"Roar!"
Countless wild shouts filled Ye Pengfei's ears, and the crazy figures attacked Ye Pengfei bravely.
These night forks are similar in shape, but the guys in their hands are different. Ye Pengfei glanced roughly. He had all kinds of knives, guns, sticks, axes, axes, hooks and forks. There is also a hand to make the black night fork of Tianma meteor hammer towards Ye Pengfei smashed over.
Ye Pengfei's face was helpless, and his figure disappeared in the same place.
"Dang Dang!"
Ye Pengfei easily dodged a blow. As soon as his body appeared in the air, countless strong winds hit him. Ye Pengfei's face changed slightly. He quickly set up the Shinan sword and made a metal fight with all kinds of weapons. With the help of the anti shock force, he drifted around again and escaped from the land covered by the night fork.
Many yecha saw that ye Pengfei had lost his trace, and immediately they began to cry and howl. They carry a thousand kilograms of weapons, look around, eager to find the figure of Ye Pengfei, eyes full of urgency.
Ye Pengfei shakes his head and grins bitterly. These nocturnal forks have developed limbs and simple mind. Most of their accomplishments are in the realm of truth. Such a bachelor rushes over and chases Ye Pengfei. I don't know what the effect of such a direct fight is.
Are they just here to give their heads away?
Ye Pengfei shook his head and looked at the night forks. His heart was full of cold feelings.
"Since you want to die like this, I'll fulfill your wish."
Ye Pengfei soon reappeared in the night fork, and his Shinan sword drew a full moon circle in front of him. Shenyuan's power surged out and directly shook all the night forks around him. A domineering momentum gushed out directly from ye Pengfei's body and covered the whole world in an instant.
Ye Pengfei's thunder didn't shake back all the night forks. Instead, they rushed towards Ye Pengfei one by one, waving their weapons one by one, as if they had found the light in the dark. The thick round wooden stick was waved high by the night fork, and the strong wind showed, which directly submerged Ye Pengfei in the endless shadow of the stick.
Shinan's sword is bright and shining. The cold sword and the stick are mixed together. The sound of sonic boom comes from the air one after another, which is the performance of extremely fast speed. Ye Pengfei's face remained unchanged, and the sword in his hand danced as fast as lightning.
Just a moment, countless collisions.
Although the strong stick was fierce, how could it resist the sharp Shinan sword. Sure enough, the stick was cut into countless sawdust by Shinan sword, and the sawdust was flying all over the sky, which had a certain charm. Ye Pengfei throws out the Shinan sword and turns his hands into palms. All the divine power in his body flows into the sword body.
Hum!
Shinan sword sends out a sword sound, and then the red light is flourishing, and the shadow of the sword appears out of thin air. Ye Pengfei put his feet together, and then the recoil force appeared directly on the side of Shinan sword. With a slight extension of his right hand, he held one of the sword shadows in his hand. With a wave of his right hand, the shadow of the sword was as fast as thunder. In a flash, it pierced the black Yaksha's body.
That night fork weak paralysis falls on the ground, the black blood is flowing quietly, as if is telling that sword shadow's terror silently.
Around yecha saw a series of roars, rushed towards Ye Pengfei, such momentum can be shocking. Ye Pengfei sighed a little, he wanted to thunder hand, the night fork back.
It is true that the ghost yecha had a slight fluctuation in his heart before. What's more, he suddenly had a sense of doubt about everything. For the old monk who sent him, he had a sense of trust. Therefore, ye Pengfei wants to stop. He vaguely feels that what he is doing is calculated by the old monk.
However, the fanaticism in yecha's eyes shattered the goodwill in Ye Pengfei's heart. They look like this, obviously have already been completely drowned by the enchanting killing intention. There's no other way to stop them than death.
Ye Pengfei took a deep breath, and the hesitation in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by the cold killing intention. With his hands wide open, he pushed hard towards the outside of his body. The shadow of the sword in the sky condensed into substance in an instant, and the red light swept away.
Shua Shua!
Countless sword shadows, like bullets, set off bursts of air breaking sound in the air, and pierced those yecha's strong bodies with a domineering attitude.
Poop, poop!
Heavy voice rings out one after another, is the sound of those night fork falling to the ground. Various colors of blood quietly flowing, silent gathered together, the sea of blood turned out to be a black. That innumerable night fork's body piles up together, unconsciously, unexpectedly and ye Pengfei once that picture more tallies.
Ye Pengfei shakes his head and grabs the Shinan sword with his right hand. He unexpectedly Grab it!
The Shinan sword sent out a burst of black power to hit Ye Pengfei's fingers. Ye Pengfei caught off guard and suffered some injuries. He took a look at Shinan sword, and his eyes were full of difficulties.
The Shinan sword trembled all over, and seemed to have the color of hesitation. But in a flash, those black blood suddenly converged towards the Shinan sword. The red sword Qi that just emerged on the sword body had not yet formed its essence, but it was all smashed by the black blood. The black blood column of thick arms soared up, and the source of the convergence was the sword of Shinan.A lot of black breath poured into it, the fluctuation of Shinan sword became more and more powerful, but ye Pengfei's face was a little ugly. Because he suddenly felt that the connection between himself and Shinan sword was getting more and more distant, and the sense of blood essence was getting weaker. Although he was not completely cut off, ye Pengfei knew it. Now he has lost the control of Shinan sword.
With the blessing of the black blood, the strange sword pattern becomes stronger and stronger. Now it has become a sword shadow, which completely envelops the Shinan sword in the black blood. A force of evil spirit appeared quietly and rushed to Ye Pengfei.
At this time, the mysterious totem behind Ye Pengfei suddenly sends out a ray of light, facing the evil spirit of the black shadow like snakes and scorpions. Ye Pengfei looked at the power of the totem with all his heart, and laughed bitterly in his heart.
This time, I'm afraid I was cheated by the monk!
Ye Pengfei is not that kind of tangled person. After he determined his own idea, he made a move at that time. The power of the divine source in the body surged out directly and hit the dark Shinan sword.
Suddenly, a black palm grasped the Shinan sword and waved it gently. The black light curtain came everywhere. The power of the mysterious Totem will fade in an instant. Although the power of the divine source is of high rank, it will also roll back under the thick breath.
A shadow of evil spirit appears beside Shinan sword, and the familiar voice rings out again.
"Benefactor, it's too late to find the clue now."