Supreme Medicinal God

Someone shot down Master Flashlight's magic light blade. When Ye Feng saw the appearance of the coming person, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Is it you?"

"Master, I'll help you."

No one else is the bearded man who has been training the devil to work hard on the four strikes of the emperor.

Ye Feng pretended to be a bearded master last night and made a joke with him.

The bearded man took a bronze stick with a magic charm engraved on it, exuding a faint blue light.

The beard of a bearded master makes many people look confused.

The vicissitudes of this bearded face are much older than Ye Feng, and actually called Ye Feng the master.

Ye Feng was in a complicated mood. He joked with Beard last night that he was his ancestor. He didn't expect Beard to be serious.

He felt a little stupid with a big beard, and he practiced meticulously here for three thousand years in order to practice the four strikes of the Emperor.

But in this situation, he couldn't laugh. The beard shot to help himself, making him feel a little guilty for the joke last night.

"Thank you, you don't need to call my ancestor..."

"Shizu is Shizu, why do these people besiege you?"

"They are my enemies..."

"Then they are my enemies."

The bearded man danced a bronze stick in his hand, and a blue stick figure set off a burst of demons.

Feeling the violent demon inside the beard, Nangong Wei asked curiously: "Boy, who are you? Dare to stand up for Ye Feng?"

Bearded eyes glared: "You care who I am, so many of you bully my ancestor alone, of course I have to help him."

Master Yingying looked at the Beard coldly, no matter what the relationship between the Beard and Ye Feng, as long as he helped Ye Feng to be his enemy.

"Then you die with him."

The shadow and light shook between the hands of Master Flash, and more than ten magic light blades roared like lightning, attacking the beard and Ye Feng from all directions.

The bearded man raised the bronze stick in his hand, and the dancing tiger made a breeze. The magic light blade that had been attacked was shattered. The magic light blade contained great potential. The bearded man was numb with both hands and shook back several times. step.

He secretly looked at Master Sparkling in surprise. For the past three thousand years, he has been practicing boxing alone, and rarely fights against people. He did not expect that the other party would be a demon master who has reached the eighth level of the magic element.

He said to Ye Feng in surprise: "Master Zu, this kid is so powerful, I can hardly hold my stick."

It is already good for Beard to receive so many Magic Light Blades from Master Flash, except that Beard itself has Level 7 Magic Element cultivation, and more is the bronze stick in his hand.

The bronze stick in his hand is obviously a high-level magic weapon, which can be upgraded to a level in an instant, so as to take over the magic light blade of Master Flash.

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly: "Don't be afraid of him, you just need to hold your own stick, as your master taught, penetrate the whole body of the demon into your arms, you can beat him."

Ye Feng's Shenlong Shuo also picked up several magic light blades that attacked him, and his wrists were also numb.

Master Yingying sneered: "Yes, it can take over the magic light blade of my seven-power, if you like it, then try my magic light blade again."

Master Yingying's hands formed a weird handprint on his chest. The demon all over the body was surging suddenly, and there was a black light, circling around his body surface. His pupils became completely black without any white eyes.

There was a strange light in his eyes.

A black light quickly condenses with both hands and hearts, forming a square light blade that is five meters wide and five meters long.

The magic light blade continued to emit a repressive squeal, crackling, and flashing a dazzling blue arc from time to time, even accompanied by a gust of wind.

It seems that the magic light blade is like a thunder that compresses the sky.

Ye Feng quietly said to the beard: "Sun, grandson, this magic light blade can not be hard to connect, we two must work together and work together to take it off."

The arrogant face of the bearded man shouted indifferently: "What a broken thing, pretend to be a ghost, I am not afraid of him."

Ye Feng smiled bitterly,

This bearded brain is indeed not very easy to use, and is too reckless.

Seeing that Ye Feng couldn't persuade him, he bit his teeth, and the aura shield in his wrist shone with a dazzling golden light, and turned into a crescent shield, blocking Ye Feng and the beard in front of him.

"Remember, pour the whole demon into the bronze stick."

"I know Shizu."

Master Yingying sneered: "You two grandparents and grandchildren, with a small light shield, want to block my magic light blade, Ye Feng, you are too arrogant."

Master Yingying gently waved his hand, and the final magic light blade suspended in mid-air was like a collapsed mountain, smashed down with the strength of the sky.

The magic light blade contains a huge magic element, and it shines a dazzling spark with the air and even the magic.

The black light flashing magic light blade, surrounded by a blazing flame, as if from a meteor from outside, the roaring sound, deafening, let Nong Weiwei who was watching them all moved.

It is worthy of being the famous sect gate of the demon martial arts world. This magic light blade makes the feeling split the world.

Looking at the strange magic light blade in mid-air, the beard felt a strong pressure and his face changed, only to know the benefits.

As Ye Feng ordered, he poured the whole body of the magic element into the bronze stick, not daring to challenge this magic light blade alone, but danced the bronze stick into a stick shadow and mixed it with Ye Feng's aura shield. The colorful light curtain ushered in the magic light blade of Master Flash.

Booming, a deafening thud sounded like a nuclear storm, and it stirred up the sky, the airflow was chaotic, and the violent shock wave surged in all directions.

Some demon warriors who stood close were affected and were thrown into the air by the frenzy of the air. When they fell, they were already shocked by the huge force and bleed.

Ye Feng and Moustache suffered the same threat. They were shocked by the huge power in the magic light blade and flew straight out together, hitting a huge mountain rock behind them.

The hard and smooth mountain rock was smashed into a deep depression, forming a human figure.

The edge of the dent, a spider-like fissure, extends to the side. The fissure is almost covered with a whole tens of square meters of rock, not just the surface, the fissure is deeper into the interior.

Ye Feng felt that the bones in his body were about to break off and the pain was general. Fortunately, there was no fracture.

Flame of Dragon's Breath transformed Ye Feng's body so that he possessed the bloodline of the Archaic Divine Clan and possessed a strong defense force. Naturally, a heavy blow would naturally generate a defense force.

Coupled with wearing polar ice silk, he dissipated part of his strength, and he was not injured.

But the situation of the bearded man was not optimistic. He slid from the stone wall to the ground, and his teeth were sore with pain. His body was stiff and he did not dare to move. It was estimated that there were multiple fractures on his body.