Supreme Martial Artist

However, after the sword failed, Ye Xinghe did not panic, but was thoughtful.

"Zhao Zhichun, it turns out your background is like this."

He suddenly let out a loud roar and looked at Sun Fengliang again.

Still slashing out with the sword of annihilation.

"Sun Fengliang, you have been chasing me for a long time, now you also have a taste of my offensive!"

The Sword of Annihilation falls and others want to help.

Sun Fengliang thought of how Zhao Zhichun had taken over Ye Xinghe's offensive just now.

But not to be outdone, he retreated the others.

Use your most powerful sword moves and magical powers to attack each other.

His weapon is a broad and broad sword, with a somewhat archaic feel.

He tried his best to collide with the Sword of Annihilation.

The Sword of Annihilation dissipated directly, and he retreated continuously.

There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he was obviously injured!

At this time, Ye Xinghe fired two swords in a row, and his aura was extremely weak.

There was blood flowing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his body was shaky. It was obvious that he was completely exhausted!

But for some reason, Zhao Zhichun always felt uneasy.

Ye Xinghe is so energetic and energetic.

No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a person who is under siege and about to die.

He forced down the uneasiness in his heart and let out a low growl.

"Kill, kill Ye Xinghe today, put his soul into the soul fire for torture, and bring him back to the sect to avoid future troubles!"

"Now, come and take this slap from me!"

The next moment, he slapped it with one palm.

Still unremarkable, but full of tyrannical power.

When facing him, Ye Xinghe felt a bit like facing Chu Zhantian.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.

The giant palm print that was a thousand meters high hit Ye Xinghe.

But the strange thing is that Ye Xinghe did not feel any suppressive power.

On the contrary, he felt a strong suction coming from the palm of his hand, pulling him into it.

Ye Xinghe felt that the power of cultivation in his body was almost breaking out of his body and flying towards the hand.

Ye Xinghe understood clearly.

"Could it be said that the magical power that Zhao Zhichun has cultivated can actually absorb the cultivation of others?"

The palm moves slowly but firmly down.

And it has firmly locked Ye Xinghe, making it impossible for him to escape and avoid!

After just a few breaths, he will die.

At this moment, Ye Xinghe suddenly laughed.

"Aren't you coming out yet? If you don't come out, I will destroy it!"

As he spoke, something suddenly appeared in his hand.

It was about five feet long, as thick as a human leg, and its shiny black carapace shone with a thick and tough light.

It looked like an amputation of some giant insect.

Ye Xinghe said, and suddenly punched it.

Suddenly, the thing was smashed to pieces.

Ye Xinghe threw it away casually, then took out another piece of the same thing, pretending to punch it down again.

At this time, an angry voice came loudly.

"stop!"

At the same time, a red fist shadow flew from a distance.

The radius of this punch is only a few meters.

Compared with the huge golden handprint that is a thousand meters high, it is insignificant.

But the power it carries is extremely terrifying.

Colliding with the golden handprint, it directly turned the golden handprint into nothingness.

Zhao Zhichun was so shocked that he took a few steps back!

His face was filled with horror.

The person who takes action is definitely far stronger than him!

Moreover, this extremely concentrated power also vaguely carries the general trend of heaven and earth.

Could it be that the person who came was actually a martial arts mirror master who had absorbed the power of heaven and earth!

In an instant, a dozen figures appeared.

However, everyone from the Divine Sword Sect was surrounded again, showing the trend of encirclement.

The leader was a tall old man with murderous intent in his brows.

After seeing him, Zhao Zhichun exclaimed: "Elder Yan, why are you here!"

The uneasy feeling in his heart became more and more serious.

Yan Tianxing didn't even look at him.

In his eyes, everyone in the Martial God realm is just an ant.

He just stared at Ye Xinghe and said coldly: "Boy, if you dare to move again, try again. If you dare to destroy another place, I will chop you up alive!"

Ye Xinghe was not afraid, he laughed and said: "Old dog, how come you weren't so arrogant in front of the sect leader that day?"

The old man in red robe, Yan Tianxing, was immediately stunned and speechless.

Just staring at him, eyes full of hatred.

One look at this look made people think that if Ye Xinghe fell into his hands, he would probably die an extremely miserable death.

Ye Xinghe said leisurely: "This thing is in my hands. I can destroy it if I want. For me, destroying it is very simple, but for you, the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, it will be a disaster that is unbearable." Bar!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a huge thing appeared in front of him, like a giant golden-horned fairy.

It was the body left by the dead Chu Zhantian!

He suspended his hand above it and said with a smile: "As soon as I drop my hand, I can destroy this thing!"

Seeing this scene, Yan Tianxing's pupils immediately shrank.

He was also fierce, moving forward quickly and shooting away.

He actually intended to kill Ye Xinghe in the lightning flash!

But he is fast, but how can he be faster than Ye Xinghe!

Ye Xinghe didn't hesitate at all, and his hand fell directly downwards.

With a 'click' sound, a gap opened in the body.

Then Yan Tianxing's figure suddenly stopped in the air and stopped there awkwardly.

Ye Xinghe smiled and said: "Why, do you think I am scaring you?"

Yan Tianxing didn't dare to move anymore.

He said in a gloomy voice: "What on earth are you going to do!"

Ye Xinghe smiled and waved: "Go back first."

Yan Tianxing signaled everyone in the Ten Thousand Beast Sect to move back.

The charming girl with a fox tail, Mei Yuyan, murmured in a low voice.

"It's really embarrassing. You are so strong and you are forced to do this!"

Everyone in the Wanshou Sect retreated.

When they looked at Chu Zhantian's body, their faces were filled with solemn expressions.

They didn't know that Chu Zhantian's whole body essence and blood had been condensed into a drop of red heavy blood, which was collected by Ye Xinghe.

They still thought that all the essence of Chu Zhantian was inside his body.

After they retreated, Ye Xinghe suddenly looked behind him, into the long river.

He seemed to be smiling at the empty space in front of him and said: "Okay, you can come out too. Stop hiding. Isn't it embarrassing to be sneaky?"

The river before me was silent.

Yan Tianxing sighed dejectedly and said loudly: "Come out, don't make others laugh!"

With a 'bang' sound, huge waves exploded in the long river.

A giant figure five meters high jumped out.

He is tall and tall, but he has the head of an elephant, with a long trunk hanging down to his waist.

The small eyes shone with a sinister and vicious light.

He was dressed in golden armor and had a necklace on his head.

It looks luxurious and a bit weird. He glanced at Ye Xinghe coldly, remained silent, and retreated to Yan Tianxing's side.