Chapter 1903: Repression of the two great swordsmen

"I am a little girl, but the old man is dead, and will not surrender to you, you still die this heart!"
Although the situation is extremely unfavorable to the two great swordsmen, but in their old faces, only the arrogance and unyielding of the master.
"Hey, I really don't want to hurt you!" Ye Chenfeng sighed softly: "If I promised, let the two break through to the peak ancestor in a short time?"
"Hey, put away your little tricks, it's useless to us!" Xuanjian Huang snorted and was unmoved.
"If this is the case, then it can only be solved by force!" Ye Chenfeng twitched and whispered: "The evil ancestors, the sky, they will give you two, don't kill them, stay Just breathe."
"Yes!"
The ancestors of the peaks and the ancestors of the ancestors took the powerful ancestors and attacked the sacred swordsmen. They battled with them in the sky of Xuanjiandong.
Xuan Jianhuang and Tian Jianhuang are the right arm of the sword god, but the sword temple is second only to the existence of the sword god, but they have not stepped into the peak ancestry after all, and there is a relationship between the ancestors and the ancestors Insurmountable power perception.
With less than ten breaths, the two giants’ continuous killings were constantly broken, and the offensive was suppressed by the peak ancestors and the sacred ancestors, and there was no effort to fight back.
"Xuantian Shendian, Heavenly Punishment!"
The sacred ancestors deduced the Taoist dedication to the extreme, the infinite endless punishment of the avatar, and the bombardment to the full-defense Tianjianhuang. The terrible attack ruined his defense and the heavy bombardment was on his body. , he flew out.
Feng Tianzu strongly created Tianjianhuang, and Fengfeng evil ancestors also exerted a powerful attack, continuously attacking Xuanjianhuang, shocking him to retreat, and spraying a lot of blood in his mouth.
"Ye Chenfeng, you beg you not to let them hurt their ancestors!"
Looking at the blood of the mouth, the Xuanjian Emperor, who was suppressed by the ancestors of the ancestors, and Xuan Ziwei’s heart, like a knife cut, came to Ye Chenfeng, lowered the noble head, and whispered for help.
"Do not worry, I won't kill them!"
Ye Chenfeng's afterglow glanced at the fascinating mysterious Ziwei, which was unmoved.
"Eight Shadows!"
The injury is serious. Xuanjianhuang immediately sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood into the sword of the middle ancestors in his hand, inspiring the strongest attacking power of the ancestral sword, and instantly morphing out the eight residual images, attacking from the eight directions to the peak. Evil ancestors.
In the face of the strongest killing of Xuanjianhuang, the ancestors of the peaks did not evade, and they slammed a punch at the body of Xuanjian.
"Boom!"
Xuan Jianhuang’s body trembled and was kicked out by the martyrdom of the ancestors, and the eight sacred shadow swords he exhibited were also at this moment, squatting on the body of the sacred ancestors, and licking his flesh and blood. Blurred, almost broken.
But before he was happy, the broken body of the sacred ancestors healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, intact.
"Evil, evil, you are evil!"
Seeing that the peak ancestor has an undead body, Xuanjian Huang has a big eye, showing a panic color.
When the sword field was not sealed, he once traveled to the virtual world and played against the evil people. He knew the horror of the evil people. They had an undead body and they could hardly kill.
Xuan Jianhuang was horrified at the peak of the evil ancestor, and the Tianjian Emperor was also severely wounded by the ruling Tianzu. The injury was serious and almost lost the defending enemy.
"Xuan Jianhuang, Tianjianhuang, I ask you a word, do you still remember the blood of the family flowing in your body?"
Looking at the scarred Xuan Jian Huang, Ye Chenfeng looked at them with loneliness.
"I, we..."
Ye Chenfeng’s words made the two great emperors smashed.
"Why, Jianyu has been a running dog of the Tianzu. You don't even recognize your own blood?" Ye Chenfeng's face gradually turned cold, and the killing was awkward.
"You are a human!"
When I heard Ye Chenfeng, Xuan Jianhuang immediately confirmed the identity of Ye Chenfeng.
"Yes, I am a human being, a human being, a human being, and I will never be like a lord of yours!" Ye Chenfeng nodded. "Now, I ask you a word. Are you willing to rehabilitate and return to the human race?"
"This is..."
Xuan Jianhuang, Tian Jianhuang looked at each other and did not know how to answer.
Although they did not forget their own blood in the subconscious, the sword domain has been betraying the human race for a long time, so that they have no bad feelings about the heavenly people, and do not know how to answer.
"The leaves fall back to the roots, you don't even recognize your own roots, you should fight!" Ye Chenfeng's pupils shrank: "Today, I will wake you up."
Ye Chenfeng’s voice just fell, and the ancestors of the ancestors and the ancestors of the ancestors simultaneously shot and attacked the two.
After the First World War, Xuan Jianhuang was seriously injured, almost lost the power of re-war, and was killed by the murder of the two ancestors, no more demeanor.
"Ye Gongzi, I beg you to let go of your ancestors, and then fight like this, he will be dead!"
Looking at the Xuanjianhuang who cares for himself, he was mad at the bottom of his eyelids. Xuan Ziwei’s heart was like a knife, and he kept shaking the arms of Ye Chenfeng, pleading for help.
"They forgot their roots, I am letting them wake up!" Ye Chenfeng was unmoved and said faintly.
"Wait, I have something to say!"
Xuan Jianhuang, who was stunned and stunned, suddenly spoke.
"What do you want to say?"
Ye Chenfeng gestured to cut Tianzu and stopped the attack, faintly said.
"We have not betrayed the human race. All this is the decision of the sword god. If you can let the sword bow, we promise to surrender to you!" Xuan Jianhuang does not want to die, but does not want to be afraid of himself because of his own. Have to lead the spear to the sword god.
"Reassured, I will not let him go!" Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile: "Now, I have a few questions to ask you, I hope you can honestly answer."
"You say it!"
The seriously injured Xuan Jianhuang two, sitting in the ground under the support of Xuan Ziwei and others, said weakly.
"What kind of realm is the sword now?" asked Ye Chenfeng.
"The strength of the sword adult should now surpass the peak ancestral environment, be a half-step virtual god." Xuan Jianhuang said.
"Half-step virtual god!" Ye Chenfeng's brow slightly wrinkled, and continued to ask: "In the Temple of the Sword, there are several peak ancestors."
"God Tianzu is very reassured about the sword field, only sent a peak Tianzu to sit in the town!" Xuanjianhuang said without any concealment.
What is the treasure of the sword temple town store?" Ye Chenfeng.
"This is..."
Xuan Jianhuang, Tian Jianhuang looked at each other and hesitated.
"Why, you still want to hide me?" Ye Chenfeng's face sank and whispered.
"No, we have not seen the treasure of the town shop of the sword temple, but only a long time ago, listening to the sword god, the treasure of the sword temple town is about to evolve into a virtual artifact!" Xuanjian Huang shook his head.
"Virtual artifacts!"
Ye Chenfeng’s face sank and his brows tightened tightly together.
The sword of the half-step virtual realm has been difficult to deal with. If the sword controls a virtual artifact again, it will bring them a devastating disaster.
"It seems that I am a little swearing, he is more difficult to deal with than I thought!" Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and meditated in his heart.
"The last question, where can I find Zu Jianjing!" Ye Chenfeng expressed his true purpose in the sword field.
"Zhu Jianjing!" Xuanjian Huang meditated: "Zhu Jianjing is extremely precious, there are not a few sword temples, or they are brought by the sword god, or sealed in the treasure house."