"Mihawk, you can't even hold your own sword?"

As this cold voice sounded in the ears of Sword Emperor Mihawk, the body of Sword Emperor Mihawk, who had slowly closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and the sharp sword light burst out.

Opening his eyes, he appeared in his sight with a straight and heroic figure.

His sword-browed eyebrows were striking, and his handsome and sharp face seemed to be carved from a blade. His straight and slender figure was made of a slender white robe, which had a unique flavor.

His long flowing white hair was scattered on his shoulders, holding a long sword with a strange shape in his left hand, and his right hand poked out like lightning and caught the reverse scale sword that was flying towards the sword emperor Mihawk. His whole body was filled with an invisible mystery and depth, filled with an indescribable power.

As he appeared, it seemed that the whole world had fallen into static strangely at this moment, and even time had forgotten to flow.

"Raging... Tyrant..."

Looking at the sudden appearance, Sword Emperor Mihawk clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth...

The young man who suddenly appeared returned from the Dragon Realm but broke into the capital of the ancient starry sky country, and then rushed to the tyrant Lan Feng at a very fast speed.

"Swish..."

Lan Feng had no expression or waves on his face. He grabbed the Nei Scale Sword and swung his palms violently. The Nei Scale Sword flew into the scabbard on the back of the Sword Emperor Mihawk.

"Swish!"

The moment when the sword emperor Mihawk's body was about to fall and hit the city wall, Lan Feng's eyes flashed and his expression turned cold. He poked his palm out and hugged the sword emperor Mihawk's body. His feet were empty on the city wall, and finally landed steadily on the ground.

It would be fine if he was saved by Lan Feng at a critical moment, but he was still hugged by Lan Feng like a woman. Sword Emperor Mihawk felt extremely angry and aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't have the strength to resist...

He was about to speak, but Lan Feng's faint voice sounded: "No need to thank me, I didn't plan to save you, I just happened to pass by..."

"Swish!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, his fingers poked out quickly and sealed his bloodline on the body of the Sword Emperor Mihawk. At the same time, he quickly took a silver needle from the bracelet and stabbed it into the chest of the Sword Emperor Mihawk. The cold voice also sounded in his heart!

"Nine Changes of Soul-Stationing Needle, Nine Changes of Immortal God!"

"Boom!"

As Lan Feng rotated the Ninth Change of the Ninth Change of the Soul-Stationing Needle, the continuous vitality was affected by some force and frantically poured into the body of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, repairing his injuries.

After doing all this, Lan Feng slowly placed the Sword Emperor Mihawk on the ground!

With his years of experience and breakthrough and improvement in strength in the Dragon Domain, Lan Feng not only broke through in one fell swoop and became the supreme titled Martial Emperor, but also made a breakthrough in his ninth change of the Nine Changes of the Soul-Stationing Needle.

However, Lan Feng felt that his Nine Change Soul-Stationing Needle was not perfect.

"Feng..."

"Brother Feng..."

"Lan Feng!"

"General Dragon Thorn!"

"Xiao Feng!"

All this only happened between the sparks of calcium carbide. When people came to their senses, Lan Feng had already rescued the Sword Emperor Mihawk. Looking at Lan Feng, an excited voice came from the mouths of countless people...

The seriously injured Wang Xiaoshuai, the wolf king Qin Yang, the card prince Ou Yueyun and others, Su Hanyan, Ye Jie, Ruo Qingya and others on the city wall were all extremely excited, and even their bodies were trembling because they were too excited...

"Don't talk, heal your wounds!"

However, what answered Wang Xiaoshuai, Wolf King Qin Yang, Card Prince Ou Yueyun were Lan Feng’s gentle words.

The moment Lan Feng's words fell, his feet moved, and his body turned into countless afterimages, flew past the wounded men such as Wang Xiaoshuai, Chu Nan, and the wolf king Qin Yang, and pierced the healing silver needles into their bodies like lightning to heal their injuries, stabilize their injuries, and repair their injuries.

Lan Feng set his eyes on the martial god who was rescued from the deep pit by the card prince Ou Yueyun taking advantage of the ghost to block the ancient emperor with shadow spikes, and frowned.

"Bang..."

The next moment, Lan Feng thought about it, and the Dragon King ring in his hand flashed, and the huge ancient starry sky coffin appeared and fell heavily on the ground.

"Swish!"

Lan Feng leaned over to check the wounds of the martial god, then took a healing silver needle from the bracelet and stabbed it into the body of the martial god. Then he activated the ninth transformation of the Nine Changes of the Soul-Stationing Needle to be the life-extending treatment of the martial god, picked up his body, and put it into the ancient coffin of the starry sky.

Then, Lan Feng walked to Chu Nan who had fully removed the tiger thorn and was severely injured by the ancient emperor. He checked his injuries and suppressed the strong murderous intent in his heart. He first used the Nine Changes Soul-Stationing Needle to treat Chu Nan, and then picked him up and put it into the ancient coffin in the starry sky.

Chu Nan and the Martial God were injuring too severe. Even if Lan Feng could use the Nine Change Soul-Stationing Needle now, he could do nothing because he was still missing something. Now the only thing Lan Feng could do was to keep their bodies immortal and leave their last half of the faint breath, leaving them in a state of fake death!

"Boy, no matter who you are, it would be too unfair to take me seriously when I appear to save people on the battlefield at this time. Let me die..."

Looking at Lan Feng who was saving himself on the battlefield and did not take them seriously at all, the strong murderous intent surged in the eyes of the ancient emperor in the distance, and the words came from his mouth.

"Boom!"

As the ancient emperor finished speaking, a pair of black wings suddenly ejected from his back, and the wings flapped, causing his speed to increase sharply, like a hideous demon rushing towards the Lan Feng.

The terrifying speed left an extremely dazzling black light in the air. In just a moment, he appeared behind Lan Feng. The giant sword appeared in his hand and slashed down at Lan Feng with violent power.

However, Lan Feng ignored it at all, but looked at the sleeping martial gods, Chu Nan, and the bomber Ximing at the ancient coffin of the starry sky with deep eyes, and slowly closed the cover of the coffin, and the strong murderous intent in his eyes bloomed...

"Brother Feng is careful!"

"Lan Feng, be careful!"

"General, be careful!"

Seeing that the Ancient Emperor had launched a sneak attack on Lan Feng at this time, the faces of the people present changed drastically, and there was a strong sense of horror in their eyes, and anxious voices came from their mouths.

"Hehe... Zamao, go to die!"

Looking at the Lan Feng who was so close to him, a cold and cruel smile appeared on the face of the ancient emperor. His hands holding the giant sword suddenly exerted force. The violent force poured into it, causing the sword body of the giant sword to burn bloody light, and slashed at Lan Feng in the ancient emperor's hideous laughter!

Seeing that Lan Feng was about to be divided into two by the ancient emperor's giant sword, he slowly turned around at this moment, and his slender and fair palms were poked out. Under the terrifying and incredible eyes of the ancient emperor, he actually grabbed his angrily giant sword, so that his slash could not be further down at all.

"Damn it, how is this possible?"

This scene fell into the eyes of the ancient emperor, causing his face to change suddenly, and endless fear and horror surged in his eyes, and he looked disbelief, and a voice of disobedience came from his mouth.

He never expected that his killing attack would be blocked by Lan Feng in such a simple, direct and rough manner.

"You are the ancient emperor of the Starry Sky alien race?"

He easily resisted the attack of the ancient emperor, and there was no expression on Lan Feng's face, and endless cold words came from his mouth.

"They were just hurt by you?"

"Click..."

As Lan Feng's words fell, his palm that grasped the giant sword of the ancient emperor suddenly exerted force, and a crisp sound of shattering sound quietly. Under the incomprehensible and shocking eyes of the ancient emperor, his giant sword made of endless materials actually appeared because he could not bear the grip of Lan Feng's palm.

"boom……"

Then, the giant sword shattered and turned into a large number of fragments and fell down...

This scene fell into the eyes of the ancient emperor, causing his pupils to shrink into a needle-shaped shape at this moment. He opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened. His eyes looked at Lan Feng as if he had seen a ghost, and he looked shocked...

Is this guy a god?

That is his peerless treasure of the ancient starry sky kingdom, a magic weapon that cannot be destroyed even if it is a nuclear explosion, but this guy has one hand slammed it?

Has the combined force of his palm surpassed the power of the nuclear explosion?

A suffocation that made the ancient emperor desperately permeated his heart, making him cold all over.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

When the ancient emperor was shocked and lost his mind for Lan Feng's absolute power, Lan Feng's voice sounded quietly as if it came from the Nine Sky Hell, causing his body to tremble suddenly...

"you……"

"ah……"

The ancient emperor was about to speak, but a cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes. Under the gaze of people's incomprehensible shocking eyes, a sharp sword light burst out from Lan Feng's eyes, slashing one of the ancient emperor's arms.

Bright red blood spurted out from the ancient emperor's broken arm, and his mouth also screamed and wailed with endless pain.

"You damn miscellaneous, I'm fighting with you!"

An unprecedented pain filled the heart of the ancient emperor, making their expressions become ferocious and crazy. An angry roar came out of their mouths and swung their fists and angrily hit Lan Feng!

"Swish!"

"Click..."

Lan Feng had no expression on his face, and he easily grabbed the ancient emperor's fist with the strongest power. Then his palm suddenly exerted force, and the sound of bone shattering quietly sounded, but the bones of the ancient emperor's wrist were directly broken by Lan Feng's rough force...

"Bang!"

Before the ancient emperor could react, Lan Feng kicked his feet casually on the knees of his legs. The dull collision sound and the sound of the shattered kneecaps sounded. Under the shock and incomprehensible eyes of countless aliens in the starry sky, the supreme ancient emperor in their eyes made a shrill scream, if a prisoner kneeled directly in front of Lan Feng.

This is not the ancient emperor above. It is clearly a sinner surrendering to Lan Feng's feet and kneeling to admit his mistake and begging for mercy sincerely.

This scene fell into the eyes of countless aliens in the starry sky, which undoubtedly changed their faces, and their eyes were filled with unconcealed horror.

"Take action and rescue the ancient emperor!"

The next moment, the sixteen alien kings let out an angry roar and roar, holding weapons, carrying powerful power, rushed out like a hurricane, and attacking Lan Feng.

These sixteen alien kings are all at the peak of the king level, and the weakest ones are all at the peak of the quasi-emperor, and some are even enough to hire the half-step martial emperors of the Beauty tribe. Although they were severely damaged by the Martial God's Martial Explosion Qiankun, their injuries have been fully recovered after a large amount of potion irrigation.

At this moment, the sixteen alien kings took action at the same time, and they had all their strength in their attacks, and the momentum was extremely huge.

The wind and clouds were surging, and endless thunder poured down and fell on them, making their power stronger.

Behind them, ancient and powerful alien demons emerged, making them imposing.

In front of their attack, the blue edge with a light wind and clouds was as small as an ant.

In just a moment, the sixteen alien kings and others rushed to Lan Feng, and the attack that was enough to destroy a city was even more overwhelming towards Lan Feng, making people feel numb.

However, facing the siege of sixteen alien kings, Lan Feng's face still had no fluctuations or movement. A cold light flashed in his eyes, endless sword shadows surged in his right eye, and cold words came from his mouth.

"The first style of sword eye: Guixu!"
Chapter completed!