Supreme Medicinal God

The Purple Electric Sword, since its name is Purple Electricity, will not just be as fast as a Purple Electricity, but will gather the spiritual power of the Yuanqi Stone, the energy in the Sword Array and the internal force of Yue Zhuoqun under the blessing of the formation method. The purple electric arrow shot at Ye Feng.

Yue Zhuoqun's face became grim. Hey, now your kid is dead, even if you hide fast, you will die.

No one can go faster than the speed of light.

However, his intentions have long been seen by Ye Feng.

He knew that this purple electric sword would definitely emit purple lightning.

Not only will the Purple Electric Sword release lightning, but also the Flying Sword incorporating Lei Jingshi will also release lightning.

The purple electric sword relies on the energy of the aura in the purple primal energy stone to release lightning through the formation method, and Ye Feng's flying sword contains the energy of the Lei Jing stone, plus Ye Feng's mana, the final effect is the same.

Ye Feng knew that the eyes of the god had seen the ray of purple light, and the trajectory of the movement in the sword body was clear. Seeing that the purple light all rushed to the tip of the sword, the temperature at the tip of the sword became higher and higher. Uncomfortable burning sensation.

If the Purple Electric Sword can't release the Purple Lightning, isn't it obvious.

By the time the Purple Electric Sword released lightning, Ye Feng had turned around lightly, flashing over the Purple Electric Mans.

Ye Feng has figured out the full power of Zidian, and his curiosity about it has disappeared.

A stroke of wind and rain, the sky suddenly flashed a little dazzling sword light, like a storm, rushed to Yue Zhuoqun.

Yue Zhuoqun was also immersed in the shock that Ye Feng had just fired and was evaded calmly by Ye Feng.

When he found that the sky was covered with sword light, his face was scared pale, and the sword was blocked, but it was too late.

Thump, broken wrist, blood spewed out like a fountain.

Ye Feng also kept his eyes open, and instead of releasing the flying sword, he held the hilt in his hand and cut off the right hand of Yue Zhuoqun with a sword.

Faced with the turn of the four masters in turn, this is not the time to let go of the killer, he has to learn from Yue Zhuoqun to hide his most intriguing trick and use it at the end.

When Yue Zhuoqun's right hand was cut, the audience sent out an uproar.

All this happened too quickly. In the first second, Yue Zhuoqun pressed Ye Feng to fight, and also released lightning, which completely overwhelmed Ye Feng. Who thought, the next second, he was cut off his right hand and blood spewed.

"Savior."

Zhao Yi directed several disciples to rush over to protect Yue Zhuoqun. They were worried that Ye Feng would kill the killer again. Ye Feng did not intend to kill Yue Zhuoqun. After he cut his hand, he closed his sword.

There was no blood on the crystal-like sword.

Yue Zhuoqun was anxious and angry, and with heartache, his eyes rolled over and fell straight backwards.

Seeing that Yue Zhuoqun was cut off, Chongxu Dao looked at Zhikong Zen Master, and he was shocked and surprised. He was surprised by Ye Feng’s trick. They didn’t understand it. Yidan's chance, and the two of them had a chance.

The expressions of Mr. Mo Da and Du Zhong were indifferent. They had already guessed the result. At the beginning, they were still worried about Ye Feng. They also saw that the sword in Yue Zhuoqun's hand was a little strange.

The purple vitality stone on the sword is the key, not just an ornament, but when the purple electric sword shoots lightning purple light, the two are even more anxious. If they were standing opposite Yue Zhuoqun at that time, no one could hide.

But when Ye Feng calmly flashed the purple lightning, the two looked at each other, revealing an unspoken smile. The kid actually understood it all, and Yue Zhuoqun must lose.

Sure enough, Yue Zhuoqun was bloodshed.

The disciples of Yihua Palace, Lan Ling'er, Jiang Yuxin, and Jiang Yixue, have their hearts hanging all the time. They don't understand Ye Feng's skill is so high, how can he kill Tian Tian masters all the time?

Congenital masters are so much stronger than natural masters?Beyond his ability?

Especially when the Purple Electric Sword released the dazzling lightning, all the disciples of the Huahua Palace were so scared that the flowers looked pale and screamed. Jiang Yixue almost covered her face and dared not look at it, thinking that Ye Feng would be fierce and unexpected. Ye Feng hid calmly.

They cheered happily again, and a bigger surprise appeared again. Ye Feng cut off the right hand of Yue Zhuoqun with a sword. After everyone screamed, they cheered and jumped together.

"Sovereign majesty."

"I knew Brother Ye could win."

"Brother Ye, come on."

Nie Qingwu was also worried for Ye Feng silently, her face changed, and it wasn't until Ye Feng won that she patted her chest and smiled comfortably.

Many disciples of Taiyimen hated the look. They didn’t believe their suzerain would suddenly lose. Some people chattered quietly and said: "He used black magic, and at the last minute, the black patriarch was hit by his black magic and froze there. Then he cut off his right hand with a sword."

"Yeah, he must have used some tricks, obviously Master pressed him."

"He must..."

Elder Lu said helplessly: "Ye Fengsheng, who moved the Palace of Flowers, continues to be the champion, Mr. Mo Da, the next challenger."

Affected by the failure of Yue Zhuoqun's challenge and the strong man's broken wrist, Fang Cunshan's disciples looked nervous.

Mr. Mo Er smiled at his elder brother: "Brother, winning or losing is not important, just be careful."

The granddaughter Mo Lingshan also took Mr. Mo Da's clothing corner: "Grandpa, I believe you can win and teach him for me."

Mo Lingshan made a grimace at the ring. Ye Feng raised her eyebrows and glared at her. The girl was still so arrogant.

Eucommia stood outside the stadium, closest to Ye Feng, he shouted at Ye Feng: "Come on."

Mr. Mo Da wore a silk tunic robe and strode the meteor towards the stadium. His white beard fluttered in the wind and his robe hunted in the mountain breeze.

Although Mr. Mo Da must have white hair, but his face is ruddy, burly, tall, standing there like a hill.

"Mr. Mo Da looks so good,"

Mr. Mo Da tied the hem of his robe around his waist and was ready. He clasped his hands and smiled: "Congratulations to Lord Ye for defeating Yue Zhuoqun. Ye Zongzhu's skill is inscrutable. Look at the sword tricks you used. Moved to the Flower Palace, I don’t know what kind of school?

Ye Feng's cunning smile flashed in his eyes, he didn't want to tell the truth about Yanyu's swordsmanship.

"Are you talking about my sword skills? That's what I accidentally learned from the cave. It's the fighting style of children fighting, learning two tricks. I didn't expect to learn the more I like it, I learned to use it."

"It's funny to say that I was playing with Master Sect Yue, and no one would be injured. Unexpectedly, Master Sister Yue quietly released lightning to me, scaring me to cut him off by mistake. This is him I don’t want to force me."

"Master Ye Zong is really a wizard. The fighting style of the children can cut off the hands of the main Taiyi Master. Let me teach you, your sword fighting skills of the children."

(End of this chapter)