"So fast."

Indra's pupils suddenly shrank, and the sword tip of the Great Xia Dragon Bird rubbed against the sand and stone ground, dragging a fire to form. It was just because Ye Feng's speed was too fast, and the fire had not dissipated when the sword moved, and the sword had already arrived in front of him. At first glance, it looked like a fire snake suddenly rising up.

Thunder makes a line, and its momentum is difficult to stumble.

In the midst of lightning, Indra also took a step forward and launched the dance of freedom, retreated and a sword passed.

With a crisp sound of metallic attacks, the sword tip of the Daxia Dragon Bird was sealed by the golden heavy sword.

Ye Feng was not surprised. Indra was rampant in the virtual world. It would be a strange thing if such a peerless master who could not even stop his first sword from his own.

Indra Shitian quickly withdrew his sword. In the state of freedom, his speed was equally fast, and he was dazzling. However, he had moved horizontally and drifted for more than a meter away. He could not see his sword force clearly. He saw his wrist trembling, and the heavy golden heavy sword was actually as a lively dragon. A sharp and harsh sound of breaking through the air sounded, and nine golden sword lights thundered at Ye Feng in a majestic momentum.

Shi Tian Fantasy Sword, the sword is divided into nine shadows.

This is a self-created combat skill that belongs to Indra. In fact, when the skills were completed, Indra was just a sword and shook out eight sword shadows. To this day, there are always a few genius masters who have mastered the eight sword shadows. No one knows that Indra has become more and more mature in this combat skill he created, and only he can break out nine sword shadows with one sword.

This is like the wall covering the sky with night rain and wind. Perhaps the wall covering the sky can be popularized in the small circle of the top masters, but no one can master the ultimate evolutionary version of the wall covering the sky with Qianshan Muxue except him.

However, Ye Feng could even break the wall covering the sky, what was the sword splitting nine shadows?

Ye Feng's movements were also unreal. There was only a twisted and intertwined broken shadows in his standing position. The star light at nine-thirty-nine and half-red suddenly flashed, and he screamed towards the nine sword shadows.

The nine consecutive moons are broken, and the next one comes first.

After a crisp collision, the two of them retreated almost at the same time.

Indra did not attack. He stared at the sword edge of the Daxia Dragon Bird, which was still pointing to the ground, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's this."

"The Nine Company of Duanyue." Ye Feng smiled. The Nine Company of Duanyue was created earlier than the snow in the world, but he rarely used it in front of others. No one had seen a few girls who were tired of him all day long.

Hearing this, Indra Shitian lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before he slowly said: "Sword divided into nine shadows, the nine-company of the moon, I suddenly believed in my life. Maybe you are really my nemesis and my lifelong enemy."

"Maybe." Ye Feng smiled, not agreeing.

If it is another player, even if he is the top ten heavy-armored master in China, he can be called the enemy of his life by the Emperor God, even if he doesn't say it, he will be very happy in his heart.

But Ye Feng, the enemy of his life, might have been reluctant to accept this if he had said it a few months ago, but now he feels it is not exaggeration or arrogant. If he is in full condition, he has the strength to suppress Di Shitian. Now he will be a little disagreeable about the enemy of his life.

Deep down, he actually wanted to say, "Your lifelong enemy is Ye Yu Liufeng, that old man." However, when he was in the battle just now, Indra was not chosen to fight with his strength advantage, which made him feel like he felt that although everyone was deeply in love with the sea, this guy was really stylish, so he accumulated virtue and did not speak out to mock Indra's self-esteem.

You know, Di Shitian is the master of the Nine Nether Formation. He is not as miserable as Ye Feng's state, and his strength and life are several times that of Ye Feng. If he doesn't fight, he chooses to cut me with a sword and I will give you a sword. This kind of confrontation method of pure man's blood flow is Ye Feng.

"Come again."

Indra, holding the sword in both hands and kicking the ground with his feet. He, with gorgeous golden armor, immediately turned into a golden stream of light and rushed towards Ye Feng.

Both of them are proficient in the dance of Freedom and can be started at an instant without the help of gradual acceleration.

He is fast, Ye Feng is also fast.

In an instant, two balls of strong winds swirled together again, sharp star lights flashed continuously, and the sound of weapons fighting each other was as dense as rainstorms. The blood of the stars flew into the air from time to time, and was immediately swallowed and disappeared by the strong wind stirring by the sword energy.

The two seem to have abandoned the game skill setting, fighting for body skills, reactions, fighting quickly, breaking the enemy invisibly, like the ultimate showdown between two peerless masters.

This is completely a fight between two ghosts, making moves, counterattacks, and breaking moves. Every move is so fast that it is incredible, like a ghost, strange and shocking.

The dazzlingly gorgeous wall covering the sky is like a giant mountain standing thousands of feet high up from time to time, and then collapses into a fragment of light, like stars suddenly moving above the sky.

The two of them were getting faster and faster, and the other party's erratic figures became more and more difficult to lock, but listening to the wind to determine the position is nothing to them. Even if they are blindfolded and judged by the sword energy alone, they can still not fail to lose their swords and make accurate attacks.

Ye Feng undoubtedly liked such a battle. He felt so refreshed that he was so happy that his body and mind were happy. Even the dizziness, annoyance and disgust caused by excessive fatigue were much lessened.

As for the victory or defeat, he didn't care much about it. One reason was that he had confidence in the gods, the other was that Indra was obvious in his advantage, and it was reasonable to lose the battle.

If there was no Nine Nether Formation at this moment, he believed that if he used his skills or chose what kind of showdown method, the one who fell down in the end must be Indra.

Now, although Indra's strength is enough to crush Ye Feng, the amount of blood lost is more than three times that of Ye Feng. Which one is higher or lower is already very telling.

You should know that Ye Feng's power attack is far inferior to Indra. He slashed on Indra on Indra, and at most two or three thousand points of blood was cut by Indra. When he was killed by Indra's sword, he would have to lose about 10,000. With his thin life defense, even if Indra's death is not critical, he would still deal with him by hitting six or seven swords.

Fortunately, Ye Feng only got one sword from beginning to end, and Indra Shitian's attack was either lost or blocked by the endless walls covering the sky. In contrast, Indra Shitian was hit by more than a dozen swords.

On this side, Di Shitian became more and more frightened as he fought. Only he knew that the current advantages and disadvantages were not the same as the surface, but in fact he was beaten by Ye Feng.

The reason is very simple, Ye Feng is faster than him.

Is there still a need to continue?

Indra's heart sighed sadly, and a sense of frustration that had never been seen before was growing in his heart.

As proud as he is, he will not admit his failure. At least he does not think that today's defeat is a lifelong defeat. He believes that the future will be long, and one day he will use the sword in his hand to clean up the shame of the present.

But no matter how proud he is, he must admit that he is not Ye Feng's opponent at this time, and his defeat is completely unsurprising.

At this moment, the golden gold was suddenly trembling with golden light, and the sound of a dragon roared like a dragon. A majestic golden dragon-shaped sword energy rushed towards Ye Feng like an angry dragon breaking through the air and splitting the clouds.

The two of them were almost fighting each other closely. They didn't even have enough time to react when they were so big that they could cover more than ten yards.

However, Indra met Ye Feng, and Ye Feng who was never focused on fighting.

Just as the light and shadow were blinking, Ye Feng seemed to be trapped by the dragon-shaped sword energy and flew backwards. Unfortunately, it was not, because there was no harm.

In fact, when the sword energy was about to move, Ye Feng had already activated the shape change that had been cooled long ago. This illusion was very short, so short that even Indra was not clear.

Ye Feng flew backwards for more than ten yards, and his feet had not yet landed on the ground. The demon dragon shield with his left hand, which was as deep as ink, suddenly burst out with a layer of golden halo.

Shield block back injury.

The sword energy that looked like a divine dragon was hit by the shield curtain head-on, and he let out a painful roar unwillingly, and instantly turned around and counterattacked the initiator of Indra.

At the same time, he was a little stunned and blamed himself for forgetting the additional special effects of weapons. Of course, he had no time to deal with it. He was hit by the Holy Dragon Sword Qi and staggered back four or five steps before he could barely stop retreating, and his life was even more ruined by one-third.

Ye Feng didn't know that this extremely fierce sword energy was an additional special effect of the golden heavy sword in Indra's hand, so he subconsciously thought that Indra had used his skills to go back on his word.

By the way, if I hadn't exploded the small universe at a critical time and showed an inhuman reaction, and if I had doubled my blood volume, I would have been instantly turned into white light by the sword of Indra.

How could Ye Feng not be angry?

The erratic body movement still did not stop. Ye Feng tried his best to mobilize his energy, and roared, gathering all his strength to his right arm. As the Daxia Dragon Bird shook, countless dreamlike silver lights shook off in an abnormal manner.

For a moment, the sword shadows were mottled, and the Great Xia dragon bird was bright and bright, and it was extremely erect in the sky.

It snows the world.

Indra, who had already established himself, had no intention of fighting. Looking at the ball with his sword, it seemed that there was a large formation that lies across the board, and the silver light that had formed into a silver dragon was indifferent.

Little did he know that Ye Feng had just changed his shape and changed his shadow, and the shield block counter injury rebounded the holy dragon sword energy, which directly disintegrated the only remaining fighting spirit of Indra. How long was that moment, one second, and half a second, or so short that it was difficult to calculate the time.

In such a short moment, how could it be possible to make two consecutive skill operations? It is even more unfair that during this period, you have to control the continuous change of shape and shadow change to prevent the body from deviating from the attack route of the sword energy.

Indra could not understand, and it was even more impossible to do this operation that was absolutely beyond the conventional order.

The next moment, the silver dragon roared violently, and this time, Indra was knocked away directly, and his blood volume was empty by one third.

Ye Feng was in power and was unforgivable. This seemed to be his only chance. When would he not explode?

Before Indra was falling, Ye Feng flew to catch up with him, the Great Xia Dragon Bird slashed and slashed, and all the small skills exploded on Indra like continuous skills.

In about ten seconds, Ye Feng's skills were finally exhausted, and the continuous skill attacks were unsustainable. Indra Shitian used his sword to support the ground and stabilized his body. When he raised his eyes, he saw that countless streamer shadows suddenly merged into one place. Ye Feng, who had not squinted his eyes and looked particularly contemptuous and disdainful.

"Continue?"

Ye Feng was still angry, but he could feel that Indra was seemingly losing his fighting spirit and was beaten by him just now like a sandbag.

"No need, I'm defeated." Indra's mouth, whose blood volume was hit to the point of his twitching, and his smile was bitter. "You're right, I'm not in your eyes now."

Ye Feng was silent. To be honest, he was struggling to hold on. The master of the system who had a clear understanding of the slightest no longer allowed him to squeeze his energy to fight. Moreover, he was almost exhausted and had no energy to squeeze.

He should have rushed forward and killed Indra to death, instead of listening to Indra's thoughts.

However, Ye Feng was slightly reluctant to feel that such a proud person was now hit so distraught.

Indra put away his weapon, suddenly looked directly at Ye Feng, and asked lightly: "I want to know, what do you think of myths, or this war?"
Chapter completed!