Chapter 1838: Shameless Wan Yan Xia Rong

In Guan Mufeng's view, Zhang Yifeng was restricted from moving at this moment. Facing Wanyan Xiarong's attack, he could not avoid it.
The fall of Zhang Yifeng is about to become an established fact.
"Boy, die!"
On the high stage, Wanyan Xiarong's voice came, and a bloodthirsty smile opened at the corner of his mouth. He had almost seen Zhang Yifeng's tragic death under his sword.
The Heavenly Slashing Sword took advantage of the trend, driving an incomparable sword glow, pouring down towards Zhang Yifeng.
"No!"
In the audience, Qiu and Ye Lingshu couldn't bear to see the cruel scene about to happen, and closed their eyes in pain.
However, just when everyone thought Zhang Yifeng was about to die in Wanyan Xiarong's hands, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Zhang Yifeng's mouth, who had not moved.
In the astonished expressions of everyone, Zhang Yifeng opened his mouth slightly, and two words came out from his mouth.
"Split the sky!"
As his voice fell, I saw the Sky-Splitting Scar in his hand suddenly glowed.
Immediately afterwards, the Scar of Sky Splitting broke away from Zhang Yifeng's right hand, floated in the air, and began to tremble violently.
Buzzing!
After a violent tremor, almost everyone on the scene was stunned, and they felt a very domineering force brewing in the giant sword.
That power made them palpitations like never before.
Even some cultivators with low cultivation level did not dare to stare at the giant sword at all.
What's going on? This is the first time they have encountered this situation.
At this time, as the giant sword continued to tremble, the light of the sword that was originally pouring down at Zhang Yifeng seemed to be drawn, all converging toward the scar of the sky.
Not long after, Wanyan Xiarong's sword light with infinite murderous intent poured into the Scar of the Sky Splitting, and then disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Wanyan Xiarong's face changed drastically, and the smile on his face froze on his face.
This scene is too incredible.
But what is even more incredible is still to come.
Roar!
With a low roar, the phantom of Ying Lu once again emerged from the sword body of the Scar of the Sky. With a roar, Ying Xiao opened his mouth.
In the next moment, countless sword lights flew out from its mouth, and the goal was directed at Wan Yan Xiarong.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
"Heaven, this sword spirit can actually swallow other people's martial arts, and it can also reflect the martial arts, this is simply too bad! And the appearance of this sword spirit seems to be familiar."
"Of course it is familiar, this is Ying Lu. There are only a handful of Ying Lu who are still alive! The name of the ancient fierce beast is not a good name, if there is no skill, can it be called the ancient fierce beast?"
"Yes, I really don't know what kind of luck this Yifeng took, and he can actually get the spirit of the slap. If the giant sword in his hand becomes a magic weapon, the power will be very amazing."
At this moment, many people's eyes are full of greed. The power of the Scar of the Sky Ripples makes everyone's heart moved.
If possible, they would not hesitate to the scar from Zhang Yifeng.
They had long noticed that the weapon in his hand was a great contribution to Zhang Yifeng's ability to compete with Wanyan Xiarong for so long.
This giant sword is not a magic weapon, it is better than a magic weapon!
"Impossible! How is this possible."
On the high platform, Wanyan Xiarong's face was gloomy, and his eyes were also incredible.
He felt that he had sufficiently overestimated the Scar of Sky Breaking in Zhang Yifeng's hands, but he never expected that this giant sword was even more powerful than he thought.
"I must get this sword!"
After understanding how powerful Zhang Yifeng's weapons were, Wan Yan Xiarong's determination to obtain the Scar of Sky Breaking from Zhang Yifeng's hands became more determined.
Although the Heaven Slashing Sword in his hand is a magic weapon, the Scar of Sky Breaking in Zhang Yifeng's hand is obviously more valuable.
With a cold snort, Wanyan Xiarong stepped forward, avoiding the sword light reflected by the scar of the cracked sky.
This attack was made by him, and it was naturally not difficult for him to avoid it.
After avoiding the attack, Wanyan Xiarong's eyes filled with killing intent. He snorted and was about to attack Zhang Yifeng again. At this moment, the Sky-Cracking Scar floating in the air suddenly pierced into the void with a sword.
With the piercing of the Sky Splitting Scar, the space around Zhang Yifeng instantly became chaotic. After a while, the power of the space that had imprisoned Zhang Yifeng disappeared.
Zhang Yifeng regained his mobility! He raised his head and beckoned at the Scar of the Sky.
call out!
With a sound that pierced the speed of sound, the scar of the sky split instantly appeared in Zhang Yifeng's hands.
Zhang Yifeng stood holding his sword, his eyes flat and plain: "Wan Yan Xia Rong, what other tricks are there? You can use it, and I will follow it."
On the opposite side, Wanyan Xiarong's face was a little ugly, and he was really incomprehensible. His move could even trap the ninth-floor monks in the out-of-aperture stage, but why couldn't only Zhang Yifeng be trapped!
"Could it be that it is his giant sword again?"
Thinking of this possibility, Wan Yan Xia Rong's mood immediately turned bad.
After a long time, he took a deep breath and said bitterly: "Zhang Yifeng, if you have the ability, don't use the giant sword in your hand. Let's fight it hard."
Hearing what Yan Xiarong said, Zhang Yifeng sneered and said contemptuously: "Wan Yan Xiarong, you are really shameless. You have a magic weapon in your hand. My weapon is not even a magic weapon. You actually asked me not to use a weapon. , Do you still need a face?"
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Wan Yan Xiarong's face turned blue and white. He only said that when he was in a hurry. Of course he knew that Zhang Yifeng could not give up his advantage.
Wanyan Xiarong frowned, and he sneered for a while: "Zhang Yifeng, do you really think I can't help you?"
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said very curiously: "Wan Yan Xia Rong, if you really have that ability, you won't be slobbering with me here. If you only have this ability today, then you must be the dead person."
Wanyan Xiarong snorted coldly, but surprisingly, he did not respond to Zhang Yifeng's words, but fell into hesitation.
Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be making an extremely important decision.
"Why, Wan Yan Xia Rong, are you afraid?" Seeing Wan Yan Xia Rong did not speak, Zhang Yifeng's voice came again.
Wan Yan Xia Rong was still hesitating. At this time, hearing Zhang Yifeng's slightly mocking words, her face suddenly changed and her eyes became firm.
"Zhang Yifeng, since you are looking for death, Ben Hou will fulfill you!"
After Wanyan Xiarong finished speaking, she suddenly yelled in the direction of Wangtian Pavilion: "Do it, kill Zhang Yifeng!"
Above Wangtian Pavilion, Zhao Yuantong and Li Rulong were closely watching what happened above the sky, and their eyes did not dare to blink.
Because they know that their lives are in the hands of Zhang Yifeng, and if Zhang Yifeng dies in the battle with Wanyan Xiarong, they have to be buried with Zhang Yifeng.
This is not what they want to see.