The intent of the sword was like a divine sword, stabbing Ye Feng's eyebrows, but it could not penetrate the smooth jade-like skin.

"If Dugu Jian came in person, you might have survived, but just a sword intent, you want to stop me?" He suddenly looked up, and Ye Feng's eyes were covered with dark light, like a black gem.

"You, who are you? How could you come in here if the strongest person in the Sun God Realm enters?"

Dugu Ming was really scared. Even the sword saint Dugu Jian could not kill him. So does he still have a chance to survive?

You should know that when Dugu Jian gave him the sword intent, this sword intent can be killed even the strongest person in the early stage of the Yang Shen Realm.

He raised his right hand suddenly, and endless corpse energy rolled out, grasping the golden sword intent.

The dazzling golden sword intent kept vibrating in Ye Feng's hand, making waves of wailing sounds.

"choke!"

The five fingers suddenly squeezed hard, and the dazzling sword intent dissipated, and waves of violent sword energy swept across the world.

"Stop!!!"

The middle-aged man with a shocked face was instantly destroyed by the sword energy.

Dugu Ming had ripples around him, and a vague sword shadow appeared above his head, resisting the sweeping sword energy.

"This is?"

Dugu Ming was also shocked by this change. He looked up at the sword shadow circling above his head, and was overjoyed, "This is the original sword energy of grandpa, the Holy Spirit sword energy."

Ye Feng looked at the Holy Spirit Sword Aura hovering above Dugu Ming's head, and smiled unabated, "I said everything, unless Dugu Jian comes in person, you won't be able to survive!"

"Buzz!"

The colorful Holy Spirit sword energy rippled with waves, as if telling something.

Is the mind combined with the sword?

Feeling the rippling waves of the Holy Spirit sword energy, Ye Feng's face showed a hint of surprise, "It is worthy of being the sword saint Dugu Jian. Others want to blend with satellites and become the Little Star Venerable. But you are persistent and have only swords in your heart. You are willing to not break through, and you will not allow external objects to pollute the sword heart. It is amazing, it is indeed amazing."

"Rao Ming'er's life, I, Dugu Jian, owe you a favor!" Suddenly, the Holy Spirit's sword energy collapsed, and a vague need appeared beside Dugu Ming.

"grandfather!"

Looking at Dugu Jian's figure, Dugu Ming's face was filled with surprise.

But the phantom seemed to have not heard Dugu Ming's words and kept saying, "Bless Ming'er's life, I, Dugu Jian, owe you a favor."

If someone else encounters this situation, if he does not look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, he will definitely let Dugu Ming go.

Unfortunately, Ye Feng did not give up Dugu Ming's face at all.

"Bang!!!"

"He, how dare he?"

Dugu Ming only felt a tingling pain in his head. The terrifying power directly shattered his head, regret appeared in his eyes, and he fell straight towards the ground.

"bite!"

"Congratulations to the host for hunting the favored ones of fate, and rewarding 300 zombie points!"

"Not bad!" Ye Feng was already very satisfied that he could get three hundred zombies rewards.

"Buzz!"

Just as Ye Feng killed Dugu Ming, the vague figure suddenly collapsed and turned into a sword energy and shot towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't care, and reached out to face the whistling sword energy.

But what surprised Ye Feng was that this sword energy was not powerful, but instead attached to the back of his hand and turned into a pattern.

Looking down at the colorful sword shadow pattern on the back of his hand, Ye Feng smiled silently, "Do you want to take revenge on Dugu Ming with this mark?"

He smiled and shook his head, Ye Feng did not remove this mark. As his strength improved, he did not recommend fighting with Dugu Jian.
Chapter completed!