Feng Chaoyang glanced at the part that was hit with his eyes, and approached with the knife. Ye Wuchen stretched out his hand, and the Xing Zhanjian in the distance suddenly flew up spontaneously, slashing towards Feng Zhaoyang's body, Feng Chaoyang swung the Feng Zhan Knife, absorbing Xing Zhan to the blade, frowning and whispering: "Yu Jian?"
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The Feng Zhan Sword stuck to the Xing Xing Sword suddenly trembled violently, Feng Zhaoyang's heart moved, and the next second, the Xing Xing Sword escaped from Feng Chaoyang's restraint and flew back to Ye Wuchen's hand, Ye Wuchen grabbed the hilt of the sword , stood up, the world was spinning in front of my eyes, and then gradually began to become blurred...
The impact just now caused his internal organs to burst severely. With Feng Chaoyang in front, he has no time to repair it... Otherwise, when he raises the knife, it will be the moment when he and Ningxue will die.
His vision was blurry, but it was enough for him to recognize where Feng Chaoyang was. His trembling body took a step forward, and then he jumped and chopped, gathering all his strength to strike Feng Chaoyang.
The power possessed by Ye Wuchen is the only one in Tianchen Continent. It doesn't have the tricks mentioned by Feng Chaoyang, nor any moves, only power—the omnipotent power of Wuchen. Therefore, he seldom fights, and his attack methods are only the simplest chopping, chopping, chopping, stabbing...
There was another muffled sound, and Zhan Xing flew out of his hand again, Ye Wuchen's right hand was bleeding profusely, and his internal organs were throbbing, painful and embarrassing, as if they had all been shattered. Half of his power protects Ningxue from being impacted by the power, and the remaining half is used for attacking, and there is no protection left in his body...
But this time, he miraculously did not fall down. He raised his head and looked at the Xingxing Sword flying high. Almost subconsciously, he leaped up high with all his strength, and grabbed the Zhan Xing who was alternating golden lights and flames in the air.
"Xue'er... hold tight... hold me tight..." The world in front of him was so blurred that he couldn't recognize it, and he trembled his lips, making a sound that was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
Then... He let go of the left arm that had been holding Ningxue all along, and held both hands on the hilt of the sword at the same time. Every part of the body, every organ, and even the power of every hair was pulled by Ye Wuchen, rushing towards his hands.
In the air, he raised Zhan Xing with both hands, opened the pupils that had lost focus, and slashed down fiercely while falling.
The sword swung by these two hands was weak and powerless, not even the slightest threat to Feng Chaoyang. Feng Chaoyang sighed silently, and said softly, "Let's end it."
In the previous two attacks, he had already used 50% of his strength, Ye Wuchen's survival was beyond his surprise. But even if he didn't die, he was already seriously injured, his strength and vitality were shattered, it could be said that he was exhausted. And this blow was already his last struggle.
He raised the Zhanfeng Knife and swung the knife to meet him. Then, at the moment when the sword touched, Feng Chaoyang found that Ye Wuchen's godless eyes suddenly became extremely clear. violent...
"Heaven... earth... crack... drink—"
The blade of Zhan Xingjian suddenly shot out an extremely strong golden light. Under the sudden stimulation, Feng Chaoyang's eyes were stabbed subconsciously closed. When he opened his eyes, the world in front of him had completely changed. golden. In his ever-enlarging pupils, the golden light passed through the Zhan Feng Dao that he never left without any hindrance, as if wearing tofu, and landed on his left shoulder... without stopping, followed Ye Wuchen again The fall of the body, from his left shoulder to his feet, drew a slanted golden straight line on his body.
The Xingxing Sword finally slashed on the ground, and the golden light shone to the limit at this moment. A beam of golden light shone from the sword, cut through the night, and shot towards the sky. In the entire imperial palace, and even in the entire Tianfeng City, you can clearly see a dazzling golden light rising from every location, reaching directly into the sky. On the hard ground, a deep ravine suddenly opened and spread into the distance...
And who would know that this golden light ended the life of the hero in the hearts of all the people of the Great Wind Country, the invincible God of War.
Ye Wuchen hugged Ningxue who had been hanging on his body tightly again, finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Feng Chaoyang's gaze was dull, and all movements of his body were frozen at that moment. Looking ahead, he murmured: "Do... well..."
Three words fell, his body separated along the golden line, and fell to the ground.
Ye Wuchen also finally collapsed on the ground, guiding Wuchen's power, quickly recovering his inner wounds and relieving his pain. Before, he didn't dare to waste a single bit in order to play the final hole card that would kill the God of War. Its activation requires huge power, and the consumption is equally huge. With just such a sword, most of the power in his body was consumed, but the painful swelling feeling was also relieved a lot.
"Ah∷ is dead, he actually died, and was defeated by the master...Master, you are so amazing, you...succeeded!?" Nan'er became exaggeratedly excited, and immediately, she started talking to herself in confusion: "It's so strange, how did the master know how to activate 'Heaven and Earth Crack'? Even I don't know."
Ye Wuchen: "..."
"Master? Master, are you okay?"
"It's okay...don't bother me yet." Ye Wuchen's voice was as weak as a breeze. When fighting Feng Chaoyang, all the people around had already evacuated hastily, and countless people were injured by the aftermath of the attack. Feng Chaoyang also deliberately did not move his position, not wanting to cause more damage to the palace. At this time, there was no one within a hundred meters around him, but he knew that he would face a crazy attack soon, and he had to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible.
Nan'er immediately remained silent.
At the moment when Feng Chaoyang's body was cut off from it, the three old men who had been looking at this place from a distance, as well as Feng Lie and Feng Ling, were all dumbfounded. How could they accept such a fact? Believe... Each of them is deeply doubting whether this is just an illusory dream.
God of War... so dead! ? Died at the hands of a boy who was less than twenty years old...
Stunned, trembling, terrified, unbelievable... Their emotions at this time were so complicated that it was difficult to describe, and such a shock was enough to easily collapse their state of mind.
"Dead... Senior Feng is actually dead..." Feng Ling's eyes widened, unable to believe and accept the facts before him. The patron saint of their Feng family, the person he respected and admired the most in his life, an invincible myth who looked down on the world and was looked up to by everyone... just fell under his gaze, and the one who killed him was a man younger than him. To be small on a lot of people.
He is very strong, so strong that they can't believe it, but how can he be Feng Chaoyang's opponent, he is obviously about to die under Feng Chaoyang's sword, why did it end like this... Ye Jiawu who killed Feng Chaoyang Chen, he...
"Eyes... can deceive people?" the yellow-robed old man murmured dreamily.
"You don't have old eyesight, I can see it too." The black-robed old man also said in a trembling voice, how could he accept that a young man, in a head-on confrontation without any external factors, beheaded and killed the god of war they could only look up to forever? .
"This son's future achievements will shock the world." The purple-robed old man who had not spoken all this time also said with a dull expression. They are sure that they have never been so shocked as they are now since they were young.
The death of Feng Chaoyang is tantamount to cutting off an arm of the Feng family and destroying the strongest protective umbrella of the Feng family. Feng Lie trembled all over his body, he opened his eyes wide, stretched out his finger and pointed at the motionless Ye Wuchen in the distance, and shouted in a completely distorted voice: "He killed Senior Feng, he killed Senior Feng... go... go... Kill him! He has not escaped now, he must be seriously injured, go and kill him!"
After all, Feng Lie was Feng Lie, and he still didn't completely lose his mind and calmness under this thunder-like blow. As the emperor of Dafeng Kingdom, he knows better than anyone else how powerful Feng Chaoyang is and how important it is to his Feng family. And a young man who beheaded Feng Chaoyang, put aside his undying hatred, if let him go, Feng Lie will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future, and will not be at peace.
The three old men looked at each other, nodded in unison, got up and jumped down at the same time, rushing to Ye Wuchen's position. Just like the three elders beside Long Yin, these three elders are also three heaven-level powerhouses, and they are also three brothers. They practice the same skills and use the same weapons. The "Three Elders of the Fengshen" are the strongest guardians beside Feng Lie besides Feng Chaoyang. Although they didn't want to destroy this young man who made them shudder, they had no choice but to take action, because if such a young man really escaped, it would be a disaster for his Gale Nation. Which is more important, how can these three old people who have experienced too much wind and rain not know, they have already passed the age of sentimentality.
Before the three of them approached, the three auras had locked onto Ye Wuchen's body. His body remained motionless, recovering from his own damage, holding Ningxue in his left hand, and holding the Star Slashing Sword that had just killed Feng Chaoyang in his right hand, which was still burning with flames.
The three old men who had been watching the battle knew that he had suffered extremely serious injuries at this time, and would have died a long time ago if he were an ordinary expert. It is already surprising that he can still sit there cross-legged. Perhaps Ye Wuchen at this time, they only need a simple blow to kill him.
Ye Wuchen was indeed seriously injured, the injury was definitely serious enough to kill an ordinary person. But his physique is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people, and his recovery speed is by no means what these three experienced old men can imagine.
Ningxue has been quietly huddling in his arms, as quietly as a doll. She tried not to let herself make a sound, so as not to worry him and disturb him.
The three old men surrounded him in a triangular formation, and around him, a large number of palace guards rushed towards him. At this time, the wind that hates Ji Ji and fears Ji Ye Wuchen will not give him the slightest possibility of escape, he does not hesitate to use all the guarding power of the palace, but also to smash him into pieces in the palace.
The sound of chaotic footsteps approached quickly, accompanied by the sound of weapons dangling. The three old men observed Ye Wuchen closely, and for a while, no one made a move. At this time, Ye Wuchen's face was as pale as paper, and his aura was so weak that it was almost undetectable, as if he had died. Only the weird red light on his body is still flashing, and the flame on the sword is still burning. They have always wanted to know, what kind of weapon is this sword in his hand? Still undamaged in the collision.