Chapter 1875

The strength of the ancestor of Blood Sword is quite strong. Ye Feng is not worried. Instead, he is a little excited. It is a matter of celebration to have a decent opponent.

I've fought with opponents of this level many times. It's the first time I've met a man with such accomplishments as a silver warrior, a Demon Knight, a skeleton warrior, and a level eight fierce beast.

Ye Feng hates the tyranny of the ancestor of blood sword, but he can understand why he is so.

A man who has cultivated in fairyland is really proud.

But this kind of pride has been hit by Ye Feng.

The ancestor of Blood Sword is Ye Feng's first ancient warrior with the strength of fairyland. If he doesn't get in and out of the immortal world, Ye Feng doesn't know whether his real star level magic power is his opponent.

At the beginning, Ye Feng thought that the ancestor of blood sword was just mystifying, but there was a wave of sword spirit coming from all directions. He could be sure that the strength of Blood Sword ancestor was equal to that of Demon Knight, and even had more details.

The aura shield on Ye Feng's wrist flashed a golden light and surrounded half of Ye Feng's body.

The red sword light like blood, like the storm, constantly impacts the light shield of the aura shield.

The blood sword comes from all directions and is blocked by Ye Feng's aura shield. The ancestor of Blood Sword is surprised that Ye Feng not only has a sharp flying sword, but also has such a powerful defense spirit weapon.

His eyes were full of red blood light, like an evil and tyrannical devil. His hands were tightly together. From the gap between his hands, the light of the Blood Sword became more dazzling and powerful, as if it turned into a huge sword and chopped at Ye Feng's aura shield.

The ancestor of Blood Sword constantly changes directions, which is as fast as a phantom, chopping to Ye Feng from all directions.

His attack is fierce, but every time he changes direction, the aura shield in front of Ye Feng turns into a golden light shield, which blocks the bloody sword from the ancestor of Blood Sword.

The golden light shield emits a light light, showing a strong spirit.

Everyone was stunned. The three dongfangyue father and son, Shen lilao, the housekeeper, and even the disciples of Nanhai Jianmen, such as the ancestor of blood sword, were stunned.

It was the first time that they saw this kind of artifact that could bend the light curtain at will, as if it had a sense of self-defense.

The ancestor of blood sword not only turned his eyes red, but also his skin was so red that he seemed to bleed.

He hardly believed his eyes. His blood sword, which he had worked hard for nearly 200 years, could not penetrate Ye Feng's defense screen.

How could it be? Even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, he couldn't have reached the fairyland in his twenties. He had practiced for more than 100 years to reach such a level.

Ye Feng not only blocked the fierce attack of the ancestor of blood sword, but also looked relaxed.

"Lao Dao, you've been fighting for a long time, and you're tired. Let me also move and stretch my muscles and bones."

The lightsaber in Ye Feng's palm emits three colors of light: gold, purple, and red. The three colors shuttle together alternately. The wind, lightning, thunder, and crazy magic power rush to the ancestor of the blood sword.

The ancestor of the Blood Sword quickly shot out the Blood Sword and fought fiercely with Ye Feng's flying sword.

After a long battle, he was a little agitated. The strong pressure in Ye Feng's flying sword made the sword light fly everywhere. Moreover, his chest felt like a mountain was pressed down and he could hardly breathe.

I always feel that my blood sword, like the black light sword of Nanhai sword, will be chopped to pieces.

The ancestor of the Blood Sword bit his teeth and had already hit it to such an extent. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and his mouth was salty, which made him shiver.

His whole body Qi and blood run rapidly, his white hair is like a steel needle, his bent white beard becomes straight, his thin fingers are pinching the sword formula, and he is saying something in his mouth.

This is the last time he closed the door, just learned a kind of combat skills.

Blood training heart classic in the war skills.

His head actually rises a hazy blood light, this blood light gradually condenses the shadow of a blood sword, with a frenzied momentum, suffused with a thick bloody gas.

This kind of blood light spreads around, dyeing the original bright moon color into blood red, and the light bloody moonlight is floating in the sky.

Not only was the sky dyed with blood, but the surrounding mountains and mountains were covered with a red color.

Ye Feng felt a strong pressure coming from all directions.

Ye Feng sneered: "Yo, you can also shine, so you can save a lot of electricity, ah, power failure is not afraid."

The ancestor of Blood Sword sneered: "you don't know how to live or die. Do you think my blood light is fun? In a moment, you will taste the power of my blood cultivating Heart Sutra."

Hearing that the ancestor of Blood Sword mentioned the blood cultivation Heart Sutra, Ye Feng suddenly remembered that he had got a blood cultivation Heart Sutra when he swept the old nest of the Earth Spirit sect.

Because the war skills in the blood cultivation Heart Sutra are too evil and a little heretical, I haven't cultivated them all the time.

Inspired by the blood cultivation heart meridian, the ancestor of Blood Sword raised the energy in the blood to an unprecedented intensity, and the blood light in his head gradually condensed into a bloody lightsaber.The onlookers did not even dare to show the atmosphere. This kind of war skill which turned into light and shadow was unheard of before.

Ye Feng doesn't feel fresh. The ancient warriors who have reached the fairyland can form their internal forces, just like the real light and shadow. This kind of light and shadow is faster and more powerful than ordinary weapons.

This kind of weapon is the ice bow that Jiang Yixue condenses with cold air.

Most of these weapons are immortal weapons, and ordinary spiritual weapons can not achieve such power.

Seeing the blood sword in the air, the image is more real. The handle and blade contain more powerful power.

This power seems to come from the bloody hell, giving people a sense of panic, fear, uneasiness.

Dongfang Yue felt his back cold and swish. Unconsciously, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and the wind was as cold as not wearing clothes.

Shen lilao and Dongfang Yue both worry about Ye Feng.

Dongfang Yue didn't expect that the ancestor of Blood Sword of Jianmen in the South China Sea had reached a level beyond people's expectation. Thanks to Ye Feng's help, he had some confidence.

But looking at the Blood Sword gathered from the head of his ancestor, he began to doubt whether he was right or wrong to return to China from overseas. If he knew that he would encounter these old monsters, he would not come back.

From the wave like blood, Ye Feng smelled a strong evil breath, which was not possessed by ordinary ancient warriors.

Only the earth immortals in the fairyland can do this. Because they are not immortal practitioners, they rely on the blood and divine power of Archaean deities in the body.

Ye Feng's doubts become more and more intense. There is no trace of immortal in the Blood Sword ancestor's breath. It is certain that the Blood Sword ancestor is not a Dixian.