Chapter 678

He hasn't had such a hearty war for a long time. During this time, he has either met the invincible opponents of the Lord of the soul killing hall, or met some weak people. There is no equal opponent who can fight at all.

The people of his generation and the experts who could have fought with him are also slowly passing by and falling behind him. The people of his generation have become unbearable.

Therefore, it is not easy for him to find an opponent who can enjoy the first World War, but now he has found such a hearty feeling in Gongyang Yongfeng.

The feeling of equal strength is neither too weak nor too strong. He can let go of the war. The long sword in his hand draws sword light in his hand, tearing the sky, cutting it horizontally, and suddenly fighting with the long gun. His whole body begins to climb up the golden light, which means that in his heart, Gongyang Yongfeng is an opponent who can fight, and he still needs to do his best.

After all, relatively speaking, his realm is too low. It's just the middle of the great sage, not even the great sage. Otherwise, he doesn't need to fight so hard at all, and he can win the ram Yongfeng easily.

On the other side, Gongyang Yongfeng is more and more frightened. Ye Xiwen is more and more powerful. He has Tianhuang regeneration, and his Qi and blood is like endless. He is at the peak anytime and anywhere. For Gongyang Yongfeng, his Qi and blood is not endless, but less, His original intention was to instantly burst out a strong combat effectiveness, recover to the peak and kill Ye Xiwen. In that case, even if he would consume some originally small life, it would still be within the range he could accept.

But unexpectedly, the war was beyond his expectation. It changed from the planned quick decision to a protracted war. He was old and frail. At this time, he became a fatal weakness.

Until now, he really felt that he was old for the first time. In the past, even when heaven and man were five declining, he didn't have such a strong feeling. After all, it was a doomed thing, and he couldn't resist it, but this war made him really feel his aging.

But also because of this, his eyes looked at Ye Xiwen more like a beast that wanted to devour people. Ye Xiwen destroyed his last hope.

The spear in his hand was more terrible, but he also felt the more and more frenzied power of Ye Xiwen. Every sword he cut down was like a Mount Tai rolling down.

When ye Xiwen gets the long sword, he doesn't even need any sword technique. He can roll it down directly. The so-called "one force reduces ten meetings" is like this. No matter what kind of exquisite shooting technique you are, how strange the angle is and how tricky it is, it doesn't matter to him. You can roll it down directly and crush it directly at you. In this case, he can hardly attack, Ye Xiwen can take his shot with his bare hands without changing his face, but he can't do such a terrible thing. He's cut with a sword. It's estimated that he won't have to wait for the decline of heaven and man.

Every time he collided, he felt that his arm was going to be paralyzed. It was like being electrocuted in an instant, or hundreds of thousands of volts of high voltage, which paralyzed his arm in an instant. If it weren't for the wooden skill he practiced, it would have a special effect on repairing things between his body. At this time, his arm would be shattered by Ye Xiwen, This was the first time he had felt that someone's flesh could be so powerful that it was so terrible.

He is a great saint, so he knows that the gap between the great saint and the holy land is a big difference. He has never met anyone who can challenge higher, let alone a senior Saint like him.

Such a person is worthy of extreme arrogance.

So, go to hell!

There was a trace of madness in Gongyang Yongfeng's eyes. He could feel that if he continued to fight like this, he might be consumed by Ye Xiwen. Moreover, he could feel that as the battle became more and more intense, ye Xiwen almost acted with instinct, and his eyes were confused. He was having an epiphany.

Suddenly, the anger in his heart was even more uncontrollable. He wanted his beloved disciple to revenge and kill the guy who dared to abolish his martial arts, but he didn't expect to be used as a sharpening stone.

The man in front of him, obviously, is to break through the current state with the help of a war with him. Compared with the anger of being regarded as a grindstone, the fear of Ye Xiwen's breakthrough makes him tremble uncontrollably. Now ye Xiwen, who is only in the middle of the half step great sage, has been so terrible. If he breaks through to the later stage of the half step great sage, No matter whether the combat effectiveness will rush into the later stage of the great sage or not, it is certain that the combat effectiveness will increase greatly. At that time, it will not be a protracted war with equal strength, but a one-sided massacre.

Thinking of this, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes. When he was like this, he had no scruples about the decline of heaven and man for a long time.

"Good means, such a person is enough to shock the ancient and frighten the present. I have never seen a genius like you, but such a person will fall into my hands today. Ha ha, ha ha, it's not worth the trip!" Gongyang Yongfeng laughed and looked a little crazy. The gourd behind him suddenly boiled and became bigger and bigger, and soon it was the size of a hill.

The gourd mouth burst in an instant, and then endless wood Qi emerged crazily from it, forming a huge wood Qi River and instilled into Gongyang Yongfeng's body.

In Ye Xiwen's eyes, the ram Yongfeng's body was enriched bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye. The old man's spots on his face soon disappeared, and his white hair turned green. His originally rickety and thin body was strong and tall in an instant, and even returned to the most vigorous prime of life.

He was no longer old. On the contrary, he had unimaginable surging vitality boiling on him. His eyes were sharp as a shadow. He stared at Ye Xiwen coldly, licked his lips, and his face was full of cruel eyes. He could almost see ye Xiwen, the great genius in his eyes, falling in his hands.

His breath was also rising. He suddenly broke through the middle of the great saint, and returned to the later stage of the great saint. The familiar power surged in his body, and finally returned to the later stage of the great saint. Such power made him nostalgic.

"Ye Xiwen, be careful. The old man forcibly urges all the Qi and blood in his body to recover to the peak with endless wood Qi. This is to die with you. After this war, he will sit down whether he wins or loses!" Ye Mo shouted and surprised that he was an old antique and monster who had lived for countless years. He had never seen any moves. Almost at the moment when Gongyang Yongfeng began to change, he realized what Gongyang Yongfeng wanted to do.

Ye Xiwen's eyes suddenly became dignified. He even returned to the later stage of the great sage. Although he knew that Gongyang Yongfeng was the later stage of the great sage, he didn't expect that he dared to make such a big decision. He would die regardless of the victory or defeat of this battle.

Ye Mo is right. He wants to pull him into the water and die with him.

Probably because the disciple who closed the door was dead and his deadline was approaching, he was like a desperate man, and finally went crazy.

However, ye Xiwen did not give in at all. On the contrary, his eyes as deep as stars were getting hotter and hotter, like two huge suns emerging in them.

The war spirit is more and more high. He originally had the idea of taking Gongyang Yongfeng as a sharpening stone to let him break through. Now Gongyang Yongfeng has broken through. He doesn't have any tension and fear. On the contrary, he is more excited and wants to sharpen the blade. Of course, the stronger the sharpening stone, the better.

At this time, someone finally saw that ye Xiwen was honing himself by Gongyang Yongfeng. When they saw this, everyone was crazy. It was more than they imagined that they could fight with Gongyang Yongfeng. Now ye Xiwen not only did not lose the wind, but even took Gongyang Yongfeng as the object of honing. For them, It's unimaginable.

The disciples of Qianzhi sect laughed and said, "it's really overkill to dare to take the great sage as the object of sharpening. It's really looking for death. Now the old ancestor has recovered to the peak. It's easy to clean him up!"

Obviously, they didn't see that Gongyang Yongfeng was overdrawing his last life and making the last war, which should be his final battle.

"Today is your death!" Gongyang Yongfeng's eyes were sharp like a knife and his body was tall like a fierce beast. He rushed in front of Ye Xiwen in an instant. A wooden gun came out of his palm and slipped down in an instant. The sound was like a thunderstorm. The long gun broke through the sound barrier and wanted to stab ye Xiwen in half.

Ye Xiwen could almost feel that the terrible strength of the long gun had been forced to his eyes. Almost in an instant, it was like a blue lightning, and it had rushed straight to the door. It was terrible. The speed was more than twice as fast as that just now, and it was not the same as that just now.

"When!" With a sound of gold and iron, ye Xiwen raised his hand and turned it into a mountain shaking seal to suppress it.

"Boom!" A loud explosion.

The whole mountain was pierced by a long gun. The sharp tip of the gun directly pierced into Ye Xiwen's palm, and a large amount of blood dripped from ye Xiwen's hand.

The scene was silent, dead silent, and everyone was silent. This was Ye Xiwen's first injury in this battle.

The man like a monster was hurt

(to be continued)