Chapter 1288: The Power of the Spirit Orb of Death

"Oh my god, is Ye Chenfeng crazy? The two of them teamed up just now, and they were no match for the ancestor of Jingyue. Now he dares to challenge alone. Is he looking for death?"

"Looking for death? Have you ever seen that evildoer who thinks he has a short life? Ye Chenfeng dared to single out the ancestor of Jingyue, must he have something to rely on?"

Seeing Ye Chenfeng, whose face was slightly pale but full of fighting spirit, everyone's attention was focused on him.

"Brother, what do you think Ye Chenfeng relies on?" Lei Zixin stared at Ye Chenfeng closely, and asked expectantly.

"I can't figure it out!"

The strength of the ancestor of Jingyue is too terrifying, and the golden god of war he controls is indestructible. Lei Zifan can't think of any other means to fight against him.

"Junior, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!"

The golden God of War's empty eyes burst out with a strong murderous intent. He stepped forward, spanning more than ten feet in an instant, and appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng. Want to punch his body.

"Sword step!"

The ancestor of the mirror moon punched, and Ye Chenfeng immediately dodged with his sword steps. In an instant, he increased his speed by ten times, and brushed the golden fist of the ancestor of the mirror moon, and approached his body.

Then, Ye Chenfeng fused the power of the Death Spirit Orb, and punched the body of the ancestor of Jingyue, hitting his shining golden battle suit.

Relying on the invincible defense of the Golden God of War, the ancestor of Jingyue resisted the power of Ye Chenfeng's punch, but the power of the death spirit beads filled with the fist light blasted into his body through the golden battle suit.

"No, what kind of power is this!"

Being attacked by the Death Spirit Orb, the ancestor of Jingyue felt great pain and let out a painful roar.

Seeing that the Spirit Orb of Death has fatal damage to dead objects as he imagined, Ye Chenfeng continued to fuse the Orb of Death, and continuously blasted a powerful fist light, bombarding the body of the Golden God of War, Through the golden battle suit, the soul of the ancestor of Jingyue was constantly damaged, forcing him to retreat in successive defeats.

"Hey, what's going on here!"

Seeing the ancestor of Jingyue dodging left and right and screaming in pain, everyone present was dumbfounded.

The first ancestor of Jingyue, who was still invincible and invincible in the world, was crushed and beaten by Ye Chenfeng in an instant, and he had no power to fight back. The scene in front of him completely subverted everyone's imagination.

"What kind of power did Ye Chenfeng use, and why did he turn the situation around in an instant!"

Lei Zixin widened her beautiful eyes, fixedly staring at Ye Chenfeng who kept shaking her heart and arousing her interest, and muttered to herself.

"Hey, compared to him, I'm too far behind!"

The talent is amazing. Lei Zifan, who is known as the first person of the younger generation of the Lei Clan, rarely admires a person, but seeing Ye Chenfeng's performance today, he was completely conquered. No matter the strength or means that Ye Chenfeng showed, he was far behind. .

"Eight Direction Killing Fist."

The ancestor of Jingyue, who was continuously attacked by Ye Chenfeng's fusion of death spirit beads, launched a jedi counterattack, blasting out more than ten punches in an instant, sealing a large area of ​​void, and blasting towards Ye Chenfeng .

There is no way to avoid it, burning the heavenly holy fire, and the purple holy thunder sprayed out of Ye Chenfeng's body, and bombarded the powerful Bafang Killing Fist one after another. The physical body of the same level, hard to regret the ultimate move launched by the ancestor of the mirror moon.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a thunderous explosion in the sky.

Ye Chenfeng was blown away by a lore fist, leaving a lot of blood mist in midair.

"Ye, Mr. Ye will be fine!"

Watching Ye Chenfeng being blown away by the ancestor of Jingyue, Yin Ruoxi asked nervously with a deep worry on her charming face.

"It should be fine!"

Although he didn't fight against the ancestor of the mirror moon, Yin Jiuyao felt the horror of the ancestor of the mirror moon's attack. Even if he regretted the attack of the ancestor of the mirror moon, he would be severely injured.

"Whoosh!"

Just when Yin Ruoxi and the others were sweating for Ye Chenfeng and worried secretly, Ye Chenfeng summoned golden wings and flying feathers, and with a violent flap, endless winds rolled up and flew over, fused with the power of the Death Orb If he continued to attack, he would definitely kill the soul of the ancestor of the mirror moon hidden in the golden god of war.

"I want to see how many punches you can resist me!"

The ancestor of Jingyue didn't expect Ye Chenfeng's defense to be so amazing. Unfortunately, he was only slightly injured by the Bafang Killing Fist, and continued to use the Bafang Killing Fist to kill Ye Chenfeng.

"Ancient Ming Song!"

When the ancestor of the mirror moon attacked with all his strength, the brain devoured it at a very high speed and evolved into a large number of patterns of Taoism, playing the ancient ghost song to attack the soul of the ancestor of the mirror moon in the golden god of war.

Being attacked by the ancient Ming song, the offensive of the ancestor of Jingyue was immediately affected. Seizing this opportunity, Ye Chenfeng used the attack speed to the extreme, and successively attacked the Golden God of War with fists dragging the tail of death. Through him, he was indestructible. body, hurting the ancestor of the mirror moon.

The soul's injury became more and more serious, and the Patriarch Jingyue, who was roaring in pain, suddenly burned his powerful soul, raised his own strength to the limit, and fought back with all his strength, which was bound to kill Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng relied on his powerful defense and the Death Spirit Orb, and when he fought fiercely with the ancestor of Jingyue, the Chaos God Beast and the Sword Spirit Puppet teamed up to continuously inflict heavy damage on Daoist Jinghua, cutting off his vitality.

"Old man, go to hell with me!"

When the sword spirit puppet knocked the real Jinghua back with a sword, the chaotic beast exploded with a force of more than 200 million catties, raised the ancient bronze coffin high up, and smashed at him like a mountain, directly smashing Jinghua, who was seriously injured and unable to dodge. The real person fell from mid-air to the ground, directly smashing his right arm that was fully defended.

"Taizu..."

Seeing the real person Jinghua fall from mid-air to the ground, the disciples of the Mirror Moon Sect let out a cry of weeping. At this time, the sense of superiority that the Mirror Moon Sect gave them was completely shattered, leaving only fear and powerlessness in their hearts.

"Buzz!"

The chaotic void trembled, the sword spirit puppet and the black dragon holy sword fused together, turned into an invincible divine sword, and slashed at the real Jinghua who smashed into the ground, split his body with a sword, and exploded his lower body.

"Go to hell!"

The Chaos Divine Beast threw out the ancient bronze coffin forcefully, smashing the head of Jinghua before the real person blew himself up, and ended his life.

Aware of the scene where the real Jinghua was killed by the combined efforts of the chaotic beast and the sword spirit puppet, Jing Kehan, who tried his best to resist Qian Minghou's attack, fell into panic.

At this time, he could only pin all his hopes on the ancestor of Jingyue, but when he looked at the sky, the hope in his heart was shattered.

Because he saw that the ancestor of Jingyue Sect, the biggest reliance of Jingyue Sect, was blasted dozens of feet from mid-air by Ye Chenfeng's punch full of death power, and hit a lofty and tall mountain in the distance, shaking the whole A mountain crumbled.

"How could this be, how could his strength be so terrifying!"

Jing Kehan ​​was in a state of disarray, the development of the battle far exceeded his imagination, and the strength and cards shown by Ye Chenfeng and others made him even more desperate.

"You, what treasure do you have on you!"

The ancestor of Jingyue was full of confidence in the defense of the Golden God of War. Even ordinary holy treasures would find it difficult to pierce the defense of the Golden God of War. However, Ye Chenfeng blasted out the power in his fist, but it easily penetrated the Golden God of War and directly damaged his body. Soul, this made him suspect that Ye Chenfeng had a shocking treasure on him.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Ye Chenfeng responded coldly, turning into a golden light in mid-air, and continued to attack the ancestor of Jingyue.

Under Ye Chenfeng's tide-like offensive attack, the Golden God of War was knocked into the air again and again, smashing into pieces the majestic mountains around Jingyuezong.

The ancestor of Jingyue, who was hiding in the Golden God of War, was shattered by the power of the Death Spirit Orb, faintly unable to hold on.

"Boy, send me to hell!"

The soul body was shattered, unable to withstand Ye Chenfeng's fierce attack, the ancestor of Jingyue, who was on the verge of death, let out a shrill sound, and suddenly flew out of the Golden God of War, turned into a soul light, and attacked Ye Chenfeng's mind.

Between life and death, he wanted to tear Ye Chenfeng's soul apart and kill him.