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When they looked at the sky, their pupils shrank sharply.

A radiant figure descended from the sky. His long hair fluttered, his robe fluttered with the wind, the ring of God condensed, his eyes were like electricity, like a **** returning from ancient times. When he came down, the law was agitated by him, and all the ways shivered by him.

The hazy sky suddenly became clear.

The dark cloud seemed to be swept away by an invisible giant hand.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng standing in the air, their throats rolled, and suddenly a word appeared in their hearts.

God.

Their bodies tremble suddenly, that is God!

"The fairy is on!"

Someone exclaimed: "There is a god."

Ye Feng looked at the head of the sky standing in the ruins and said indifferently: "When you point the sword in your hand to me, it is already doomed to this ending."

The face of the head of the sky is extremely gloomy, saying: "We can have a better solution, why fight?"

"It's just now, it's late."

Ye Feng said, and then he stepped out, drinking blood and spinning around him, instantaneously transformed into dozens of sword shadows, all blasted toward the head of the sky.

"You forced me."

The head of the chopping sky shouted, his eyes were splitting, and suddenly the wind was violent, and his robe hunted, and a finger sword shadow suddenly appeared behind him. This long sword was condensed by spiritual force for dozens of years. Zhang, extremely sharp, exuding cold light.

"This is my ultimate killing strategy of the Heavenly Sword Sect. It is infinitely powerful, but after using it, I will be weak for a few years."

He shouted: "But it's worth killing you."

Severing the head of the sky to read the royal sword, this long sword suddenly moved. Nine days flashed and thundered because of it, and the black wind was masterpiece.

This sword seemed to separate the space and severely cut towards Ye Feng.

Those red sword shadows were all cut by this sword.

In front of the long sword, Ye Feng looked a little small.

Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly mentioned his throat, and the sword's coercion almost forced them to kneel down to the ground, so how could Ye Feng resist this sword?

Someone exclaimed: "Kill God?"

Ye Feng stared at the sword and looked indifferent.

He caught the spinning blood around him, and then flicked it.

The time in this world seems to be frozen in an instant, the wind no longer blows, and the water no longer flows, the long sword flashing cold light condenses in the air, the expression on everyone's face froze, clear.

There was a shock in the heart of the chopping head.

"Time is still?"

Do not.

He reacted, the time did not stop, it was normal.

Because he found his thoughts to be normal, only the action was solidified, and the sword in the air.

When he saw Ye Feng stepping forward, his heart suddenly tightened, and he tried to struggle, but it was useless, even the spiritual energy in his body was frozen, and he couldn't move.

A feeling called despair, at this moment, suddenly came up from the depths of his soul.

He finally understood.

Ye Feng shouldn't really provoke.

Ye Feng approached, pinched the head that cut the head of the sky, and said indifferently: "The biggest mistake in your life is to kill me."

After searching the memory, he twisted his neck in the terrified gaze of the head of the sky.

This time, nothing was found.

But he did know that Ling Tian, ​​the minister of the Ministry of Spirits, wanted to come and kill himself because he killed Ling Mountain.

"Why do you always repeat the same mistakes."

Ye Feng murmured.

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