The Most Violent Upgrade

"What!" Seeing this, Feng Yifan immediately wanted to urge the Tianluo Fan to continue emitting the glow, but he found it was too slow, so he quickly changed his order, and directly made the dark clouds below him retreat quickly!

"As soon as my snow sword song came out, the speed and attack power increased dramatically. How far did you retreat?"

Du Yuesheng laughed, and his speed increased by another three points, and he caught up with Feng Yifan like a bolt of lightning in the blink of an eye.

A sword slashed down in the air, and the sword light fell unstoppably as if opening up the sky and the earth. Feng Yifan was shocked, knowing that this sword was not bad, he quickly slapped the storage bag, and a huge monster flew out of the storage bag. The golden square seal stood in front of him.

This golden square seal is a hundred feet in size, like a small golden mountain standing in front of him, it looks like a good defensive magic weapon!

But what he didn't know was that in Du Yuesheng's eyes, even a real mountain was nothing more than that!

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When Jian Guang entered the golden square seal, it was like cutting on fragile paper. In an instant, Jian Guang split the entire golden square seal into two, and fell straight towards Feng Yifan.

At this moment, Feng Yifan had no way to retreat, and Feng Yifan's pupils were locked tightly, his expression already flustered.

But at this moment, a stream of light suddenly struck from the sky, the speed was so fast that even lightning was short of it, and in the blink of an eye, the stream of light was directly blocked by Du Yuesheng's sword light.

Waves of light surged at the place where the two touched, and the billowing air waves kept rolling!

This streak of light flying across the sky was also beyond everyone's expectations. Du Yuesheng couldn't help squinting his eyes, glanced at Feng Yifan who had taken his life, and said calmly: "You are lucky, but your good luck is only Just at this moment, if the Emperor of Heaven wants to kill you, you are still alive and dead!"

Feng Yifan's face turned red when he heard the words, but soon, he bite the bullet and shouted: "Ha, arrogant, do you know who is here? You are dead in front of him, and you still want to kill me ? I’m equivalent to protecting the Emperor’s Dharma, and he will definitely protect me with all his strength!”

"Hey...Feng Yifan, every time something happens, I will wait to help you. If I can't wait, how will you deal with yourself? Why don't you hurry up and practice hard?"

There was a sigh, and a figure flashed, suddenly standing in front of Du Yuesheng and Feng Yifan.

Du Yuesheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the person who came. The person who came was a tall, thin, middle-aged man, dressed in Tsing Yi, with a feather scarf on his head, and holding a vermilion pen. He looked refined and was a scholar.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yifan's face turned even redder, and he couldn't help roaring: "Liu Mo, don't talk to me in such a tone, I'm the emperor's protector, why do you Talk to me like that!"

Liu Mo could only shake his head helplessly when he heard the words: "Oh, you can do it yourself, go quickly, and I will test you after I have settled the matter here!"

After he finished speaking, Feng Yifan couldn't stay any longer, and as soon as he pinched his finger, he was ready to leave directly.

But at this moment, Du Yuesheng stood up and said coldly: "Did the Emperor let you go?"

"Damn it, what are you? If I leave, can you stay?" Feng Yifan finally broke out, and this time he lost at the hands of Du Yuesheng already made him feel extremely angry.

Unexpectedly, Du Yuesheng wouldn't even let him go now, and suddenly he pointed at Du Yuesheng's nose and cursed!

Du Yuesheng's eyes turned cold, his killing intent was like a rainbow, he didn't say a word, he only spoke with his strength, he raised his hand and swung his sword, the sword light overwhelmingly attacked and killed Feng Yifan.

Liu Mo raised the vermilion pen in his hand, and swiped in the air, a black ink mark appeared on the void, forming a black rain character.

Immediately afterwards, the ink stain suddenly appeared in the form of a gust of wind and rain mixed with lightning and thunder, blocking the sword light, and at the same time he frowned, and said to Feng Yifan: "Hurry up, you will hold me back!" !"

Seeing this, Feng Yifan didn't hesitate, and after staring at Du Yuesheng fiercely, he rushed out in a flash.

"Leave it to the Emperor of Heaven..."

Du Yuesheng yelled loudly, raised his sword, the light of the sword was astonishing, and the sword energy roared, "Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Formation!"

With a swish sound, countless sword lights condensed from the sky, falling towards the ground continuously, directly enveloping both Feng Yifan and Liu Mo!

Liu Mo didn't dare to underestimate the Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Formation, so he quickly raised the vermilion pen, and wrote a mountain character in the air. In an instant, a phantom of a green mountain like an ink painting appeared in the air, blocking his and Feng Yifan's head !

"This little magic also wants to block the Heavenly Emperor's Ten Thousand Immortals Sword Formation?" Du Yuesheng sneered again and again: "Destroy the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Rampant! You can break Liu Mo's spell?" Feng Yifan didn't expect that he was still blocked, and his complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.

It's nothing more than being defeated by an unknown junior, but now he can't even walk. If he doesn't regain some ground in words, he will lose his face!

But the moment Feng Yifan's words just came out, countless sword lights fell on the phantom of the green hill, rumbling explosions continued to sound, and the phantom of the green hill of ink painting was captured by the ten thousand phantom at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dao Jianguang flattened inch by inch.

In the end, when the phantom of the ink and green mountains disappeared, the sword light of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Formation still existed for no less than three thousand!

When the three thousand sword lights fell, Feng Yifan and Liu Mo hurriedly made another tactic, a stream of ink and a gust of Xia Feng flew up at the same time, trying to stop the sword lights!

Seeing that these two people were defending the Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Formation with all their strength, but they didn't care about the front, Du Yuesheng couldn't help but sneered, and said loudly: "You two think that the Emperor of Heaven is dead?"

While speaking, Du Yuesheng held the sword in his right hand, and his left hand landed on the guqin. The sound of the chasing piano sounded, and the sound of the piano was chasing after his life.

When the beautiful zither sound hit, Liu Mo and Feng Yifan were startled, and when they turned their heads, they saw the sound waves carried by the zither sound.

The two hurriedly activated their magic spells to block the Ten Thousand Immortal Sword Formation above their heads. At the same time, they finally freed up a hand, pinched out the finger, and formed a defensive spell on the front.

"It's too slow!" Du Yuesheng laughed loudly, his figure had already rushed to the height, and he shouted: "The sword is burning!"

In an instant, the Zhuxian sword became red like blood, and with a swiped sword, the sword light descended from the sky accompanied by the billowing fire, and attacked and killed Liu Mo and Feng Yifan. The aura seemed to engulf them both .

Liu Mo and Feng Yifan looked at each other, and they both saw endless horror in each other's eyes. They never imagined that Du Yuesheng would be so tyrannical.

With their own strength, the two of them were overwhelmed, and the next move was full of swords, and they had no strength to resist it!

"What an embarrassment..." At this moment, another voice sounded in the distance. The moment the voice struck, a silver radiance followed closely behind, circling Liu Mo and Feng Yifan, forming a A silver barrier actually caught the sword fire even from the sky!