Chapter 117

"Boom!"

The destructive energy diffused from the void, and the void space was rippling at this moment. The explosion like the collapse of the sky and the earth sounded like thunder in countless horrified eyes.

A mighty wind carrying hot temperature, like a storm, swept away from the place where it exploded in the field in all directions.

Where the storm passed, the site collapsed and the cracks in the thick arms spread like a spider's web to the whole challenge platform.

The seemingly solid challenge platform finally turned into a mess in a very short time.

On the stand, staring at the damaged site, their brains couldn't turn. They didn't expect that Ye Feng could break out such a momentum and compete with Lin's sword intention to ward off evil spirits, so as to create such terrible destructive power.

It's just, it's over.

No half step innate martial artist can withstand the attack of sword intention, let alone a clear territory.

Relying on the rudiment of this sword, if Lin Bixie challenges after he leaves the pass, it will definitely make his ranking rise to an unimaginable level.

After a long time, they gradually recovered from their stagnation. All their eyes turned to Huo Jinger, the seven princess with pale face and fluctuating chest.

These eyes, without exception, are full of amazement, shock and sigh.

Beside the high platform, Huo Jinger's pretty face was pale. She looked at the lower field filled with smoke and dust, her palm covered her mouth, and tears twinkled in her eyes.

In another place, Hua Tianli's mouth was also very open. A moment later, a touch of horror and happiness flashed in his eyes.

Ye Feng can make such a momentum.

Fortunately, last time, Lin Qingjie stopped his impulse to go on stage.

He asked himself that if he fought with Ye Feng on the stage, he would be unable to resist Ye Feng's attack anyway. He would be seriously injured by this destructive and terrible move.

"Childe, Ye Feng is dead. You can rest easy from now on."

Lin Qingjie comforted Huatian who was stunned.

Hearing Lin Qingjie's comfort, Hua Tianli's face looked a little better, but there were still some panic and uneasiness.

As the whole audience's eyes turned back to the field again, the diffuse dust finally became light.

A moment later, a breeze swept away most of the dust and smoke.

At the moment, people found that the challenge platform, which had almost become ruins, stood straight and scattered with a sharp breath like a sword, slowly appeared in sight.

Although the original cold and arrogant figure has been disheveled at the moment, and there are many scorched marks on his body, the whole person has changed from the previous lonely and arrogant master style.

But the appearance of this figure did not hinder the cheers around.

"Lin fend off evil spirits!"

"Lin fend off evil spirits!"

"Sword meaning!"

"Sword meaning!"

In addition to Huo Jinger, who was suddenly lost, everyone around him was cheering for Lin Bixie, and Lin Bixie's always indifferent face finally showed a proud smile.

He dispersed the sword intention and breathed out a long breath. The sword intention would consume the spirit very seriously. If he didn't pay attention to it, he would be assimilated by the will of heaven and earth. This is a very dangerous move.

At the moment, he was exhausted and could not drive him to make a second attack with sword meaning.

"As soon as the sword idea comes out, who can compete with me! Under the sword of our forest to ward off evil spirits, who can stop it!"

Raising his sword arm, Lin Bixie shouted overbearing and arrogant in his mouth.

"Cough... I have to say that the sword is really sharp, but you are far from home. It's too early to say such a big story."

The smoke faded slowly, and an iron bar inserted in the broken floor appeared in full view of the public first.

Then, a ragged man turned into a dark figure and stood up slowly under the gaze of countless eyes.

"You... Didn't die?"

Lin Bixie's pupils tightened and his face changed slightly. He looked at the figure with smoke all over his body.

Strange smoke, even at such a distance, can feel a terrible hot breath.

"You want me to die?"

The figure looked up slightly, and a faint voice came out. A indifferent and beautiful face was more and more clear in Lin Bixie's eyes.

Boom... The four sides are boiling like thunder.

It's maple leaf!

Ye Feng is not dead?

Ye Feng is still alive! And he can stand up?

How could he resist the invincible sword?

Even if only the rudiment of sword intention, it is by no means affordable to those born with the following martial arts. Perhaps they can avoid this peerless and sharp attack with super speed, but no one can resist it with genuine Qi.

The audience around the challenge platform fell into a crazy state.

Today, I'm afraid they have not only seen the sword meaning in the rumors, but also witnessed the rise of a real genius.

At this moment, Huo Jinger wept with joy, while Hua Tianli and Lin Qingjie puffed up their eyes and instantly became a cannon hole goldfish in a goldfish tank.

The long sword in Lin Bixie's palm shook slightly.

Now he knows how powerful the opponent he despises is?

"You have sword intention, and I have a Dementor needle. Now, it's my turn."

Ye Feng, in his shabby clothes, put away his short iron rod and said to himself.

With the sound falling, there seemed to be an invisible light that flashed out of the middle of Ye Feng's forehead.

Lin Bixie didn't speak. He stared at Ye Feng's every move. After hearing the other party say this, he suddenly retreated.

However, after only a few steps, I noticed a shock in my mind, as if something had invaded my mind.

"Burst!"

A short and simple sound came out of Ye Feng's mouth.

In an instant, Lin Bixie's mind was like a mountain collapse, and the explosion was loud.

If he was struck by lightning, his whole body suddenly stagnated and his eyes looked painful.

The effect of the Dementor needle can only last for a moment.

But this moment of time was enough for Ye Feng.

Lin Bixie, who recovered from his absence, heard the wind in front of him. He quickly looked up, and a black light and shadow flashed across the corner of his eyes. Immediately, a steaming fist suddenly enlarged in his pupils.

Although the fist has not touched the body, Lin Bixie can feel the powerful power carried in it.

He gritted his teeth to resist the pain in his mind. His body flashed and his body flashed back a few feet strangely.

However, just retreating from the range of Ye Feng's fist attack, it was too late to raise his sword to assassinate. The dark shadow flashed in front of him, and Ye Feng's indifferent face appeared in front of him again.

At this moment, the double fists are like crazy, driving more than a dozen residual shadows to bombard Lin Qingjie up and down.