Chapter 1329

This kind of mental intensity has exceeded his cognition, which makes him feel a little shivering. There is a sense of crisis from the bottom of his heart. At the beginning, his confidence was slightly shaken.

He felt that he had entered the Taoist temple one step before ye Lingfeng and got more inheritance. He should be better than ye Lingfeng. But now it seems that ye Lingfeng also has another opportunity, and his fortune is much more terrible than he imagined.

"If you break through the innate cultivation, it's really your last card, and you can only be buried here today!" Ye Lingfeng pushed forward step by step. Every step he took, he swept several feet. The speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.

Yang Tianshu is a man of great fortune. Ye Lingfeng thinks that the cards hidden in him are definitely more than those revealed.

"It seems that you don't need some extraordinary means, but you can't really sharpen brother Ye's knife." Yang Tianshu chuckled, and the bloody smile on the corner of his mouth seemed a bit ferocious, giving people a sense of monstrosity. He gently brushed the bloody cold spear with his hand, and said faintly:

"according to the secret art of the spear, this spear has been stained with the blood of God and man, and the secret art has the strongest power, which is called killing God. Although I can only exert 12 / 10 of the power of this skill, I think you are not a god man, brother Ye. It should be enough! Kill the gods

Hum! The voice suddenly fell, along with the blood cold spear in Yang Tianshu's hand, suddenly there were dots of blood veins rising up, and then gathered into a strange totem, floating down his eyebrows.

This breath! Feeling this strange change, ye Lingfeng's heart suddenly chills. At this moment, from Yang Tianshu's body, he suddenly feels a kind of fear breath from the deepest soul, such as facing the enemy of life and death.

Even under the impetus of douzijue, ye Lingfeng couldn't help being afraid for the first time. This strange secret skill of killing gods made him feel that the other side seemed to have a sense of self-restraint.

The most bizarre thing is that ye Lingfeng also felt that along with the breath of the bloody cold spear, he had a kind of power to destroy it, and firmly locked the three real and empty stars in his mud pill palace.

Is it not God that this spear was contaminated with, but the blood of Pan nationality? This feeling, call ye Lingfeng creepy.

"Brother ye, it is my destiny that there will be a result in the end of the battle. The winner of this battle can only be me. You won't have another chance!"

Yang Tianshu was like a God coming down to earth. His whole body was covered with bloodstained veins, and his killing was very fierce. His hands and feet filled with a kind of powerful momentum. Then he threw his longitudinal arm suddenly and said: "kill God!"

Whoa! The bloody cold spear came out like a blood light. It shot straight ahead. At the moment when it came out, it pierced the void. One moment before, it was still in the position of Yang Tianshu. The next second, it was in front of Ye Lingfeng's chest.

The cold Spear's murderous intention and terrible Qi locked Ye Lingfeng firmly in the moment. Even Qin Ming and others, who were watching from afar, could not help coughing up blood. They were frustrated and badly hurt.

This skill was born to restrain the pan clan! For the first time, ye Lingfeng felt a sense of death crisis coming, as if the edge of the cold spear could not be avoided and could only let it Pierce.

The battle of heaven and earth, though firm, will conquer, though solid, will urge! And at this time, ye Lingfeng's mind suddenly has the words of ghost fire head recitation slowly emerge, a kind of like from the deepest blood accumulation of war, suddenly burst out!

Maybe this bloody cold spear has been contaminated with the blood of Pan clan, and even killed the people of Pan clan, but this person is absolutely impossible, and it will not be my Ye Lingfeng! As a pan clan, though firm, it will be conquered, though solid, it will be urged!

Thousands of mountains and rivers, there are Angelica dahurica waiting for me, how can I stay here! Thinking about this, ye Lingfeng suddenly felt that his mind was clear, and he had a sense of thoroughness. He raised his head and let out a whistling sound, and his whole body suddenly burst out a frightening Qi.

The two real and one virtual stars in the mud pill Palace are completely impelled. The formula of fighting words turns to the extreme. Ye Lingfeng suddenly blows his fist forward. He wants to shake the edge of the bloody cold spear with his physical strength again!

The formula of fighting words is a secret skill of fighting. There is no conclusion of one move in one form. It is changeable. There is only one word of fighting! If there are no weapons, the plants around can also be used as weapons. If there are no plants, the body can be used as weapons. We will never move forward, but it will be hard for us to die!

Boom! In a flash, the shadow of Ye Lingfeng's fist and the bloody cold spear collided with each other heavily. With the thundering sound, there was an explosion of infinite brilliance between heaven and earth, just like a sun was detonated here. The blazing light could not be opened.

The bloody cold spear hit Ye Lingfeng's fist heavily and made a loud noise, but it didn't penetrate the back of Ye Lingfeng's hand. It didn't even leave the first bloodstain

Not only that, even after ye Lingfeng's fist hit the bloody cold spear, it forced the bloody cold spear to retreat. This is an unstoppable vast power, which can crush all forces and destroy all obstacles.

"Kill Yang Tianshu turned pale and tried his best to keep running the secret skill of killing gods. His whole body was full of blood color Qi, forming a mysterious connection with the blood color cold spear, which urged the cold spear to approach Ye Lingfeng and try to kill him at one stroke.This is a confrontation of pure strength, one is boundless and the other is invincible. Two people's condition, just like the tip of a needle against the wheat, two tigers fight, there must be an injury, and the first injured one, will be the ultimate loser.

The fierce collision, the terror of confrontation, Rao Shiyang Tianshu has been able to play in the congenital strength, to the point of incisively and vividly, but there is still a feeling that the situation is not good. He felt that his secret skill seemed to have a kind of insidious restraint on Ye Lingfeng. Under such circumstances, it should have been destroyed, but now things have deviated.

This makes his calm face, can't help but slightly frown, feel things more and more have a kind of wrong feeling.

"Maybe this spear has been contaminated with the blood of Pan clan, but I, ye Lingfeng, am not the pan clan that was hurt by it. He can't kill me!" The pan clan's blood is fully awakened, and ye Lingfeng feels that his whole body is full of boundless fighting spirit.

He punched forward one after another, each of which hit the bloody spear heavily. Not only that, the power of each fist of Ye Lingfeng is constantly superimposed, and in an instant, more than ten fists are bombarded.

What is the concept of "ten number boxing" in succession? It means that at this moment, more than ten ye Lingfeng are fighting against Yang Tianshu. The degree of superposition of that kind of power has reached an incredible level.