Chapter 195 Killing Fengkong

"Bang!" In the terrifying cyclone, a figure flew out directly and fell to the sea.

"Cough, cough!" Feng Kong coughed up blood continuously, his internal organs were injured, and he was a little embarrassed, but the killing intent in his eyes did not diminish.

Feng Kong's face was a little pale, and the reckless fight with Ye Xiwen had already hurt his vitality. He attacked with his vitality, but he did not expect that Ye Xiwen actually resisted.

The air waves dissipated, Ye Xiwen's figure stood on the sea with a sword, and the figure that dominated the universe stood there, and the sea water spun around him.

"It's really terrifying. That move just now is a secret that is not passed down in the Fengkong division. It is said that their generation has only taught Fengkong one. There have been legends that have been cut down, but I didn't expect it. Ye Xiwen can't be killed!"

"What kind of move depends on who is using it. If it is used by his seniors, then it is not impossible to kill the legend, but how can Feng Kong have that skill, but even so, this Ye Xiwen is really too terrifying. !"

"Yeah, that kind of terrifying move can be resisted hard. This kind of skill is absolutely rare among the younger generation. No wonder he dares to challenge the Eighth Prince. With this strength, the Eighth Prince ten years ago is probably not an opponent. Bar!"

"You are mistaken, it is the Eighth Prince who wants to fight him, not him to challenge the Eighth Prince!"

"The eighth prince wants to use him as a stepping stone to conquer the first page of the world, but unfortunately, it seems that Ye Xiwen is not easy. If he wants to use him as a stepping stone, I am afraid that he thinks too much!"

"You are stronger than I expected!" Feng Kong stood up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at Ye Xiwen coldly and said, "But it is precisely because of this that you have to die even more, the great cause of the Eighth Prince. No one can Block, whoever blocks. Die!"

Fengkong shouted loudly. The whole body began to be swept away, and when he stepped out, he smashed the surface of the sea, and the invisible killing intent was condensed into a substantial killing intent at this time. A phantom gradually appeared behind him, and it was a phantom with a sword running across the world.

Every step of the wind. The phantom behind him is taller. This phantom seems to have come from the age of ancient myths. every step. A large part of the sea water was evaporated, and the monsters in the sea were killed and injured countless times, as if they were an ancient god.

God of Swords!

Ye Xiwen's brows suddenly twitched, and his heart was stunned. This move is somewhat similar to the evolution of the demonic shadow from the Tianyuan Mirror, which can summon the phantom of the ancient powerhouse. But the consumption of this trick, no one knows better than him. He is okay, because there is a Tianyuan mirror issued, and there are endless spiritual stones that can be consumed.

But the wind is empty!

Ye Xiwen took a look,

Sure enough, Feng Kong's face turned paler, and the dense drops of sweat on his face had already fallen to the ground. Every step he took, the Sword God became stronger. overwhelmed Ye Xiwen.

This is a lunatic, this is the only thought left in Ye Xiwen's mind!

This sword god, every step he takes, the power increases by one point, but at the same time, the consumption is also greater by one point. Ye Xiwen did not dare to say that he could endure this kind of terrifying consumption, but Feng Kong held it back. .

Feng Kong is walking faster and faster, now it is not consuming the true essence in the body, but consuming the vitality in the body and overdrawing the life.

Feng Kong doesn't have as much money as Ye Xiwen, and he can't take out the consumption of these ten thousand high-grade spirit stones. The phantom of the ancient sword god is consumed. Although it is not as big as the phantom of the devil, it is far more than that. He can afford it.

Ye Xiwen could almost see that Feng Kong's youthful appearance was changing towards middle-aged and elderly people at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Is it worth it for a so-called eighth prince? Ye Xiwen didn't understand!

Many disciples who were watching the battle didn't understand. Although they didn't know how much the consumption was, they still had eyesight. They could see that Feng Kong was overdrafting his own life, and he would rather overdraft his own life. To kill Ye Xiwen.

For a warrior, how precious time is, it goes without saying that each stage of the warrior has a different length of time, the innate realm is two hundred years, and the true master is five hundred years, only if there is enough time , so that the warrior can go further, and finally achieve the legendary immortality.

Although immortality is only a kind of realm in rumors, each realm will increase the corresponding realm, which makes many people believe that as long as they continue to cultivate, one day they will be able to prove the Tao and not die.

So even a minute and a second is very precious to a martial artist, not to mention that Feng Kong has wasted so many years of life, almost burning life year after year, this kind of crazy The way it is done is simply jaw-dropping.

Finally, the ancient god of the sword made his move, a sword slammed out, the whole long sword was swung, the air was split, the sea water was evaporated, and a terrifying sense of oppression hit Ye Xiwen.

Under this giant sword, Ye Xiwen was like an ant, a terrifying divine might.

Ye Xiwen's heart trembled slightly, but he had no other choice. He walked with mysterious steps and danced with sword intent in his hand.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Every time Ye Xiwen collided with the long sword in the hand of the ancient sword god, the endless air burst open, and Yu Bō swept like a storm.

Everyone was stunned. Ye Xiwen was too terrifying. In the face of this terrifying exercise, he was able to hold on to it, and he was able to counterattack constantly.

There was also a trace of blood seeping from the corner of Ye Xiwen's mouth, but he didn't feel anything.

He could feel this kind of terrifying pressure, and he would have been cut in half long ago if he changed to ordinary people.

But Ye Xiwen's tyrannical body is too powerful. "Basic Body Art" itself is to train the body into a tyrannical body that can tear apart even innate gods and demons, and even the innate gods and demons can be torn apart. and strong.

What's more, there is a Tianyuan mirror inside, sharing a huge part of the strength, otherwise, Ye Xiwen would not be as simple as bleeding from the corner of his mouth, after all, Ye Xiwen is fighting with others!

This is real hard work!

Ye Xiwen is doing his best, now it is up to both sides to see who can't hold on first, Ye Xiwen is waiting, Feng Kong originally wanted to kill him first, but he soon found out that he couldn't, and had to fight quickly, but now it was Ye Xiwen's turn , to consume the air to death.

Now Ye Xiwen has mobilized the true essence of his body, trying his best to immerse himself in the swordsmanship, not to be affected by his terrifying coercion.

This pressure is really terrifying, just like the Tianyuan Mirror's suppression of the demons, this sword god's suppression of the sword user has reached an unimaginable level. This is the god of the sword user.

Ye Xiwen could only be immersed in the terrifying Sword Intent, borrowing that Sword Intent to fight, intuitively and ruthlessly killing, and nothing else.

No joy, no worries, no emotion at all!

"You must die!" Feng Kong coughed blood, his hair was half white, and the sword of the sword god behind him swung suddenly, and the endless sword energy attacked Ye Xiwen.

These sword qi are like splendid stars, combined into a sword river, setting off a monstrous sword wave, swooping towards Ye Xiwen.

When facing this sword wave, Ye Xiwen felt like he was about to suffocate, and the air was instantly evaporated.

The waves of swords rushed in, and the terrifying energy was pressing in. Every sword energy contained the supreme truth of kendo. Even with the strength of Ye Xiwen's flesh, it was forced to make the bones creak.

This phantom has been pushed to the extreme by Feng Kong, and to kill Ye Xiwen, at this moment, in the world, only this phantom and his sword are left!

"It's terrible, who can take this sword!"

"Feng Kong is indeed a peerless talent, and he is the so-called peerless genius in their sect. This fighting power is really terrifying to the extreme, but unfortunately it ends here, even if he can kill Ye Xiwen, he has overdrawn so much. From the perspective of life, there is no way to last much longer!"

The countless disciples around were amazed. They could feel the horror of this phantom just by watching, but Ye Xiwen actually resisted it.

Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth, only to feel that the universe was shattered, entering the great reincarnation of heaven and earth, and the endless earth shattered.

Ye Xiwen was not afraid, the stronger the opponent, the stronger Ye Xiwen's counterattack. Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth, waiting for an opportunity.

"Cough cough!" Finally, Feng Kong coughed, his hands shook, and the entire phantom's movements stagnated.

"Ah!" Ye Xiwen screamed, and when he got the sword intent, it suddenly became bigger and rose into the sky, smashing all the cloud energy in that moment, and slashed down at the phantom.

"Pfft!" The entire phantom was cut in half by the long sword at that instant, and at that instant, it was pierced, and the endless sword intent smashed the phantom of the sword god.

At that moment, the phantom of the Sword God collapsed suddenly, turning into a little bit scattered between the heaven and the earth.

"Pfft!" Feng Kong spurted out a mouthful of blood. He didn't know when a sword was inserted in his mouth. It was the sword that Ye Xiwen snatched from his hand. With the blood trickling out.

The consciousness in my mind gradually blurred, and I could vaguely hear someone calling.

A scene from what I had experienced appeared in my mind.

Born as an orphan, he robbed the dog for food when he was a child, met the master, was brought back, became a genius in the limelight, and then met him!

"Let's conquer the world, bring the world into the rule of the Great Unity, and let things like you not repeat themselves!"

"Boom!" Feng Kong fell down and slowly sank into the sea. ! .