Genius Sword Immortal

Ye Feng got his first drop of blood just at the start of the race, which is a good sign, but Ye Feng didn't have any pride in it, but became more cautious.

“A 7,000-year-old guy can hide from me, but it's not that easy to stand out from this first round of knockout...”

Ye Feng thought that this cautious attitude also made him not careless at any time.

His divine consciousness spread around, while sweeping around, discovering that it was an extremely vast desert terrain that could not be seen at all. Strong storms in space even covered the sky, rolling up the yellow sand sky and forming a catch-up tornado!

This is a more regular terrain. Due to the blockage of yellow salon rolls, the sight of the brothers will not be very wide, but those yellow salon rolls are moving all the time, and the brothers cannot hide in one place all the time.

Hide yourself first.

Ye Fengxin thought, then flew towards one of the yellow salon rolls. This yellow salon roll is just a normal wind and sand roll. If there is anything special about it, there is only a layer of energy shield on the outer layer of the yellow salon roll that shields the divine probe. It should be set by the Immortal King who created this independent space.

Ye Feng came outside the Yellow Salon Roll and just wanted to fly into the Yellow Salon Roll, but found that one of the tornadoes appeared quickly and swept towards him.

“Someone was quicker than me, hiding inside, suddenly attacking! ”

Ye Feng instantly reacted, a layer of sword gas barrier gathered at the first time, resisting the rapidly appearing figure!

At this time, outside of the independent space, countless people are looking up at what is happening in one hundred and eight separate spaces in the middle of the city of Infinity.

“Ye Feng touched his opponent. ”

Incandescence and self-rotation stand next to each other, looking up at the desert space where the seventh group is located, each with a bit of tension.

All these monks out there can see that the yellow salon roll is hiding in the seventh group, the infinity valley one of the three great monks of the Immortal Realm, Zhang Yangkun!

Zhang Yangkun, holding a large gold iron stick, his face was fierce. As Ye Feng approached him, he jumped out directly. A stick with the power of strong and horizontal gold thunder swept towards Ye Feng.

In the eyes of incandescence and self-rotation, Ye Feng did not seem to have thought that someone had hidden in the Yellow Salon Roll earlier than him, and seemed to have been beaten by surprise.

Strong people in the Immortal Realm, sneak up on a monk who has been built for 5,000 years, the chances of getting it are basically 100%!

Although both incandescent and revolving have confidence in Ye Feng, at this time, he was forced to pinch a sweat for him.

“See the blood. ”

Not far away, at the referee's table, Cold Mountain looked at the situation in the seventh group, revealing a cold smile. He divided Ye Feng into the seventh group alone, in order that no other Immortal City people could support him. In that case, his three monks who had become Immortal Realm could easily kill Ye Feng.

However, Cold Mountain didn't expect this moment so soon.

Just for a moment!

In the desert space where the seventh group is located, Ye Feng found a sneak attack and instantly condensed the sword gas barrier, while his figure retreated sharply.

“Wanna run? It's not that easy! ”

Zhang Yangkun, who launched the sneak attack, revealed a slight smile. The gold iron stick in his hand had been swept across Ye Feng's sword power barrier. It became the power of the Golden Thunder in the realm of Immortality, and instantly swept out.

Golden thunder instantly covered Ye Feng's sword gas barrier, then broke it!

The broken sword gas barrier, Ye Feng was not surprised. After all, it was just a defensive method that he congealed up in a hurry, and he didn't even carry out any defensive swordsmanship.

“Normal Immortal Realm...”

Ye Feng hurriedly backed away, pulling away the distance, immediately followed by no tension, holding a long sword through the forest ghost in the storage space in his hand.

Against a Zhang Yangkun in the district, Ye Feng did not need to use his own Yanggod's sword, Daoguo's sword, but took out this Sam Luo sword that had been killed by ghosts.

This Sam Luo sword is an immortal magic treasure, and it increases the power of swordsmanship quite a bit.

Ye Feng took out Sam Luo Sword and directly applied the bloodthirsty madness technique, which allowed his true qi to begin to boil, directly doubling the power.

“Peng Wang, spread your wings! Soul taking! ”

After two successive magic tricks, Ye Feng's body disappeared from the spot, and the next moment appeared behind Zhang Yangkun.

At this time, Zhang Yangkun seemed to be deterred by Ye Feng's soul intake. He was stunned and unable to detect the movement behind him.

“Death!”

Ye Feng chopped off a sword!

“You're so naive! ”

Zhang Yang Kunyin's harsh voice suddenly sounded, immediately after Ye Feng felt his sword easily evaded by the other party!

“Is it ridiculous that you should use it against me to capture my soul? ”

Zhang Yangkun sneered, and the gold iron stick in his hand swept backwards: “Die, Jinlei Skynet! ”

A large piece of gold lightning instantly covered and surrounded Ye Feng!

Ye Feng's eyes glanced and discovered that he had really forgotten the source of soul-searching. Soul searching is the ultimate trick of the Immortal City Jinyuan Gate, passed down from Jinyuan. Yu Jinyuan is precisely the magic he obtained from the infinite valley.

This soul-taking fairy art can only be practiced by a certain amount of monks in the Valley of Infinity. Zhang Yangkun, a genius who reached the realm of immortality lightly at his age, obviously belongs among them.

“Now the boy is going to die. Such a massive golden leprechaun, he can't escape! ”

“Unfortunately, the boy was said to have killed three genius disciples of the Qingcheng Swordsmen in succession, one of whom is still the Qingyun Pavilion in the Immortal Realm. Now, it seems that the Qingyun Pavilion is not a true name, compared to the genius of the Infinity Valley, it is simply a false name. ”

“Not bad, this Yangkun such a powerful Jinlei fairy art, even Cheng Xian long time old people may not be able to resist, this demon city boy only 5,000 years to repair, must be dying. ”

In the middle of the city, a lot of people watching the seventh group of desert spaces were talking.

However, the facts quickly surprised them.

“Golden Thunder Skynet... Brown Ice Sword, block me! ”

Ye Feng's sword waved out, suddenly a real water force condensed into brown ice, and countless cold ice swords began to wrap around his body, then spread towards all around him.

Golden Thunder Skynet and Blue Ice Sword soon collided!

At a time when some people were staring at each other, the cold, icy swordsmanship in the Brown Ice Sword realm played an unparalleled power, completely resisting the threat of covering the Golden Thunder Sky Net.

Five thousand years of cultivation blocked the strong blow of the powerful in the realm of immortality!