Chapter 169: Fatal strike

"Ye Chenfeng, I found out that you are really awkward. I didn't expect you to have such cards. It seems that you should get the most precious inheritance of the true spirits."
The fire spirit looked at Ye Chenfeng with a burning gaze. He wanted to know what kind of opportunity Ye Chenfeng had in the real spirits, so that he would rise suddenly and fly into the sky.
"You have too much nonsense."
Time is limited, Ye Chenfeng didn't waste too much time. The perfect sword instantly squirted out his body, melted into the giant sword, and launched an attack on the fire spirit.
"Instant Killing a Sword!"
A swordman who crossed the speed of light cut through the sky, leaving a deep sword mark in midair, and a sword stabbed the chest of the fire spirit, trying to pierce his chest.
"Nine-foot measure."
Ye Chenfeng's display of instant killing of a sword hits, and the fire spirits are holding the middle of the product. The nine feet are like the pillars of the sky, hitting the instant killing of Ye Chenfeng. sword.
"Hey!"
The two souls collided together, and the nine-footed ruler was broken immediately. The sharp swordsman ran through the measuring ruler. At the speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, he penetrated the shoulders of the fire spirit and put his shoulders through. A blood hole, a large amount of blood flowing out uncontrollably.
"What, the elders are hurt."
The secluded valley and other people who are just preparing to attack together, witnessed the scene of the fire spirit of the person being pierced by Ye Chenfeng’s sword, and his face changed dramatically.
"What are you doing, speeding up with me?"
Under the horrible after the improvement of the strength of Ye Chenfeng, the fire spirit master took the initiative to make a quick decision, and quickly and the secluded valley, Jian Yuan and other four lobby owners, more than ten elders clothed a burst of fire, countless fires on their heads .
"Fire beast."
Under the control of Huo Ling’s master, the fire bursts at a high speed, and a large number of flames turn into a fierce fire beast, and the rushing attack against Ye Chenfeng.
"Hey!"
A large number of fire beasts hit, hundreds of meters long blood dragons emerged from the body of Ye Chenfeng, and the deafening sound of dragons screamed at these fire beasts. The terrible sound waves such as the tumbling tsunami swept the fire beasts. Attack.
"Blood dragon, give me off."
Under the control of Ye Chenfeng's mind, the soul beast blood dragon writhed the huge body and rushed into the fire beast group, and the fire beast that condensed with the fire smashed fiercely.
"Wind shadow, broken!"
Blood dragons resisted the fire beasts, Ye Chenfeng smashed into the air with his feet, and the swordsmanship blended with the power of Xuanhan Lingshui, turning into a swordmanship that traversed the heavens and the earth, swirling He turned to the fire.
"Flame vortex, resist."
When the wind and shadow fell, the flame power that condensed over the fire bursts at a high speed, forming a huge vortex covering a range of one mile, which hardly resisted the blending of the sword, Xuan Hanling The wind power of the water is rampant.
"Rumble!"
The moment when the two forces collided, a terrible energy storm was formed, spreading around at an extremely fast speed, destroying large blocks of buildings, and scaring even the warriors in the Flame City to escape.
Ye Chenfeng's life-threatening technique, with the power of one person storming the fire, the sword spirit and the fire soul are also fiercely fighting to the white heat stage.
Although the fire-minded attack is even feared by the six-level mysterious beast masters, the sword spirit is invincible, and the attack of the fire soul does not pose any threat to him.
And the sword's attack has continually damaged the fire, and completely restrained its offensive, making him very angry and angry.
"Fire drill."
The painful attack has no fruit, and the fire soul has compressed its body to the extreme, and instantly turned into a thick finger of fire, which swayed to the sword's most defensive eyes.
"Hey!"
Swordsman’s eyes were pierced by the fire, and a lot of fire was sputtered out.
"What, he is not a person."
The eyes of the sword in the sword, the soul of the fire has a feeling of stabbing on the mysterious iron, and compressing it to the ultimate blow, it is impossible to hurt the eyes of the sword, which makes him stunned by the sword. Identity has raised doubts.
"Hey!"
The fire soul was stunned, and the sword scorpion suddenly opened his mouth and issued a scream that was not like human beings. A sharp sword mans shot in his mouth, and the fire soul was stabbed in the distance. Hey, it’s hard to open a gap in its body and damage its body.
Spit out the swordsman and hurt the soul, and the sword spirit did not win the attack, but suddenly gave up the fire soul and flew in the direction of Ye Chenfeng.
There is a fierce fight with the fire soul. There is not much energy left in the sword spirit. If you can't replenish the energy you need in time, he will lose his fighting power.
The fire soul is extremely intelligent. It sees that the sword spirit suddenly abandons itself, immediately notices the suspicion, regardless of physical damage, quickly catches up with the sword spirit, and follows him to Ye Chenfeng.
"Five thousand middle-class soul crystals, melt."
Showing and killing the swordsman, the fierce attack of Ye Chenfeng, seeing the energy-depleted swordsman’s scorpion fly quickly, without hesitation, took out 50,000 pieces of the soul in the Qiankun bag, all Into the sword spirit.
Incorporating 50,000 kilograms of the soul of the soul, the fighting power of the sword spirit has once again returned to the level of the five-level mythical ancestor, the sword of the emptiness of the sky, directly tearing a crack in the bursting fire, shocking the fire spirit Everyone inside, spit blood.
"Sure enough, he is not human."
The scene of the sword scorpion blending 50,000 pieces of the soul of the soul, the fire soul guessed his identity, immediately changed the target of the attack, condensed a hot fire ball, attacked Ye Chenfeng.
"Xuanhan Lingshui, broken!"
After being attacked by the fire soul, Ye Chenfeng immediately released the power of the Xuanhan Lingshui to defend, and the cold and chilly wind surrounded the body, constantly weakening the power of the fireball.
"The spirit of Lingshui, you have received a kind of spiritual water!"
Linghuo is the same as Lingshui. It is a spiritual thing born in the world, and it is unique. It feels the spirit of Lingshui in Ye Chenfeng, and the fire soul is shocked.
"Sword Spirit, let's go."
The power of life burning in the body began to weaken, and Ye Chenfeng, who was slowly descending in the realm, did not fight, and the idea gave the sword to the sword and ordered to cover and leave.
"Where to run, the fire three combos."
When Ye Chenfeng broke through, the fire soul suddenly burned its own power, and played a big killing trick against Ye Chenfeng.
A wave of high winds and waves of wind and waves swept the world, burning the air, like a stormy wave attacking Ye Chenfeng, wanting to burn Ye Chenfeng in this trick.
"Sword Spirit, resist!"
The hot wolf struck, and Ye Chenfeng immediately had a feeling of suffocation, and he ordered the sword to stop in front of himself, resisting the overlapping flames.
When the sword spirit is like an unstoppable meteorite, with the body resisting the three fires of the fire, the fire soul that burned its own power suddenly compresses the force to the extreme and turns into a very fine fire needle. Penetrating the flames and waves, stabbing the leaves of the morning wind at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
Because of the fire, the speed of the attack is too fast, and Ye Chenfeng is affected by the flames and waves, and the perception is delayed.
When he realized that the crisis was close, he had no time to dodge, and the fire soul was compressed to the extreme. The formed fire needle pierced his chest and stabbed the source of his power at the heart.