In the much thinner fog, Zhang Lingfeng was indifferent and ruthless, describing it as ferocious.

Looking at Wei Zhengxian who was rushing towards the ghosts and gods, mockery flashed across the corner of his mouth. Today, at this time, unless the Martial Saint personally arrives.

Otherwise, even if the six heads of the East and West Factory came together and the six elite soldiers of the Jinyiwei arrived, he would be able to kill them!

Because his ceremony is about to be completed.

Looking at the setting sunset westward and feeling the coming night, his heart was extremely violent and murderous intent, as if it had been diluted a little.

It's almost...

If he kills all the people in the field, he may be able to be promoted to the Martial Saint, and as the Martial Saint, he will be in charge of the judge Taoist fruit. Even if it is the King of Zhao of the Western Palace, Zhang Xuanba, I am afraid he will have to surrender to me...

"Um?!"

The thought that flashed by seemed to be frozen by the cold, and an incredible shock flashed in Zhang Lingfeng's eyes.

Zheng ~

It was like a peerless divine sharp edge was unsheathed, and the clear and bright sound of the sword echoed on the plain and sounded in everyone's hearts.

Go to everything and be everywhere.

call!

Time seems to be fixed at this moment.

Wei Zhengxian was urging the horse to rush to kill, the old man Lin Qitian was emitting a series of bows, Ren Xiaoxiao in the fog, Yu Jing in the lightning, Yu Lingxian with a heavy face, and three other women...

All people.

Whether standing or kneeling, everyone saw a sword.

Zheng ~

As the sound of the clear and clear sound of the dragon, everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Yu's palm.

What he clearly pulled out was a two-edged straight knife.

But in everyone's eyes, this is a sword!

One mouthful, without any temperature, only a magical sword of pure killing and destruction!

"No!"

The moment the long sword sounded, Zhang Lingfeng's fear and anger also echoed throughout the plain:

"Don't leave!"

This violent excessive sound almost broke through the throat, but he still couldn't vent the shock and horror in his heart.

However, what shocked him was not this sudden sword intent, but...

“Disappeared?!”

Fang Tian's painting halberd slashed through the sky, leaving deep and hideous gullies on the earth. However, Wei Zhengxian's eyes were full of shock.

When he heard the sword sound in his ears, the phantom, which was as terrifying as a ghost, disappeared directly!

The supernatural powers were broken?!

Or,

The ghosts and gods fled without fighting!

This scene was too weird and abrupt. Not to mention the people watching the game, even Yang Yu couldn't help but be stunned.

Frightened away?

wrong!

Feeling the seemingly unrest of the seven-star Dragon Abyss sword that had left Guishao, Yang Yu became more and more confused.

This ghost and god retreated not because of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword!

So, is it because of Kuixing?

still……

Confusion flashed, and replaced by the secret sensation triggered by the mind!

No, it's impossible!

Lingfeng's mind was blank. This was a sign that his supernatural powers were backfired, and it was also because he was shocked too much.

But immediately, he became furious again.

"Everything deserves to die!"

Regardless of the blood flowing through the seven orifices, Zhang Lingfeng once again urged his magical powers to recite the ancient and desolate songs.

However, the boiling mist had not yet condensed into the shadow of ghosts and gods.

It was blown out by a sharp sword light that was extremely fast!

"I found you!"

A cold voice resounded in my ears.
Chapter completed!