Chapter 1110: Excalibur Heaven Descends to Slash Immortal God!

Yan Fei's punch, the power of the Burial God Arm, wrapped around his own sword element, almost ninety percent condensed on the fist blade, the power of the Burial God Fist, even the body of the Divine Domain Immortal can hardly resist.

Don't say that what appears in the human realm is just a doppelganger of the god realm itself.

This punch is firmly in front of the palm of the old man in the white robe, and this time it is not just as simple as suffering a small loss.

Yan Fei was shocked back three zhang away by this palm, and the white-robed old man was shocked back more than ten zhang away.

The distance on the Burial God Fist directly shattered the left arm of the white-robed old man, and the sound of bone cracking came from the white-robed old man's left arm.

Although the body of the white-robed old man at this moment is just a clone formed by the convergence of his immortal soul in the human world, it is no different from ordinary people.

The white-robed old man suffered such a big loss, his whole immortal soul trembled, and while he was furious, his heart was also extremely shocked, and he even felt some fear.

He never dreamed that there would be an existence in the human world that could threaten his life.

Canna was already stupid on the spot.

He looked at this scene in a daze, looked at Yan Fei, and then looked at the white-robed old man, obviously, everything in front of him was beyond his cognition.

wanted to go up and ask about the injury of the white-robed old man, but the canna didn't dare to act rashly.

Seeing that the old man in the white robe had his left arm hanging down, and he couldn't even lift it up, the canna's heart suddenly hung in her throat, because she knew very well that whether the old man in the white robe could cure Yan Fei or not was related to her life and death today.

If the white-robed old man was not Yan Fei's opponent, she would definitely die today, and no one would be able to protect her.

Ying Longwang and Lao Qingniu were particularly surprised.

In addition to the surprise, the faces of the two were full of shock.

"My God, it's incredible, it's incredible, the strength of the Evil Venerable is actually able to fight with the immortals of the Divine Domain, no, not just a battle, looking at this way, the Evil Venerable is very likely to destroy the immortals of this Divine Domain today. The old green cow couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and muttered to himself.

Ying Longwang is similar.

"Strong, really strong, did you see it just now, Old Qingniu, the evil venerable's fist actually emitted a colorful mystical light, that is the divine light of the divine domain, could it be said that the evil venerable's body has been integrated with the power of the divine domain, so it is not strange. ”

"See, see, hahaha, it's so enjoyable. ”

"Hey, I have to say that since I followed the evil venerable, many things have opened the eyes of this king. Thankfully, we chose to be his friend rather than his enemy. ”

Old Qingniu glanced at Ying Longwang, then nodded and said, "That's right, in this world, whoever is his enemy is the most wrong choice in life." ”

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Yan Fei broke the white-robed old man's left arm with a punch, although he felt very happy, but the white-robed old man was also an immortal, an immortal from the Divine Domain, so he also suffered a certain impact in his body.

But that wasn't enough for him to stop his attack.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you is his usual style.

The mental technique of the Infinite Sword Dao was operating at its extreme, and the restless aura in his body was rapidly smoothing out, Yan Fei shrugged his shoulders, shook his wrist, and waved the Evil Sword to dodge and rush towards the white-robed old man again.

"Giggles, immortals...... Welcome to the human realm, but since you're here and want to leave, it's not so easy, and here, the deity has the final say. ”

The white-robed old man had a broken arm, and this kind of injury was no big deal.

But the force of Fang Cai's punch made him hurt a lot, and at this moment, the immortal qi in his body was extremely chaotic, and he even felt stuffy.

If the immortal qi does not work smoothly, it will greatly weaken his combat power.

Helpless, Yan Fei would not give him the slightest respite at all, and the white-robed old man once again felt the imminence of a powerful murderous aura.

In a flash, it was the blood-colored long sword again, and the scarlet was particularly eye-catching.

Look at that face again, the eyes full of murderous intent, and the corners of the mouth with a faint evil smile.

The white-robed old man's heart trembled involuntarily.

However, the white-robed old man is not yet in a state where he cannot fight, and he will not sit still.

"Good boy, it's really amazing, this immortal still doesn't believe it today, after all, you are just a mere mortal, can you still turn against the sky?"

As he spoke, the white-robed old man's right hand waved a thousand threads of dust again.

This handful of dust pointed directly at Yan Fei.

The three thousand dust filaments all turned into silver threads and rushed towards Yan Feifei, and the dust filaments, which were originally only two feet long, could be extended indefinitely, and the three thousand dust filaments were like three thousand steel needles.

How sharp, how sharp.

Yan Fei could be sure that the penetrating power of these dust filaments was enough to deal a heavy blow to his immortal sword body, which really could not be ignored.

Originally, he held the sword with one hand, but this time, Yan Fei directly held the sword with both hands.

The power of the gods in the Burial God Arm, including the Dragon Emperor's Qi, and the power of chaos were immediately injected into the Demonic Divine Sword.

Buzz!

The Stygian Excalibur instantly emitted a burst of sword roars, and at the same time as the blood light on the sword body was flourishing, it was covered with a layer of colorful mystery, and the powerful power made the Stygian Excalibur that had reached the mid-grade artifact level feel overwhelmed, as if injecting some more power would make the sword body collapse.

Yan Fei's eyes were already full of murderous aura, and they were extremely firm.

There was still a faint evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, from top to bottom, a sword slashed down, directly slashing at the oncoming three thousand dust silks.

This sword is like a divine sword general.

The blood-colored sword light mixed with the colorful Xuanguang slashed a half-moon-shaped fan in the void, cutting off the dust silk that struck.

The white-robed old man was shocked.

The breath of death hit his heart again, and looking at the blood-colored divine sword in Yan Fei's hand, the fear that could not be suppressed in the depths of the white-robed old man's soul had already arisen.

The murderous aura and sword qi surged like a devastating surging force, and the dust of the white-robed old man could no longer resist it.

Facing the god-like Yan Fei, the white-robed old man opened his mouth slightly, his face was full of shock, and his eyes widened, as if he didn't believe that the scene in front of him would be true.

In an instant, it was as if the sword had fallen from the sky and had reached the top of his head.

The white-robed old man could only bite the bullet and condense all the immortal power that could be used to dodge.

If you want to hide, it's too late.

Fang Cai's left arm was shattered by Yan Fei's Burial God Fist, this time, although the white-robed old man dodged an angle, but a right arm, Qi Brush was cut off by the Evil Divine Sword, and as the right arm was cut off, the dust also fell to the ground.

"Ah, ah, it hurts to death, rabbit cub, you are so ruthless. ”

The white-robed old man hurriedly retreated, but Yan Fei was still in hot pursuit, at this moment, the white-robed old man had only one thought, withdraw, quickly retreat, and leave this terrible human world.

It's a pity that he has long lost the opportunity.