Chapter 195

"Bang!" In the terrible cyclone, a figure flew out directly and fell to the sea.

"Cough!" Fengkong coughed up blood constantly, and his internal organs were injured by the shock. He was a little embarrassed, but the killing intention in his eyes did not decrease.

Feng Kong's face is a little pale. His hard struggle with Ye Xiwen has hurt his vitality. He came out of the attack, but unexpectedly, ye Xiwen resisted.

When the air waves dispersed, ye Xiwen's figure stood on the sea with a sword. The figure of the world stood there, and the sea water rotated and revolved around him.

"It's terrible. That move just now is the secret of fengkong school. It is said that their generation only taught fengkong. Once legends were cut off, but unexpectedly, ye Xiwen could not die!"

"Any move depends on who is using it. If his elders are using it, it is not impossible to kill the legend, but Feng Kong doesn't have that skill, but even so, ye Xiwen is really terrible!"

"Yes, you can resist those terrible moves. This skill is absolutely rare among the younger generation. No wonder you dare to challenge the eighth prince. I'm afraid the eighth prince was not an opponent more than ten years ago!"

"You're mistaken. It's the eighth prince who wants to fight him, not him!"

"The eighth prince wants to use him as a stepping stone to fight the first page of the world. Unfortunately, it seems that ye Xiwen is not simple. I'm afraid he wants to use him as a stepping stone too much!"

"You are stronger than I expected!" Fengkong stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at Ye Xiwen coldly and said, "but it's because of this that you have to die. No one can stop the great cause of the eighth prince. Anyone who stops will die!"

With a loud drink, Feng Kong began to sweep away all over his body. He stepped out and crushed the sea. At this time, the invisible killing intention should be condensed into a substantive killing intention. A virtual shadow behind him gradually appeared, which was a virtual shadow walking across the world with a sword.

Every step of the wind sky, the virtual shadow behind him is tall. This virtual shadow seems to come from the ancient mythology. At each step, a large part of the sea water is evaporated, and countless monsters in the sea are killed and injured, as if it were an ancient god.

Sword God!

Ye Xiwen immediately frowned and was stunned. This move is somewhat similar to the devil's shadow evolved from Tianyuan mirror. It can summon the virtual shadow of the ancient strong. However, no one knows the consumption of this move better than him. He is good because Tianyuan mirror sends out and there are endless spirit stones to consume.

But the wind is empty!

As soon as ye Xiwen saw it, Feng Kong's face was more pale, and the sweat drops on his face had fallen to the ground. With each step, the God of the sword was only stronger. He walked faster and faster, striding forward, and the threat of terror overwhelmed Ye Xiwen.

This is a madman. This is the only idea left in Ye Xiwen's mind!

The God of the sword, every step, has a greater power, but the same consumption is also greater. Ye Xiwen dare not say he can stand this terrible consumption, but fengkong held it back.

The wind is moving faster and faster. Now it is not consuming the real yuan in the body, but consuming the vitality in the body and overdrawing life.

Feng Kong doesn't have as much money as ye Xiwen. He can't take out the consumption of the 10000 top-grade spirit stones. The virtual shadow of the God of the ancient sword is consumed. Although it is not as big as the virtual shadow of the demon king, it is far more than he can afford.

Ye Xiwen can almost see that the original young appearance of fengkong is changing towards the middle-aged and the elderly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For a so-called eight prince, is it worth it? Ye Xiwen doesn't understand!

Many disciples watching the battle around don't understand. Although they don't know how much the consumption here is, they still have some eyesight. We can see that fengkong is overdrawing his own life. They would rather overdraw their own life than kill Ye Xiwen.

For a martial artist, how precious time is. Naturally, it doesn't need to be said that the length of time possessed by martial artists in each stage is different. The congenital realm is 200 years, while the true Taoist master is 500 years. Only with sufficient time can the martial artist go further and finally achieve the legendary immortality.

Although immortality is only a rumored realm, each realm will add a corresponding realm, which makes many people believe that as long as you keep practicing, you can preach immortality one day.

Therefore, even a minute and a second are very valuable to martial artists, not to mention wasting so many years of life like the wind air, almost burning life year by year. This crazy practice makes people angry and tongue tied.

Finally, the God of the ancient sword only started, and a sword was fiercely chopped out. The whole long sword was waved, the air was cut, the sea water evaporated, and a terrible sense of oppression hit Ye Xiwen.

Under this huge sword, ye Xiwen is like a mole ant, a terrible power.

Ye Xiwen was slightly shocked, but he had no other choice. He stepped on a mysterious pace and danced with his sword in his hand. It was a terrible attack, and Sheng welcomed it.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Every time ye Xiwen collided with the long sword in the hand of the God of the ancient sword, the endless air burst, and the afterwaves swept like a storm.

Everyone was stunned. Ye Xiwen was so terrible that he could hold on and fight back when facing this terrible skill.

There was also a trace of blood seeping from the corners of Ye Xiwen's mouth, but he didn't feel anything. The other party was burning life and attacking. He was just bleeding, but it was nothing.

He could feel the terrible pressure. Ordinary people would have been cut in half.

However, ye Xiwen's bully body is too powerful. The "bully body formula" itself is to train the flesh body into a bully body that can tear even the innate gods and demons, and even the innate gods and demons can tear. It can be seen that the flesh body is terrible and powerful.

What's more, there are Tianyuan mirrors inside, which share a huge part of the strength. Otherwise, ye Xiwen is not as simple as bleeding at the corners of his mouth. After all, ye Xiwen is fighting with others!

This is a real hard work!

Ye Xiwen is doing his best. Now it depends on who can't hold on first. Ye Xiwen is waiting. Fengkong wanted to kill him first, but he soon found that he can't. He wants to make a quick decision. Now it's Ye Xiwen's turn to kill fengkong.

Now ye Xiwen has mobilized all his Zhenyuan and tried his best to immerse himself in kendo without being affected by his terrible pressure.

This pressure is really terrible, just like tianyuanjing's suppression of the demon family. The suppression of the sword God only to the sword user is unimaginable. This is the sword user's God.

Ye Xiwen can only immerse himself in the terrible sword meaning, use that sword meaning to fight, intuitively and ruthlessly kill, and don't care about anything else.

No joy, no worry, no emotion!

"You must die!" Feng Kong coughed blood and his hair was half white. The sword God behind him waved his long sword suddenly, and the endless sword Qi attacked Ye Xiwen.

One by one, these swords are like brilliant stars. They are combined into a sword river, setting off towering sword waves and rushing towards Ye Xiwen.

In the face of this sword wave, ye Xiwen immediately felt that he was going to suffocate, and the air was evaporated in an instant.

The sword wave surged in, and the terrible energy was forced to come. Each sword Qi contained the supreme truth of kendo. Even with the strength of Ye Xiwen's body, his bones were forced to creak.

This virtual shadow has been urged to the extreme by fengkong to kill Ye Xiwen. At this moment, there is only this virtual shadow and his sword in heaven and earth!

"It's terrible. Who can take this sword!"

"Feng Kong is really a genius. He is the so-called peerless genius in their sect. His combat effectiveness is really terrible to the extreme, but it's a pity that it's over. Even if he can kill Ye Xiwen and overdraw so many lives, he can't last much longer!"

Countless disciples around marveled. They could feel the horror of this virtual shadow only when they were onlookers, but ye Xiwen resisted it.

Ye Xiwen bit his teeth and felt that the universe of heaven and earth was broken. He entered the great cycle of heaven and earth, and the endless earth was broken.

Ye Xiwen is not afraid. The stronger the opponent is, the stronger Ye Xiwen's counterattack will be. Ye Xiwen clenched his teeth and waited for an opportunity.

"Cough!" Finally, fengkong coughed and shook his hand, and the whole virtual shadow stopped.

"Ah!" Ye Xiwen gave a clear roar and suddenly became more conscious when he got the sword. At that moment, he broke all the clouds and cut down the virtual shadow.

"Pooh!" At that moment, the whole virtual shadow was cut in half by the long sword. At that moment, it was pierced, and the endless sword intention crushed the virtual shadow of the God of the sword.

At that moment, the virtual shadow of the sword God collapsed and scattered in the world.

"Poof!" The wind blew blood out of the air. I don't know when a sword was inserted in his chest. It was the sword that ye Xiwen took from him. His vitality was crushed by the sword idea, and trickled out with the blood bit by bit.

The consciousness in my mind gradually blurred, and I vaguely heard someone calling.

A scene that had been experienced appeared in my mind.

He was an orphan. When he was a child, he grabbed food from a dog. He met the master and was taken back. He became a genius in the spotlight. Then he met him!

"Let's conquer the world, bring the world into the unified rule, and let things like you never happen again!"

"Boom!" Fengkong fell down and slowly sank into the sea.

(to be continued)