Chapter 1145: Rakshasa Knife Buries the Divine Arm!

Click, click, click!

There were three crisp sounds in succession, and a dark light flew away from where Tai Chi Zhenren was.

Tai Chi Zhenren suddenly exclaimed.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, Tai Chi Zhenren gasped, and at the same time, his heart trembled, and he said secretly: "It's over, my life is over." ”

Xu Ye's sword was fierce and sharp, and he actually forced the Nanming Lihuo Sword in Tai Chi Zhenren's hand to crash away.

Nan Mingli's fire sword is ranked above the Rakshasa knife, but it can't withstand the Rakshasa knife, it can be seen that the level of the treasure is not very important, the key is to see whose hand the treasure is held, if it is a mortal, that is, the artifact in his hand, I am afraid that it will not be able to exert much power, and it is not known if it will damage one's own life.

Nan Mingli's fire sword was shattered, and Tai Chi Zhenren had already injured Zhenyuan.

A fierce force made his qi and blood surge, and he didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out, which was already a high level of cultivation.

At a second glance, there are sharp knives in front of him, which can really be described as a crazy knife troubled world.

Xu Ye's sword posture is really domineering.

It looks messy, but under the power of the supreme sword, the messy knife momentum just makes the opponent nowhere to be found.

Cultivating to reach the level of Tai Chi Zhenren, he knows that he is powerful, and there is only one thing he can do at this time, and everything else is in vain, that is, he closes his eyes and waits for death.

The difference in strength between Zhiji and Xu Ye is really not a little bit.

Unable to fight again.

The smiling Buddha was already clear in his chest, and seeing that Nan Ming in the hand of Tai Chi Zhenren had taken off the fire sword, he also screamed in his heart: "It's over, Amitabha, Buddha, it seems that the poor monk is really going to see you this time." ”

At this moment, in the midst of the chaotic knives, Xu Ye gathered his knives and slashed down wildly towards Tai Chi Zhenren.

And Tai Chi Zhenren seems to have given up resistance, standing there motionless.

If this knife goes down, Tai Chi Zhenren will definitely be divided into two, Xu Ye is proud in his heart.

He knew the identity of Tai Chi Zhenren, and he was also a top-level existence in the cultivation world, and if he slashed him with a knife today, it would also be a good thing for Liwei to show his face.

The blade was extremely fast, getting closer and closer to the top of Tai Chi Zhenren's head.

One foot!

Seven-foot, five-foot, three-foot......

Just when the blade of the Rakshasa knife was only three feet away from the top of Tai Chi Zhenren's head, Tai Chi Zhenren only felt that his shoulder was grabbed by a huge force, and under this huge force, Tai Chi Zhenren had no power to resist at all, so he was pulled to the rear alive.

Tai Chi Zhenren was suddenly startled, and hurriedly flashed his eyes, but saw that in the position where he was standing just now, a figure appeared, and this figure completely replaced his position, and this figure was none other than the evil venerable, Yan Fei.

The next moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

Not long ago, Xu Ye relied on his strong body to resist the long sword in the hands of Tai Chi Zhenren with only one arm, and he was not damaged at all.

This time, Yan Fei almost did the same.

Facing the head-on sword, Yan Fei raised his left arm high above his head, and with only one arm, he resisted Xu Ye's Rakshasa Divine Knife.

The same action has a completely different meaning.

The sword in Tai Chi Zhenren's hand at that time was not of high grade, and Tai Chi Zhenren was a master of the Immortal Dao, and his sword power would not be very strong.

Xu Ye is different, he is a pure martial arts master, and the knife in his hand is a rare divine sword.

The knife technique used can be called godless under the knife.

There were not even gods and demons left under his sword, and the power of this knife was by no means comparable to the sword of Tai Chi Zhenren at that time.

That's it, Yan Fei stubbornly blocked it with one arm.

Of course, what he used was the Burial God Arm that had been refined by divine power.

Rumble!

This knife was sturdy, and the strong sword power shot out in all directions, destroying and decaying, and all the houses within a radius of 100 zhang were crushed by the sword power and turned into puffs of smoke and dust.

Yan Fei's whole person, under Xu Ye's sword power, his whole life was shortened.

His feet were directly shocked into the ground, and all the calves were submerged into the ground, which made his whole person seem to be shorter, but his spine did not bend in the slightest, his burial arm was still horizontal on the top of his head, and Xu Ye's Rakshasa knife blade was still on Yan Fei's burial arm.

Originally, there were shouts all around, but at this moment, everything was silent, and tens of thousands of people were silent.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Yan Fei's body, and more than eighty percent of the people were too shocked, their mouths were wide open, and their eyes were round, even the Tianlu real person who had been silent and seemed unfathomable, and he couldn't help but show a little surprise at this moment.

It was as if time had stood still at this moment.

Even Xu Ye was completely shocked, so much so that he was holding the Rakshasa knife, the blade was still pressing Yan Fei's burial arm, he looked at this scene in a daze, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

The brothers on Yan Fei's side were all stupid on the spot.

Although they knew that Yan Fei's recast Burial God Arm was very powerful, Xu Ye's Rakshasa Knife was not ordinary after all, and it was too risky to resist the Rakshasa Knife with only one arm.

Unexpectedly, he resisted stubbornly.

Xu Ye was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a huge force repulse, making his Rakshasa knife almost come out of his hand, which made Xu Ye come back to his senses.

Xu Ye held the Rakshasa knife and retreated more than a dozen steps before he could barely stand firm, his hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, the power of the knife was too strong, and the power of the shock was difficult for him to lose weight.

But all this has been completely replaced by shock.

He looked at Yan Fei quietly, his eyes full of shock and incredulity.

Yan Fei's funeral arm emitted a huge force, and after bounced Xu Ye away, his whole body rose from the ground and fell to the ground again.

Slowly moved the Burial God Arm.

He put the burial god's arm across his eyes, and after looking closely, he couldn't help frowning, but he saw that the burial god's arm was actually split by a rakshasa knife, and the scar was not shallow, and the white bones could already be seen faintly.

That's it, Xu Ye's combat power is indeed extraordinary, this Rakshasa knife is really good, if I hadn't recast the Burial God Arm, it would be really difficult to resist his sword with only the immortal sword body.

Yan Fei secretly admired in his heart.

The blade is in the bone, and the pain is incomparable, but for Yan Fei, pain has long been commonplace.

The scars of the Burial God Arm were rapidly repairing themselves, and after Yan Fei moved for a while, he looked at Xu Ye with a flash.

Xu Ye ...... Known as the Savage King, also known as the God of the Sword, well, yes, really good, if there are more masters like you among the human race, the deity will not have to work so hard. ”

Yan Fei's words, Xu Ye naturally didn't understand.

Xu Ye's irascible personality was also suppressed by Fang Cai's knife, he looked at his blade in a daze, and then turned his head to look at Yan Fei.

"You, what demon technique did you use, how is it possible, how is this possible?"