Just when everyone was stunned, Ye Feng's pupils on the stage were filled with red. He licked his lips with a scarlet tongue. A ferocious aura belonging to a beast suddenly broke out.
"You actually hurt me like this. Today, I'm going to tear you alive!"
With scarlet eyes surging, Ye Feng looked at Ye Fan viciously, and his sinister words contained strong murderous intent and coldness. At this moment, it seemed that the person standing in front of him was not a brother from the same clan but an enemy with deep hatred.
The moment the ferocious energy surged, a powerful force of profound energy surged out of Ye Feng's body. The powerful aura swept across the entire place in an instant. The mysterious energy filled every cell in Ye Feng's body, creating an invisible oppression.
Some of the weaker ones actually felt that their breathing was a little sluggish.
With the pressure above their heads, many people's expressions changed a little. This kind of momentum has gone beyond the scope of foundation building and touched the edge of the threshold of enlightenment.
At the VIP table, both Ye Xiaotian and Ye Xiaokong looked a little heavy, and their palms pressing on the back of the chair moved slightly. If they hadn't taken into account that there were so many outsiders present, they would have stopped them long ago. On the side, they would have stopped them.
The corners of Pang Lao's enigmatic eyes were covered with wrinkles, and the depths of his turbid eyes were as dim and bright as pools of ink, making it difficult to see the bottom.
On the stage, Ye Feng's energy storage was nearing its limit, and the blood lines running out of his body were particularly conspicuous under the sunlight. The blood splashed out did not drip but instead gathered on his chest, forming a bloody circle the size of a fist.
ball.
An extremely violent aura spread out from the ball, and even the surrounding space was shaken with some ripples.
His eyes were fixed on the bloody ball on Ye Feng's chest, and his delicate face was solemn, like the heavy clouds before the storm, covering his eyebrows. From the fight to now, although Ye Fan has a slight upper hand, he also knows that it is just a battle.
It was just a warm-up before.
The attack prepared by Ye Feng in front of him at this time is his real trump card. From the aura emanating from it, Ye Fan can feel the power of this martial arts. It is no exaggeration to say that the person in front of him is definitely his best weapon so far.
The strongest opponent I have ever encountered.
The profound energy in the body is crazily poured into the blood cells. As the mysterious energy is poured into the blood cells, the surface of the blood cells emits a faint red light. The red color is like the eyes of Shura, exuding weirdness and gloominess.
"Asura blood evil!"
Ye Feng shouted loudly, and the blood ball on his chest was like a cannonball, dragging its long tail and blasting towards Ye Fan with great force. Wherever the blood ball passed, mysterious energy surged, and then rolled up the smoke and dust in the sky, with fierce power.
Hehe.
Feeling the blood-red storm coming towards him, Ye Fan's face was eroded by the gloomy aura and turned almost gray. With this level of martial arts and Ye Feng's tyrannical cultivation, if Ye Fan was slightly negligent, he would inevitably die.
end.
Seeing the bloody ball of light approaching, it will be revealed at this moment whether it is the young man seeking revenge or the genius Yong Hyuk!
The muscles on his face were constantly trembling, causing his heart to contract tightly. The next moment, Ye Fan's wandering eyes suddenly solidified, and a breath of turbid air poured out from his throat.
The clenched fists were deeply embedded in the flesh, and wisps of bright red slid down the soles of his feet. Ye Fan urged the mysterious energy in his body to swarm into the meridians on his legs. Then he stepped on the mysterious footwork, and a violent energy was reflected in the heavy shadow of his legs.
The vortex suddenly formed.
"go."
Ye Fan shouted, and the vortex under his feet was suddenly kicked out and hit the bloody ball of light that was rushing towards him.
"Creak."
The moment the two collided, there was a harsh sound of metal clashing, and then everyone saw the vortex and the ball of light starting a separatist battle in mid-air. However, those who are attentive can still see that in the collision between the two,
The vortex is at an absolute disadvantage. Each time it collides, its size will decrease a lot. On the other hand, the light of the sightseeing ball will only dim a little.
This situation lasted for several minutes, and then the vortex turned into smoke and dust under the brutal attack of the light ball and slowly dissipated.
"What are you using to collect debts now? Next, I will let you know what life is worse than death!" After Sen Leng's words fell, the ferocity on Ye Feng's face grew wider.
In mid-air, the slightly dim blood-colored light ball roared and hit Ye Fan's head again.
The cold aura was like the shadow of the god of death, which was hooded over Ye Fan's head. Shrouded by the terrifying offensive, Ye Fan's face was solemn but there was no trace of panic.
"The debt has not been collected yet, and I don't want to die yet."
Ye Feng's heart suddenly twitched at the light words, and an ominous premonition stuck to his heart like paste, lingering.
"Humph, I can't help you now." After saying this, the bloody ball of light suddenly accelerated a little faster. It would be a long night and many dreams. Ye Feng planned to end this stalemate battle as soon as possible.