Chapter 170 The Death of Humans and Demons
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Intangible storm waves, violent shock waves, vast energy, horrible scenes, human demons and Ye Feng fought in a row, and the void was constantly broken and collapsed.
The roar of heaven and earth, the thunder, and the raging atmosphere make people feel depressed, and the reapers who watched the battle are almost suffocated.
Horrible, unprecedented horror.
No one can imagine that the battle between human demons and Ye Feng would be so horrible, so powerful, and so fierce that the two can be said to be inseparable.
Boom!
Another attack of both defeats, blood splashed and spilled into the air, and the tragic breath filled the heavens and the earth. Even the reapers below were frightened.
"Go to hell!" With a violent shout, the human and demon's hair danced wildly, and the thunder shone all over his body, like a demon who came from Jiuyou, and there was nothing to stop him in heaven and earth.
click!
With one punch, the wind and clouds were rolled upside down, and heaven and earth changed color. On the sky, there was a sudden crackling of lightning. In the roar, the lightning was incredibly fast and incredible.
The devil's fists flashed, the thunder shone, and countless electric arcs walked upstream, crackling, and the destructive breath fluctuated throughout the world.
At this moment, the human demon was already bathed in blood, and the ferocious scars on his body were extremely terrible. The bright red blood flowed along the scar, and with each punch, his blood would splash.
Blood fist!
Thunderbolt!
Lightning did not hit Ye Feng, or from the beginning, the target was not Ye Feng, but the human demon himself. The thick lightning sank into the human demon's body.
What is shocking is that the demon who was hit by lightning not only did not feel any discomfort, but also burst out two bright lights in his pupils. The face, which had been pale because of too much blood loss, actually returned to a little blush.
The powerful breath suddenly burst out, the fighting spirit boiled in the heart, and the blood burned in the body. At this moment, there was nothing else in the heart like a demon god, but the belief of fighting.
Kill Ye Feng, there is nothing else.
Thunder shines and roars, like a strong wind, like a galloping horse, and its momentum is breathtaking.
click!
In the direction of the fists, the void was twisted, rolled down and then collapsed inward, and then collapsed into tens of millions of fast fragments in an instant, and appeared in front of Ye Feng like lightning across the void.
Ye Feng's situation may not be much better than that of human demons. His clothes are broken, his body is bathed in blood, there is bright red blood on the corners of his mouth, and his body smells burnt.
The marks of fists are simply terrible. On the edge of those fist marks, you can clearly see the abnormal blush and congestion.
However, Ye Feng's expression was still calm and his face remained unchanged, as if these fists were not hitting him, but others.
It's not that Ye Feng can't feel the pain, but that Ye Feng suppresses his emotions to the minimum, and all the pain can't be reflected from his face.
The demons also know this. Although Ye Feng did not show pain, he couldn't help humming every time he was hit by him.
Two fists rushed, and the lightning came. In an instant, it approached Ye Feng, and the target pointed straight to Ye Feng's chest.
"Hmm!"
There was no intention of dodging at all, just a cold hum, and the eyes suddenly appeared. The barren sword trembled gently. He did not retreat and stepped forward in the blink of an eye.
One step, just one step, but when this step fell, the world suddenly fell into silence.
buzz!
The dazzling and dazzling destructive sword light scattered like a scorching sun and suddenly blooming above the sky, holding a sword, swinging a sword, and a sharp roar resounding through the sky and earth, almost tearing people's eardrums.
The sword spirit burst into the depths of the void, and Ye Feng's momentum soared, and a layer of sword ripples visible to the naked eye ripples with Ye Feng as the center.
The cold and piercing sword spirit scattered to the west in all directions. In the blink of an eye, countless swords sounded in the void, as if ministers were visiting their kings and praising them.
"The sword is in the world!"
At the moment when the faint words fell to the ground, Ye Feng's sword spirit around him soared thousands of times, and between the lightning and lightning, tens of thousands of sword spirit burst out from the void.
Sharp sword spirit, cold sword spirit, bone-breaking murder, each of these sword spirit is so sharp that it is chilling. It is certain to cut iron like mud. Even if the void is only one way to break under these sword spirit.
The fist of the demon is fierce and domineering.
Ye Feng's sword is sharp and invincible.
The fist of the demon has arrived!
Ye Feng's sword has also arrived!
Neither of them has the intention of dodging at all. They both have to fight for serious injuries and leave unimaginable serious injuries to the other party.
buzz!
When the two touch each other, there is no earth-shaking deafening roar, but only incomprehensible silence and suffocating silence.
Time seems to be frozen at this moment, the sound is silent, and the sky and the earth are lost.
The demon's face flushed, and Ye Feng's sharp sword spirit made his hair stand on end. His tight skin was like being cut by a knife, and the piercing pain of the cone heart eroded his nerves.
Pain, unprecedented pain, beyond the limit of pain, this pain has spread from the body to the soul, and then into the mind.
The demon's heart trembled crazily and seemed to collapse at any time. He never thought that Ye Feng's sword was so powerful.
Although the previous sword is horrible and domineering, at least it is still within the tolerance of demons, but this sword is three times more powerful than before.
three times, this is three times as deadly.
The devil's face turned red, white, blue, purple and black.
The pain is like a tide, one wave after another, and it seems that it will never stop.
The mind is as tough as a demon. Under this impact, it is also uncomfortable to spit blood and collapse and give up the idea of life.
The only reason left makes the devil dare not give up at all. He knows better than anyone that if he gives up, then in the next moment, it only takes a short moment, he will turn into a mass of blood and have no place to die.
The demon can't figure out how Ye Feng used such a fierce and unparalleled sword. Was the previous Ye Feng just deliberately showing weakness?
Thinking of this, the demon instinctively denied it. He believed that this was a blow from Ye Feng's battle. As long as he suffered this move, it would be Ye Feng who would die.
The indestructible sword spirit raged in the void, flying and shooting, and the sky was full of horrible sword spirit and sword spirit.
At this moment, this world seems to have become the world of swords, and there is nothing but swords.
click!
Although Ye Feng's sword is horrible, how can the human and demon's fist be weak again?
This time, Ye Feng's bone is no longer broken, because he has been broken for a long time. Since it is not broken, it can only be crushed.
smashed. Under such a rapid and unstoppable punch from the demon, Ye Feng's chest bone was smashed, his organs were broken, and his mouth was opened, and a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spewed out wildly.
Boom!
In the sword spirit all over the sky, Ye Feng's figure was like a runaway cannonball, flying backwards. The red blood stained the sky red, and the wild sword came out of his hand.
As a swordsman, he abandoned the sword in his hand, which basically declared a failure.
A horrible punch, a domineering punch, an unstoppable punch.
Ye Feng's body flashed and crackled in the inverted roll, looking like a damaged porcelain doll. The tragedy made the reapers below unbear to witness it.
"Cough~~~"
No matter how long it is, there will always be a moment in the past. In this two-lose confrontation, the human demons seem to laugh to the end.
A violent cough is accompanied by a sound in the air, and every cough will cough out a mouthful of blood. There is no blood on the devil's face, just like a person who has been locked in darkness for more than ten years.
If you win, you will win after all!
Looking at Ye Feng, who fell to the ground and did not know his life and death, the difficulty and pain of laughing, no matter what he said he won.
As long as he responds to Ye Feng, he doesn't pay attention to the remaining debris at all.
A smile appeared on his face, but unfortunately, this smile had frozen before it could bloom.
The smile was stiff on his face, and the man who was stunned and didn't know what had happened bowed his head with difficulty. Then he turned around and saw a familiar and strange face.
"Lao San, you~~~"'s wide eyes are full of confusion. This is not the first time he has attacked, but the last time it has been discussed.
This time, there was no warning in advance, which was bigger than the expectation of the human demon. How could he think that Ren Zun would attack him at this deadly time?
"I am the supreme, but I am the first generation of the reaper." He seemed to understand the doubts of the demons, and the first generation said lightly, "The reason why he has never acted is that the human king and you are too powerful."
"It's not unfair to die in my hands." The bright-smiling first generation finished his words and punched out.
The demon can't stop it. After fighting with Ye Feng for such a long time, he may not care about the attack of Lan and others, but in the face of such a real imperial strongman, how can he stop it?
Boom!
The unstoppable end of the human demon has long been doomed. He survived Ye Feng's sword but did not escape the call of death.
The demon is dead, and there is no whole body.
Except for a dead head, his body turned into a blood mist all over the sky, but before it drifted away, he was grabbed by the first generation, sucked it, and condensed into a drop of blood.
This drop of blood is the essence of all the human demon, including the perception of all his realms and his remaining power.
is a drop, but in fact, this drop of blood is still a little big, because it is as big as a glass ball.
The bright red blood was bright and dripping, staring at the blood here. The first generation reached out and grabbed the head of the demon, and his body flashed back to the top of the mountain.
"Take his head to pay tribute to those dead brothers." He casually threw the head of the demon on the ground, and the first generation looked extremely plain.
Blue and others were still stunned there and did not react.
Didn't the first generation say that they couldn't fight now? Why did it suddenly break out and fucking kill the demon in seconds?
Even if it is an injured demon, it is not a level that can compete with Lan and others, but now, the first generation killed the other party in an unreasonable second, although it is a little suspected of sneak attack.
Anyway, it is an indisputable fact that the demons were killed in seconds.
Lan, who was stunned in place, was stunned until the head of the demon rolled to his feet, and then he came to his senses and answered repeatedly.
Although he didn't know what the first generation was thinking, the first generation could fight and was still strong. It was enough for him to know this.
The first generation of the blood drop that concentrated all the essence of human demons did not give it to them. He put it away and didn't know what he wanted to do.
"In the first generation, what about that Ye Feng?" Handing over the head of the demon to a reaper in red, Lan looked at Ye Feng, who was lying on the ground in the distance and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
He will not forget the previous deal Ye Feng made with them.
Thinking of that deal, Ye Feng seems to have only one end.
Sure enough, the original body flashed on the edge of the barren sword, holding the hilt of the barren sword, gently pulling it, and the barren sword broke away from the ground.
Lan and others naturally followed the original generation.
"It's a good sword." Touching the sword body, there was admiration in the eyes of the original generation, "I don't know what kind of killing I have experienced, and I can burst out such a strange murderous atmosphere before."
"Hey, anyway, this sword is now in your bag." Blue nodded in agreement and looked at the barren sword, with a touch of heat in his eyes.
Following the first generation, the group walked slowly and came to Ye Feng, who did not know life and death.
"First generation, what should I do?" Looking at Ye Feng, who seemed to be unconscious on the ground, Lan's murderous attempt was unconcealed.
"You didn't faint, did you?" I ignored Lan and stared at Ye Feng's first generation with a faint smile and said, "Since you are not in a coma, why do you have to make this gesture? Are you closing your eyes and waiting for death?"
His eyes were closed all the time, and a bitter smile appeared on Ye Feng's face with a weak breath, and he opened his eyes.
"After the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch, I didn't expect that you would be the final winner." Ye Feng smiled bitterly and looked calm, as if he was ready to accept the coming fate.
"Don't blame me for being too cruel, blame you for bullying others too much." The first generation sneered and said coldly, "Who do you think you are?"
"Even if you are Ye Kuanglan's grandson, haven't you heard of the saying that rabbits want to bite people in a hurry?" Looking at Ye Feng, the first generation said disdainful.
"Ha ha!" The laughter seemed to affect the wound, and Ye Feng coughed violently again.
"But one thing you can rest assured." The first generation said with great interest, "Although your task cannot be completed, the human king will still die. Of course, the human demon has died."
While talking, the reaper in red stepped forward, holding the head of the demon in his hand.
Looking at the head of the demon, it is inevitable that Ye Feng will have a feeling of rabbit death. What surprised the first generation a little is that Ye Feng's expression is still calm and seems to be indifferent to the upcoming death.
"Do you have any last words?" The wild sword was slowly raised by the first generation, the dark sword body flashed coldly, and the fierce sword was almost about to break out.
Looking calmly at the raised barren sword and the sharp blade of the barren sword, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes.
"Alas~~~"
With a sigh, Ye Feng was no different from the fish on the cutting board. He had no choice but to wait for death.
Close your eyes and wait for death. This is Ye Feng's feeling for everyone.
"After killing the King, I will bury their heads in front of your grave." With a proud smile, the first generation waved his sword.
This is the base camp of the reapers, and Ye Feng has lost his combat power.