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Chapter 5796 Insidious Wumayan

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    "What?"

    Seeing that his proud swordsmanship was broken, Wu Mafeng was forced to stop, the sneer on his face froze, and he quickly swung the Flaming Prison Sword to defend.

    Seeing that the Seven Swords God Ancestor, who was united with human and sword, struck the Flame Prison Sword, pouring down the seething power of the seven-color sword, Wu Mafeng trembled all over, and staggered back hundreds of miles.

    "How is it possible? Brother Feng used the Huo Rong Void God Sword and Void God Sword Spirit at the same time, but he failed to defeat this person?" Wu Mayan was surprised when he saw this.

    "Mr. Yan, the ancestor of the Seven Swords was injured, but Mr. Feng is safe and sound, so Mr. Feng is better." Mingxue Shazu complimented.

    "You don't understand." Wu Mayan shook his head.

    ""

    Nether Blood Killing Ancestor's face froze, wondering if that damned Wu Mafeng had already given all his strength?

    "Okay, as expected of the Sword Lord."

    Seeing this, the leader of Wuxie Realm laughed, and the eight masters of Weilun Realm also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the Seven Swords God Ancestor could not lose to Wumafeng.

    Wu Mafeng's face was gloomy, his eyes fixed on the ancestor of the Seven Swords in the Seven Colors Excalibur, and he shouted murderously: "If you can combine human and sword into one, can't I?"

    After all, he merged with the Flame Prison Sword, vibrated the void, carried the monstrous divine fire, and slashed towards the Seven Swords God Ancestor.

    The Seven Swords God Ancestor did not show any weakness, and went forward with a fighting spirit, and fought with Wu Mafeng, back and forth, fighting for hundreds of rounds in a blink of an eye.

    Boom!

    Following the sound of two sword chants, the Seven Swords God Ancestor and Wuma Feng bombarded together again, and the two swords staggered and flew backwards at the same time.

    I saw that both of them fell out of the sword, their faces were very pale, and there were sword marks on their cheeks, shoulders or back, oozing with divine blood.

    The ancestor of the Seven Swords held the Seven Colors Excalibur, his arms were trembling, but he had a smile on his face: "Wuma Feng, you don't seem to be as powerful as you say."

    "Looking for death! My background is deeper than yours, and my swordsmanship is stronger than yours. Can you consume me?"

    Wu Mafeng became angry from embarrassment, with murderous intent in his eyes, and with a billowing sword fire, he charged at the Seven Swords God Ancestor again.

    "Then come on."

    The Ancestor of the Seven Swords had a firm and decisive look in his eyes, pulled out the wind and thunder, and slashed down as if the water was cut off with a knife. With a bang, he collided with Wuma Feng, and the two flew upside down again.

    "Ahem" The Seven Swords God Ancestor coughed out blood, there was a sword mark on his chest, and the bone was visible deep, and the blood that flowed out dyed the broken seven-color treasure clothes red.

    Wu Mafeng was also in a bad mood, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, he held his neck with his left hand, and when he took it away, he saw that his neck was cracked, and he was almost chopped off.

    "I'm going to tear you into pieces."

    He roared angrily, thinking that he had never suffered such a big loss, let alone being hurt by the ants in his eyes, it was a shame and a shame.

    "Okay, brother Feng, let me do it."

    Wu Mayan suddenly came from the sky, and the ten thousand miles of void came in an instant. He raised his hand and hit the Tyrant Hammer, carrying the power of the void, blasting towards the Seven Swords God Ancestor.

    "Sword Lord, be careful."

    The Lord of Wuxie and others shouted urgently, and the dozens of half-step holy gods who came with the ancestor of the Seven Swords were even more anxious to go out to save him.  donor."

    But when Wu Mayan was killing the Seven Swords God Ancestor, the Blood Blood Ancestor who hadn't recovered from his injuries actually made a move, and he even shot out an array-breaking Yuanzhu and threw it over the God Slaughter Realm.

    This is what Wu Mayan ordered him to do in advance, to prevent the Lord Weilun and others from coming to rescue.

    Before the master of the Weilun Realm ordered the people to activate the formation, the formation-breaking Yuanzhu had already hit the defensive cover covering the God Slaughter Realm, and with a bang, it burst out with destructive power.

    I saw layer after layer of defensive masks, which were destroyed. Dozens of Nine Dao God Ancestors who presided over the formation were all backlashed and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

    Not only that, the aftermath of the broken array pearl also lifted up the other nine ancestors of the gods, and the array disks and chariots suspended in mid-air all exploded.

    The Lord of Weilun, the Lord of Wuxie and others were killed. They were caught off guard, overwhelmed, and powerless to save the ancestor of the Seven Swords.

    "Haha, brother Yan, there's yours."

    Wuma Feng laughed heartily, and immediately swallowed the magic pill to heal the wound and recover the lost holy power.

    The Seven Swords God Ancestor did not have this chance to recover. He saw the Wu Mayan who came to kill him, and the Tyrant Hammer who came to kill him, so he could only defend passively.

    But there was no trace of anger on his face, he just said lightly: "I didn't expect that the geniuses of the Wuma clan are all unbelievers."

    Wu Mayan said with a gentle face: "No, you are wrong, you have not defeated Brother Feng, so how can you say that you have no faith?"

    He stepped on the void, and his whole body was holy.The power is surging, with the origin of the holy way of the void, and the origin of the holy way of the wind, and the speed is faster than Wumafeng.

    Boom!

    Under his enslavement, the Tyrant Hammer burst into bronze divine light, like a majestic copper mountain, suppressing the Seven Swords God Ancestor from top to bottom.

    "go."

    Gritting his teeth, the ancestor of the Seven Swords tried his best to throw the Seven Colors Excalibur, soaring into the sky, with the tip of the sword pointing up, resisting the Batian Hammer.

    Clang!

    The loud sound of the Seven-Color Excalibur made the Seven-Sword God Ancestor tremble all over, his strength was weak, and his whole body kept falling.

    "Your holy power has been greatly damaged and you are injured, so don't struggle in vain."

    Wu Mayan stepped on the Tyrant Hammer, and with a bang, he suppressed the seven-color Excalibur. The six red swords scattered and shattered one by one, leaving only the purple Excalibur.

    After all, the purple sword is a low-grade supreme treasure, while the red six swords are a top-grade extreme weapon, which cannot withstand the power of the Tyrant Hammer.

    "Pfft." The red six swords were destroyed, and the ancestor of the seven swords was damaged. He raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell on his back and hit the ground.

    The purple Excalibur fell beside him, its light was scattered and its power decreased.

    "I have been in Senluo Realm for several months, and I have never killed a single person. You are the first, and this is your honor."

    Wu Mayan smiled gently, and was about to use the Tyrant Hammer to kill the Seven Swords God Ancestor, when suddenly he heard the earth-shattering howling of swords from behind.

    As soon as he heard it, Wu Mayan felt an unprecedented crisis. When he looked back, he saw a golden and black divine sword slashing towards him, splitting the entire void into two halves.

    Wu Mayan's scalp became numb when he saw it, and he quickly dodged it. At the same time, he used the Tyrant Hammer under his feet to fly up and hit the divine sword, but unexpectedly, he was slashed back by the sword.

    "What?"

    Wumayan's complexion changed drastically, and he escaped after urging the source of the holy way in the void, but he was shocked by the majestic sword wave and retreated, his robe was torn apart.

    He could no longer maintain a gentle demeanor, looked at the golden-gray sword with an ugly face, and shouted sharply: "Who, get out of here?"

    Seeing this, Wu Mafeng, who was refining the divine elixir and replenishing his holy power, changed his expression, and scanned the void with sharp eyes.

    Mingxue Shazu said with an uneasy face: "Heavenly Sword God Ancestor, it is him, he must be here."

    "Heavenly Sword God Ancestor?"

    The nine masters of Weilun Realm and Wuxie Realm who resisted the array-breaking Yuanzhu heard the sound and looked over one after another.

    "Ahem" The ancestor of the Seven Swords, who fell to the ground, stood up holding the purple sword through gritted teeth, and looked up at the golden and black sword.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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