Chapter 047 The Black Golden Flying Sword

"The semi-highest flying sword is indeed amazing! It actually smashed the middle-grade Japanese sword in an instant!" The monks exclaimed, and at the same time, Ye Long smiled at the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and shot out a black spirit talisman, rumbling... The black light was dazzling, and the thunder sounded, blocking the blood-killing sword and shaking it out.

"Yinsha Thunder Talisman!"

Ye Feng was slightly shocked. The Yinsha Thunder Talisman was a spiritual talisman made by condensed Yinsha underground. It has great power. Although the thunder Talisman used by Ye Long was a low-grade, it was equivalent to a full-strength attack by the foundation-building cultivator. It was even slightly better than the low-grade golden needle talisman that Ye Feng had used at the beginning. Otherwise, it would not be possible to knock the blood-killing sword away at once.

The monks watching the battle were also shocked. They didn't expect Ye Long to have such a rare thunder talisman!

Ye Feng's blood-killing sword was blown up by Yin Lei, and his spiritual consciousness was almost wiped out. Ye Feng himself suffered a huge recoil, and his qi and blood were churning in his chest. If it weren't for the suppression and treatment of the water spirit power, he would have vomited blood on the spot.

"Suffer to die!"

The Blood Killing Sword temporarily escaped from Ye Feng's control and fell to the side. Ye Long did not give Ye Feng a chance to breathe. Without waiting for Ye Feng to control the Blood Killing Sword before, he immediately waved his hand and a black sword light emitted from his sleeve, attacking Ye Feng at a speed that was no less than the Blood Killing Sword light.

"It's another half-best flying sword!" The monks were surprised. Ye Tianzheng, Li Muer, Sun Yun and others began to worry about Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's blood-killing sword is comparable to Ye Long's flying sword, but it was blown down by Yin thunder at this time. It was too late to retract and resist. Facing Ye Long's flying sword assassination, Ye Feng did not have Yinsha Thunder Talisman!

"Ye Long really has some tricks. He first sacrificed a medium-grade Japanese sword to weaken the power of the blood-killing sword, and then he did not hesitate to blow down my blood-killing sword in one fell swoop. Then he suddenly sacrificed the semi-highest flying sword that had been hidden in his sleeves, in order to catch me off guard, but it was a bit similar to my killing of Qian Ao. Unfortunately, I am not Qian Ao!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly and thought about the whole story in an instant. His face was calm. He used to revive the blood-killing sword and stroke the storage bag. The light flashed, and the black spirit shield of the lower-grade magic weapon appeared in an instant, becoming larger, blocking Ye Long's black sword light.

Click!

The black spirit shield encountered the black sword light and immediately made a dull sound. It was shattered by the sword light on the spot. The sword light continued to attack. Ye Feng felt distressed and shook his body. The python leather robe he wore on his body flashed light, and a golden transparent light curtain immediately appeared around him.

Click!

Ye Long has a high cultivation level, and the semi-highest flying sword is extremely sharp, far from comparable to Li Si's magic. Even if he crushes the black spirit shield of the lower-grade defensive magic weapon, his power is still very great. He suddenly breaks the light curtain shield released from the python leather robe, and continues to assassinate Ye Feng's vital points.

"disease!"

Ye Feng had expected that while he was sacrificing the Black Spirit Shield, he had already gathered water-blue spiritual power with one hand and drew dots and paintings in the air, and began to prepare spells. At this time, an ice needle technique was just completed. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated, and the air temperature suddenly dropped. A water-blue ice needle the size of an embroidery needle turned into a cold light, which accurately collided with the sword light.

"What a skilled ice needle technique!"

The monks were overwhelmed with the sight. If they were ordinary monks in the Qi training stage, even if they had two hands together, they would be far inferior to Ye Feng's casting speed with one hand.

"Ye Feng is also a talent, or I can really add him to the sect!" Jiang Jinghong, the senior brother of the outer sect of Yuntai Sect, said with surprise in his eyes and he was quite interested.

Ye Feng's cultivation level has improved greatly, and the power of the Ice Needle Technique has also been greatly improved. It is far from the ice Needle that defeated Qian Lishi on the spot. When he met Ye Long's sword light, he immediately shattered, but finally dispersed the sword light. Only then did the cultivators see clearly the body of the sword light, which was a shiny and shiny ancient sword.

"Black gold flying sword! The black gold flying sword of the Donghu people is no less powerful than the Tianhe Golden Sand Sword in the Western Regions. How could Ye Long have a black gold flying sword? Or a half-best?" Ye Feng saw the variety of flying swords at a glance and thought in surprise.

At the same time, Ye Long was slightly shocked. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng had so many defensive methods, and the flying sword had arrived beside him, but he was finally blocked.

"die!"

Ye Long was unwilling to give up, so he shouted coldly and immediately shot a sword technique in the air. The black gold flying sword that had already stopped was immediately activated again and rushed towards Ye Feng who was close to him.

"It's too late!"

Ye Feng sneered, slapped with one hand, and a low-grade light talisman obtained from Qian Ao was already attached to his body. His feet moved slightly, crossing two steps, his body was blurred like a ghost, and had moved two feet away. When the Black Golden Flying Sword was chasing him, the Blood Killing Sword had already flashed with bloody light and flew up from the ground, just in time to meet the Black Golden Flying Sword!

Gnaw...

The sword light flashed, Ye Fengyu used the blood-killing flying sword, Ye Longyu used the black gold flying sword, and two half-high-quality flying swords intertwined, and for a moment there was no distinction between the top and bottom.

"call!"

Ye Tianzheng, Sun Yun and others finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Ye Feng escaped from danger.

"It depends on how long it will take for you to last!" Ye Long said fiercely.

Ye Feng didn't speak, but just used the flying sword with all his strength. Ye Long's cultivation was one level better than him, but he had the help of the Nine Heavens Profound Cauldron and was also a water-based cultivator. His spiritual power was known for his longevity, so naturally it was impossible to exhaust than Ye Long.

Ye Long practiced the gold-type martial arts, which are the same as Ye Feng's current Nine Heavens Mysterious Sutra. At the same time, the mid-grade martial arts are known for their sharpness. With the black sword flying sword, it is rare enemies in the same level.

However, Ye Feng was reborn and accepted many blood corpse beads, as well as three iron corpse beads and one python-patterned spiritual pill. His divine thoughts were even stronger than Ye Long and he had a great advantage in sword control, so Ye Long could not conquer for a while.

Soon, Ye Long saw the clues and knew that he had lost the previous opportunity. Whether it was a long battle or a quick battle, he could not do anything to Ye Feng. So while using the sword, he gritted his teeth and stroked the storage bag again, took out a Yinsha thunder talisman, and threw it at Ye Feng.

"What's going on? How many Yinsha thunder talismans does Ye Long have?" Ye Feng was slightly surprised, but his movements were not slow at all. He immediately stepped on the seven-star stern steps and flew to the side.

Boom!

The Yin Thunder exploded, which made Ye Feng's ears buzz. Fortunately, Ye Feng's footwork was magical and he just avoided it. Otherwise, he would have lost ten lives if he was blown up by the Yin Sha Thunder Talisman!

Boom! Boom!

Ye Feng had just stopped, Ye Long threw another one over, and Ye Feng quickly flashed again, and then Ye Long kept throwing out the Yinsha Thunder Talisman, and Ye Feng could only keep dodging!

"There are so many thunder talismans! But I want to see how much more it can be!"

Ye Feng sneered. No matter how many thunder talismans there are, it is useless to not be able to explode him. It is impossible to explode blood and kill the sword. Before, Ye Long used a trick to succeed. Now Ye Feng will never give Ye Long the same chance again!

"What kind of footwork is this? How could it be so magical? If it were an ordinary Qi training cultivator, he would have been killed by Ye Long's Yinsha Thunder Talisman several times!"

The monks were amazed and realized the magic of Ye Feng's footwork.

When an ordinary monk fights, it is difficult to dodge the opponents of the same level of opponents, and they can only resist. Unless the two monks have a huge difference in their realms, they can dodge with their body skills like Ye Feng, otherwise the spirit skills will not be so popular. However, Ye Feng knew that the seven-star remnant step is magical, and the light amulet that can speed up the body skills also plays a great role!

"This step method is somewhat similar to our legendary seven-star step. Could it be that Ye Feng got the seven-star step, or what is the relationship between this step method and the seven-star step?"

The senior brother of Yuntai Sect, Jiang Jinghong, had his eyes lit up and showed a look of thought.

Finally, Ye Long no longer used the Yinsha Thunder Talisman, but focused on controlling the Black Golden Flying Sword to fight Ye Feng. Seeing this, Ye Feng no longer used the Seven Star Remaining Steps and fought with all his strength, but he remained vigilant to prevent Ye Long from having the Yinsha Thunder Talisman or using other spiritual talismans.

"Ye Feng can't hold on!"

Soon, the monk with good eyesight found that Ye Feng's sword light began to dim, as if the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted. Ye Long was overjoyed when he saw this, but he did not have much doubt. He had spent more than half of his spiritual power when he practiced Qi and practiced the Great Perfection of Qi. It was normal that Ye Feng could not hold on for the first time with low cultivation.

However, Ye Feng was actually pretending that he was a water-based cultivator and with the help of the Nine Heavens Profound Cauldron, his spiritual power was also rapidly recovering. Although the sword was consumed a lot, the spiritual power in his body now had at least seven levels, which was more abundant than the spiritual power in Ye Long’s body!

The reason why his sword light was scattered was to confuse Ye Long!

"Die!"

In order to be more realistic, Ye Feng took out a spirit stone and held it in his hand, as if he wanted to use it to replenish the consumed spiritual power. Ye Long did not give Ye Feng a chance to breathe, and immediately shouted loudly, increasing the offensive like a storm, and was determined to exhaust Ye Feng's spiritual power as soon as possible, and then kill Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was secretly happy, but there was a panic on the surface, and the sword light became more and more scattered. The Blood Killing Sword was completely suppressed by the Wujin Sword and kept moving towards Ye Feng's direction. Ye Feng could only keep retreating.

Soon Ye Feng retreated to the high building in the center, and the light of the Blood Killing Sword was extremely dimmed. Ye Long laughed loudly, and suddenly urged the Black Golden Sword to shake off the Blood Killing Sword and rushed towards Ye Feng.

Seeing this, the monks exclaimed. Zhao Qian, Zhao Jie, Qian Li, Wei Jianfei, Sun Yi and others were overjoyed. Ye Tianzheng, Sun Yun, Li Muer and others couldn't bear to see it anymore and they turned their faces.

However, at this moment, the situation changed unexpectedly to everyone. The panic on Ye Feng's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a cold look. He shouted violently, his eyes shot out with a divine light, and suddenly a powerful aura emanated from his whole body.

Although this aura is still the aura of the ninth level of Qi training, it is much thicker than before, and it does not look like the aura that a cultivator who practices a mid-grade martial arts can emit!
Chapter completed!