Dragon God Sovereign

"Sword of Xingtian!"

Bei Mingkong burst out again, and another energy sword containing terrifying power condensed in the sky.

The spreading power of the two energy swords is suffocating.

Using the two swords of Xingtian, Bei Mingkong's aura did not weaken at all.

The two swords of Xingtian are absolutely terrifying.

"You haven't learned this before?" Bei Mingkong asked jokingly, his hands were sealed again, and another energy sword condensed.

Immediately afterwards, in the horrified eyes of everyone in Ye Gucheng, Bei Mingkong connected the seals, and energy swords condensed one after another.

All are the swords of Xingtian!

Above Bei Mingkong's head, a total of 13 swords of Xingtian condensed, and the monstrous breath scared everyone away.

Feng Wuchen's face also became very solemn.

Leng Qingfeng everyone looked at the thirteen terrifying swords of Xingtian in horror!

How terrifying is the attack of the thirteen swords of Xingtian?

"I used 13 underground martial arts in one breath!"

"Bei Mingkong's breath has not weakened at all!"

"Can not believe it......"

Everyone couldn't imagine, they were all scared back and trembling. To them, Bei Mingkong was a monster!

Luo Yan swallowed in horror, his face was extremely pale, and he said in amazement: "Can Emperor Dan... be able to stop it?"

Ye Gucheng's face at the moment was also full of horror. With his seven-layered cultivation base of the Heavenly Origin Realm, he did not dare to say that he could block the simultaneous attacks of 13 underground martial arts.

The thirteen swords of Xingtian can't stop the wind and dust, right?

Seeing everyone's extremely fearful faces, Bei Mingkong seemed to enjoy it very much, and his proud sneer was even brighter.

The icy gaze swept towards Feng Wuchen, and seeing Feng Wuchen's dignified expression, Bei Mingkong couldn't help but sneered: "Feng Wuchen, how was your confidence just now? Where was your prestige?"

"No matter how strong your physical body is, it can't stop my thirteen swords of Xingtian." Bei Mingkong sneered, and the words fell. Bei Mingkong waved his hand and thirteen swords of Xingtian burst out at the same time. .

"Buzz"

The thirteen terrifying energy swords shook the wasteland space violently, as if they were about to collapse, with a mighty momentum and great visual impact.

"Guru!"

Everyone in Ye Gucheng held their breath in horror, staring at the thirteen energy swords extremely nervously.

"Brother Feng!" Liu Qingyang cried out in horror.

"Teacher! Get away!" Zhang Junlan yelled in horror.

"Xiaoxiao, go and help Brother Feng, your barrier will definitely be blocked!" Miao Qingqing said anxiously.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "I think too, but Brother Feng must not want me to interfere."

Since it was Feng Wuchen and Bei Mingkong’s grievances, it was naturally the two of them who resolved it by themselves, and it was inconvenient for outsiders to intervene. Moreover, Feng Wuchen also said at the beginning, he alone was enough.

Seeing thirteen terrifying energy swords bursting out, Feng Wuchen's expression was extremely solemn, but there was no panic.

"Long Yin!"

Feng Wuchen suddenly roared, and a majestic and breathtaking roar swept through, like an ultrasound, resounding through the wasteland space, shocking everyone's eardrums, severe head pain, and dizziness.

"Not good!" Ye Gucheng's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly covered his ears.

Leng Qingfeng said with horror: "It's the roar from that time!"

"Quickly retreat!" Liu Qingyang roared, pulling Miao Qingqing back quickly.

"Is this also a ground-level martial art? How can there be the roar of a beast?"

"This roar is breathtaking!"

"It's terrible! What kind of monster's roar is this?"

In the wasteland, many cultivators were panicked, even if they were far away, they felt deafening, thinking that extremely terrifying monsters appeared in the wasteland.

Bei Mingkong was the closest to Feng Wuchen and received the most damage, and his head almost exploded.

"Bastard! It's this **** roar again!" Bei Mingkong was jealous and angry, but there was no way to go.

Even if Bei Mingkong noticed it for the first time and exploded quickly, it was too late.

Bei Ming was hollow, unable to control the thirteen terrifying energy swords, the energy sword lost control, and the attack position changed.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

Thirteen energy swords bombed everywhere, shaking the wasteland, and devastating energy ripples swept wildly.

"In this case, you shouldn't be able to absorb the power?" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, and the terrifying power poured into the Dragon God Sword and swept out fiercely and ruthlessly.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

A huge **** sword light of dozens of feet burst out, the sword intent was overwhelming, majestic, and the **** light enveloped the wasteland.

Bei Mingkong was dizzy, his eardrums were severely painful, and he could not hear anything. In his eyes, he saw the blood-red sword glow, but he seemed to have seen more than a dozen, vaguely.

Even if Bei Mingkong was distraught, he knew in his subconscious that the danger was approaching.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The terrifying sword light blew on Bei Mingkong's body with a bang, and the defenseless Bei Mingkong vomited blood on the spot, and his figure flew out.

Under the situation of distraction, Bei Mingkong was unable to make any measures at all.

The breathtaking majestic roar continued for more than ten seconds in the wasteland space before it gradually dissipated. .

It was only ten seconds, but everyone in Ye Gucheng was full of fear.

"Unreasonable!" The injured Bei Mingkong had gradually recovered at this time, and his pale face became grim.

Bei Mingkong was murderous, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, which made people afraid to look directly.

"Buzz!"

The power of the violent and terrifying evil spirit burst out, Bei Mingkong's body burst with blue light, and the extremely evil aura formed a storm that swept across.

"Mid-level martial arts! Jiuyou Forest Palm!"

Bei Mingkong screamed fiercely, his palm condensed with terrifying power, and blasted fiercely towards Feng Wuchen with a palm.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

The palm prints containing destructive energy burst out of the air. It was more than 30 meters large, like a hill, and the space shook violently wherever it passed.

"Ground the middle-grade martial arts!" Many people exclaimed, shocked.

"Competition skills, I haven't been afraid of you!" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, the power of blood poured into the Dragon God sword, the sword body hummed, filled with suffocating sword power.

"Sword Art of Extinguishing Soul! Extinguishing Soul, Weeping Ghosts!"

Feng Wuchen screamed fiercely, and the monstrous sword intent skyrocketed wildly, more terrifying than before, holding the Dragon God Sword in both hands, slashing it out from top to bottom, with great power.

Luo Yan was extremely horrified, and trembled: "Dan... Emperor Dan's martial arts are even more terrifying..."

"Feng Wuchen's sword art, I am afraid that it is even more terrifying than the high-rank martial arts!" Ye Gucheng was horrified, his pale face was covered with sweat.

The domineering and terrifying scarlet sword light flew out, like a long rainbow, frightening everyone in Ye Gucheng to the extreme, nervousness to the extreme.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the two destructive energies high in the sky.

"Boom!"

"Puff!"

After a while, the two destructive energies exploded as soon as they collided. The wasteland once again rang out with a loud and earth-shaking noise, covering all the sounds, and the monstrous energy ripples madly rolled away, causing Feng Wuchen and Bei Mingkong to vomit blood, each flying Get out.

"The power of the evil spirit can't suppress Feng Wuchen!" Bei Mingkong couldn't believe it.

Bei Mingkong's mid-level martial arts, in front of Feng Wuchen's Soul Extinguishing Sword Art, is no threat.

The power of the evil spirits is so terrifying, and Bei Mingkong also used the ancestor's middle-rank martial arts. He wanted to use this martial skill to inflict heavy damage on Feng Wuchen, but Feng Wuchen's sword light was even more terrifying!

"Buzz!"

Energy ripples swept in all directions with an unstoppable force, towering ancient trees, towering mountains, all swallowed in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Junlan, who was watching the battle in the distance, retreated in panic.

They couldn't bear such a devastating energy.

Under the head-on, Bei Mingkong was seriously injured and his face was pale. Whether it was in strength or martial skills, Bei Mingkong was not as good as the wind and dust.

The Dragon God Sword has been upgraded to a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is still forged in Tier 2, and its power is stronger than before.

The stronger the Dragon God Sword, the stronger the sword light will naturally be with the sword art displayed.

Feng Wuchen's injuries are not light, but he is protected by Qilin armor, which is optimistic than Bei Mingkong.

"The power of evil spirits is nothing but this, Bei Mingkong, you can never beat me!" Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, and the Dragon God Sword floated in front of him, and Feng Wuchen's hands suddenly folded.

"Shut up!" The badly injured Bei Mingkong roared, staring at Feng Wuchen.

"Buzz!"

The surging power condensed out, and the blood flashed, filled with an extremely domineering energy aura.

"Prince Dragon God Fist!"

Feng Wuchen let out a cold scream, and the fists that gathered the surging power, the power of terror is frightening.

In the next second, Feng Wuchen launched a fierce offensive, **** frantically.

Bei Mingkong's hideous face changed slightly, his heart was terrified, and he hurriedly shouted: "True Essence Bodyguard!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Puff puff!"

The attack speed of the double fists was fast, and the invisible scary fist marks hit hundreds of punches in an instant. Bei Mingkong's energy shield instantly shattered, and his fists immediately banged on him. Bei Mingkong was unable to parry and he vomited blood.

"This is impossible! How could Feng Wuchen still have such terrifying martial arts?" Bei Ming Kong was extremely frightened, and with his strength, the condensed energy shield was actually vulnerable.

And within an instant, Feng Wuchen blasted hundreds of punches, no matter how strong Bei Mingkong was, he couldn't bear it.

Bei Mingkong's injury worsened! Weak breath!

In this battle, Bei Ming was defeated! Still a fiasco!

"..." Ye Gucheng, Luo Yan and Leng Qingfeng were so scared that they could not speak when they saw such a shocking and terrifying martial arts, their bodies were already in petrification.

"Bei Mingkong! Your death date is here!" Feng Wuchen yelled fiercely. After hitting Bei Mingkong heavily, Feng Wuchen was already holding the Dragon God Sword and exploded under the flap of wings.

"call out!"

"laugh!"

Feng Wuchen's figure turned into a **** light, and it disappeared in a flash. Bei Mingkong's heart sprayed out a message, and there was an extra hole.

"No...this doesn't..." Bei Mingkong looked at his chest with extreme horror. He was unwilling, unwilling to gain the strength of the ancestors and was defeated by Feng Wuchen.

"Bei Mingkong, you are too weak, no matter how many times you are resurrected, I can kill you!" Feng Wuchen sneered, shaking the blood on the Dragon God Sword.

Bei Mingkong slowly fell.