A cold smile suddenly appeared on Ye Feng's lips, "Then you are only two left. Do you want one hundred and eight holy powers?" As he spoke, Ye Feng moved out the power in the Dantian Niwan Palace that was consumed greatly by the earth's blue holy power.
"It's not this, that one hundred and eight saints are purple, and the power fluctuations are completely wrong. Boy, you dare to fool us!" Zhuo Yun was suddenly a little angry.
"Is this?" Ye Feng's space ring flashed, and a purple holy energy flew into his body directly from his eyebrows. This holy energy replaced the blue holy energy. At the moment of this replacement, Zhuo Yun and Hua Mengru both eyes instantly widened. The power fluctuations of the purple holy energy, and the energy aura all explained its identity - one hundred and eight holy energy!
"This one hundred and eight saints are in my hands. If you want it, I will take your life!" Feeling the purple one hundred and eight saints in my body quickly merged with the power of the wood soul, Ye Feng had an urge to tear the two people in front of him now. His whole body's strength was boiling. After so many years of ups and downs, he experienced one fight after another from childhood to adulthood. The bloodshed in Ye Feng's bloodline has never been stronger.
"Don't kill all the five kings, you will never leave the first level of the Nine Realm!"
"Hahaha, boy, I don't see the situation clearly. Do you know who the two people in front of you are? I really think that if you get the 108 Holy Ones, you will be invincible in the world? No matter how good the treasure is, it depends on who you are used on." Zhuo Yun's hoarse voice was full of disdain, and Hua Mengru on the other side also looked calm and did not take Ye Feng seriously. Although they felt the death of the other three, they would not think that they had anything to do with Ye Feng.
In the first level of the Nine Realm, the strongest ones are always the five kings. Especially after opening Wang Huai, even four of the ordinary kings may not win. Among humans, the five kings are absolutely invincible. Zhuo Yun and Hua Mengru don’t believe that there are humans that can challenge them, and they still challenge two at the same time.
"Die!" Ye Feng's face was deep, and he flew along a straight line to Zhuo Yun in the front, and at the same time he held the Three Purgatory Swords and attacked him.
Zhuo Yun frowned and his dry lips opened slightly: "The speed is really a bit beyond the king level." After saying that, a huge mace suddenly appeared in Zhuo Yun's hand, and his whole person was almost teleported along a curve.
Zhuo Yun's mace was powerful and powerful, and the mace was even more of a six-tribulation pseudo-sky artifact. Although the refining materials were low, because of its huge weight, Zhuo Yun still chose this extremely heavy mace and gave another seven-tribulation pseudo-sky artifact long sword to Hua Mengru.
Faced with the blow of the mace, Ye Feng had no intention of changing his moves at all, and stared at the mace.
"Looking for death!" Zhuo Yun sneered in his heart, and the spiritual energy in his body poured into the mace more. He wanted to deal with Ye Feng directly with a blow.
Ye Feng, who rushed over, had slightly shifted his figure a few centimeters. The mace that was supposed to hit Ye Feng's chest hit Ye Feng's left arm. At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly clamped the mace with his left arm and clamped the mace between his arm and body.
"Ah?" Zhuo Yun's face was full of shock.
Why was it so easily pinched when the mace was smashed so strongly? According to the principle, Ye Feng should have been smashed into pieces.
"Hmph, what are you? If you don't open Wang Huai, you want to kill me?" Ye Feng sneered in his heart. Now he had Tianyuan armor on his body. The moment he clamped the mace, the Sanjue Purgatory Sword on his right hand had already stabbed him with endless power. Zhuo Yun's mace was still clamped and there was no time to dodge. He just barely avoided the vital points. Ye Feng's sword stabbed on his left shoulder.
A sound of bone cracks sounded and blood splattered.
Zhuo Yun flew away with this force. While he was flying back, a white energy lit up on Zhuo Yun's body, which directly stopped the blood from the wound.
On the other side, while repelling Zhuo Yun, Hua Mengru tried to take the opportunity to attack Ye Feng, but she didn't expect that Ye Feng's speed was far beyond her estimate.
"boom!"
I saw a blurry figure of legs, as if it appeared from hell, and suddenly hit Hua Mengru's waist. Hua Mengru was smashed and fell down, and hit the ground hard. Dozens of huge cracks cracked out of the entire ground, but Hua Mengru had already fallen into the ground.
"Boom!" A blue light and shadow shot out from the ground and suddenly arrived beside Zhuo Yun. The blue light and shadow turned into a woman. Her whole body was covered with a blue light curtain, and Hua Mengru opened the dream king's arms.
Zhuo Yun stared at Ye Feng with a hoarse voice: "I didn't expect you to be really powerful. The holy energy beast was almost killed by the five of us. Could it be that Shangguan Ganglie and Jun Wutian were all killed by you, and what happened to Tang Ying's death?"
"As long as you know, I will kill you five, absolutely no one will stay." Ye Feng's voice was cold, and the power of the fusion of gold and wood became even more fluctuating.
"Eternal King's Way... Open!" A piece of white light curtain appeared all over Zhuo Yun's body, and the light curtain directly formed a glass cover. Zhuo Yun's tall body was straight and covered with white energy was holding a mace. The huge white light flowed slowly, and a powerful aura made Ye Feng alert.
"Zhuo Yun, this kid is still capable, let's solve it earlier with all our efforts." Hua Mengru said softly.
"I know." Zhuo Yun nodded.
suddenly--
Zhuo Yun who opened Wang Huai, Hua Mengru rushed towards Ye Feng quickly.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
Zhuo Yun's figure was very fast when he opened Wang Huai, and his mace turned into afterimages. Ye Feng himself was also flashing with Zhuo Yun, terrifyingly impacting again and again, causing Zhuo Yun's mouth to spew blood again and again, and his eyes became more blood-red. Although Ye Feng was protected by Tianyuan Armor and fighting each other in this way, his body was shocked to death.
"Damn, this kid is not afraid of death!" Zhuo Yun was hit by Ye Feng's punch in the Dantian area again, but it was weakened by the white light curtain. The punch also broke the bones at most. Zhuo Yun's thick energy had already removed Ye Feng's attack from the Dantian.
"boom!"
Ye Feng just flashed past the mace, and Hua Mengru on the other side thrust his leg on him. Ye Feng couldn't help but retreat several meters.
"The strength of the Eternal King and the Dream King is so much stronger than Shangguan Ganglie and the others!" Ye Feng's face was filled with a hint of ruthlessness, "I hope the Three Purgatory Sword can hurt them three times."