dongqing sword Saint takes Qi as his sword. The sword Qi is like a rainbow, and the breath is several times stronger in vain.

Cold eyes looked at each other, and Yang Feng said a word faintly“ You talk a lot of nonsense. If you want to do it, speed up. "

"Yang Feng, die."

Boom!

Dongqing sword master gave a violent sound. His sword was as powerful as a dragon. A sword like a white dragon was cut down from the sky.

However, because this is the emperor's space, his sword did not break the space.

If you are an expert at the level of Dongqing sword saint, the space will be broken under one sword.

But it is different here. The space here is not only extremely stable, but also all cultivation accomplishments are suppressed.

The white Stegosaurus, with its teeth and claws, rolled down like a mountain and a river.

Hoo Hoo!

For a time, there was a strong wind and the power of the sword surged out.

Big phagocytosis!

Yang Feng made a knot, crossed his hands and waved out quickly.

Click!

In the void, a black crack appeared rapidly, which was like a huge python.

The boa constrictor rises from the sky, rolls the mat and devours all things, and frantically absorbs the energy around him. The powerful sword Qi of Dongqing sword saint is actually swallowed by Yang Feng.

Dongqing Jiansheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't go all out just now, just a tentative attack.

After all, true Qi is very precious here. Once his strength is consumed, he has no ability to compete with the other two experts for artifact.

"Boy, I didn't expect that you have many means. You are not only proficient in kendo, but also know the magic power of big phagocytosis."

Dongqing sword Saint looks dignified. If he doesn't pay attention to Yang Feng's five fold opponent, he really doesn't want to waste real yuan in this Yellow Emperor space.

But it's hard to ride a tiger. Dongqing sword saint has no way back.

Fengmanlou and Taiyin Venerable Master have no intention to start.

They hope that Yang Feng's strength will be stronger and consume more Zhenyuan of Dongqing Jiansheng. In this way, after losing both sides, they will take action to destroy Yang Feng and Dongqing Jiansheng.

Hoo Hoo!

In the space with violent breath, Yang Feng slowly looked at the Dongqing sword master and said word by word: "you are the master of the Dongqing sword field. You dare to think of yourself as the sword master. Can you be the sword master? I am the master of Pudu sect. I am proficient in Swordsmanship and feel the supreme star sword. I don't dare to think of myself as the sword master."

Every time he says a word, Yang Feng's momentum will be stronger.

He hated these rubbish most. With a little achievement, he madde regarded himself as a saint, just like the original Sai Shennong. Knowing some medical skills and fur, he dared to call himself Sai Shennong, which was more powerful than Shen Nong. Yang Feng was very unhappy, so he killed the bird man.

"What are you talking about?" Dongqing Jiansheng asked.

"I said, how can you think of yourself as a sword saint? I'm very upset with our sect leader. You can't bear the name of the sword saint. " Yang Feng continued his dignified way.

The old face of Dongqing sword saint is red. Since 20 years ago, he has regarded himself as a sword saint, and every practitioner will respectfully respect him as a sword saint when he sees him. But today, his sword saint's name has been questioned. This deep hatred is more serious than the death of a disciple.

The experts thousands away turned pale with fear.

Yang Feng dared to insult the sword saint and questioned his name. If he suffered such a great humiliation, Dongqing sword saint will be angry and kill Yang Feng.

"Boy, you dare to question the reputation of the sword saint. Today, I will kill you."

The name of the sword Saint cannot be disgraced!

The sword saint is inviolable!

Yang Feng dares to question the respect of his sword saint, so the murderous spirit of Dongqing sword saint is vertical and horizontal, and endless killing thoughts are filled in the air. Even experts thousands away are also affected by the powerful murderous spirit of Dongqing sword saint.

Boom!

With a loud noise, a powerful sword yuan burst out in the body of Dongqing sword saint.

Sword yuan!

Seeing this scene, Feng manlou and the Taiyin Venerable Master changed color slightly. They didn't expect that the Dongqing sword Saint cultivated sword yuan. Not every practitioner can cultivate sword yuan. For example, Feng manlou and the Taiyin Venerable Master are not sword masters and practitioners who enter the Tao with sword. Therefore, it is impossible to cultivate sword yuan in this life.

But although they are not Kendo masters, they also know that Jianyuan is the second life of Kendo masters. Jianyuan is not broken and sword repair is not destroyed.

Yang Feng also looks moved. Dongqing sword saint has cultivated a second life, sword yuan, to achieve the real unity of man and sword. Even though he realized that the star sword has many magical powers and strong strength, he still failed to cultivate sword yuan. This man's sword is really strong.

Buzzing, buzzing!

Shrouded in the sacred sword light, the Dongqing sword saint was like a peerless God of war, and his voice came like rolling thunder: "Yang Feng, you dare to slander my sword saint, die."

Twenty years ago, he gathered sword yuan and cultivated a second life. Since then, there have been few enemies in kendo. Even if he is a general and Minister level figure expert in Zhuxia mainland, he also asked himself whether he has the ability to fight a war.

Boom!

Dongqing Jiansheng, who was shrouded in the sword light, shouted and a hundred Zhang long sword awn was cut off from the sky like a cold crescent moon.

Silk!

When the white sword with a length of 100 feet set out, it directly tore the space.

The power of the sword was rolling. Under the light of the sword, everyone felt suffocated.

Even if the wind filled the building and the Taiyin venerable Lord, there was a strange look in his eyes. He was worthy of being the saint of Dongqing sword. He was a strong man who entered the saint with a sword. When his strength was suppressed in the space of the Yellow Emperor, he could still be broken in the void under a sword.

Should Yang Feng be dead?

This is the wind filled the building and the thought of the Taiyin Lord at the moment.

Hoo Hoo!

In the violent breath, under the terrible sword awn, a sword light shone on Yang Feng's face, and a repressive and suffocating pressure came down like Mount Tai.

"Star sword!"

Yang Feng drank violently, and a blue sword light burst out of his body like a cloud of dark water, like a dragon rising from the sea.

But Yang Feng suddenly found that his star sword was suppressed very badly in the Yellow Emperor's space.

"Well, what's going on?"

Although he knew that everyone's strength would be suppressed after entering here, the strength of the star sword was suppressed, not as good as one tenth of the usual. The next moment, Yang Feng understood.

Every time the star sword is cast, it can sense the power of the stars in heaven, so its power is infinite.

But in this open space, it is isolated from the outside world, so the star sword almost becomes a decoration.

Boom!

Click!

Yang Feng's star sword was directly shattered by the sword of Dongqing sword saint, and turned into wisps of aura, which scattered one after another.

"Ha ha ha!"

In the space, the East Green Sword saint's violent laughter came, and he said comfortably, "Yang Feng, I thought you were strong. I didn't expect that your sword was so rubbish and vulnerable. Anyway, I'll send you to hell. If you can die in my hands, you can rest in peace."

Boom, boom!

The sword like the aurora rolled with the sound of rolling thunder, penetrating the void and swallowing mountains and rivers.

In this space, the vast ripples spread and flowed away rapidly, and the powerful authority pushed down like mountains and seas towards Yang Feng. Under the sword, his figure was so lonely, ending, and weak.

Terror!

Repress!

Suffocation!

Many feelings rushed into Yang Feng's heart one by one.

Dongqing sword saint is really powerful. The power of this sword is really unmatched.

Yang Feng saw countless people's indifferent smiles, schadenfreude smiles, sorcerer pharaohs, fengmanlou, Taiyin venerable Lord, etc. many experts sneered and ferocious faces flashed through his mind one by one.

Click, click!

In the furious sound of sword Qi and under the light of the aurora, Yang Feng looked up and looked at the Xuanyuan sword above the Shennong Ding. It was the sword of the emperor.

Imperial sword!

The heart of the emperor!

Suddenly, Yang Fengfu reached his heart and seemed to think of something, so he "ha ha" smiled.