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Wang Chonglou, the elder of the Demon Cult, knew that if this continues, he would only fall into a fatal crisis. Now he must use the strongest power to break the situation!

Only in this way can he regain his majesty, turn defeat into victory, and completely kill the master and disciple of the Supreme Guard Ye Feng.

Immediately, Wang Chonglou was full of demonic energy. He held his hands halfway, and a black light ball quickly formed, forming a dazzling black light beam aimed at Ye Feng's heart and lungs!

This is the gathering of all his powers, and the decisive blow of his magical powers will inevitably reach the peak of the holy realm, surpassing everything. He doesn't believe that Ye Feng can still block it!

"Ye Feng! I will ruin you!"

Wang Chonglou looked pale, and he held up a black ball of light with both hands and smashed it towards Ye Feng.

The light ball flew quickly and shot straight towards Ye Feng's heart.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and felt an extremely strong crisis. He did not dare to be careless. He wisps of purple-red aura like an angry dragon flew around him, wrapping himself in it, forming layers of light curtains, releasing one foot of the absolute domain, creating the strongest defensive power.

Speedy!

The black light ball exploded directly on Ye Feng's body, and a large area of ​​space was annihilated. The terrifying level of this attack exceeded everyone's imagination.

Ye Feng, who was in the center, was hit by extremely violent force, the light curtain exploded quickly, and the defense of the gang wind was crushed by it. Only his own foot of the field could barely block it for a moment.

puff!

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, spewed out a mouthful of thick blood, and his body quickly fell and hit the ground!

Widths of qi intertwined in the air and raged!

Everyone around looked at Wang Chonglou, the great elder of the Demon Cult, who stood there, had no breath and was weak, and looked at Ye Feng, who had fallen to the ground and could not get up. He didn't know the outcome of the battle for a moment.

But soon, Ye Feng struggled to stand up, spat out a mouthful of blood, reached out to wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, drooped his head and glanced at his slightly sunken chest, sneered, looking at Wang Chonglou, who showed a look of surprise and horror, and sneered: "Great Elder, why are you tickling me like a woman? You are tickling me like this! It's impossible to defeat me like this! Now, it's my turn!"

After speaking, Ye Feng ignored the injuries on his body, his murderous intent suddenly arose, ignored the distance of space, and appeared in a flash near Wang Chonglou and punched him out.

Under Ye Feng's violent attack, Wang Chonglou was only beaten, and his strength was weaker and weaker every time.

"Great Elder, next, please take my sword!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and a purple-red sword condensed in the air. Endless sword energy came from the sky and gathered together, aiming at the heart of Wang Chonglou, the great elder of the Demon Cult.

The sword power is vast!

The sword energy soars into the sky!

Wang Chonglou changed color in shock. This was the closest he had ever died since he fought with the Supreme Guardian.

The power of this sword was completely beyond his imagination!

At this moment, Wang Chonglou tried his best to gather all his strength, stretched out his hands, supporting a barrier, trying to block the power of this sword!

A sneer!

A sword rushed to the sky like a rocket launch, and brutally destroyed the defensive barrier in front of Wang Chonglou with a powerful force that no one could imagine!

Just a burst of cracks broke, Wang Chonglou's hands were shaken away, his body trembled, and a sword penetrated his chest and abdomen!

Wang Chonglou retreated repeatedly and let out a shrill roar!

Just a little bit short of his heart was completely pierced!

But even if his life was saved, his lungs were almost destroyed, and wisps of sword energy were still raging on him, destroying his vitality.

"Great Elder, it seems that you are not as powerful as you imagined. You can't even stop my sword!"

Ye Feng slightly recovered some of the qi and blood in his body, and rushed towards Wang Chonglou again, trying to completely eradicate the threat.

But it's this moment,

The Pope of the Western Holy See had a fierce look, and found the best opportunity to take action. He raised the scepter in his hand, released the vast power of faith, and fell layer by layer of light, covering Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, accept the judgment of God's death!"

The pope's face was extremely fierce, and his energy roared in his body. Combined with the surging power of faith, he formed an extremely terrifying murderous intent and fell down towards Ye Feng.

"Just based on you, an immortal, what qualifications do you have to judge me!"

Ye Feng sneered, fearlessly rushed forward, and a punch of the Immortal King's Fist kept blasting out.

Two extremely terrifying forces collided with each other, making explosions one after another.

Seriously,

Ye Feng had a wound on his body and suffered considerable injuries.

But in the end,

Ye Feng blocked this so-called judgment.

"you!"

The Pope's face changed slightly, and he never expected Ye Feng to be so terrifying!

Ruthless!

While the Pope was still in a daze, Ye Feng condensed his blood again and walked away with the Pope. He used the method of fighting and did not leave a way out for himself!

In a blink of an eye, Ye Feng opened his five fingers and reached out to hold the scepter in the pope's hand. His pair of burning fireworks looked directly at the pope's sunken eyes, and sneered: "You said that this broken scepter condenses the power of faith and is invincible, but in my opinion, this is just a broken iron rod!"

After saying that, Ye Feng's arms swelled sharply, and the blue veins became thicker, twisting the scepter in the Pope's hand down!

A click!

The scepter was twisted into two pieces by Ye Feng. Ye Feng threw half of the scepter in his hand and looked at the Pope's face full of fear and sneered: "Sir Pope, do you have any other skills besides this scepter!"

Bang!

Ye Feng rushed past and knocked the Pope out!

At this point,

Under the protection of the Supreme, the three most powerful people recognized by the world were almost completely defeated by Ye Feng!

The head of Kunlun, Ji Daoxue, covered his sunken chest, and his strength could not be restored. If the combat power was insufficient at its peak, he could no longer carry out high-intensity continuous battles.

The lungs of Wang Chonglou, the great elder of the Demon Cult, were pierced through, and blood flowed everywhere, unable to condense his vitality. His aura was still declining, and his life was extremely weak.

As for the Pope in the West, he was also seriously injured, and he seemed extremely old and lost his majesty as before.

"A group of defeated generals are ultimately defeated generals. If you want to kill the Supreme Guard, are you worthy!"

Ye Feng clenched his fists, and a strand of murderous aura flashed through his eyes. He looked at Pope Chonglou, King Ji Daoxue, and other people from other forces. He opened his five fingers, held the Canglan sword, and said coldly: "I am a simple person. You want to kill me, your master, and those who want to kill me, then I will kill you all. Now, it seems that your death is coming!"
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