After the sword box appeared, the flying swords that were inserted into the ground immediately hummed, and the hilt of the sword was completely facing one direction, bent slightly, like a courtier kowtowing to the king, extremely submissive.

On top of the one hundred and ten flying swords, the sword qi fell into calm, and there was no mania before.

The sword case slowly opened, and a golden flying sword inside slowly levitated.

A powerful sword intent projected from the flying sword, and Ye Feng felt that there was a mid-stage Jindan sword intent above this sword qi.

This made the knife in his hand tremble slightly, but it was not trembling, as if excited, between the tremors of the sword, the flying knife left by Li Xunhuan also shook violently, and then the yellow light of the knife spirit flashed and entered the flying knife.

The golden flying sword, the sword is three feet long, the sword body is as smooth as autumn water, the whole body is golden, and the sword aura emitted is like the essence of the sun, which makes people feel pain in their eyes after looking at it.

Five meters away, Yu Linglong and Dust Rushui's faces changed drastically, and they found that the Water Hate Sword and the Xuan Ying Sword in their hands were humming in a low voice.

Yu Linglong was a little surprised in her heart, this divine weapon of her own, a hundred refining divine weapons, was close to a low-grade spiritual weapon, but today she actually hummed in front of this golden flying sword, this is the first time she has appeared.

What kind of treasure is this golden flying sword?

Dust Rushui was also very surprised in his heart, for the golden flying sword that appeared in front of him, the head of Qingyu had never mentioned it, and he had seen a lot of classics these days, but he had no impression of this sword at all.

The golden flying sword was suspended in front of the stone tower, and the surrounding sword qi quietly surrendered under the golden flying sword in an instant, and then the scene changed abruptly.

Perhaps it was challenged by the flying knife in front of Ye Feng, after this golden flying sword appeared, it suddenly shook the sword body, and the surrounding sword qi turned into a violent wind, which was absorbed into the golden sword body.

The golden dragon slowly emerged from the sword, and with a whin, when the colorful sword intent around the stone tower was absorbed by the golden flying sword, a golden dragon actually burst out from the sword, hovering around the corpse with teeth and claws.

Roar.

Jiaolong suddenly opened its mouth, and a golden sword intent spat out from its mouth, and for a while, the peaceful scene around it suddenly disappeared, replaced by a space for sword qi.

Yu Linglong and Dust Rushui were directly swept away by the sword qi a hundred meters away, but Ye Feng didn't move.

Ye Feng swept his eyes and saw that the dust was like water and drank jade exquisitely, thinking that this Jiaolong seemed to be deliberately trying to get the two of them apart, and wanted to fight with him alone.

But it was said that when the golden sword qi erupted from Jiaolong's mouth, the one hundred and ten flying swords in the land of the sword mound flew out in an instant, lined up in a row, and finished in the shape of a glyph.

Flying towards himself.

A flying sword shot out, a cold air slashed through the air, Ye Feng's body immediately soared, the flying knife in his hand became three feet long under the urging of the aura, the long knife was struck, and the flying sword was cut off.

Then, another flying sword flew from his underneath.

The sword qi swirled, and the flying sword advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, slashing towards him one after another.

Ye Feng found that the surrounding aura seemed to be controlled by the sword qi, and he seemed to have entered the world of sword qi.

No matter how he dodged, he would be cut by the sword qi.

The one hundred and ten sword intents that could be easily dealt with just now seemed to be stuck in the quagmire of sword qi, and Ye Feng found that the sensitivity of his body technique had dropped sharply.

These flying swords did not have the chaotic trend of individual combat just now, but they were like soldiers, fighting in an orderly manner, and it was quite troublesome to deal with them.

Ye Feng sacrificed the Hundred Ghost Flags, and the surrounding scene changed, and one by one the ghosts burst out from the Hundred Ghost Flags, biting with those sword intents.

These sword intents were entangled by the ghosts in the Hundred Ghost Flags, and they immediately freed up Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng looked at the suspended golden flying sword behind one hundred and ten flying swords, he always felt that there was an eye on this sword staring at him, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

After trapping one hundred and ten flying swords with the Hundred Ghost Banners, Ye Feng suddenly burst out of the space formed by the Hundred Ghost Banners, holding the flying knife in his hand, and instantly came to the sword mound, facing the golden flying sword.

"Don't pretend to be a god to me, whatever you are, I will submit you today. A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

The golden flying sword felt the sword qi as thick as a flame coming from Ye Feng's body, and also heard Ye Feng's words, the sword body trembled, as if he was saying something.

But then the sword body twisted, as if it was very naughty, and then looked at Zhang Xu Jiaolong, who was hovering over the sword, with a strong sword intent in his eyes.

It seems to tell Ye Feng again, if you have the ability, you will come over.

Ye Feng walked towards the center of the sword mound and the sword box step by step, and it was extremely difficult step by step.

With every step, he felt as if he had entered a kind of space, hundreds of flying swords, and the sword qi surged towards him, but Ye Feng did not move, he kept the aura of his whole body running impermeable, and the sword qi surrounded his body, not giving the sword qi any chance at all.

When Ye Feng was three feet away from the golden flying sword, he suddenly burst out, and his body rose into the air.

He actually took the flying knife in his hand and shot at the dragon suspended in mid-air.

Jiaolong Sword Intent felt Ye Feng's challenge, and roared wildly, shaking the surrounding space a little, and those flying swords that were originally in the Hundred Ghost Banners were roared by this life, and they trembled and let out a frightened and wailing sound.

Ye Feng felt that this flying sword was the king of these one hundred and ten flying swords.

The King's Sword, surrender it, and you can subdue the entire sword pool.

The palm-sized blood was still suspended in Ye Feng's palm at this time.

However, it was said that Ye Feng took off, and the three-foot flying knife was thrown away by himself, like a yellow meteor, and immediately engaged the golden dragon.

The flying knife and the dragon rushed into the air, and under the command of Ye Feng, the sword qi and sword qi fought fiercely.

The sword qi and sword qi were vertical and horizontal, and the surrounding scenery, mountains, and rocks were all attacked into pieces by these violent aura.

Jade Linglong and Dust Rushui had to retreat for dozens of meters, only the stone tower still stood in this heaven and earth, as if indifferent to these sword qi.

The flying knife was suspended in mid-air, and Ye Feng below suddenly burst into a loud shout, and two rays of light shot straight out from his eyes, shooting directly into the flying knife, and the yellow knife in the flying knife broke away from the flying knife in an instant, rolled on the flying knife, and then turned into a phantom.

Ye Feng's phantom, this sword spirit was like Ye Feng's second clone, standing in mid-air.

This is Ye Feng's knife intent, under Ye Feng's rage, the spirit of his whole body is integrated into the sword spirit, the knife is him, he is the knife!

The sword intent formed by Jiaolong, after seeing Ye Feng's sword intent, suddenly trembled, and seemed to be a little sluggish, but he was a Jiaolong after all, and immediately shook his Jiaolong tail and swept towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's sword intent was not afraid, his eyes flashed, and the flying knife that broke away from the sword spirit appeared in his hand in an instant, and then Ye Feng's sword intent was like a ghost, and it instantly sent out a flying knife.

The flying knife shot out, and the knife qi formed three feet, directly into the dragon's head.

Jiaolong was shot by Ye Feng's sword intent flying knife in the early stage of Jindan, and a big hole appeared on its head, and its entire Jiaolong body seemed to be about to be shattered.

Fortunately, Jiaolong's mouth was opened, and the sword qi around the stone tower was quickly absorbed, replenishing the hole where the sword intent was consumed, and at the same time, the golden flying sword on the sword box shot out a golden light, making Jiaolong's momentum even greater.

Ye Feng sneered, although I am a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, the attack power of the flying knife can definitely easily defeat the monk in the middle stage of the Jindan, and in the face of this golden dragon that projects the attack power of the middle stage of the Jindan, Ye Feng still believes that with the flying knife, he can definitely kill the dragon sword intent.

He had just used fifty percent of his aura.

"Okay, since you're going to fight, I'll let you fight. ”

Ye Feng let out a long roar, and a pinch of flame suddenly swung out in his hand, the third sister's true fire, the samadhi true fire mixed with the essence of the fire scorpion fire, suddenly catapulted into the sky Ye Feng's sword intent.

Ye Feng's sword intent was like a flame man, and even the flying knife burned flames.

Then, the Sky Ye Feng Phantom exploded in mid-air, and the sword qi in the sky poured into a flying knife.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only this flying knife left.

A pinch of flame suddenly burst out of the flying knife, and the flying knife emitted a dazzling yellow light, like a golden sun, making the surrounding space tremble a little, and Ye Feng actually smelled a trace of the sound of cracks in the space.

With a snort, the yellow flying knife burst out a trace of flames, and at a speed faster than a meteor, it entered from the head of the dragon sword intent in an instant, and then quickly disappeared from the tail.

Jamming, Jiaolong's sword intent actually produced a trace of cracks.

And in the land of the sword mound, the sword box screamed, and the golden flying sword shot out a violent golden sword qi from the sword box.

Ye Feng's body flew up, the whole person was like a rabbit, rushing out, the aura of the early stage of Jindan was running in the palm of his hand, and the palm of his hand was like copper and iron in an instant, shattering the golden sword qi with one palm.

He only felt that his palm was numb, a trace of blood burst from it, and a wound appeared in the palm of his hand.

The golden qi escaped, and the attack power of the golden sword qi just now could be seen.

"I want to run, haha, I'll see where you're going. Ye Feng laughed angrily, he thought that the golden flying sword wanted to kill him, but unexpectedly, after the Jiaolong sword intent in mid-air was cut out of the crack by the flying sword with all its strength and was about to shatter, he actually wanted to escape.

How could Ye Feng let the flying sword escape so easily, he immediately followed, the aura on his palm surged wildly, and he grabbed the hilt of the golden flying sword.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, Ye Feng felt a strong sword qi struggling, and the hilt of the sword tried its best to escape from his control, and the sword qi overflowed, causing a dense wound to appear in his palm in an instant, and blood was dripping endlessly. "Day you immortal board. Ye Feng's palms and hands hurt, like ten thousand ghosts devouring souls, unspeakably miserable, but now this situation must not allow the golden flying sword to escape.

An idea suddenly flashed in his mind, a method of blood refining.

At this time, he used his other hand to levitate the blood dripping from the palm size attack of one hundred and ten sword intent and forcefully attached it to the hilt of the sword, and then, the blood flowed through the sword body.

The golden sword body was covered with blood in an instant, like between devils and hell, murderous.

A trace of flame actually burst out of the sword, and the tremor of the sword body was even more severe.

Ye Feng felt that the tiger's mouth was getting more and more painful.

With a sonorous sound, the sound of Jinshi communication came, and I saw a black fork appear in Ye Feng's hand, and the black fork was being used by him to hit the golden flying sword.

The black fork is a low-grade spirit weapon level, and under the impact, the golden flying sword seems to have been hit with some pain, and the resistance is actually slowly weakened.

A sneer came from the sword, and the trembling of the sword became weaker and weaker.

The dragon sword intent in the sky was actually slowly becoming illusory.

"Don't kill me, stop, stop. At this time, just as Ye Feng was about to smelt the entire sword body with essence blood, a faint voice of prayer eagerly entered his head.

Ye Feng was surprised.

No, the sword spirit can't speak, could it be the sword spirit?

But although this golden flying sword exudes the aura of a king, and the material of the sword body is also extremely special, it is just a flying sword with an attack power comparable to that of the middle stage of Jindan, how can it give birth to a sword spirit?

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