479: C479 God Splitting Thrust

C479 God Splitting Thrust

Little Tian also had the strength of the Peak Realm. Under him, there were already several hundred withered corpses.

The explosions from the center of the battle shook the sky. He hesitated for a moment, then shot out explosively.

Lil' Tian did not use a weapon. The best weapon was his dragon claw.

His two claws slashed at the void, and two claw lights whistled out, grabbing towards the expert who had taken out the bronze cauldron.

The expert's expression changed drastically. He pointed his hands at the bronze cauldron several times, and a burst of green light shot out from the mouth of the cauldron.

This green light was rather mysterious. It was like a green dragon that was circling around him, and it easily blocked Little Tian's claw lights.

However, at this moment, Little Tian had already moved to the top of his head, and struck down with his palm.

With Little Tian's help, Ye Feng felt much more relaxed. He threw out a few sharp sword qi while facing the strange silver sand.

When the sword Qi struck the silver sand, it only flickered a few times before it turned into nothingness. Ye Feng couldn't help but be speechless.

Before he had the time to attack, the silver sand had already enveloped the surroundings. He only felt as if he had been frozen, and even his true qi had been sealed.

"Hahaha ~ Being trapped by my Heavenly River Silver Sand, even a Golden Dragon Stage warrior might not be able to escape!" That expert sneered.

This was the first time Ye Feng felt that it was so difficult to deal with. The Silver Sand that imprisoned him was indeed somewhat mysterious, and it far surpassed any ordinary magic treasure.

However, an ownerless magic treasure, no matter how strong it was, would not be able to unleash its power.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled up slightly. The spiritual force between his brows gradually condensed, forming a terrifying silver thorn.

He called it the God Splitting Thorn!

Because it was condensed by spiritual energy, only Ye Feng himself could feel it. No one else could see it at all!

The God Splitting Thorn shook violently and pierced into the void, disappearing without a trace.

The powerhouse who controlled the silver bowl frowned. Why was this brat not afraid at all?

But in the next moment, his face instantly turned pale, his figure retreating explosively. At the same time, the protective astral armor on his body was activated.

It was very obvious that he felt a fatal threat. Three feet in front of his forehead, an invisible stimulus as thick as a thumb shot out.

In his frightened eyes, the God Rending Spike easily pierced through a layer of protective astral armor, piercing through his glabella. Not a single drop of blood or wound could be seen.

A Peak of Heavenly Soul Stage expert, die!

The power of the silver bowl, which no one was controlling, had been reduced by 50%. Ye Feng's true qi had also been circulated.

He quickly cast out two spell seals and placed them on the silver bowl. The silver bowl immediately trembled. Then, in a burst of silver light, he put away the Heavenly River Silver Sand.

Just as he put the silver bowl into the Sumeru Ring, Ye Feng's hair stood on end and his body disappeared in a few flashes.

* Hong *

Where he originally stood, a 30 meter long broadsword slashed down, creating a deep trench in the ground! Crack!

The other expert had already escaped from the two extreme mountains, but he was a step too late. One of his companions had already been killed by Ye Feng.

Only then did he furiously slash down with his sword.

A few hundred meters away, Ye Feng appeared in a flash. As soon as he appeared, he activated the power of the True Dragon Bloodline.

A layer of golden scales appeared on the surface of his body, and a pair of golden wings spread out on his back. He stood in the air like a war god.2

"Ha!"

Ye Feng took a step into the void, and his body shot forward explosively. He clenched his fists tightly, and threw a punch into the air.

In the void in front of him, a huge golden fist shadow appeared and pressed down on the expert.

The powerful warrior immediately formed an incantation gesture. A hundred meters long and several meters wide broadsword appeared in front of him.

Rumble ~

The fist shadow smashed into the sword, and a ripple of energy rippled out, causing both the man and the sword to retreat over a hundred meters.

However, Ye Feng didn't stop. He continued to punch the broadsword. He smashed the extraordinary Battle Sword into pieces!

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