Chapter 315

"Boom"

"Boom."

The arrows of two divine wind bows shot at the purple dragon. The soul of the purple dragon became more and more illusory and could be destroyed at any time.

All the gods and souls?

Looking at the last arrow, a decisive look flashed in the purple Thunder Dragon's eyes.

"Even if I die today, I will die with you."

The purple dragon swings its huge tail and hits the wind.

"Boom."

When the last arrow shot by Feng Jingtian was about to destroy the soul of the purple dragon, suddenly the arrow was destroyed by a sword, and Chen Yao appeared in front of the purple dragon.

Chen Yao blocked the arrow.

Chen Yao was only slightly injured after killing so many powerful people in the imperial martial arts just now. However, in order to block the attack of the sacred wind bow, Chen Yao not only displayed the limit of the superposition of 300 sword pulling skills, which made him suffer a certain degree of counterattack, but also was beaten back nearly a thousand feet because of the strength of the arrow.

His hand holding the sky cutting sword was shaking constantly.

"This sacred wind bow is very good. I'll take it."

Chen Yao looked at the sacred wind bow in Feng Jingtian's hand. His eyes showed a look of potential. No one thought there were too many good things.

Feng Jingtian looked at Chen Yao, and there was a dignified color in his eyes.

Chen Yao actually blocked the attack of the sacred wind bow with his own strength. He knows that even many top strongmen in the imperial martial arts realm may not be able to stop the sword just now.

But Chen Yao was blocked by the cultivation of Wang Wujing.

No, it's based on the seven cultivation accomplishments of Wang Wujing. When I think of the picture that Chen Yaofang only improved his realm, Feng Jingtian is a little sweaty.

He is already a strong man in the realm of holy martial arts. Naturally, he knows how difficult it is to improve the realm of cultivation, but Chen Yaofang just improved the realm. It's really terrible to have seven times in a row.

Even if Chen Yao absorbed half of his mind, how did he refine these energies in such a short time?

Evil, evil.

Chen Yao must die here today, or if Chen Yao really grows up in the future, the fazong may really be destroyed in Chen Yao's hands.

He looked at Chen Yao and was very aggressive.

"Want the sacred wind bow? Then you have to live."

Chen Yao scoffed and did not continue to answer Feng Jingtian, but turned to look at the purple dragon road.

"How's it going?"

Zilong took a deep look at Chen Yao.

"I thought you were red eyed, regardless of my life and death. If you don't do it just now, I'll really be dead now."

It is said that only he and Chen Yao can hear Zilong's Secret Dharma. He is very grateful to Chen Yao in his tone, and his favor for Chen Yao has also increased a lot.

Chen Yao replied.

"You surprised me, too. You really want me to work hard."

Zilong scoffed.

"I don't work hard for you, but my dragon family has never said anything. Since I have reached a ten-year agreement with you, I will naturally try my best to help you."

Chen Yao nodded.

"I Chen Yao wrote down this feeling. Don't worry. In ten years, I'll let your spirit leave by itself. Now you go back to the thunder sky and lightning sea to heal your wounds, and leave the rest to me."

"Can you?"

Zilong looked at Chen Yao with distrust.

Chen Yao shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"In fact, I want to hide and give everything to you, but do we have a choice?"

The purple dragon disappeared after a moment of silence.

At the same time, the lightning in this world also disappeared at the same time. A purple hairpin attacked Chen Yao and disappeared into Chen Yao's body.

Chen Yaoting straightened his seriously injured body and looked at the strong people of fazong Wuzong who fled in all directions. He had a pity that he wanted to kill all these people, but it was a pity that he let six or seven strong people of Wuzong Wuzong slip away because he wanted to rescue Zilong, but the future was long. Then he raised his chopping sword and looked directly at Feng Jingtian.

"A sword, kill you."

What arrogant words.

"Ha ha ha."

Feng Jingtian was stunned at first, and then laughed.

"Kill me with one sword. Why do you kill me with one sword?"

Yes, Chen Yao's words made Feng Jingtian laugh.

But in the distance, Jianyu's face is dignified. She still knows something about Chen Yao. Since Chen Yao has repeatedly said to kill Feng Jingtian, Feng Jingtian will die today.

But what cards does Chen Yao have?

Jianyu stares at Chen Yao. Chen Yao is really hard to see through.

Yangyi scabbard appeared in Chen Yao's hand, and the chopping sword was inserted into it.

Chen Yao closed his eyes.

"Have you given up?"

Looking at Chen Yao, Feng Jingtian felt a little funny. He was laughing at himself. What are you afraid of? Now Chen Yao has been seriously injured like this. In order to block his just shot, all the essence in his body has been consumed. Then why should he fight with himself?

Late changes, let yourself solve all this.

"Die for me."

Feng Jingtian opened the sacred wind bow again and shot an arrow at Chen Yao.

A blue sharp arrow shot at Chen Yaoji, like a meteor.

"It's your turn."

When the blue arrow was less than a hundred feet away from Chen Yao, Chen Yao, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.

At the moment of opening his eyes, his pupils turned blue, and his silver hair directly turned dry white.

The whole person is much older in a moment.

But his whole momentum climbed to a terrible level in an instant.

"Pull."

Five hundred sword pulling skills were superimposed together, and Chen Yao held up his chopping sword and swept away towards the wind.

"Boom."

The huge blue arrow was extremely powerful, but it was destroyed by a sword like rubble in front of Chen Yao's sword.

Chen Yao and Feng Jingtian are thousands of feet apart.

But Chen Yao's sword seemed to break the void.

Chen Yao's sword drawing skill is thousands of feet away.

When the sword fell, Chen Yao was already in front of the wind.

They didn't know what was going on. They only saw Chen Yao holding the sky cutting sword, which ran through Feng Jingtian's throat.

Blood gushed out of the.

"Holy martial arts realm, how is it possible?"

Feng Jingtian felt the cultivation level revealed by Chen Yaofang's sword. His eyes were full of incredible color, but it was a pity that he had no chance to prove it again, because he was dying.

He could feel that his strength was passing rapidly. Chen Yao's sword not only hurt his body, but also killed his spirit.

"Want to know? Go to hell and ask the ghost."

Chen Yao's face is not only much older, but also his voice is as hoarse as an old man.

The only constant is that Chen Yao's sword speed is still very fast.

"Prick."

Chen Yao made his strength turn over and cut the sky sword. Feng Jingtian's eyes were still wide open, but the whole head fell down.