Chapter 820 Fierce Battle!

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The silver sickle whirling back was suddenly held by Shi Feng in his hand, staring at the dense golden flame figure in front of him, Shi Feng sensed the power of the silver sickle in his hand, and said coldly:

"The last strike is at this moment! Xuanyuan Fentian Slash! Back then, I was able to defeat Xuanyuan Wuming's blow, but today, I can naturally defeat his son of a bitch!"

"I didn't expect that against a mere six-star martial artist like you, I would still launch Xuanyuan Fentian Slash to kill you! The Nine Nether Rebels, if you can die under this move, you will never be able to die in this life." Live in vain."

Xuanyuan Changyun himself, who was surrounded by dense figures of golden flames, uttered this indifferent and calm voice. At this moment, his feet had stepped on the back of the golden unicorn again.

Afterwards, he raised his right foot and stomped hard on Jin Qilin, "Roar!"

Jin Qilin let out a painful howl immediately, and then galloped on all fours again, leading Xuanyuan Changyun towards the front.

And as Xuanyuan Changyun's figure moved rapidly, the densely packed golden flame figures surrounding him also rushed out quickly, the golden flame war halberds in their hands fluttering, one after another golden flame figures seemed to burn down the entire space , forming a turbulent mad current, rushing towards Shi Feng.

Xuanyuan Fentian kills! Only at this moment did it unleash its true power, as if everything was about to be destroyed under the flow of people composed of golden flame figures.

Wherever the golden flames flowed, the space was burned under the impact of the hot golden flames, and a river-like black crack appeared.

As Jin Yan's people continued to flock to Shi Feng, the black cracks continued to spread.

"Kill!" At this time, seeing the figure of Jin Yan who had charged in front of him, Shi Feng also followed, and suddenly shouted, the silver sickle in his hand suddenly swung forward, and the silver blade shone.

The golden flame figure rushing from the front was instantly swallowed by the dazzling silver blade light and cut into nothingness. However, there were densely packed golden flame figures rushing forward from behind.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!" There were bursts of violent roars, and Shi Feng kept roaring out, and large swaths of silver sword light were constantly slashed out by Shi Feng.

Although the golden flame figures rushing forward in large swaths were constantly cut into nothingness by the silver blade light, Shi Feng could sense it constantly, launching these extremely powerful attacks with the silver sickle again and again, the energy he had poured into it before, It is also being consumed rapidly.

However, the movement in Shi Feng's hand has no tendency to stop at all, and he can't stop. Only by cutting off the golden flame torrent, only by breaking down Xuanyuan Fentian Zhan, can he cut Xuanyuan Changyun again.

The torrent of golden flames and the silver blade light made this empty space even more chaotic at this moment. The black cracks disappeared and appeared again, appeared and disappeared again, and repeated.

"Nine Nether Traitors, go to hell!" At this moment, another violent and angry roar broke out in this world.

After Shi Feng used the silver blade light to continuously cut off the incoming stream of Jinyan people, he finally got to Xuanyuan Changyun himself who was mixed in.

Xuanyuan Changyun held up the Xuanyuan battle halberd in his hand, and the whole Xuanyuan battle halberd was also burning with hot golden flames, and it slammed down towards Shi Feng violently.

This blow was Xuanyuan Fentian Zhan's strongest blow.

"Finally waiting for you

! war! "Facing Xuanyuan Changyun's extremely powerful blow, Shi Feng also burst out shouting again, showing a fierce look, and the silver sickle in his hand also shone with a bright silver light, and moved towards Xuanyuan Changyun. The halberd that swung down smashed away violently.

"Boom!" The silver magic weapon and the golden magic weapon, two peerless magic weapons, collided suddenly, and a thunderous sound erupted.

At the same time, violent golden flames surged out from the Xuanyuan battle halberd, quickly engulfing Shi Feng's body.

And on the large silver scythe, a large piece of silver light erupted, not only devouring Xuanyuan Changyun's body, and the golden unicorn under his feet, but also the golden flame figure behind him who was still rushing forward. It was completely devoured by the silver sword light.

"Disappeared...disappeared! My lord and that person have disappeared!" In the void in the distance, Xuanyuan Jingrui saw Xuanyuan Changyun, who was swallowed by the opponent's energy at the same time as the young man's body, and exclaimed at the same time .

"Could it be that my lord, can we die together with that person?"

"Impossible, our lord is Xuanyuan Changyun! Xuanyuan Changyun, who is invincible in all battles, is the number one in the world! How could he die with others! Don't forget, our lord has the legendary Immortal body!"

"It's useless! The lord has an immortal body, how could he die! The one who died must be the traitor!"

In the distance on the other side, Luo Qingchuan stood proudly in the void alone, looking at the violent void ahead.

At this moment, Luo Qingchuan's face was also full of firmness and confidence. Even if the master's figure disappeared from his eyes at this moment, he firmly believed that the master would win this battle!

The void of the energy riot in the center, the berserk energy, is rapidly dissipating.

"Haha! Hahaha! Haha! Haha!" Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter, laughing loudly in this void.

"My lord! It's my lord's voice! Sure enough, my lord is immortal, how could I die!"

The Xuanyuan Jingrui at the back could tell immediately that the one making the burst of laughter was their lord Xuanyuan Changyun. Hastily said one by one full of excitement.

The silver light in the void dissipated, and soon a golden figure like a god of war was revealed, with long hair dancing wildly with the strong wind, it was Xuanyuan Changyun.

Although the battle robes were torn, each of Xuanyuan's elite was still full of excitement looking at the backs that looked like gods of war. Xuanyuan Changyun's invincible image did not diminish in their hearts at all.

However, they only saw the back of their God of War, but did not see that the battle robe in front of their God of War was also in tatters at the moment, and a hideous line appeared on his majestic face from forehead to neck. The knife mark, bright red blood, is constantly gushing out from this hideous knife mark.

Immediately afterwards, in front of Xuanyuan Changyun, the violent golden flames also dissipated rapidly, and a blood-red figure appeared rapidly.

"He! He didn't even die!" When people saw the bloody figure, they immediately exclaimed, Xuanyuan Changyun was not dead, and in their hearts, it was a matter of course.

But this person, having withstood such a violent blow from Xuanyuan Fentian Zhan, is still alive.

However, they soon discovered that although the man was not dead, his young face had been burned beyond recognition, full of burn marks, and full of horror.