Chapter 671 Stove Smashing Ask for a Monthly Ticket
Zhang Yuanjie succeeded with a move and was unreasonable. He was bullying Ye Feng. Faced with the opponent's aggressive posture, Ye Feng suddenly roared and elbowed him hard, and then punched and kicked.
The most brutal close combat was instantly performed, directly blocking Zhang Yuanjie's subsequent offensive and returning.
Seeing Ye Feng's so experienced close-fitting fighting consciousness, even Zhang Yuanjie couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, then sneered, and his fists suddenly blasted out again. When attacking, they sometimes changed their palms and sometimes changed their claws.
.... Zhang Yuanjie took out all kinds of offensives, and then supported by the haze-like strange spiritual energy like hell. Even with Ye Feng's ability, he kept retreating under such violent attacks, and even suffered several head-on encounters.
And he made a muffled groan, obviously because of this head-on encounter, he was injured.
In the midst of lightning, Ye Feng fought with Zhang Yuanjie for thousands of rounds like lightning. Both sides fists and attacked extremely fiercely. If you were not careful, you would suffer a considerable injury, but in general,
This violent confrontation was obviously Zhang Yuanjie who had the upper hand, but Ye Feng could only barely maintain it.
After all, a large part of Ye Feng's strength is increased by the formation. The formation amplitude increases his attack power and speed, but the combat awareness and body skills are difficult to improve, which determines that even Ye Feng's close combat will not be achieved.
Weak, but it is indeed significantly worse than the other party.
"Bang!"
The two fists fought hard again, and the continuous and powerful spiritual energy like a wave finally made Ye Feng retreat. With a muffled groan, a trace of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.
Repelling Ye Feng, Zhang Yuanjie did not attack immediately. He seemed to be patting the dust on his hands after finishing his work. He sneered at Ye Feng: "Your defense is probably the strongest one I have ever seen. I am like this.
The attacks one after another only hurt you. However, I said that in front of the powerful people in the Great Perfection Realm, all external means are useless."
"Don't you know that I once killed the Thunder Saint Lord independently. With your strength, I'm afraid it's a lot worse than the Saint Lord." Ye Feng sneered, and Ye Feng's hand shook, and the snow-bright sword flashed.
The spiritual energy in the body rioted, and finally rushed into the sword like a tide. And with such a powerful spiritual energy infusion, the snow-colored sword suddenly became buzzing, and even the surrounding space was
Following the buzzing.
"Hmph, even if you have killed the Saint Lord, you obviously have paid a huge price, because your strength is too weak now. Good, I will solve you earlier, so that those guys can still resist stubbornly." Seeing Ye Feng like this
Zhang Yuanjie raised his eyebrows, and then he dries his big hand at Ye Feng from afar. The dark black haze aura condensed wildly in his palm.
When the power was condensed to the end, Ye Feng finally stopped transporting. He held the trembling snow-white sword tightly with his palms. He looked up at Zhang Yuanjie with his palms, and slowly raised his hands over his head. After a moment,
Slashed down with force!
"The twelfth sword of the Demon Sword Technique--Holy Returns to All Things!"
As the shouts echoed through the sky, a huge golden sword light that was dozens of meters suddenly shot out from the tip of the long sword, and finally cut through the space and swept towards Zhang Yuanjie.
"The fist is coming---break the air!"
Looking at the golden sword energy that was rapidly expanding in his pupils, Zhang Yuanjie's pupils shrank slightly, and then he shouted in a deep voice. As the sound of shouting fell, the light in his palm suddenly burst out, and then a huge energy fist of more than ten meters was
, a strange appearance appeared, and finally, with a fierce wind, it blasted down fiercely at the sword light.
"boom!"
I saw countless gazes on the battlefield of Fenglin Valley, and the two attacks were filled with extremely terrifying power, and finally collided with each other. At this moment, the harsh energy explosion suddenly resounded in the sky like thunder, making
The human ears have a brief deafness.
The overwhelming energy ripples spread out from the collision. Zhang Yuanjie narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the space that seemed distorted because of the spread of energy ripples. He was about to sense Ye Feng's direction, but his expression suddenly changed.
As Zhang Yuanjie's face changed, a blue figure suddenly emerged from the place where the energy ripples spread, and appeared in front of Zhang Yuanjie in an instant. The sharp sword mixed with powerful power was slashing straight at his face.
Go past.
"court death!"
Seeing that the other party dared to attack directly from the front, Zhang Yuanjie laughed angrily. Then his palm was lightning protruded out, and he easily clamped his sword body with his fingers. However, when his eyes swept into the eyes of the young man in front of him, it was
I saw a hint of sarcasm.
"Huh?" Just as Zhang Yuanjie was in a flash of consciousness because of this, a cold wind mixed with strangely hot suddenly appeared behind him.
Ye Feng's other hand actually showed an extremely small golden elixir furnace. The elixir furnace hit Ye Feng's hand like a boxing glove.
"What is that? Dan Furnace? Haha, I'm so laughing to death." Seeing Ye Feng's formation so big, he actually took out a Dan Furnace to smash him. The disdain in Zhang Yuanjie's heart made him look down on Ye Feng extremely.
He punched the alchemy furnace casually.
But an accident happened at this moment. The alchemy furnace became a hundred times larger in an instant. A huge alchemy furnace with a diameter of two was hit directly towards Zhang Yuanjie.
"Not good!" Zhang Yuanjie's face changed drastically, but he had no time to react and was smashed into his stomach by the alchemy furnace. Then a huge golden furnace cover was covered, and the alchemy furnace became smaller in an instant, with a radius of only half a meter in the direct path.
stove.
"Little Fog, burn him to ashes for me." Ye Feng shouted immediately.
"Hehe, this is the best." A turbulent sound made by the melting furnace, and then a raging fire appeared directly in the melting furnace. This fire could even melt the hard ore that refined the medium-grade Zunwei weapon.
Ye Feng will die without life when he goes in. Just Zhang Yuanjie, in terms of defense, he is not as good as Ye Feng at all, so that is even worse.
"Bang!!" The huge impact sound came from the melting furnace like a bell. At the same time, the melting furnace was trembling violently, but no matter how Zhang Yuanjie struggled, he could not escape the constraints of the heavenly artifact.
The interior is like the realm of the heavenly artifacts, and after entering, it will be the world of the heavenly artifacts.
"Awesome. Although the power of this melting furnace is not as powerful as that of Xiaoyao Bow and the Shocking Steward, it is still terrible if you are surprised. After all, who cares about a small furnace?" Ye Feng looked at Zhang Yuanjie who had already put him into the melting heaven.
The furnace and my heart also relaxed. Of course, it would be even more convenient if I had a sword-shaped heavenly artifact in my hand. After all, Lin Yuan could be entangled with the Thirteen-System Transformation Heavenly Spirit Saint for a long time as soon as she arrived at the Heavenly Spirit Emperor.
If Ye Feng had such strength, coupled with being the master of the Heavenly Artifact, the power he could exert would reach a new level.
I saw Ye Feng conquering Zhang Yuanjie at this time, and everyone was stunned and confused. No one was present for Ye Feng's strength. But Zhang Yuanjie was the two pillars of Feng Qing Pavilion after all.
One, now the lower-level disciples of Fengqing Pavilion have been almost killed by the Shengtian Sect. Zhang Yuanjie was subdued again. You can imagine that the last Fengqing Saint King Zhan faces Ye Feng, Nangong Feixue, Zhao Xiner, and Wufangxingchen
The formation has no chance of winning at all.
On the other side, Wang Zhan, the Holy Lord Feng Qing, was obviously anxious when he discovered the results of Ye Feng and Zhang Yuanjie. He saw that Wang Zhan yelled repeatedly in the five-sided star formation. In addition to the ultimate trick of the Saint Lord,
It can be said that he is useless, but a five-sided star formation is enough to suppress him steadily. In addition, Nangong Feixue and Zhao Xiner, two half-saints, Wang Zhan could not break free.
However, the disciples of Shengtian Sect were satisfied and excited. The most hope for battle was naturally victory, and the most hope for them was their sect leader's victory. Their sect leader once again defeated a peak powerful man, which for them
It will be a great encouragement and pride. Long live the sect leader for a moment, and the invincible figures of the sect leader are rising one after another.
By the call of Shengtian Sect, the already dismal morale towards Feng Qing Pavilion was completely destroyed. The remaining less than one million disciples, who had originally relied on Feng Qing Saint Lord and Zhang Yuanjie, are now completely desperate.
The sound of surrender spreads rapidly inside Fengqing Pavilion like a plague.
Ye Feng did not care too much about the different emotions of the two parties. Instead, he looked at the blazing flames burning in the melting furnace. The screams gradually disappeared. Ye Feng smiled, "Little Fog, is he dead?
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Before the Furnace could answer, a weak voice came from the furnace, "Boy, if you dare to kill me, my family will definitely not let you go."
"Oh, I'm not dead yet. Little Fog, increase the heat." Ye Feng said with a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, even more shrill screams sounded under the raging fire.
"Bastard, do you know that my family is not something you can offend." Zhang Yuanjie still roared, trying to threaten Ye Feng.
"Hmph, I can't offend your family, can you offend me? Just a clown." Ye Feng didn't take this threat seriously at all, and tried to marry his wife. Even if he was the Emperor, Ye Feng wouldn't let it go.
In the eyes.
"If you dare to kill me, I will definitely use a secret method to tell my family before I die. When I fall, you will never be reborn!"
"I will let you never be reborn now." Ye Feng was furious and added another raging fire to the melting furnace.
"Ah~~" Zhang Yuanjie's shrill cry was passed through dozens of miles, "Boy, this is what you forced me. When I escape, I must take revenge with you thousands of times."
While speaking, black fog with a foul smell floated out of the air outlet of the Tongmeng Tianfu, and there was such soul power in the black fog.
"Master, he wants to escape!" said the Mercury Heavenly Lu immediately.
"Well," Ye Feng nodded. He didn't expect that this hazy guy could turn his soul into gas, and his technique was extremely strange. The refining furnace was heated and expanded, just like a water kettle, and it had to have a hole for venting air.
Otherwise, the high temperature burning would not be continued at all. The furnace naturally had air outlets. Now the black and smelly mist escaped from the air outlet of the furnace.