Peerless Sword God

"What?"

Seeing that his proud swordsmanship was broken, Wu Mafeng was forced to stop, the sneer on his face solidified, and he quickly swung the Flame Hell Sword in defense.

He saw the Seven Swords God Ancestor who merged into one man and sword hit the Flame Hell Sword, and the boiling seven-color sword power surged down. Wu Ma Feng trembled all over and staggered back hundreds of miles.

"How is it possible? Brother Feng used the Fire Fusion Void God Sword and the Void God Sword Spirit at the same time, but he failed to defeat this person?" Wu Mayan was surprised when he saw this.

"Mr. Yan, the Seven Swords God Ancestor was injured, but Mr. Feng is safe and sound, so Mr. Feng is better." The Dark Blood Killer Ancestor complimented.

"You don't understand." Wu Mayan shook his head.

"..."

The Nether Blood Killer's face froze, and he thought to himself that damn Wu Ma Feng had already tried his best?

"Well, as expected of the Sword Lord."

Seeing this, the Master of Wuxie Realm laughed, and the eight Masters of Weilun Realm also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the Seven Swords Divine Ancestor was not inferior to Wu Ma Feng.

Wu Ma Feng's face was gloomy, his eyes were fixed on the Seven Swords Divine Ancestor among the Seven Colored Divine Swords, and he shouted murderously: "You can combine a human sword with a sword, can't I?"

After saying that, he merged with the Flame Hell Sword, shook the void, and carried the monstrous divine fire towards the Seven Swords God Ancestor.

The Seven Swords God Ancestor showed no sign of weakness, and rushed forward with fighting spirit. He fought with Wu Ma Feng, back and forth, fighting for hundreds of rounds in the blink of an eye.

boom!

As two sword chants sounded, the Seven Swords Divine Ancestor once again struck Wu Ma Feng, and the two divine swords intertwined and flew out at the same time.

I saw both of them falling out of the sword, their faces very pale, with sword marks on their cheeks, shoulders or backs, oozing with divine blood.

The ancestor of the Seven Swords God held the seven-color divine sword, his arms trembling, but with a smile on his face: "Wuma

Feng, you don't seem to be as powerful as you say. "

"Looking for death! My knowledge is deeper than yours, and my swordsmanship is stronger than yours. Can you defeat me?"

Wu Ma Feng became angry from shame, with a murderous intent in his eyes, and with a monstrous sword fire, he attacked the Seven Swords God Ancestor again.

"Then come on."

The Seven Swords God Ancestor's eyes were firm and resolute, he pulled out the wind and thunder, and slashed down like cutting water with his sword. With a bang, he collided with Wu Ma Feng, and the two of them flew out again.

"Ahem..." The Seven Swords God Ancestor coughed out blood. There was a sword mark on his chest, which was deep enough to see the bones. The divine blood flowing out dyed the broken seven-color treasure clothes red.

Wu Mafeng also felt uncomfortable, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He held his neck with his left hand. When he took it away, he saw that his neck was cracked and he was almost cut off.

"I will cut you into pieces."

He roared angrily, asking himself that he had never suffered such a big loss, let alone being hurt by the ants in his eyes, it was simply a shame and humiliation.

"Okay, Brother Feng, let me do it."

Wu Mayan suddenly came from the sky, thousands of miles of void, and arrived in an instant. He raised his hand and struck out the Tyrant Hammer, carrying the power of the void, and blasted towards the Seven Swords God Ancestor.

"Sword Master, be careful."

The Lord of Wuxie and others shouted urgently, and the dozen or so half-step saints who came with the ancestor of the Seven Swords Gods were even more anxious to go out and save him. The Lord of the Weilun Realm quickly ordered: "Start the formation quickly, and we must save the Seven Swords." donor."

But just when Wu Mayan was killing the Seven Swords God Ancestor, the Dark Blood Killer Ancestor, who had not recovered from his injuries, actually took action. He actually hit a formation-breaking Yuan Pearl and threw it into the sky above the God Killing Realm.

This was what Wu Mayan had ordered him to do in advance to prevent Lord Wei Lun and others from coming out to rescue him.

Before the Lord of the Weilun Realm ordered people to activate the formation, the formation-breaking Yuanzhu had hit the God-killing Realm.

The defensive shield exploded with destructive power with a roar.

I saw layers of defensive light shields, devastated and destroyed. The dozens of Nine Paths Divine Ancestors who presided over the formation were all struck back and fell to the ground seriously injured.

Not only that, the aftermath of the broken formation pearl also lifted up the other nine divine ancestors, and all the formation disks and chariots suspended in mid-air exploded.

The Lord of the Weilun Realm, the Lord of the Wuxie Realm and others were killed and were caught off guard. They had no time to take care of themselves and were unable to save the Seven Swords Divine Ancestor.

"Haha, Brother Yan, I have you."

Wu Ma Feng laughed heartily and immediately swallowed the magic pill to heal his wounds and restore the lost holy power.

The Seven Swords God Ancestor had no chance to recover. When he saw Wumayan coming to kill him and the Tyrant Hammer coming to kill him, he could only defend passively.

But there was no trace of anger on his face, and he just said lightly: "I didn't expect that the geniuses of the Wuma clan are all dishonest."

Wu Mayan said with a gentle face: "No, you are wrong. You have not defeated Brother Feng, so why are you so untrustworthy?"

He stepped on the void, and the holy power around his body surged. He had the origin of the Holy Path of Void and the Holy Path of Wind, and his speed was faster than Wu Ma Feng.

Boom!

Under his command, the Tyrant Hammer bloomed with bronze divine light, like a majestic copper mountain, suppressing the Seven Sword God Ancestors from top to bottom.

"go."

The Seven Sword God Ancestor gritted his teeth and threw the seven-color divine sword with all his strength. It flew into the sky with the tip of the sword pointing upward to resist the Tyrant Hammer.

clang!

The loud sound of the Seven Colored Divine Sword made the Seven Sword Divine Ancestor tremble all over. His strength was weak and his whole body kept falling.

"Your holy power is greatly damaged and you are injured, so don't struggle in vain."

Wu Mayan stepped on the Tyrant Hammer with one step, and with a bang, the seven-colored god

The sword was suppressed, and the six red swords scattered and shattered one by one, leaving only the purple divine sword.

After all, the purple divine sword is a low-grade supreme treasure, while the six red swords are top-grade divine weapons and cannot withstand the power of the Tyrant Hammer.

"Poof." The Six Red Swords were destroyed, and the Seven Swords God Ancestor was mentally damaged. He raised his head and spat out a breath of blood, and then he fell down and hit the ground.

The purple divine sword fell next to him, the sword's light was scattered and its power was reduced.

"I have been in Senluo Realm for several months and I have not killed anyone. You are the first. This is your honor."

Wu Mayan smiled warmly, and was about to use the Tyrant Hammer to kill the Seven Sword God Ancestors, when he suddenly heard an earth-shattering sword whistle from behind.

As soon as he heard it, Wu Mayan felt an unprecedented crisis. When he looked back, he saw a golden and black divine sword coming to kill, and the entire void was split in half.

Wu Mayan's scalp was numb at the sight and he quickly dodged. At the same time, he made the Tyrant Hammer under his feet fly up and hit the divine sword. Unexpectedly, he was struck back by the sword.

"What?"

Wumayan's expression changed drastically, and he activated the source of the Holy Path of the Void to escape. Unexpectedly, he was staggered back by the majestic sword wave, and his robes tore apart.

He could no longer maintain his gentle demeanor, looked at the golden-gray divine sword with an ugly face, and shouted sternly: "Who, get out of here?"

Wu Mafeng, who was refining the divine elixir and replenishing his holy power, saw this, his expression also changed, and he scanned the void with sharp eyes.

The Dark Blood Killer Ancestor said with an uneasy look on his face: "The Heavenly Sword Divine Ancestor, it's him, he must be here."

"Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword God?"

The nine masters of the Wei Lun Realm and the Wu Xie Realm who were resisting the Formation-Breaking Yuan Pearl heard the sound and looked over.

"Ahem..." Qi fell to the ground

The Sword God Ancestor gritted his teeth and stood up holding the purple divine sword, looking up at the golden and black divine sword.