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Chapter 5794 Wuma Feng's swordsmanship

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    The Ancestor of the Seven Swords wore a roll of sleeve robes, black hair fluttering all over his head, his body was woven with sword lights, and his eyes were intertwined with seven-color sword lights. He said to Wu Mafeng in a full-fledged manner: "Please."

    "You half-step holy gods in this ruined world are too weak. The previous twelve half-step holy gods only caught my nine swords at most. I hope you can survive ten swords, so that you can live up to your name of sword king  , Are you right?" Wu Mafeng sarcastically said.

    The God Ancestor of the Seven Swords did not answer, he took one step, a strong wind blew up, two steps, thunder broke out, three steps, the void roared.

    When he swung the purple divine sword, the sky in all directions turned into silver, and the wind and thunder merged, turning into waves of wind and thunder sword energy, and slashed towards Wumafeng.

    Wu Mafeng sneered, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Your grasp of the way of wind and thunder is barely passable, eh, no, is it the source of the holy way of wind and thunder?"

    He didn't care about it at first, but he soon discovered that the nearby wind and thunder sword energy burst out with original intentions, and its power suddenly doubled, bringing a sense of threat.

    "You do have some skills." Wumafeng lost a bit of contempt in his eyes, and said, "For the sake of you being a sword cultivator, I can give you a decent death."

    Having said that, he directly shot out the Flame Prison Sword, and the flames immediately billowed, ravaging the origin of the holy way of flames, sweeping out like a boiling sea of ??fire.

    At this moment, it was obviously raining heavily in the sky, and there were obviously thunder and lightning, but between the two of them, not a drop of rain could fall, and not a single thunder and lightning could strike, they were all blocked outside.

    Even the sound of wind and thunder began to decrease, being suppressed by the burning sound of the sea of ??fire, because there was a powerful sword breath in that flame.

    The entire void heated up rapidly, burning the incoming wind, thunder and sword energy into fiery red, and before it fell, it was cut off by the flame prison sword.

    However, the ancestor of the Seven Swords was still peaceful. He held the sword in both hands, and the sword light fell from the sword, spreading over his body like a rain of swords, exuding a sense of primitive swordsmanship.

    This is the source of swordsmanship, with a high-pitched sound of sword chant, fused with the source of the wind and thunder holy way, turning into a huge sword of wind and thunder, cutting straight across the sky, and hitting the flame prison sword.

    The lord of the Wuxie world said like a few treasures: "The wind and thunder spiritual light sword, this is the first-level divine sword technique of the universe. The famous swordsmanship of the sword master has defeated nearly ten half-step holy gods."

    "The benefactor of the seven swords uses the way of swordsmanship and the origin of the holy way of wind and thunder, and it is more powerful." Lord Weilun and the others nodded, thinking that this sword should be able to threaten Wumafeng.

    "The way of the sword is weak, break it for me."

    Wuma Feng activated the Flame Prison Sword, bursting out with fiery and scorching sword power, shaking the void in all directions, and engulfing and engulfing the Fenglei Lingguang Sword.

    Seeing that the Fenglei Lingguang sword was burned into fiery red, and it shattered inch by inch with a clang sound, the faces of Weilun Jiezhu and others changed.

    Although this Wu Mafeng is extremely arrogant, his sword skills are indeed terrifying.

    Wu Mafeng succeeded with one move, he laughed and said, "I heard that you have seven divine swords, why don't you take them out together?"

    "good."

    With a wave of his left hand, the ancestor of the Seven Swords flew out six divine swords, which were red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and blue.  Light, extremely gorgeous.

    Wu Mafeng glanced at it, and said with a smile: "It's kind of interesting, it's the first time for a swordsman like you to master the seven natal divine weapons."

    Having said that, he changed his voice and looked at the Seven Swordsman with pitiful eyes: "But so what? Your swordsmanship is not as good as mine, how can you surpass me?"

    After all, he swiped the Flame Prison Sword, and he aroused the origin of the way of the sword. The aura was obviously stronger than that of the Seven Swords God Ancestor, reaching the pinnacle of the first stage.

    "Feng Lei Yuan Sword, cut!"

    The ancestor of the Seven Swords didn't answer the words, his mental power split up, he controlled the seven divine swords, with the purple divine sword as the front, and the other six divine swords as the backing, he slashed away with the billowing wind and thunder.

    I saw the wind and thunder, the aura surged, the holy power boiled, and the colorful sword light reflected the void, just like a rainbow of seven colors across the sky, shattering the raging flames.

    Everything in front of Wu Mafeng's eyes was replaced by the seven-color sword light, but his eyes were sharp and he contained powerful spiritual power, so he directly locked on to the seven swords.

    However, the powerful sword power made his eyes look more serious, and immediately held the flame prison sword in both hands, jumped up, and shouted in his mouth:

    "Yan Tian Sword Dao, give me the power."

    Before the voice fell, the flames in the void boiled, like a volcanic eruption, forming a world of flames, suspended with thousands of flame swords, pressing down in the air.

    Boom!

    Two terrifying sword powers collided together, bursting out colorful sword rainbows, and spreading sword waves one after another, making Wu Mayan frowned.

    thisThe ancestor of the Seven Swords, known as the Sword Lord, is not as simple as Brother Feng said he has a little ability.

    Glancing at the blood-killing ancestor beside him, Wu Mayan said with a little regret: "Unfortunately, with his talent, if he was practicing in my Great Wilderness Starfield, he would have already stepped into the realm of the Holy God, and his swordsmanship is more than that."

    "Mr. Yan, this is not his most powerful swordsmanship, but don't worry, Mr. Feng will win in the end." Mingxue Killer said with a smile.

    "Of course, brother Feng's swordsmanship is more than that." Wu Mayan said noncommittally.

    In the God Killing Realm, the Master of the Wuxie Realm said in a heavy tone: "As expected of the Sword Lord, his sword skills are better than before, but this Wu Mafeng is not easy to deal with, his sword skills are not inferior to the Sword Lord at all."

    Reminiscence flashed in the eyes of Master Weilun, and he said: "I remember the martial arts martial brother and the seven swordsmen competed, but they failed to win, and this Wuma Feng was not at a disadvantage, and even took the lead, which shows the profound swordsmanship.  "

    "It's because his original kendo is better than Jianjun, and he can seize the opportunity according to the law of the sword's original kendo."

    The Master of Wujian Realm sees it most clearly, because he is also a sword cultivator, so he has a higher understanding of the swordsmanship of the Seven Swords Gods and Wumafeng than the eight masters of the Weilun Realm.

    "Jian Jun took the risk to help us, we must not let him have an accident." The Lord of the Wuxie Realm said seriously.

    "What the witch and evil benefactor said is very true."

    The Master of Weilun agreed, and the seven masters of Jingqi also nodded. Whenever the ancestor of the Seven Swords is in danger, they will go to rescue it.

    But they didn't know, including Wu Mayan, that an old man and a young man came in the depths of the void, and it was Lin Chen and Mo Lao who had worked hard to come here.

    In order to come here as soon as possible, the holy power in Lin Chen and his body was greatly damaged, and they had to take the magic pill several times on the way, or the holy medicine of Zuntianxia, ??otherwise the holy power would have been exhausted.

    Even so, the two of them seemed to have gone through a great battle, their faces were as pale as paper, panting, exhausted physically and mentally, they wished they could lie down immediately and recuperate for three days and three nights.

    But seeing the Seven Swords Godfather and Wu Mafeng fighting, the two had no choice but to cheer up, swallowed the divine pills one after another, and refined them with the remaining holy power.

    Elder Mo's wrinkled face was full of tiredness, his deep eyes swept over Wu Mafeng, looked at the other person, and said admiringly: "Lin Chen, who is this person, he has good sword skills." (Remember this site website: www  .hlnovel.com
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