Chapter 1485: Great revenge is achieved!
With the personal action of the Snow Moon Saint Lord, the situation of the battle changed drastically!
That flowing figure instantly broke through the chaos of the sky, and wherever it passed, there were broken arms and limbs!
One person was enough to turn the tide of the battle, and the name of the Saint Lord was indeed not idle!
Seeing that the terrifying momentum was approaching Yi Feng!
The black-clothed young man and the other two brothers also looked solemn and were about to attack.
Suddenly!
A sword sound echoed in the world, like a dragon's roar!
"Buzz!"
Everyone looked back at the sound, and no one saw when he drew the sword. They only saw the long sword in Yi Feng's hand flashing. Looking at the cold light on the sword, thousands of monks retreated with fear in their eyes.
The man and the sword rushed towards the Holy Lord like lightning, and the terrifying sword intent instantly dissipated in the air, spreading like a thread!
Looking at the strange scene, the Holy Lord's eyes also sank.
"Great sword intent!"
A whisper made the battlefield in the sky fall into silence!
As everyone knows, among the cultivators, sword cultivators are the most powerful and rare, and those who can comprehend the sword intent are even rarer!
Yi Feng is young, but he has already entered a high realm and even comprehended the great sword intent. This kind of talent has not been heard of for hundreds of years!
At this moment.
The cultivators in the sky were shocked, looking at the two intertwined and expanding terrifying auras, constantly retreating, as if they were witnessing the brilliance of the sun and the moon!
In just a few breaths, the battle between the two people has changed the color of the world.
The mysterious sword intent and finger techniques were used for thousands of times, and the Saint Lord's expression became more and more solemn!
As he roared, the strongest technique of the Snow Moon Holy Land was displayed in front of the world!
"Transferring flowers and trees!"
Two fingers came out at the same time, and endless spiritual power was released.
This is the secret martial arts of the Snow Moon Holy Land, which can absorb the spiritual power of many talented people for their use, and the spiritual power is more than ten times that of ordinary monks of the same realm.
At this moment, the Saint Lord's full-strength finger has condensed two white rainbows visible to the naked eye!
However.
The terrifying spiritual power of the other side changed color in shock, fell into the eyes of the black-clothed young man and others, but did not even cause a ripple, but instead saw the three guys with speechless and sleepy faces, and commented heartlessly.
"That's it?"
"This Snow Moon Saint Lord doesn't seem to be that great."
"Except that his cultivation is a little higher than Brother Yi's, his combat power is inferior in all aspects, and his spiritual power is just so-so."
After hearing these words, the disciples of the Snow Domain Holy Land were furious!
But before they could refute, they saw Yi Feng sweeping a sword across, and the sword intent and spiritual power he swung out were intertwined, and the scale was far beyond the Saint Lord's finger!
Looking at the exaggerated sword light, the Saint Lord's eyes were wide open in shock.
The next moment.
A sonic boom shook the world!
"Bang!"
The terrifying spiritual power only lasted for a moment, and the Saint Lord was swallowed by the endless sword intent and spiritual power, his body was covered with scars, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string!
Even though they were already extremely ferocious, the shock in their eyes was still hard to calm down!
"This..."
"This is impossible!"
"I have cultivated and absorbed the cultivation of twenty cauldrons to reach my current realm. How can you have spiritual power far exceeding mine!"
Perhaps it was because of anger, or perhaps it was because he was too unwilling and shocked. In the battle in front of everyone, the Snow Moon Saint actually admitted the ugly thing of cultivating the cauldron himself, which made the people of the New Sword Sect look down on him!
At the same time, it also made the young men in black laugh out loud!
"Tsk tsk, after absorbing the cultivation of so many people, it's still garbage!"
"With this level, can you call yourself a holy land?"
"I thought we could have a good fight, but you're so disappointing!"
"Brother Yi has absorbed most of the treasures of heaven and earth in the secret realm of the treasure house, enough for ordinary people to use for thousands of years. What does the cultivation of twenty people count for?"
Just a few short sentences are even more murderous!
Treasures that are enough for thousands of years are absorbed by one person? !
What a terrifying opportunity!
Is this perverted body still a human?
It's outrageous!
Hearing the horrifying truth, half of the remaining disciples of the Xueyue Holy Land were stunned, looking up at Yi Feng holding a sword in the air, with fear in their eyes!
Even the dying Holy Lord stared at the figure in white clothes with a long sword in the air
with a dull look in his eyes, as if he had suffered a great blow. It was not until he heard the laughter of several people that shame, anger and resentment burst out of his eyes.
He laughed out loud with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth!
"Hahaha..."
"The foundation of my holy land is beyond the imagination of you younger generations!"
"Don't think that you can do everything once you gain power with the opportunity from heaven!"
As he said that, the Holy Lord struggled to stand up and picked up the magic spell. A jade token appeared in front of him. He poured spiritual power into the jade token, and then knelt down and roared!
"Ancestor!"
"The powerful enemy is invading, and your disciples are brave enough to ask you to come out of the mountain to help!"
The roar shook the heavens and the earth.
Everyone was stunned, and felt an indescribable sense of oppression falling from the sky, as if it was a drizzle that was hard to see clearly, but it silently enveloped everything!
"What a terrifying pressure!"
"This level of consciousness is simply inhuman!"
The crowd shuddered in shock, and many people felt a chill on their backs.
Yi Feng and the three brothers also felt an unprecedented sense of crisis at this moment.
The next moment.
A ripple spread in the air, and an old man with white hair and beard stepped out!
His face was full of traces of time, and his long eyebrows covered the light in his eyes. Although there was no excess spiritual power surging through his body, he exuded a profound demeanor that made thousands of monks in awe!
Seeing that person appear, Xueyue Saint Lord and his disciples knelt excitedly!
"Greetings, ancestor!"
The old man lowered his eyes and glanced at the mess on the ground, his eyes full of disappointment. He glanced at the thousands of figures of the New Sword Sect, and his expression never changed, as if everything in his eyes was nothing but ants. It was not
until he saw the wolf-like look of Xueyue Saint Lord that he spoke in a deep and stern voice.
"Disciple."
"You disappoint me so much!"
"In recent years, there have been few decent offerings, so that's all, after all, it's hard to find a proud person - it's understandable, but now you can't even preserve the reputation of my holy land, and you are bullied to this extent, do you know if you are guilty!"
Hearing this, Xueyue Saint Lord hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, and then pointed at Yi Feng in the air and made a cunning argument!
"Forgive me, ancestor!"
"It's not that my disciple is incompetent, it's that this cauldron is too strong. This boy is young, but he has extraordinary opportunities. He has absorbed countless treasures from heaven and earth and has soared in cultivation. He has also created a powerful force to seek revenge. My disciple has tried his best and is unable to resist!"
"This boy has very deep spiritual power. I'm afraid there are still traces of treasures in his blood. It's definitely not comparable to ordinary cauldrons!"
Following the instructions of the Snow Moon Saint, the old man looked at Yi Feng, with a trace of greed in his eyes.
"Sword intent?"
"Well, not bad, it's indeed a good seedling. If you can absorb this cauldron, I may also be able to comprehend the sword intent!"
As he said that, the old man slowly raised his feet and stepped out. One
step of a thousand feet, shrinking the ground to an inch!
In a flash, Yi Feng saw it, and with one palm strike, he forced Yi Feng back a hundred feet away. If he had not experienced several life-and-death crises and had more experience in dealing with enemies than ordinary people, he would probably be injured by this move!
In a flash, all the monks were stunned!
The black-clothed young man looked at the toad and the snail, and pressure also appeared in his eyes!
"This old bastard has something, let's go together!"
The next moment.
The four brothers attacked at the same time, each attack was fierce, and the sword light and sword shadow were full of spiritual power, and they surrounded the sky tightly.
However.
The old man did not fall into a disadvantage. His palms kept dissolving the attack, and he seemed to be walking in a new courtyard, looking a little relaxed.
"Not bad, not bad."
"I like these four tripods very much!"
The old man said with a smile, and greed in his eyes became even more intense!
This expression completely angered the young man in black!
"Ding your master!"
"Old bastard, you are really a toad looking at a swan, you are ugly but have beautiful dreams!"
"With a piece of trash like you, you also want to absorb the cultivation of our brothers!?"
With a loud shout, the young man in black suddenly launched a fierce attack, his moves were unpredictable, his palms, fists, grabs and fingers kept changing, and his thoughts were released wherever they were!
The seemingly chaotic moves were actually smooth and flawless, and each move was filled with terrifying murderous intent that made people shiver!
Seeing the black-clothed youth attacking with all his might, the four Yi Feng brothers also burst out with all their fighting spirit, revealing all their trump cards!
Suddenly. m.x33xs.
Various terrifying moves spread and exploded in the sky!
The old man was instantly overwhelmed, and panic kept appearing in his eyes!
"Is this... the way of killing?"
"The way of swords?!"
"Swallowing...?"
"What the hell is this ball of acid mist?!"
After fighting again for only a few rounds, the old man was unable to resist and was defeated again and again, with an expression of unbelievable fear in his eyes!
"This is impossible!"
"You younger generations, at such a young age, why have you all realized your own path of cultivation at this level, and even have a phenotype?!"
With one exclamation, the whole place changed color!
The word "Dao" is a dream that cultivators can only hear but not hope for. Only the legendary geniuses can have a chance to touch it.
But the four brothers now have realized a little bit, so their fighting power has soared, enough to fight across levels!
This is really a monster!
No one dared to believe it.
In his lifetime, he could actually witness four monsters appear at the same time!
As the four brothers Yi Feng showed all their means, the old ancestor Xue Yue was defeated step by step, and a look of frustration and regret appeared in his eyes!
He thought that he could get a few good cauldrons this time.
Unexpectedly...
this cauldron is so big that it can crush people to death!
But in a few breaths, the rare surprise turned into suffocating fear!
The Snow Moon Patriarch was surrounded by various Dao forces. Even if it was only a morphological form, it was still the supreme Dao force, which was incomparable to the low-level means of worldly martial arts. An occasional scratch would break his bones!
As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands.
What's more, now he is facing eight fists as big as sand pots!
The Snow Moon Patriarch, who was already dying, could not withstand the destruction of the Dao force at all, and soon ended up dead and his soul was destroyed. The disciples of the Snow Domain Holy Land were also scared and fled!
Within half a day.
The Snow Moon Holy Land, which had been prosperous for a thousand years, was destroyed by the New Sword Sect in one fell swoop.
The blood feud of many years was finally avenged, and all the grievances were settled. The reputation of the Sect Master Yi Feng and the three Dharma protectors has since shocked the thirteen countries of Nanzhou and is admired by tens of millions of people!
. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.