C257 Sword of weight

Jiang Nanfei was startled for a moment, but very quickly the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a cruel smile. He walked towards Ye Feng step by step.

Watching Jiang Nanfei approach step by step, Ye Feng remained expressionless, and did not move at all.

Just then, three Martial Cultivator s flew over, obviously they were alarmed by the sounds of Jiang Nanfei and Hu San's fight.

When the three Martial Cultivator s saw Jiang Nanfei, their expressions immediately changed.

"Damn, isn't that Jiang Nanfei?"

"Three swords on his back, isn't that Jiang Nanfei?"

"I never thought that this monster would actually come with Cosmic Star Tomb!"

The three Martial Cultivator s obviously knew who Jiang Nanfei was, and they were a little afraid of him.

"Fuck, quickly retreat, otherwise Jiang Nanfei will rob us!"

"Don't worry, Jiang Nanfei's attention isn't on us anymore. Furthermore, we don't have any treasures on us, so if he wants to rob us, let him do it!"

"That's right, Jiang Nanfei is targeting that brat now. But, that brat is only at the Ninth Level of Martial General, what the hell is this? "

Just as the three Martial Cultivator s were discussing amongst themselves, Jiang Nanfei had already gotten close to Ye Feng, and the two sides of him were less than a meter apart.

Jiang Nanfei had a tall and powerful body, his body was sturdy and strong.

Even Ye Feng, who was thinner than him, who was a full head shorter than him, was a full circle thinner than him!

"Let me advise you one last time, hand over the Space Ring!" Jiang Nanfei coldly said to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng still repeated himself with the same words: "If you have the ability, come and get it!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the three Martial Cultivator s were greatly shocked.

The three Martial Cultivator s looked at Ye Feng as if he was an idiot, and felt that Ye Feng was already a dead man.

Jiang Nanfei possessed the terrifying cultivation of Martial King's Eighth Level and was even a core disciple of the Demonic Sect.

And Ye Feng, with his insignificant Ninth Level of Martial General, dared to fight against Jiang Nanfei?

If this wasn't seeking death, then what was it?

Jiang Nanfei sneered and no longer advised him any further. Clenching his fist, he punched towards Ye Feng's head.

The cultivation of Martial King's Eighth Level, even without using martial skills and Profound Qi, just the strength of his body alone was already over a million kilograms.

If he were to be hit by this punch, even Ninth Level of Martial Lord Stage would have to die!

What's more, it was just a mere Ninth Level of Martial General!

Therefore, to the three Martial Cultivator s, Ye Feng was undoubtedly dead. It was as if they saw Ye Feng's head explode as if it was a watermelon, and his brain was splattering everywhere!

Jiang Nanfei had the same thought!

However.

Their thoughts were ideas, after all, not reality.

But the reality was, just as Jiang Nanfei's fist was about to land on Ye Feng's face, Ye Feng casually raised his hand and caught Jiang Nanfei's fist.

The disdainful sneer on Jiang Nanfei's face froze in an instant, and continued to stir like before, but his face revealed a trace of shock.

The three Martial Cultivator s were also stunned at the same time.

"Block..." "He blocked it?"

"That's impossible, right? How can Ninth Level of Martial General defend against a punch from a Martial King? "

"My eyes must be playing tricks on me!"

Just as they were shocked, Ye Feng said something that made them choke on it.

Ye Feng said indifferently: You have the nerve to come out and rob us with just this little strength? "Are you an idiot?"

This little bit of strength?

Idiot?

Hearing that, veins popped out of Jiang Nanfei's forehead, and a cold light exploded from his eyes.

The three Martial Cultivator s were also shocked by Ye Feng's words.

But Jiang Nanfei, is your Martial King's Eighth Level good?

In the entire Zhao Kingdom, there are no more than fifty Martial Cultivator s, okay?

"You're courting death!" Jiang Nanfei suffered a huge humiliation, he bellowed, and erupted with his entire cultivation, the terrifying Spirit Qi churned, forming a berserk wave, causing the surrounding ground to shake, showing signs of rupturing.

Ye Feng remained indifferent.

Jiang Nanfei retracted his fist and fiercely threw a punch out. His fist was covered with a layer of golden energy, and this punch could destroy a whole village.

However.

Ye Feng raised his hand to block.

Boom.

A dull sonic boom sounded as Jiang Nanfei's huge fist landed on the palm of Ye Feng's hand. It was as if a huge boulder had sunk into the quagmire.

Seeing that, the eyes of the three Martial Cultivator s were big.

Jiang Nanfei was also extremely shocked.

At this moment, he realized that this brat who only possessed Ninth Level of Martial General in front of him possessed terrifying strength, and it was definitely not what he appeared to be on the surface.

Thus, Jiang Nanfei drew back explosively, until he was twenty meters away from Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at Jiang Nanfei with an expressionless face.

Jiang Nanfei took a deep breath, his fingers turned into a sword pointing towards the sky, and a green treasured sword flew out from his back.

Jiang Nanfei then spat out a large amount of mystical Qi onto the sword. His hands formed a seal, and the sword began to absorb the energy crazily. The sword began to glow with a yellow light, and began to emit a powerful sword hum.

"It's appeared, Jiang Nanfei's heavy sword!"

The three Martial Cultivator s were shocked.

The so called heavy sword was when Jiang Nanfei had fused an earth attribute Profound Qi into the cyan colored treasured sword, turning the treasured sword that was only two kilograms into a hundred thousand kilograms!

Jiang Nanfei's finger pointed to the sky and bent, the yellow treasured sword hummed as it pierced a few hundred meters into the sky, and then with the pressure from Jiang Nanfei's finger, it quickly shot down towards Ye Feng's head.

With a weight of 10,000 yuan and an acceleration of gravity, the power of the fall was extremely terrifying.

The three Martial Cultivator s were speechless!

If he was hit by this, even an expert of Martial King's Eighth Level would not be able to take it!

However, Ye Feng remained unmoved. His expression was normal, as if he did not see the terrifying sword pressing down from above!

The three Martial Cultivator s broke out in cold sweat for Ye Feng.

Right when the yellow heavy sword was about to land on Ye Feng's head, Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared.

Boom.

The yellow heavy sword landed on the ground like a meteorite falling from the sky. A huge crater appeared on the ground and a powerful shockwave blasted out in all directions, causing the ground to crack inch by inch.

"Is that kid dead?"

"He definitely won't live!"

"…"

The three Martial Cultivator s stared fixedly at the area of explosion.

After the smoke and dust disappeared.

A blue treasured sword was stabbed into the ground. Four fifths of the sword had already stabbed into the ground, leaving only the hilt exposed.

And Ye Feng was not even in the pit.

"Your sword technique is very interesting. It can actually change the quality of the sword. However, the speed is still a bit slow!" Ye Feng's voice slowly resounded.

"He didn't die?"

"When did that kid dodge?"

"In that situation, it's impossible for him to dodge!"

The three Martial Cultivator s started discussing.

Jiang Nanfei's eyes flashed a look of shock, but soon after, his mouth hooked into a cold smile.

With a wave of his hand, the cyan treasure sword flew out from the ground and returned to Jiang Nanfei. Jiang Nanfei did not say anything, he formed a sword with his finger, and a golden treasure sword flew out from behind him.

As Jiang Nanfei chanted the incantation, the green and gold swords merged together and released a strong sword hum.

Jiang Nanfei's chest and cheeks swelled up, and he spat out a large mouthful of Profound Qi s which landed on the two swords.

The double-edged sword released a gloomy energy, a Giant Mountain in front of him, following that, the sword was plated with a layer of white light.

"Whatever!" Jiang Nanfei laughed coldly, "Do you want speed? "Then I'll give it to you!"