The Strongest Dan God Chapter 406: Sword Jianzhu heart!

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White light rises. Eye-catching.

The corpse exploded.

The power of a giant ghost servant exploding. Can be imagined.

Not to mention. The five ghost servants united in a burst. It's shocking.

Han Yue panted. Put down the jade flute. Wipe away the blood from the corner of the mouth. Use this ability. To herself. Is it not a huge consumption?

She glanced up at the flying dust. Corpse gas filled. It makes people see the situation inside clearly.

"Ye Zifeng. What a pity ..."

The corner of her mouth. A sneer was raised: "I originally wanted to refine you into my high level ghost servant. But now. I am afraid I can't find your whole body. I have to say. It is a pity." /

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"This ..."

At the same time. Everyone came across this change. Swallowed two or three spit. It seems that his throat is dry. There was a shocked expression on his face.

"Ye Zifeng is like this. Dead."

Their faces are getting harder to look at. Ye Zifeng is not comparable to Li Yunsheng. One less Li Yunsheng is no big deal. but. If there is no Ye Zifeng. The battle that follows. How to fight.

"Who said Brother Zifeng is dead."

Ye Xueyi is even more beautiful. The heart is shaking.

"No. Impossible."

She buzzed in her head. Shake his head fiercely. Qiao's face was pale. Her pretty face was haggard all at once. Rushing desperately to where Ye Zifeng was just now. This is the central location of the explosion.

"Brother Zifeng cannot die like this."

"Xueyi. Do n’t be impulsive ..."

Looking back at Ye Xueyi. Glancing at her coldly: "All said. You are not allowed to call me that."

Under Liu Ningzi. Failed to hold her. Licking his lips. The look is complex. Now it has to be the same as everyone else. Stand in place. Looking at her back in the distance.

Han Yue saw Ye Xueyi rushing alone. His eyes were slightly surprised.

"This little girl. I'm not afraid of dying. Since that is the case. I will be kind. Keep you a whole body."

She sneered. Hold up the jade flute in your hand. Suddenly a slight tremor sounded.

Two ghost servants close together heard the sound. The action was stagnant. After an instant. The first update of the red eyes light up. Furiously rushed to Ye Xueyi.

"Do n’t block me."

Ye Xueyi's pretty face was sullen. The urged wind king Martial Spirit. Form two air blades. Circled and scraped towards the two ghost servants.

Slightly better than Zhao Shucheng ’s return in one blow. These two air blades. Hit the ghost servant's chest. Stimulated a layer of blood.

However. It's just a layer of blood.

Her wind king Martial Spirit. After all, it was only recently acquired. Even if the potential is high. At this stage. It has not yet reached the level of Martial Disciple intermediate rank.

A bit of disdain appeared on Han Yue's face. Persuaded: "Sister of Ye Zifeng, right. Little girl. Stop struggling. No matter who you are today. You have to leave your life. No one can be an exception."

"Not necessarily."

Ye Xueyi frowned. He bit his thin lips. She is from spatial jade pendant. In an instant. He pulled out a wind blade.

In the calm air. Suddenly a bleak howling sounded.

The two ghost servants are still grinning. There have not been many other reactions. Ye Xueyi's eyes flashed with light. Wind blade in the hand. Just in front of them. Scattered afterimages.

The air is flooded. Jinghong fencing.

"Whoosh." The wind whizzed in my ear.

The two giant ghost servants cannot even see the direction of Wind Blade. Not to mention hand blocking.

In their throats. Blood stains from the beginning. Gradually expanded into several blood holes. It is even expanding.

A bang. Their throats. It was completely broken by the wind blade of Ye Xueyi. Burst into the air.

Next moment. They are stiff. It's like slate. Fall straight to the ground.

"What ..."

Han Yue's heart is cold. Where does she know. In front of this little girl with inferior strength. From the Wuji Medicine Pavilion. Get a whole set of spirit level peak gusty suit.

"Whether the windstorm suit ... Alas. If it was the last time I hunted pets. How good should I get the first name." Zhao Shucheng sighed slightly enviously.

Inadequate strength. Ye Xueyi can make up for with the unique advantages of the suit.

"This girl. It's somewhat similar to your brother. Not so easy to deal with."

Han Yue recovered slightly. Nodded sneered and said. Update at the first time

"Yes. I will complete you. How did Ye Zifeng die. I also let you die now."

So. She picked up the jade flute. Across the lips. An extremely loud flute. It sounded again.

Zi Cang saw her pick up the jade flute. I knew that everyone's ending had been decided.

After all. This corpse frenzy. Inspired by Han Yue's fantasy flute. Powerless.

And the corpse exploded. It is her unique killer skill.

In his opinion. The rest of the crowd. There are no more flowers.

Even if Ye Xueyi has a gusty wind suit. At most, it will last for a while. Sooner or later, it will be swallowed up by this sea of ​​corpses.

Zi Cang's face. There was an indifferent smile. Sighed aloud: "Since Ye Zifeng is dead. Your defeat has been decided. You. You can do it yourself. Update first"

He just started to leave. suddenly. A familiar voice came from behind him.

"Who said I was dead."

Zi Cang is lagging. Blood clotting throughout the body.

In addition. I was surprised to hear this. Han Yue holds the hand of Jade Flute. It was also frozen on the spot.

The two simultaneously set their sights on the center of the corpse explosion just now.

"Zi ... Brother Zifeng." Ye Xueyi slowly raised his head. The divine light coagulated in the bright eyes. Pretty face. He burst into tears and smiled.

The corpse dissipated. The body of Ye Zifeng. Surrounded by white bone fingers.

His surroundings. Sinked about half a height. A big bunker was recessed.

And he. But he stood on the high ground. Although his face looked pale.

Yes. without doubt. Ye Zifeng is indeed alive.

"Okay. shadow ghost. You take a rest first."

Ye Zifeng smiled lightly. I saw the giant bones in front of me slowly turned into a group of spiritual energy. Follow his arms blood red lines. Back to his mind.

Anyway. These five corpses exploded. It was actually resisted by Ye Zifeng and that boned big finger. Suddenly received it.

"You ..."

Zi Cang originally narrowed its eyes into a line of eyes. Almost at the same time.

"Stupefied in front of me. Really okay." Ye Zifeng sneered sneered.

Subsequently. Binghua shines. The brilliant glory of the ice emperor sword emerged. A long silver glow was drawn in the air.

The tip of the sword is facing the pupil of Zi Cang. Keep zooming in.

Zi Cang's face twitched slightly. Recovered. Bright silver sword in hand. Shot from under the threat. A sword is placed on the tip of the ice emperor's sword. Take it a little bit off.

Yes. He was in a hurry. Hastily shot. Still shocked by this great force. The tiger's mouth suddenly cracked. Blood DC.

And that sparkling ice. Follow the blade of the bright silver sword. Keep freezing upwards. Suddenly, Zi Cang's fingers were frozen. And along his wrist all the way. Arms up. Form a thick frost.

Han Yue hesitated for a moment. Decided. Immediately holding the jade flute. A strong sound blew out at a rapid speed.

The thick frost was shocked by the flute sound. Suddenly cracked from Zi Cang's arm. Drop to the ground. Fall into ice.

Zi Cang was saved by Han Yue. Without saying anything. Mention spiritual energy in a hurry. A dozen steps back.

Just. He was attacked by the frost of the ice emperor's sword. Retreat speed. It became a little bit slow.

"I still want to escape."

Ye Zifeng chuckled lightly. Wipe the magic crystal ring suddenly. Zidian Feijian then fell into his hands. It is facing the bright silver sword of Zi Cang.

If it doesn't count as the frost gas of the ice emperor sword. Ye Zifeng is still used to cutting. Use the Purple Electric Flying Sword. This is due to the speed bonus of the purple electric suit.

"Ding Ding Ding." Only listen to the sound of Jin Ge's fighting.

Ye Zifeng once shot. No more mercy.

Seven swords in a row. The sword went away.

"This ..."

Zi Cang Xiang Xu is a genius. Hidden in the Yangjian Pavilion, own strength. Always thought. Among the same Realm student. No one can beat oneself in talent.

But now. He changed his mind.

Hand in hand with Ye Zifeng. Zi Cang immediately felt the infinite subtlety contained in the opponent's sword moves. In his heart. There was a faint sense of inferiority.

"Ye Zifeng. You ..." Zi Cang looked up in amazement.

"I said that. I was dazed in front of me. Really okay."

Ye Zifeng glanced at a flaw in the other party. Sneered slightly. Zidian Flying Sword is really like lightning. Hit quickly.

Zi Cang was shocked. Seeing it is too late to dodge. Immediately extend his left hand to resist.

"Uh."

A blood flower exploded in the air. The silver brilliance.

A flying sword. It was actually the entire left hand of Zi Cang. Poke out a big blood hole.

And. This doesn't count. Zidian Feijian is still alive. Intrusive all the way. Straight into his chest.

Mumbling. Zi Cang's face suddenly became extremely white. Very painful.

He gritted his teeth tightly. There was an explosion of power in the whole body. Soaring breath. Fighting together, the Purple Electric Flying Sword popped out of the body. Shocked Ye Zifeng.

Ye Zifeng frowned. A few steps back. Avoid the invasion of this sky-high spiritual energy.

However. From just now to now. Ye Zifeng held a breath. It's enough.

"Poof ..."

He has a sweet throat. Chest blocked. At this time, he could not help but spur a blood arrow. He was busy wielding a purple electric flying sword. Put the tip of the sword against the gravel ground. Barely prevent yourself from falling.

"You ... you just did. Sure enough I was seriously injured." Zi Cang was slightly stunned. Inadvertently. A smile appeared.

It ’s almost that. Ye Zifeng's attack just now. Just go a little further. You can break the heart of Zi Cang. Kill Zi Cang on the spot.

Yes. He failed after all.

Ye Zifeng did not answer. Strongly restrained the urge to vomit blood. His face is a bit ugly.

He turned back. Grit his teeth. Run in the direction of Ye Xueyi.

"Xueyi. Keep up with me."

Zi Cang froze for a moment. Raised his head violently. Looked at the location of Han Yue. Shouted.

"Hurry up. Hurry up. Ye Zifeng has been seriously injured. This is his last struggle."

While he speaks. Feeling too excited. Suddenly felt dizzy. Black eyes. Then slowly. Fell to the ground. Can no longer act ...

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