Yu Laosan's weapon was destroyed. He was so angry that he glared with his eyes wide open. He pulled out a sharp dagger and rushed towards Ye Feng, but was knocked back by a telekinesis halfway.
A faint green light flashed on his body. Although he was knocked down by Ye Feng's mental power, he was not injured. He just looked very embarrassed and had an indignant look on his face.
"Boy, you are quite capable. Have you really just entered the world of immortality?"
"It's been less than two hours since I entered the Immortal Realm."
A smug look flashed across Yu Lao Er's thin face: "Be careful, my flying sword has no eyes."
It is not easy to refine a flying sword in the world of immortality. The quality of the sword's material, the coarseness of the refining technique, and the level of cultivation of the sword wielder all have a great impact on the power of the flying sword.
Yu Laoer was very confident in his flying sword. First, he was using a thousand-year-old sword, which was made of thousand-year-old cold iron, plus star crystals and other auxiliary materials.
The most important thing is that this flying sword was built by the master of Tingshui Pavilion with his own efforts. It is this flying sword that makes him invincible. It is also one of the reasons why he became the bodyguard of the master of Tingshui Pavilion.
A clear dragon roar sounded, and a murderous aura surged on Yu Laoer's thin face. The mottled ancient sword behind his shoulder was unsheathed, turned into a purple lightning, and shot straight towards Ye Feng's throat.
Old Qin and Jiang Yixue saw that the sword was too sharp and became worried about Ye Feng.
Jiang Yixue clenched her fists even tighter. Due to her low skills, she was unable to help Ye Feng. She did not notice that a thick layer of ice had formed on her fingers.
Her mind was completely focused on Ye Feng, worrying about his safety, and ignoring the changes in her own body.
Ye Feng felt a ray of light as fast as lightning coming towards him in an instant. With a thought, the flying sword burst out with a dazzling light from the palm of his hand, and the purple flying sword that was shooting towards him collided with each other.
The flying swords of both sides are related to their respective cultivation and mental power. Ye Feng's flying sword is also made of excellent sword-making materials, wind copper, flame gold, and thunder stone. It is not only extremely sharp, but also exudes a powerful pressure.
After the two flying swords collided, an aftermath was generated, rushing in all directions like a mad whirlwind, making the clothes of the onlookers rustle.
The first clash between the flying swords of both sides was evenly matched, with no clear winner.
Ye Feng made a sword gesture with his fingers, and the divine power of the ancient god clan's bloodline was added to the flying sword. The flying sword immediately glowed brightly, and the sword light was burning like fire.
Moreover, Ye Feng has another unique skill, which is the Wind and Rain Sword Technique created by Gui Wuya, which can best stimulate the potential of the flying sword and make the flying sword exert its maximum power.
With one move, the sky was filled with wind and rain, and the energy in the sky was full of energy, which made Ye Feng feel surprised.
There have been changes in my flying sword.
The spiritual energy of the Immortal Realm has gradually strengthened Ye Feng's divine power. His divine power cultivation has made rapid progress from the lowest level of virtual star to approaching the real star realm.
Mantian Fengyu has used the same sword move many times, but the feeling is different every time.
The color of the flying sword's light was constantly changing, alternating from blue, red, to gold. The sword light also emitted dazzling lightning, howling winds, and purple flames.
Even though it was smaller than Yu Laoer's flying sword and its light was weaker, every strike of the sword made the purple flying sword flicker, retreat, and sway continuously.
Seeing that his flying sword had become passive and was at a disadvantage, Yu Lao Er kept changing his sword techniques to allow the flying sword to launch a desperate counterattack.
Ye Feng was fascinated by the changes in his flying sword. He felt that his mental power was more closely intertwined with the flying sword, as if it was not the flying sword but himself that was fighting in mid-air.
The sword technique in Yu Laoer's hand changed, and the purple flying sword grew bigger and bigger in the strong wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant sword, spewing flames in the purple light, and chopped down Ye Feng's flying sword fiercely.
Jiang Yixiu watched the two flying swords fighting each other. The sword lights were colorful, just like brilliant fireworks. She was just watching the fun.
"Brother Ye, your sword is so beautifully colored, it's like fireworks. Wow, how can a purple sword become so big?"
Yu Laoer's flying sword grew more than ten times larger, causing Ye Feng's small flying sword to shake constantly. Jiang Yixue and Lao Qintou both frowned. Is Ye Feng going to lose
However, Ye Feng didn't care at all. He controlled the flying sword to dodge continuously, avoiding the sharp sword light of the purple flying sword.
The huge purple flying sword was like a purple dragon, with its fangs and claws bared, chasing relentlessly. It not only wanted to cut down Ye Feng's flying sword, but also wanted to take advantage of the victory and capture Ye Feng.
Just when the huge purple flying sword was about to fall towards Ye Feng, Ye Feng dodged to the side and avoided the attack of the giant sword. A huge sword mark was left on the place where he had just stood, and mud splashed everywhere.
Ye Feng gently opened his hands and pulled. The small flying sword in the air was split into two, two became four, four became eight, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was full of Ye Feng's small flying swords.
The three-color sword light turned into dazzling gold, and each golden sword was like a little sun.
"Shoot it down for me."
"The sky is full of wind and rain."
It was a more intensive storm of flying swords, a golden storm sweeping across the sky, both the Yu brothers and Old Qin were stunned.
Those dozens of small flying swords looked like illusions, but when they attacked the purple flying sword together, Yu Laoer felt that there were sword lights and sharp sword energy everywhere. Those small flying swords were not illusions. Each small flying sword was a real flying sword that contained powerful energy.
Yu Laoer suddenly became nervous. He thought that he could kill Ye Feng by enlarging his flying sword, but he didn't expect that Ye Feng also changed his sword techniques and sword moves, dividing the flying sword into dozens of smaller flying swords.
The power of those dozens of small flying swords not only did not decrease, but became sharper and faster.
Boom! Golden flying swords, carrying wild energy, created a golden storm in the sky and rushed towards the giant purple sword like a pack of wolves attacking a tiger. The sound of clanging metal clashing was endless.
The sword light of the purple giant sword gradually weakened, and Yu Laoer also felt as if he was pricked by a needle. The small flying sword stabbed the purple giant sword, but it felt like it was stabbing Yu Laoer's body.
He quickly performed the sword-sheathing technique, and the giant sword quickly shrank like a deflated ball and flew into Yu Laoer's hands.
Ye Feng sneered: "If you want to run, it won't be that easy."
Golden flying swords, like a storm, poured down from the sky and attacked Yu Lao Er and his flying sword.
Whoosh, in the air, suddenly, more than a dozen shining silver balls appeared, one of which was only the size of an egg. It was the silver ball in Yu Lao Da's hand, entangled with Ye Feng's flying sword, saving Yu Lao Er.
However, they were obviously no match for the flying swords and were quickly cut down one by one.