Chapter 642: Demon of Hell

Ye Feng's sword is getting faster and faster, fast and cruel. Ye Feng has fully mastered these three principles, and the oppressive Tian Heng has no power to fight back.
"Boy, you forced me!"
The long spear in Tianheng's hand suddenly radiated light, and a terrifying aura radiated from the spear, like a spear coming to the world.
"It's useless, although your marksmanship is very powerful, but facing my swordsmanship, it is not enough!"
Ye Feng cultivated God-level martial arts, knowing any martial arts at a single point, and instantly penetrated the mystery of Tianheng's spear technique.
"Blessed Maha, the envoy of hell, come up!"
Tian Heng unexpectedly used the power of taboos and practiced some kind of sorcery. He saw that his face suddenly became incredibly hideous. From behind him, a door appeared, as if it could lead to the Maha Hell.
"Good evil power!"
Feeling the power of hell, Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless, this Tianheng actually practiced such a vicious taboo technique, summoning the power of hell, and blessing himself.
"Who is calling the messenger of hell!"
From the Maha Hell, an ancient voice came, full of endless evil.
"Great master, I am your humble servant, please give me strength!"
Tian Heng's voice was hoarse, calling himself a servant.
"If you want my power, you have to contribute your life, your soul!"
The illusory hand stretched out from and took away part of Tian Heng's soul and part of his lifespan. In a way that was visible to the naked eye, Tian Heng's essence was rapidly diminished, and the evil spirit in his body became stronger and stronger.
From the hell, there was a mysterious power that was instilled into Tian Heng's body, and Tian Heng's aura was rising at an extremely fast speed.
Ye Feng's expression was solemn, and he felt a pressure. This evil force is pure power, which can cause great harm to the human body. Once it is attacked, it is easy to sink into hell. From then on, he can only be the hell. Make manipulation.
"Spiritual swordsmanship!"
Ye Feng remembered the spirit of swordsmanship he had practiced with Hongyue. This set of swordsmanship was designed to crack the evil, even the source of evil was broken, let alone the power of hell.
It's a pity that only Ye Feng performed it alone, and it was not as powerful as a merger of the two.
The fierce sword energy slashed in the air, cutting the space, Ye Feng's face became very soft, as if he had returned to the scene of practicing with Hongyue.
"Boy, you can make me lose three hundred years of life, waste 10% of the power of the soul, and you can die in the hands of the envoy, which is enough to be proud!"
Tian Heng has a hideous expression, absorbed the power of hell, and his whole body is like a of hell. His voice is very hoarse, like a broken gong, very harsh.
"Even if you absorb the power of hell, you will die today!"
Ye Feng's swordsmanship exudes a powerful light, flooding every inch of space.
"Chang!"
The swordsmanship fell quickly, with a clanging sound, Ye Feng's long sword was deflected by the spear, and Ye Feng's body rolled backwards.
"What a weird power of hell!"
Ye Feng was secretly frightened. With the blow just now, he didn't actually have the upper hand, and he was almost taken off the ground.
"Boom boom boom!"
With terrible steps, Tian Heng approached Ye Feng step by step, the evil expression on his face began to be distorted, and his body exuded a scarlet aura. This is the purest power of hell.
"Destroy heaven!"
Ye Feng swept forward, and the long sword changed again. This time it was Extinguishing Heaven, and its power greatly increased.
Tian Heng's face was expressionless, except for the ferocious, it was evil. With a sharp shot from the spear, he suddenly let go and stabbed towards Ye Feng.
"Break for me!"
The Sword of Slaughter swept across, and the spear flew out. Ye Feng felt his palm numb. Tian Heng's strength more than doubled, and his strength was comparable to Shenwu Fourth Level.
The spear returned to Tian Heng's hand, his arm danced, and his body shot at Ye Feng, carrying the terrifying power of hell, trying to tear Ye Feng's body.
The 300-year life span was lost in order to kill Ye Feng. At this time, Tian Heng had lost his reason and had only one purpose, which was to kill Ye Feng.
"Shenmu Emperor Seal!"
Ye Feng suddenly formed seals with both hands, wanting to rely on the Five Elements Seal of Heaven to suppress the opponent, waiting for an opportunity to make a move and slashing under the sword.
Countless vines appeared, like tentacles, trying to lock Tian Heng's body.
These are all wood elements. As Ye Feng's realm improved, the power of the Shenmu Emperor's Seal gradually revealed.
It seems that Ye Feng will also speed up the search for several other divine elements, and have all evolved the Five Elements Seal of Heaven earlier.
The tentacles quickly restricted Tian Heng's speed, and was restrained to death.
"Quiet Twilight!"
The Sword of Slaughter trembles again, like the dusk of the gods, playing the music of death. When the dusk falls, it is the beginning of the dawn. There is already a white fish on the horizon, and the dawn is about to come.
"laugh!"
Countless sword qi flew out, almost flooding Tianheng's radius of tens of meters, and his body was suppressed by the Shenmu Emperor's seal, and he could not move at all.
"Roar!"
Like a roar, Tian Heng let out a roar, and the rattan on his body broke apart one by one, and he broke free from the restraint. The spear in his hand was like a thousand army sweeping, and a dance, all the rattans around were lifted out.
"Chichichi..."
Sword Qi entered his body, even though he had broken the Shenmu Emperor's seal, the sharp sword aura still pierced his body, even with the addition of the Hell Envoy, facing such a terrifying sword aura, Tian Heng's body was cut to pieces.
But the sword aura only hurt his body and couldn't cause substantial damage. Those ruptures quickly recovered, and at the third level of Shenwu, even if there was only a ray of soul, it could be reborn.
"You dare to blaspheme the demon of hell, today I will take your life to sacrifice to the great of and use your soul to the great messenger."
A series of weird sounds came out from Tian Heng's mouth, and pieces of scale-like things grew up and down all over his body. This was a armor.
Using the power of to bless oneself, this Tianheng is really extraordinary. It seems that he has got some kind of adventure, obtained this secret method, and uses life and soul as the price to summon the envoy of hell.
"Shoot the arrow!"
With a squeak, the sun-shooting arrow flew out, trying to break Tianheng's offensive. Once he was completely possessed by the demon of hell, it was very difficult for Ye Feng to kill him completely.
"Roar!"
Tian Heng has gradually lost his appearance, like a demon with a grimace, a fishy liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth, roared, and a sun-shooting arrow flew out of the void.
"boom!"
The sun-shooting arrow exploded and lifted Tian Heng's body into the air. Pieces of meat fluttered wildly in the air. Tian Heng's body was blown into a big hole, and it was not dead.
"Weak human beings, you dare to blaspheme the power of the of hell, it!"
Tian Heng seems to be dead, now it is the demon of that controls him, and his voice is devilish, very evil.
"The source of all evil, it's time to kill!"
Ye Feng didn't stop, and the Golden Spear of Thunder was sacrificed. This is the purest power of lightning, which can destroy everything, any evil thing, the most feared is the power of lightning.
Thunderbolt restrains everything and can destroy everything, the golden spear of thunder appeared, and the expression on the face of the demon of seemed to be distorted.
"Kill me!"
Ye Feng's arm trembled, and the primordial spirit decomposed the rolling inscription pattern, blessed it on the golden spear of thunder, increasing the attack power of martial arts.
"Devildom Summon!"
The demon of murmured a summoning sound, and a more terrifying evil force appeared, trying to destroy the golden spear of thunder.
The golden spear of thunder pierced into the body of the demon of in the form of a meteor. Because it contains the power of thunder and lightning, the demon of can't resist it.
"Blast me!"
Ye Feng shouted, and the Golden Spear of Thunder completely exploded.
"jump!"
Tian Heng's body was exploded, turned into countless pieces of meat, floating in the air, but there was still no death. Two eyeballs floated in the void, and the pieces of meat merged little by little, trying to unite.
Ye Feng almost had all his cards out, but still failed to kill Tian Heng. This Shenwu Triple Layer was really not that easy to deal with. It was Shura clone, which almost suppressed the Tian Patriarch and gained the upper hand. With a few tricks, he could basically be killed.
After all, the Asura clone possesses the triple strength of Shenwu, which is almost the same as the Tian Patriarch, and with the help of Qiu Killing, coupled with the Qi of Asura, the Tian Patriarch is restrained.
"Yin and Yang Liangyi sword, mill it for me!"
The Slaughter Sword came out and evolved into the Yin-Yang Two-Yiyi Sword, which turned into a huge grinding disc, like a Tai Chi gossip, covering all the broken flesh of the Demon of Hell and starting to crush it.
"Ahhhhh..."
The demon of uttered a screaming scream, and his body broke apart, and now he was crushed by the sword of yin and yang, making a terrifying scream.
The grinding disc emits two completely different forces, one yin and one yang, and they restrain each other. They begin to rotate violently, lower and lower, and the pieces of meat begin to turn into dust and dissipate in the air completely, only the power of remains. In the void.
"The sword of killing, absorb the power of for me, and evolve into of silence!"
The ultimate in heaven is hell, Ye Feng has long understood it, but he is struggling to understand the power of hell, and now there is the power of ready, as long as Ye Feng absorbs it and slowly understands it.
The flesh and blood shattered, the power of was absorbed by Ye Feng again, Tian Heng's mind began to wake up a little bit, the original spirit floated in the air, watching his body completely disappear, the original spirit made a series of screams.
"This is impossible, impossible, I have the blessing of the envoy, how can I be defeated by you!"
Tian Heng let out a roar, but still didn't understand that there was a huge gap between him and Ye Feng, and Ye Feng almost exhausted all his cards before beheading the demon of hell.
If it weren't for the suppression of Emperor Shenmu's seal, the threat of shooting arrows from the sun, the restraint of the Golden Spear of Thunder, and the suppression of the sword of Yin and Yang, it would be impossible for Ye Feng to kill him.
"Long-winded!"
Ye Feng's face was gloomy, and Duanmu shot a needle.
"what!"
Tian Heng let out a miserable scream, the soul was pierced by Ye Feng with a needle, and completely died. In the void, only the power of and the endless laws of Shenwu were left.
The Tian Patriarch in the distance heard a scream, his mind trembled, his body shook, and he wanted to escape, but found that Qiu Sha had locked his body.
"Sadness!"
The sharp axe mark covers the sky.