Chapter 632

"Ye Feng! Why are the purple and green swords in your hand!" cried the God King of Zhenyuan.

"He wants to know why you told me. What should I say? That the sword spirit sect has committed many evils and the spirit sword has abandoned the dark to the light, or that the sword spirit army has been destroyed and the spirit sword has changed its master?" Ye Feng pulled out the purple sword and took it in his hand and said to himself.

"Of course it's the one in front! We are the embodiment of justice!" the green sword on his back said.

"It's just nice to say. It's not that the new master was slaughtered. We were captured..."

"You've heard both of them. Let's come here so that we don't turn around and die. Others say that I bully people." Ye Feng said to the God King of Zhenyuan with a smile.

Ziqing double swords are the most precious weapons of jianlingmen town. They are sharp. Needless to say, as long as you input soul power and Qi, you can display the meaning of spring and autumn sword. It is said that the sword is full of withering and glorious power. If it is stained with a little, it will be doomed. Ye Feng was a soul monster 30 years ago. According to Zijian, he killed Tianjian God. Then use the purple and green double swords. Who can be Ye Feng's opponent except Qingyuan immortal!

"Brothers! This thief killed my teacher and took my spirit sword! All the disciples of Jianling sect can be killed! Let's go together! See if he can give birth to three heads and six arms!"

Zhenyuan God King said that, together with the distant God King, he drew his sword and rushed up. But his younger martial brothers didn't have their consciousness. Except for the two thoughtless ones, they pulled out their swords and swept the array behind them. All the other birds and animals scattered!

Distant God King and Zhenyuan God King are close friends of Qingyuan immortal. Ye Feng will not let them go anyway. So even if they were betrayed by the same door, they still used their own means to fight with Ye Feng.

The distant God King cultivates the idea of wind sword. After a cloak sword is spread, there are gusts of wind and flying sand and stones around. Ye Feng was like a dead leaf in the wind. He was tossed by the wind and sand. It seemed that he would be broken at any time. The two disciples who swept the array saw these, immediately shouted for support for the senior brother.

The layman watches the excitement while the expert watches the doorway. In the eyes of outsiders, the distant God King occupies the highest peak, but at the moment, the distant God king knows his pain.

First of all, Ye Feng's soul power is very high. Although the distant God King has a triple sword, he can't lock Ye Feng at all. In addition to losing most of his sword intention, some were forcibly cut off by Ye Feng. It felt like being attacked by the soul, which made the distant God King have a headache. Compared with these, what's more terrible is that Ye Feng hasn't fought back from beginning to end, but his momentum is more and more dignified. In the view of the distant God King, it is definitely gathering true Qi and preparing to give himself a full blow when he is exhausted.

"Younger martial brother, please step back and have a rest and watch him fight for your brother!"

When the word of the God King of Zhenyuan came to the sword, a glittering fine sword turned into ten thousand golden lights in the blink of an eye and wrapped Ye Feng in it.

"Is this the shining sword meaning of the gold system?" Ye Feng asked calmly in the golden light.

"What if you know! The king's sword intention has reached a triple level. You can't escape death if your soul power is extremely high!"

"Ha ha, it's a pity that the triple sword consumes a lot of energy. Only one of your golden lights is a killing move. The rest are a cover up. Give it back to you!"

Ye Feng broke his drink, and the purple sword in his hand immediately waved a sword light. Those illusory golden lights were illuminated by the purple sword light, and immediately turned into purple gold color and reflected back to the God King of Zhenyuan.

The purple gold sword has no murderous spirit in the light! Is it just a cover up like your own golden light? The God King of Zhenyuan was lucky and didn't dare to neglect it. He waved his hand and wanted to disperse the purple light with his palm power. But he didn't resist. Fortunately, after those purple sword lights passed through his true Qi, they became murderous one by one, and accelerated to shoot at him!

The God King of Zhenyuan didn't expect such a means at all. It's too late to think of sword offset. At the critical moment of life and death, the assistance of the God King of distant came. But the purple and gold sword light was so large that even if the two brothers did their best, there were more than a dozen ways to break through the protective Qi of the God King of Zhenyuan and fly him out.

"Master, you are much more powerful than the old master. With the intention of autumn sword, you are invincible in the world!" cried Qingjian.

"I'm afraid your old master was killed by Qingyuan immortal because he listened to too much flattery and was careless?"

"That's what I say. The guy who forged the sword didn't know what to think. He found me a partner who can only flatter me."

"Flattery is just a sideline. My spring sword is no worse than your autumn sword! Besides, flattery is better than your poison tongue!"

"In that case, I'll use you to deal with the wind sword!"

When Ye Feng and the purple green sword spirit were making friends, the God King of Zhenyuan had stood up, but his ruddy face became as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. According to the rules of famous and decent sects, it's time to attack and kill demons and demons. But Ye Feng's soul power is so high that everyone can't lock him with the Qi machine. If they shoot together, they will have no effect except to increase consumption.

"This thunder robbery was sold to me by the Heavenly Sword God. As long as you can stop it, you'll have a way to live."

Ye Feng said, the green sword in his left hand was raised high, and a palpitating breath came to his face. Knowing the power of robbing thunder, the distant God King quickly raised his sword to block the Zhenyuan God King behind him. He also concentrated his energy and prepared to deal with Ye Feng's attack.

"Oh! No! It's going to explode if you add more real Qi! Less, less!" cried Qingjian at the critical moment.

"Sure enough, I'm a flatterer. I can't stand this..."

In the belly of the purple sword, the army broke out with a sword. Because the green sword can't bear the real Qi, this magnificent move has shrunk to one tenth of the size.

It's the most precious treasure of the town. I'm still waiting for you! The distant God King thought, concentrating his true Qi with all his strength, ready to take Ye Feng's thunder.

It was too late to say that the army broke through the space gap, but in a twinkling of an eye, it turned into a huge wave of sword intention, which poured out from above the people of Jianling gate. Although the effect was not as good as the full blow of fire sword, it was definitely much higher than wuhui sword!

"No! This is not..."

Thousands of green spring swords mean that it doesn't matter. The four disciples of Jianling sect even took the chance to cry and were stabbed into blood by Shengsheng. Even if ye Feng watched all this, he was stunned and lost his mind for a long time.

"Hum! Who dares to say I'm useless? Who says I'll flatter? My spring sword can increase my Qi. Give me one and you can return ten. It's more powerful than some little girls who can only poison their tongue. I don't know how much!"