Fairy, why bother with me? I am really a yellow-haired villain.

Even Li Yifeng himself couldn't help but be stunned. He originally thought that this sword was enough to kill Yun Zhonghe instantly, but he didn't expect that the other party could actually defend it.

It seems that Yun Zhonghe still has a trump card!

The two of them stared at each other at the same time, their eyes meeting in the air, as if they were having a special communication.

At this moment, it was because Yun Zhonghe rushed forward to stop Li Yifeng that Mu Jixue and the other two were able to quickly jump out of the alien space and fly towards the direction where Zhao Lingxiao was in the distance.

"Yun Zhonghe, I leave this to you!"

While flying, Mu Jixue took the time to cast a firm look at Yun Zhonghe. Although her voice was soft, it was full of trust and strength.

"Just leave it to me!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhonghe curled up his lips into a confident smile, and when he and Mu Jixue looked at each other, their minds were connected.

According to the previous battle plan, Yun Zhonghe would fight Li Yifeng alone, while Mu Jixue and the others would deal with Li Yifeng's other teammates.

Li Yifeng's eyes flickered. Seeing Mu Jixue and the other two flying away into the distance, he quickly understood their intentions.

Perhaps realizing that such a development would be disadvantageous to him, Li Yifeng directly gave up on his opponent Yun Zhonghe and turned around decisively to intercept.

"Brother Li, your opponent is me."

Yun Zhonghe was even faster and stood in front of Li Yifeng, deliberately showing a provocative curve at the corner of his mouth.

He would never let Li Yifeng get what he wanted.

Li Yifeng's eyes narrowed. It seemed that he had to get rid of Yun Zhonghe?

A powerful spiritual pressure suddenly came towards him, like a mountain torrent, unstoppable!

Without saying a word to Yun Zhonghe, he decisively decided to use all his strength to quickly eliminate Yun Zhonghe.

The breath surged like a raging fire, and Li Yifeng's body seemed to be ignited by endless fighting spirit. His muscles swelled up driven by anger, and boiling blood surged under every inch of his skin, as hot as a red-hot iron block, emitting a heart-pounding heat wave.

This powerful and domineering aura, like the center of a storm, emanated violently from Li Yifeng, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

So strong!

But in order to allow Mu Jixue and the others to enter the Four Beasts Secret Realm, Yun Zhonghe must defeat this powerful enemy!

boom!

The Xueyun Sword burst out with dazzling Liuhe sword energy in Yun Zhonghe's hand. The sword light was like a dragon and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Facing a powerful enemy like Li Yifeng, Yun Zhonghe chose the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Sword Technique with the highest single-target damage without hesitation.

"break!"

"kill!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed!

hum!

The Snow Cloud Sword falls!

Yun Zhonghe did not hide at all, his spiritual power burst out, and he slashed down with his sword at the extreme speed.

The powerful spiritual pressure clashed with overwhelming force!

Boom~

At this moment, the two men's weapons collided fiercely with each other, making a deafening sound. The sword energy spread out, crushing the surrounding trees and grass into pieces, and the smoke and dust filled the sky, covering the sun.

With a loud bang, Yun Zhonghe fell to the ground under the huge impact force, but he reacted extremely quickly and rolled on the spot, trying to avoid Li Yifeng's subsequent attack.

However, Li Yifeng obviously would not give him a chance to breathe. He took a series of steps, and the powerful force instantly cracked the ground where Yun Zhonghe had just rolled over, and gravel flew and fell like raindrops.

A bloody mark appeared on Yun Zhonghe's throat, and his face was also hit by the flying gravel.

Scarred.

So strong! Yun Zhonghe secretly marveled in his heart.

He has a strong body and natural supernatural powers. What is even more remarkable is that his swordsmanship is equally amazing. Every sword strike is precise and ruthless, as if it has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations and is impeccable.

The number one evildoer, this title is indeed well-deserved.

Li Yifeng took the upper hand on the battlefield instantly with a fierce offensive, without showing any mercy. The giant sword in his hand was like a moving mountain. Every strike was accompanied by an outburst of murderous aura, as if to shatter the entire world.

Thousands of waves surged with sword energy, the waves behind pushed the waves in front, layer upon layer, one wave higher than the other, forming a surging sea of ​​swords!

The power of each sword is extremely strong. Even if the sword energy lightly touches you, you will probably suffer serious injuries.

"Two thousand roaring waves!" Li Yifeng shouted softly, and swung the giant sword in his hand suddenly, instantly raising two thousand layers of surging sword energy, rushing towards Yun Zhonghe.

This guy is also a ruthless person who can stack up layers!

In the past, he always relied on Xia Wudi's sword skills to suppress his opponents, but he didn't expect to meet a strong man who was also good at this today.

This guy, I don’t think he can reach Wanlang.

Faced with the surging waves, Yun Zhonghe's pupils suddenly shrank, and he roared angrily. He slapped the ground with one hand, and his body rose into the air. He held the Xueyun Sword tightly in his right hand and resolved the opponent's attack with one sword after another.

You can only resolve the situation, not fight it head-on.

Bang bang bang bang bang-!

Two thousand layers of waves came like a violent storm. When Yun Zhonghe was fighting with Li Yifeng, he felt that the sword in his hand was in pain and his knuckles were about to crack.

His sword is so hard and big!

However, Yun Zhonghe still has the advantage in terms of speed. He is light and his swordsmanship is agile, so he is not completely suppressed by Li Yifeng.

At the same time, he was secretly brewing spiritual thorns.

"war!"

"kill!"

The two swords were swung with incredible speed, and both sides, with red eyes, pounced on each other.

Facing Li Yifeng's giant sword that was pressing down like a mountain, Yun Zhonghe's spiritual power erupted completely, increasing his speed to the extreme. His figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, trying to use speed to defeat slowness and disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

The Snow Cloud Sword in Yun Zhonghe's hand was like a silver dragon, breaking through Li Yifeng's chaotic waves like a storm. The Liuhe sword energy roared like thunder, and smashed towards Li Yifeng fiercely!

"Three Thousand Roaring Waves!"

At this critical moment, Li Yifeng raised his sword energy again, and the wave became even more violent, hitting Yun Zhonghe.

The sudden increase in the wave force caused the Liuhe sword energy to deviate slightly from the predetermined trajectory, and instead passed across Yun Zhonghe's cheek, leaving a bloody mark and blood flowing.

However, the Liuhe sword energy still hit Li Yifeng's chest. With a "puff", a blood mark appeared and blood spurted out.

Liuhe sword energy can cause some damage to Li Yifeng.

Moreover, as long as the Liuhe Sword Qi hits the opponent, it can continuously cause damage.

Li Yifeng didn't expect that Yun Zhonghe's sword energy had such power.

The moment the two men fought, bloodstains appeared on their bodies.

Chapter 427: Crazy Battle

powerful!

This Li Yifeng is really too strong!

Although the Liuhe sword energy hit Li Yifeng, Yun Zhonghe knew in his heart that the seemingly horrific injury was just a minor flesh wound to Li Yifeng and was not a big deal at all.

Li Yifeng's chest was covered with sword marks, which looked shocking, but in fact, he didn't lose much blood.

It just scraped off a layer of blood.

Not only did Li Yifeng not show any signs of weakness, he even quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and forced the remaining sword energy from the wound out of his body like peeling off silk threads from an onion. He did it cleanly and neatly, completely blocking the dreaded continuous corrosive damage of the Liuhe sword energy.

He saw through the mystery of Liuhe Sword Qi almost immediately.

This scene made Yun Zhonghe's mouth twitch slightly, and he felt both shocked and excited.

He was shocked by Li Yifeng's strength, which far exceeded his expectations;

The excitement was because he felt an unprecedented fighting spirit. The pleasure of fighting against a strong man was like strong liquor, which made him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

However, Yun Zhonghe was also very clear that he could not delay. Although he had just fought back and forth with Li Yifeng and seemed to be evenly matched, in fact, both his spiritual power and physical strength were consumed extremely violently. If the battle was delayed for too long, he would probably find it difficult to maintain this high-intensity confrontation.

Similarly, Li Yifeng was actually in the same situation. He also wanted to end the battle quickly because he couldn't let Mu Jixue and the other two successfully eliminate their teammates. Once a situation of four people besieging one person was formed, even someone as strong as him would inevitably fall into a tough battle, and the balance of victory might tilt towards Yun Zhonghe's side.

Thinking of this, their eyes met again, and their gazes became more focused at the same time.

Spiritual power surged in their bodies like a river bursting its banks. Relying on their profound cultivation, the two men directed this tremendous spiritual power to the surface of their bodies, sealing the wounds. The blood instantly solidified and stopped flowing.

"war!"

"kill!"

The two men's roars were sonorous and powerful, and the air was filled with a tense feeling as if a storm was about to come. Then, it was as if an invisible force tore through the stagnation, and the two men fought again like tigers out of the cage!

This time, their attack was more fierce than before, and the previous fight was just a warm-up!

"Four Thousand Roaring Waves!"

Li Yifeng tried to eliminate Yun Zhonghe quickly, and the giant sword burst out with murderous intent. Spiritual power surged on the sword body, turning into layers of waves. Each wave contained destructive power, and the tsunami-like scene reappeared.

This time, the waves were more dense and more violent, like a galloping army, determined to raze all obstacles in their way to the ground.

Although they have the same number of layers, the situation of Li Yifeng and Yun Zhonghe's layers is still different.

Li Yifeng stacked the numbers. The power of a single attack was not increased much, but he focused on the range of the attack. A huge surge swept in, equivalent to thousands of attacks, overwhelming and suffocating.

If it were someone else, they might not be able to cope with such an intensive and repressive style of play. Once any of the surges hit them, they would probably not be able to withstand such an attack and would be eliminated directly.

Yun Zhonghe:!!!

Yun Zhonghe's eyes widened and his eyeballs moved rapidly, taking in every slightest fluctuation.

The Liuhe sword energy wrapped around the Xueyun Sword. Yun Zhonghe quickly resolved the waves, his figure floating like a dragon. At the same time, he pinched his fingers together with one hand, and a powerful sound wave gushed out, as deafening as thunder. This sound wave not only contained a powerful attack power, but also brought with it a strange fluctuation that could disturb people's hearts, sweeping towards Li Yifeng from a distance.

Li Yifeng also shouted angrily, which seemed to be some kind of sound skill.

The two sound waves collided, and the secret realm trembled again!

Li Yifeng's sound skills were obviously superior. Yun Zhonghe felt upset, his eardrums vibrated, and there was a faint red flash in his ears. His eardrums were bleeding.

He didn't care. When Li Yifeng released his sonic technique, he broke through Li Yifeng's layers of impenetrable surge attacks. The Liuhe sword energy condensed around him, like six angry dragons, rushing towards Li Yifeng with the power to destroy the world!

"Come again!"

Li Yifeng held the huge Haotian heavy sword tightly in both hands. The spiritual power in his body was like boiling lava, surging. Under his urging, his body suddenly grew larger, as if the god of war had descended, with magnificent momentum!

He leaped into the air and pounced on Yun Zhonghe.

Bang bang bang!

The Liuhe sword energy collided violently with Li Yifeng's body. Each explosion was like a small bomb exploding. Li Yifeng's robes were torn by the continuous attacks, his skin was cracked, and blood was spilled, staining his battle robe red.

But Li Yifeng seemed not to feel any pain. His face was as firm as iron, and his eyes were filled with only the desire for victory.

He did not deliberately defend against Yun Zhonghe's Liuhe sword energy, but instead endured the damage and approached Yun Zhonghe as quickly as possible, with only one goal - to kill him!

The giant sword fell and Yun Zhonghe hurriedly retreated, but after Li Yifeng shouted angrily, the spiritual power in his body surged again, and actually rolled up five thousand waves, completely blocking Yun Zhonghe's way.

Each of these five thousand waves contained all of Li Yifeng's strength and will. They were like thousands of horses galloping, unstoppable. Even Yun Zhonghe was unable to resolve them in time.

The attacks are too dense and too many!

"war!"

At this moment, Li Yifeng's Haotian heavy sword flashed with light, and his fighting spirit burned like a raging fire. His momentum was so strong that the surrounding air trembled.

The power rose to an unprecedented height, and the powerful pressure forced Yun Zhonghe to release the spiritual thorn that he had just prepared halfway.

He knew what Yun Zhonghe was planning. He was definitely brewing a spiritual thorn, and was accumulating mental strength to brew a stronger attack than before, in order to knock him out with one shot.

Li Yifeng has amazing combat intuition. Once he grasps Yun Zhonghe's intention, he will not give Yun Zhonghe any chance to succeed.

By continuously increasing the offensive, Yun Zhonghe was forced into a desperate situation, forcing Yun Zhonghe to take action in advance.

Want to hold back your ultimate? No way!

Yun Zhonghe gritted his teeth. He was indeed trying to condense a more powerful spiritual thorn.

Being as thick as an iron nail is not enough, it needs to be as strong as a hammer... That's right, it would be best to condense a hammer of spirit and smash his sea of ​​consciousness with one hammer!

However, Yun Zhonghe had no time to think at this time, because Li Yifeng's huge sword had already chopped down on his head.