Chapter 25 The old man is not a friend

The sword is vast, the divine sword is like a rainbow, shining with golden flames, a terrible spirit, crushing the distance, and the flames cover the void. Some practitioners can't stand it and drop the sky one after another.

This sword attacks many virtual masters behind the fifth generation of heavenly demons!

These masters of Taixu period are gathered from all the sects of the Magic Road, and their strength is not small!

"Boom!"

Taixu Gulong gave birth to the sound of dragon singing, golden long rainbow, in an instant, he fell into the corpse city, and suddenly disappeared next to those magic masters.

At this moment, I saw the magic figures that had not yet fallen in the void falling towards the earth, and there was also a muffled hum in the corpse city.

At this time, Situ Yue waved his big hand, and the purple divine wind condensed and turned into a huge wind blade dozens of feet wide. The wind blades were empty and cut out purple vacuum knife marks. Several magic practitioners, crying in the air, were slaughtered by countless wind blades. Unexpectedly, countless cracks were chopped out and disappeared.

"Ye Feng, you are so brave!" In the distance, an elder of the Yin Demon Sect was shocked and angry. The Demon Sect has a long inheritance. It used to be comparable to the Kunlun Sect, but now it is pressed down by the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Now, in the corpse city, there are only less than 20 demon practitioners left, all of whom are Taixu period cultivation. All of this is shocking!

When did the strong people in the virtual period become so much, and the strength of all the magic sects together is really terrible!

However, soon, many people in the magic road felt that Ye Feng repeatedly destroyed the Kunwu sword. Once the power of the Kunwu sword was locked, the people in the magic road could not avoid it at all, and could only take it hard.

In the corpse city, two Elders of the Heart Demon Sect waved their hands to break the sword spirit. Their cultivation was vast, and their ideas were unimaginable, but now the barrier was also broken.

In the void, Situ Yue sneered: "This can catch up with the old man. The old man should have died in the corpse city long ago."

After saying that, Situ Yue suppressed dozens of purple auras. From above, Ye Feng sensed a hurricane.

Dozens of purple auras were knocked into the void by Situ Yue, and all of them disappeared. Immediately, Ye Feng looked again. Where are the figures of practitioners behind him? Obviously, this is a continuous and vast mountain range, and each mountain range is full of vicissitudes!

It is Ye Feng's eyes that penetrate the divine light. The sword meaning of Taiji Yin and Yang Dao breaks through the falsehood. He still can't see through this mountain, just like the real one. It seems that the previous war is the real phantom.

His eyes changed uncertainly. Now, Situ Yue has rushed into an ancient mountain range. His speed is getting faster and faster. In the end, even if Ye Feng's eyes are shining, he can't see the four-way sky clearly. The earth under his feet, and the wind roar in his ears are even more fascinating, and his body trembles a little.

After two hours, Situ Yue fell on the top of an ancient mountain.

"Finally out!" Situ Yue breathed a sigh of relief!

And at this time, the change is sudden!

"Be careful!" Mo Yanyao actually scolded Ye Fengjiao at this moment.

Situ Yue grabbed Ye Feng. At this moment, Ye Feng only felt that an amazing sharpness passed by, and the unparalleled cold sword force made his thoughts freeze.

"Kendo!"

Ye Feng exclaimed. He sensed the sharpness just now, and what surprised him more was that from the sharpness, he sensed a trace of kendo.

Facing the void, Ye Feng looked at the top of an ancient mountain not far away.

It is a huge ancient mountain, on the top of the ancient mountain, a long figure stands on it.

Looking at the peak of the ancient mountain, Ye Feng felt a great tremor in his heart. The cold sharpness actually came along with the trend and crushed into his sword spirit. However, at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly used the anti-sky sword, and the sharpness of the sword spirit crushed it, and soon crushed and swallowed the sword spirit.

After counting the breath, the figure just turned around. Ye Feng saw clearly that it was an old friend that Ye Feng did not dare to imagine!

A white shirt is like snow, black hair is like ink, hanging on his shoulders, and standing young on the ancient mountain. The white shirt moves against the wind and hunting. Now he looks at Ye Feng and others. His eyebrows are slightly frowned, but his eyes are very silent, like ten thousand years of ice caves, with a sense of indifference.

The young man carried a blue sword in his left hand and a long blue sword in his right hand, pointing diagonally to Ye Feng. At this moment, he seemed to feel something!

"Ye Feng, long time no see! You killed many of the brothers of my swordsman, and Shang Wenlong had to take action against you!" Shang Wenlong, a young master of the Royal Sword Sect, and Shang Wenlong practiced swordsmanships. Finally, he practiced the unique skills of the Royal Sword School with divine swords. His swordsmanship was more powerful than Ye Feng. His tone was stiff, but he had a sense of self-confidence, which emanated from his body!

A cold sword is full of ice. Behind it, thousands of ice and snow appear, like an ice peak. The cold air infects the ancient mountain. On the top of the ancient mountain, a layer of frost is covered with it.

"Shang Wenlong, now that the devil is coming, you and I should fight against the people in the devil's way. How can we kill each other!" Mo Yanyao shouted coldly, and her face was full of frost.

"Mo Yanyao, Ye Feng also joined hands with me to kill countless demons. I will not forget, but this man killed many of my brothers and sisters on that sea of blood. For this reason, I practiced kendo and finally achieved great success. Today, it's time for me to avenge my brothers and brothers!" Shang Wenlong stood on the top of the ancient mountain and stood up. His white clothes were like snow, and his eyes were silent forever.

The blue Xuanxing sword trembled in his hand, and his eyes moved slightly and fell on Ye Feng.

The two people's eyes met, and in the central void, a cold sharp atmosphere broke out, and several square meters of air was cut into a vacuum area.

With a muffled hum, Ye Feng's face was slightly white. Above her body, she was forced back by Shang Wenlong.

Ye Feng's eyes were as light as electricity, and he stared firmly at Shang Wenlong. At this time, Shang Wenlong was dressed in kendo. As Ye Feng expected, he was on the verge of Dacheng.

"Shang Wenlong, I, Ye Feng, am ashamed of you, but now, I have a heavy responsibility. I can't let you kill me, and I have to fight with you!" Ye Feng said slowly.

At this time, Ye Feng was also ashamed of many sects of immortality, but the curse of the undead in his body was for all sentient beings in the three worlds. The people in the immortal alliance had never thought of this. To kill Ye Feng in a group, Ye Feng would naturally not sit back and wait for death!

"Ye Feng, I heard from the master that you have at least reached the realm of Taixu period, and even the realm of heaven in the Taixu period. Sure enough, otherwise, you will never resist my sword!" Shang Wenlong opened his mouth in a flat tone.

Shang Wenlong's long blue sword in his right hand trembled, and a sword light surged from the hilt to the tip of the sword, cutting Ye Feng's surroundings.

Ye Feng frowned, Kunwu's sword was raised, the dragon's voice was high into the sky, and the Taixu ancient dragon appeared, and a wave of Wang Dao's thoughts fluctuated.

Shang Wenlong did not move, but looked at Ye Feng from afar. He was not sharp at all, and his eyes were full of cold light that could be frozen for all ages.

"Ang!"

The dragon roar of Taixu ancient dragon became more and more popular. It fell to the top of the ancient mountain peak. Ye Feng's expression was condensed. Every inch of Kunwu sword burst out of sharpness. A huge Taixu ancient dragon seemed to be alive. The fine dragon scales were clearly visible. At this moment, the royal family of the Jin Dynasty beside Ye Feng, Mo Yanyao and Situ Yue, were all far away. I dare not get close.

"Boom!"

A substantial flame turned into a dragon's body, wrapped around the sky. The dragon's chanting kept suppressing the idea. On the top of the ancient mountain, Shang Wenlong's body did not move. He hunted in white, and let the dragon chant and rise to the sky, he did not move.

"Boom!"

The Taixu ancient dragon turned into a divine rainbow, flowing into the void, the flame turned into a dragon shadow, and the dragon's mouth devoured and wrapped around the whole ancient mountain.

At this moment, Shang Wenlong moved, and Ye Feng couldn't say what kind of speed it was. Indeed, in a moment, Shang Wenlong's figure arrived in front of Ye Feng. He was full of cold sword light, and the cold sharp air washed away. In an instant, it made his cold hair explode.

Shang Wenlong's swordsmanship has reached such a level!

Shang Wenlong's sword came out. In a moment, Ye Feng felt a cold white at the moment. If he sank into the ice sky of the snow cellar, the snow sealed the sky, and the sword was frozen!

At this moment, in Ye Feng's body, the anti-sky sword transformed by the four swordsmanships of the Kunlun School appeared, and the breath of Taiji yin and yang turned gently. At this moment, at the middle of Ye Feng's eyebrows, the yin and yang eyes suddenly appeared.

The breath of yin and yang was broken and sealed, and the sword fought against the sky. It killed Shang Wenlong and devoured Shang Wenlong.

"Boom!"

The sound of the sword sounded, and this Xuanxing sword revealed the power of the stars. In a moment, it turned into a hundred feet in size. A hundred feet of Xuanxing sword, like a pillar of heaven, crossed the sky. In an instant, it was subverted. A frightening star edge, scattered. The earth was several miles away, and the power of the stars rose everywhere. Above the nine heavens, the clouds gathered. Soon, the goose-like starlight fell.

"Boom!"

Immediately, there was a sad dragon roar, which was the power of Taixu Gulong!

"Ye Feng, I'll help you! Kunlun Dragon-killing!" The voice of Mo Yanyao sounded, and the sound of phoenixes resounded through the sky!

Taixu Gulong, immortal phoenix!

The power of the two is actually emerging at this moment!

A huge dragon body, permeating the sky, a phoenix shadow, straight to the clouds!

Shang Wenlong took a breath of cold air. The two of them were so sharp that they were unimaginable. They didn't look like ordinary practitioners at all!

The power of Ye Feng and Mo Yanyao is so powerful that it is incredible!

Shang Wenlong was silent. He looked at Ye Feng. His eyes were silent, as dark as ink, with a cold edge, and an invisible sword was overflowing and faint!

After half a column of incense, Shang Wenlong looked at the edge of the sky. The Xuanxing Sword suddenly rushed to the clouds, and the stars fell all over the sky.

At this moment, the fight between the three people made the whole space tremble. In the ancient mountain near the corpse city, the breath of a peerless sword appeared from the ancient mountain!

A surprising sharpness came from Ye Feng. He stood up and looked in the direction of the depths of the ancient mountain without saying anything for a long time.

"That's the breath of the night sword. My five Kunwu swords are trembling." Ye Feng said slowly.

Ye Feng's heart was shocked, but he didn't expect that the Night Sword would be born at this moment.