Chapter 209: Several consecutive games (in the morning)

It was said that the complete person had melted into the sword as if he had dissolved. The sword shining with strange light suddenly increased by 10 times. A giant sword, with the fierce light of devouring people, pointed at Yang Yifeng from a distance.

The first move is the best, and then the move is the disaster. Yang Yifeng's body technique is unfolding, but this time it is not so fast that it is impossible to see clearly. On the entire stage, countless figures of Yang Yifeng appeared around the giant sword, and each figure's movements are inconsistent. Afterimage! Often, only when 10 or more afterimages appear one of the figures disappears. From a distance, it looks like countless figures performing a mysterious sword technique.

Although this is not as good as the magical power of eight swords flying together, it is also dazzling. It is hard to tell what is true and what is false. The speed does not have to be so fast that people cannot reflect it. Sometimes this method that is so fast that people can see clearly but cannot distinguish clearly is also useful.

The giant sword rolled up a huge whirlwind and stabbed the crowd, but failed to hit Yang Yifeng's true body. However, loud noises came from the giant sword, one heavier than another, and more powerful than each other. The giant sword seemed to be impatient or scared, trembling constantly in the sky.

At this moment, countless figures on the stage quickly disappeared, leaving only one figure. The giant sword immediately turned into lightning and struck the figure. Suddenly, the figure raised the sword high and showed a strange smile. The trap??! The giant sword was transformed from a dragon sword, and there was still this wisdom. The giant sword quickly climbed upwards!

But for some reason, it could not move. All it could do was to move forward. The other roads seemed to have been blocked. Since it had no choice but to retreat, it could only burn its boats! Judging from Yang Yifeng's posture, it was obviously going to fight it head-on, which hit its mind. So the speed of the stabbing accelerated a lot.

Compared with the giant sword, an ordinary long sword with a toothpick shape collided with a giant sword that exists like a giant!

"Touch~~~" With a loud noise, Yang Yifeng's thin body was knocked away by more than ten meters. However, the giant sword, like a giant, was also knocked away by several meters.

The Demon King smiled. This time he fought hard, he clearly saw the difference between the two. Although Yang Yifeng was not injured, he was on the weak side.

The people from other sects of the Taoist sect, except for Fanxin Sect and Wangtian Pavilion, all showed ecstasy. Ning Shuxu looked at the giant flying sword formed by the dragon sword flying man sword and nodded. I wonder if he was appreciating the sword magical powers of the dragon sword enclave, or praising the advantages obtained by Long Jianfei.

A worried look flashed in the cold eyes of the Forgetful Demon Lord, and his brows couldn't help but frowned.

Ni Tian turned his head to look at Xue Sha with some concern. When he saw Xue Sha's expression of laughter, he turned his attention back to the stage and remained silent. Among the brothers, Qi Ye and Xue Sha are the people who know Yang Yifeng's strength best. Qi Ye is expressionless, and only the answer can be found from Xue Sha.

On the stage, the giant sword formed by Yang Yifeng and the Dragon Sword Flying Man Sword were only 20 meters apart. This distance was about to change, and the ground sword in Yang Yifeng's hand slashed on the giant sword again.

Another shocking sound was heard. Yang Yifeng's figure retreated a hundred meters, and the giant sword formed by the dragon sword flying man sword also rolled backwards for dozens of meters.

Yang Yifeng's body was just stable, and he appeared in front of the giant sword again, slashing with one sword!…………

It's so cool~~! Yang Yifeng's power is rising little by little. From the original 10 times strength to 30 times today! Controlling the powerful power, this feeling made Yang Yifeng feel so comfortable that he wanted to vent his whole body and mind, and he slashed the ground sword in his hand again and again. The sword contained the slash of thousands of swords. Enjoy the strong sense of shock that erupted after the sword body collided with his opponent, as well as the pleasure of relaxing power.

Once, ten times, hundreds, thousands of times~! Long Jianfei looked at Yang Yifeng's figure indifferent and enjoyment again and again, and was knocked back ten meters, hundred meters, and thousands of meters. Now, he found that Yang Yifeng suddenly appeared in front of him again and again, cutting down the terrifying long sword again and again, like a toothpick, with his strength stronger than once, and Yang Yifeng's power continued to rise. This feeling made Long Jianfei feel extremely powerless in his heart. The cultivation level that was originally similar, plus the super attack power of the sword cultivator, now he clearly felt that the opponent's power was rising by geometric numbers, as if there was no end, and loud noises echoed again and again. The trembling feeling from the soul of the sword body was longer and stronger again and again, and the confidence that Long Jianfei, who had originally increased gradually shook until he disappeared, leaving only boundless fear!

Suddenly, Yang Yifeng's explosive momentum disappeared suddenly. Just when everyone was puzzled and thought that Yang Yifeng was powerless, Yang Yifeng's figure suddenly appeared in front of Long Jianfei again, and a sword was cut. The sword was very slow and everyone present could see it. Long Jianfei could naturally see clearly. It was easy to avoid this speed. Just as Long Jianfei was disdainful and wanted to avoid it easily, he was shocked to find that he could not move. Just like last time, there was only one way ahead to choose.

"Sorry, I've had enough fun, goodbye~!" Yang Yifeng's voice came into Long Jianfei's soul.

Long Jianfei tried his best to avoid it, but even if he tried his best, he would just move the sword one inch behind it. Compared with the huge sword body, this would not have any effect at all!

"Crack~~" a crisp sound began to remember, and the giant sword disappeared. Yang Yifeng stood in the center of the stage, with his hands behind his back. The sword in his hand disappeared at some time. A few meters away from Yang Yifeng, a figure with a naked upper body exposed and covered with bloodstains appeared, as well as the dull and slight ancient sword beside him.

Long Jianfei looked at Yang Yifeng slowly walking over with reluctance, pointed at Yang Yifeng what he wanted to say, but couldn't find anything to say.

Yang Yifeng bent down and picked up the ancient sword, looked at it, stroked it, and said, "Good sword!" Then he lowered his head and said, "It's a pity that you don't deserve it. You lost, it's mine!"

"No~~~~~~" "Stop~~~~" and other voices rang out, but it was too late. Yang Yifeng raised the ancient sword in his hand and ended the dragon sword flying with one sword. He grabbed the shriveled and tired sword infant in time, wiped off the spiritual consciousness on it, and threw it into the void ring together with the sword. This series of actions of killing people and catching treasures was done openly.

The audience suddenly became excited. All the disciples of Tianjian Sect drew their swords and rushed up. The other sects were full of hatred and angry. Zen Master Wuming from the Fanxin Sect looked sad and kept pinching the Buddhist beads and chanting the scriptures that I don’t know.

Ning Shuixu looked ugly. He never expected that Yang Yifeng would do so resolutely and could also attack a person who had lost the power of resistance.

"What are you doing??!!" A scattered demon shouted loudly, and the extremely strong true energy exploded. He stopped everyone who rushed to the stage: "Don't forget, this is a duel, not a joke! Life and death are all in their destiny~~! If everyone is not so unruly, why are we invited to do it?"

"Everyone should step back. Although Yang Yifeng did a little... he did not violate the rules. If someone asked him for revenge later, it would be fine if we didn't know. If we know, don't blame us for not explaining it in advance." A scattered immortal also spoke.

Yang Yifeng looked at the people in the Taoist sect coldly and kicked the Long Jianfei's body in front of the disciples of the Tianjian Sect. He didn't say anything, but just looked at the Chihuo Taoist and Dan Qingzi disdainfully.

Blood Killing was so excited that he wanted to rush up and start a killing. He looked at Yang Yifeng enviously and admiredly, killing people and catching treasures in front of the Taoist sect, and doing it for granted. Afterwards, the Taoist sect could not find any reason to seek revenge on him. It was so cool.

Qiye and Nitian looked at each other and smiled. Without saying much, Wangqing's eyes were a bit complicated and difficult to understand.

The demon king showed a strange smile without a trace, as if things were as good as others wished and their wishes were fulfilled.

The Chihuo Taoist saw Yang Yifeng's disdainful gaze, and the fear in his heart disappeared suddenly. When his mind became hot, he flew onto the stage, pointed at Yang Yifeng and started scolding: "You..."

Yang Yifeng interrupted him first and said lazily: "The Taoist priest is a senior in the cultivation world. It has not been long for the boy to enter the cultivation world. I also want to ask the Taoist priest for more advice! The Taoist priest ~~ Please~~~"

"Hmph~!" The Taoist Chihuo could not find a rebuttal, and Yang Yifeng said it was true. He had indeed entered the world of cultivation, and compared himself with himself in age, it was like an adult and a baby. This also made the Taoist Chihuo feel satisfied in his heart. He was a senior, and on the arena, life and death are in accordance with his destiny. This is the rule. If he accuses Yang Yifeng, he will seem ignorant and unreasonable.

The Red Fire Taoist was no longer talking nonsense. He took out a red-red round magic weapon, which emitted a red-hot fire energy, and surged. As the magic trick was chanting, the magic weapon suddenly increased and wrapped the Red Fire Taoist inside. Then he spoke, "Boy, be careful, I won't show mercy~!"
Chapter completed!