Chapter 415 My Intention Is to Kill

At least, in the effort of this half stick of incense, he has already seen that this scar-faced child has taken no less than fifty top-quality pills.

Even he, Mr. Feng's Ring of Sumeru, definitely does not have so many top-quality pills.

"If such a monstrosity is left behind, it will be a disaster to the world. Master, please forgive me for disobedience."

Feng Xifeng's icy eyes suddenly shot out cold stars.

With two palms and one box, the Divine Will sword that was constantly circling around the body suddenly stopped.

The rotten silver in the sky disappeared, and the glow in the sky suddenly faded, causing the clouds in the sky to tremble.

The dark blue sky and the afterglow of the setting sun produce the last touch of brilliant red.

The scarlet sword that was always jumping in the void finally fell into Feng Xifeng's hands.

He caressed the blade of the sword, his eyes revealed intoxicating affection, and he said without warning, "This sword has been with me for nine years and two hundred and seven days. Since five years ago, a certain swordsmanship has achieved great success. As soon as this sword was released, the group of demons forced them to retreat, beheading 327 demons, eighteen people in the liquid condensate state, and there is no calculation below the sea of ​​​​qi. When the sword comes out, the thief is destroyed, and no one can stand in front of it. You are the first one who can support half a stick of incense under the sword of divine intent."

"Thank you for the compliment, maybe there are rewards!"

Xu Yi smiled slightly.

Click, the branch under the buttocks of the ancestor of the Wen family suddenly collapsed.

It's a boring drama, seeing it now, it's only three-pointed, how can I tolerate the little thief's deflection of painting style.

Feng Xifeng's chest suddenly constricted, he raised his head, his eyes were gray, "Xia Chong is indescribable, I just want to pay tribute to you, but I didn't expect you to be an ordinary person, then suffer - die -!"

"Condensation!"

Feng Xifeng yelled, his body compressed suddenly, his whole body was half short, and the Divine Will sword in his palm suddenly blazed brightly, looking like a bright torch from a distance. Suddenly, within a radius of a hundred feet, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and the clouds on the horizon were blown away, and the huge waterfall in the distance was blown up by this strong wind.

This huge power that changed the expression of heaven and earth immediately attracted everyone's attention. The tragic battle outside the giant waterfall was stagnated. Countless people had to stop fighting and stabilize their bodies with all their strength.

"I mean to kill!"

Feng Xifeng let out a loud shout, and raised the Divine Will sword in his hand violently. In an instant, the Divine Will sword soared ten feet, stretching across the sky and the earth.

The terrifying killing intent overwhelmed the surrounding beasts, which were hundreds of meters high, and blew themselves up one after another.

At this moment, the strife in front of the giant waterfall has completely stopped, and all eyes are condensed on the interweaving of bright silver and scarlet.

"Die!"

Feng Xifeng spat out a mouthful of blood, and the ten-foot-long Divine Will Sword slashed down with supreme killing intent. As soon as the sword came out, the huge coercion caused the two sides of the river, which was ten feet below, to separate, forming a vortex several feet deep. At the point of the sword, a black hole appeared.

The killing intent is all over the sky, and the sword is boundless!

Xu Yi didn't move, his closed eyes suddenly opened, as if even his flesh and blood felt that this was the time of life and death, the tiny pores closed instantly, the hairs straightened as if charged by electricity, the spiritual platform was clear, facing the scorching sun that was as red as blood.

He caught it!

The killing intent was all over the sky, the sword intent was all over the sky, and he caught it easily.

The iron essence in his hand, which was so hot that it was about to scorch the flesh, suddenly surged, and met the sword that could cut through the mountains.

Yinliang meets Xuanchi, clang!

As soon as it hit his ears, Xu Yi's pores exploded!

clang!

Feng Xifeng couldn't believe his ears, under the divine will, everything was shattered, what is it that can block the divine will sword and make the sound of striking.

Under the huge earthquake, Feng Xifeng used his eyesight enough to see what could block the Divine Will Sword, but he saw a scene that he will never forget and heartbreak.

In mid-air, the Divine Will Sword disintegrated with a bang, and the last lingering lingering glow of the setting sun reflected thousands of spots of red gold, spilling down the long river.

The divine will sword is shattered!

The divine will sword is shattered!

Not only Feng Xifeng, but everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded.

Da Yue Sword King Feng Xifeng, the sword of divine will is absolutely supernatural!

The King of Swords of Dayue, half body prestige, is limited to this sword, and now, the Divine Will Sword actually shattered.

Everyone lost their minds, but Xu Yi was the only one who was bright and energetic. He retracted his iron spirit, which was enlarged by a full circle, and his body flashed with lightning, and he rushed towards Feng Xifeng. Countless circles of energy emerged from his left palm and right palm, and when they merged into a dragon, he roared and rolled towards Feng Xifeng.

Feng Xifeng lost his mind, even if the sky fell, he would definitely not be able to get his attention back.

The air dragon arrived in an instant, hitting Feng Xifeng's chest, with a click, the top-quality cassock shattered, and Feng Xifeng spurted a mouthful of blood.

Still in shock, Xu Yi was already in front of him, Feng Xifeng suddenly felt his left hand go cold, he stared and saw that his left hand had been grabbed, and the scar-faced child was holding a green stick, and struck him head-on.

The power of the nameless green stick is as tyrannical as a thin crane, once the stick goes down, it loses its resistance.

Feng Xifeng has been on guard secretly for a long time, and has long regarded it as the supreme secret method of the concept of infinity.

Frightened and quick-witted, he slammed his palm on the left wrist, and unexpectedly took off his left arm. He stomped on his feet, and his true energy was like a drum. A cloud of smoke slipped away, even the Xumi ring on the wrist was too late to miss.

Xu Yiwan didn't expect Feng Xifeng to be so ruthless, so he took Xu Mihuan away and chased him away.

The coercion of Feng has been oppressing him for a long time, and Xu Yi has long hated it to the bone, so it will be better if he doesn't beat the dog in the water now.

After chasing and fleeing, a strange scene that shocked everyone's jaws was born.

Feng Xifeng fled in a hurry, and Taoist Scarface followed closely behind.

Such a style of painting is really eye-catching.

In the depths of everyone's memory, King Feng Jian was the existence second only to the patriarch Senshun. He was dressed in white with fluttering sleeves, and he held a sword to protect his body.

Really a peerless master, coercing the Quartet.

Even before half a stick of incense, King Feng Jian was still able to contend with the ancestors of the Wen family, chasing the scar-faced boy with no way to go to the sky, no way to enter the earth, and the sword of God's will, the scar-faced boy can only parry, and has no power to fight back. The sword is everywhere, and the scar-faced boy is covered with bruises.

Suddenly, the situation was reversed and the painting style changed. Feng Jianwang, who has always been a hero and invincible, was chased and fled by his defeated generals back then. What's the matter!

There was Lengtouqing who really couldn't stand this style of painting, and suddenly opened his voice and roared angrily, "You are the king of swords, how can you be scared to death if you can die in battle!"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Xifeng's pale handsome face immediately burned red, his anger surged, and he immediately activated his sword tactics to take that person's life.

Unexpectedly, the movement of the sword formula has lost its sense.

Feng Xifeng's shattered heart was shattered into slag.

"The majestic sword king, running away without thinking like this is really disrespectful, why don't you stop, we did a game, and I will give you an arm!"

Xu Yiyuan laughed, trying his best to ridicule.

There was no other way, even if Feng Xifeng was injured physically and mentally, Yu Jian had consumed a lot of vitality before, and the foundation was still there. After a while, he couldn't catch up, so he had to resort to aggressive methods.