Yang Feng was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Are you sure you remember correctly?"

King Jinfeng said: "I will never remember it wrong. This person's magical powers are a bit strange. He seems to have the ability to seal memory. I have mastered this Golden Immortal Puppet and have only recently recovered some memory fragments, but after seeing this person, I was sure of it."

Yang Feng didn't say anything, but his eyes were filled with cold light when he looked at the young man.

The young man smiled and said, "It seems that you have finally remembered something. I have been looking for you over the years. I didn't expect that I could find you without any effort by searching for it. Today I actually met you here."

Yang Feng said calmly and lightly: "It seems that we are really destined to be!"

The young man said: "I don't want to talk nonsense to you. I will hand over the Hongjun Tower obediently. I can let you have a way out."

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "You let me have a way of life, but I don't plan to let you have a way of life."

The young man said with a cold face: "I'm still stubborn when I die. Remember this time you are not so lucky."

After the words came, the young man waved his hand and a black light flew out from his fingertips.

After the black light flew out, an extremely dazzling black light burst out and disappeared from the spot.

Yang Feng's face changed, and he waved his body and flew towards the left, without thinking about pinching the magic trick.

A blue light flashed, and four green flying swords emerged, spinning around his body quickly.

The black light appeared beside Yang Feng out of thin air and came over in an instant, but was blocked by a flying sword.

With a loud bang, Yang Feng flew backwards as if he was hit hard, until he flew dozens of meters before he stabilized his body.

Only then did Yang Feng see clearly that the black light was a small black hammer, with mysterious spiritual patterns engraved on it, emitting shocking spiritual fluctuations.

Although the blue flying sword blocked the small hammer, the sword body kept trembling and made a buzzing sound, as if it was overwhelmed by a heavy blow.

Yang Feng hurriedly pinched the magic trick in his hand, and three other flying swords flew over and quickly hit the black hammer.

Dangdangdang!

Three loud noises were made in a row, and the black hammer was immediately knocked out.

At the same time, Yang Feng waved his hands and dozens of green flying swords shot out, and his body flew back without thinking.

These flying swords gathered in front of the four flying swords before, and green light lingered in a blink of an eye, turning into seventy-two immortal swords. In a flash, thousands of identical green sword energy were transformed into, like a river of sword energy, flying towards the three people.

Wherever you pass, the void is cut open.

For a moment, the void shook and the momentum was amazing.

When the two black-clothed guards saw Yang Feng attacking so quickly, their faces changed.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he waved his hand to put the black hammer into his sleeves. There was a silver bell on the other hand at some point, shaking slightly, and the surface of the bell's spiritual pattern suddenly lit up, and a crisp sound came out.

Immediately afterwards, circles of faint silver light waves swept out from around the bell, covering most of the void in front of them in an instant, forming a sea of ​​light waves.

The blue sword energy flowed into the silver waves. After being rolled up by the light waves, it was twisted and deformed like it was trapped in a mud, and then it fell silently. The seemingly terrifying sword energy was easily resolved.

Only seventy-two flying swords were still there, but they were also scattered in the silver waves, as if they could not find the direction.

When Yang Feng saw this scene, his face had no expression on his face and his two techniques changed.

Thunder suddenly sounded!

The surface of the seventy-two flying swords was filled with golden lightning, ignoring the influence of light waves, and then under each flying sword, golden arcs intertwined into a strange pattern.

A strange scene appeared!

As the golden light of these patterns flashed, all the flying swords disappeared into the silver waves.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of thunder in the void around the three of them was heard, and seventy-two flying swords appeared in spiral.

Thick and dazzling golden arcs emerged, connected to each other, instantly condensed into a lightning magic array, covering the three of them.

This incident happened in the flash of lightning. Before the young men could react, they were already trapped in a thunder formation.

A powerful imprisonment force emanated from the thunder formation, and the three of them felt like they were trapped in quagmire, and the operation of the immortal power in their bodies became a little slow.

The fat and thin two looked shocked, and they all supported the blue and black light shields, trying to break free from the thunder array.

The young man did not move, his eyes swept past the sword of immortality around him, not knowing what he was thinking.

The next moment, the seventy-two immortal swords shone brightly, and sword auras that were several times thicker and brighter than before appeared, mixed with golden thunder arcs all over the sky, whistling and slashing towards the three of them.

"Young Master!"

The fat and thin two saw countless sword energy coming, but still unable to break free from the constraints, they were anxious and shouted in unison.

Qing Young snorted, as if she was not bound by the thunder formation. With one hand, a magic trick flashed and disappeared into the bell in his hand. Then he shook it hard, and circles of silver light waves that were several times denser than before appeared, sweeping towards the surroundings, supporting a silver wave area of ​​dozens of feet in size.

The fat and thin men suddenly felt relaxed, and the immortal power in their bodies also resumed their operation, but the sword energy in the sky was less than ten feet away from the three men.

At this moment, the young man opened his mouth and spitted out a ball of gray light, rolling over the heads of the three of them.

A large area of ​​gray light emerged, covering the three of them.

The next moment, countless sword energy mixed with golden lightning came, forming an extremely huge blue light ball, instantly submerging the bodies of the three people.

The sword light in the light ball was cut wildly, and the golden light flashed. The mountains, ground, and all the affected areas were cut into powder.

At this moment, there was a loud bang!

In the void hundreds of feet away from the light ball, Yang Feng was floating there in his clothes, holding an immortal stone in one hand and quickly absorbing the immortal power.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Just somewhere in the blue light ball, a faint and inaudible sound suddenly came out, and then a gray light broke through the raging blue sword energy, and seemed to ignore the surrounding golden lightning arc, rushed out from it. After a convergence in the air above, the figures of the three young men appeared.

A gray hill was suspended above the heads of the three people, gently rotating, emitting a rich gray light, wrapping the three people.

Except for the fat and thin two men who looked a little embarrassed, the young man was completely damaged, and his clothes were not even broken, but his eyes were staring at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's eyes turned and landed on the gray hill, with a somewhat complicated look.

Although his appearance was a little different from before, he still recognized it at a glance that this thing was a treasure he lost, Wuji Mountain.

"Your post-natal immortal weapon is good, but unfortunately the refining technique is too clumsy, and the five extreme mountains are not pure enough. It took a lot of effort to re-sacrifice to this point. Speaking of which, it is the first time I have used it today, so let you, the original owner, taste its power."

The young man said casually, with one hand raised.

After the gray hill rolled around, it instantly grew bigger and turned into a huge gray peak, covered by gray light on the surface, and countless mysterious spiritual patterns were engraved on it. As the light flowed, it hit the blue light ball below.

Before the huge peak arrived, a terrifying pressure had already come, and the blue light ball began to fluctuate.

Yang Feng frowned slightly and made gestures in his hand.

A blue light ball flashed, and countless sword energy immediately converged inward, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a blue sword lotus, with golden light as thick as a bowl on the surface swaying on the surface of the lotus petals.

The green sword lotus dripped and the dazzling green light like the sun bloomed. Countless hazy sword lights rolled out and headed towards the gray peak.

However, at this moment, the gray glow at the bottom of the giant peak rolled downwards, facing the blue sword lotus.

The golden arc on the surface of the sword lotus disappeared silently in the gray glow, and the sword lotus also shattered inch by inch, collapsed with a bang, turning into seventy-two immortal swords again, and rolled around in the gray glow, and the spiritual patterns on the surface became light and dark.

Yang Feng frowned when he saw this scene.

He naturally knew that Wuji Mountain had a restraining effect on the power of lightning, but he did not expect that the seventy-two flying swords that had absorbed so many spiritual swords and increased their power after absorbing so many spiritual swords and smelting them with precious materials such as essence gold, would be affected by the gray clouds and be spiritually disordered.

It seems that after being re-sacrificed by the other party, this treasure obviously has some incredible power.

While Yang Feng's thoughts were turning rapidly, his hands kept moving, and he waved his fingers suddenly.

The surface of the seventy-two flying swords that were not deep was shining brightly again, and blue hairs appeared crisscrossed, instantly clearing the gray clouds out of a region. Before the gray clouds could be closed, all the flying swords immediately flew backwards towards Yang Feng's place.

"You guy who flew up from the lower realm, you have a lot of good things on you. This set of flying swords is also very good. I have liked each other before, so I will bring it to me first."

Seeing this, the young man smiled faintly and pinched his hands.

Buzz!

All the gray runes on the surface of the gray peaks bloomed, and circles of thicker gray halos immediately rolled out from it, rippling downwards, covering the seventy-two immortal swords that had not yet flown away.

All the flying swords were trembling and bouncing endlessly, as if they had fallen into the net.

Yang Feng's face suddenly changed color slightly, and he urged him to make a move in his hand.

However, this time, with the urgency of it, the seventy-two flying swords seemed to be strangled by something and could not be pulled away.

Seeing this, the young man opened his mouth and sprayed a black light, flashing into the gray peaks.

Countless gray runes suddenly appeared in the gray halo emitted by the mountain, condensed into gray thin filaments, tangling towards the Immortal Sword, and in a blink of an eye, gray silkworm pupae formed.
Chapter completed!