At this time, Yang Yi was almost captured alive by Ye Feng, and he could only use his last move - to intimidate him with his so-called family.
"Hey, why do I feel so familiar with this?" Ye Feng pretended to be confused, and then said as if he suddenly realized: "Oh... I remembered that Zhang Yuanjie had also told me this before. Do you know what happened to Zhang Yuanjie after saying this?"
Yang Yi's face changed, "You kill him!"
Ye Feng slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, it seems that everything he said to you is said. But don't worry, I won't kill you for the time being. I'm very curious about your family. It's really like you said that it's not easy for your family to rule the entire spiritual world." As he spoke, a golden elixir furnace with a fist flew out of Ye Feng's space ring. The elixir furnace quickly became larger, and then the furnace cover opened and directly enveloped Yang Yi.
"Little Fog, block your furnace air outlet and don't let him run out like last time."
"Master, this man can't be strong." The shameless voice of the Merced Heaven Furnace sounded.
"I will teach you how to make analm later, and men and women will take it all in the future." Ye Feng said with an evil smile.
"It turned out to be the Lightning Artifact, I fucking admits it." In the melting heaven furnace, Yang Yi roared like a trapped beast. With the words of the melting heaven furnace, Yang Yi finally knew why Ye Feng had such a terrifying light element attribute power. The master of the Lightning Artifact, the light element attribute power he practiced was naturally at the highest level.
"Hmph, it's not simple. You know that only the weapon that can speak is the heavenly artifact, which is quite knowledgeable." Ye Feng smiled, and at the same time he was relieved. After so much effort, he finally got this guy in order to capture a thirteen-type and one-turning Heavenly Spirit Saint's Great Perfection Realm is much more difficult than killing one. After all, to defeat such a person, you must have a big move. Under the ultimate move, it is not impossible to kill him accidentally. What Ye Feng didn't expect was that this guy was injured so severely and had the strength to yell.
"Boy, I have already notified my family with a secret method. You'd better let me go, otherwise it's better to keep it. You're not as good as death!" Yang Yi still roared fiercely in the melting furnace. Even though he fell into Ye Feng's hands, his breath was still quite fierce.
"Zhang Yuanjie seems to have said that he notified his family, but why is no one coming to deal with me?" Ye Feng sneered, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, I still have a lot of things to know from you."
Then Ye Feng looked directly at the battle between Nangong Feixue and Wang Wei, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and stomped his feet hard in the void. As the light rioted, his body suddenly broke out, and several afterimages appeared in the sky. In a moment, Ye Feng appeared directly above Wang Wei's head, holding the Heavenly Sword with both hands, and then slashed the latter's head without any fancy.
The long sword was mixed with the violent sound of oppressive wind, and the strong wind made Wang Wei's clothes tightly press against his body.
"drink!"
Wang Wei snorted coldly, and put up the crutch in his hand, and then smashed it with Tian Yijian angrily without giving in.
"Clang!"
The crisp sound of gold and iron fighting sounded, sparks flashed, and strong energy rippled out of the attack, and both figures retreated in a burst.
Ye Feng's body rolled in the air and stabilized it. On the other hand, Wang Wei staggered back several steps before stopping, and the palm holding the crutch also trembled a little.
In terms of physical strength, Ye Feng is naturally much stronger than Wang Wei. In addition, the power of the pseudo-sky artifact, the stupidest thing for Wang Wei to choose to fight him.
"Is it okay?" Ye Feng looked at Nangong Feixue who had been fighting with Wang Wei at this time. The other party shook his head and smiled and said, "He can't get close to me at all."
"Are you Ye Feng, the leader of the Shengtian Sect? Have you killed Yang Yi?" Wang Wei roared, with fear all over the roar.
"The dying person, it's meaningless to answer you." Feeling that Nangong Feixue was not hurt, but her power was consumed a little more, Ye Feng felt relieved and looked at Wang Wei, who took a few steps back, but his face became more fierce, and said coldly. At the same time, the powerful energy suddenly surged out of his body, and then rushed away at the sky-relics sword in his hand. In just a moment, the white sky-relics sword trembled, and the terrible energy on the body was buzzing, which made the space tremble.
At this time, Wang Wei was already busy blocking another round of light attack from Nangong Feixue, but felt the huge energy gradually condensed on the sword behind that day. Wang Wei's face also changed. Then, the crutch in his hand danced out of the stick. The powerful spiritual energy in his body also ran rapidly. Finally, it poured into the crutch along the tendons. As the spiritual energy injected, the volume of the crutch suddenly expanded a lot, looking like a brown pillar. Looking at this, it seemed that both of them were using powerful combat skills. When the strong men around him saw this scene, they hurriedly retreated, fearing that they would be involved.
When the energy gathered, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, he held the sword tightly with both hands, and the blue veins on his arms swayed, and then he slashed Wang Wei with a firm expression.
"The twelfth sword of the Demon Sword Technique--Holy Returns to All Things!"
As the shout that resounded in my heart fell, a sword energy that was more than ten feet wide suddenly shot out from the sword edge. Wherever the sword energy passed, the space fluctuated continuously, and the terrible power contained on it made the space around it look distorted.
"Destroy the Sticks!!"
Looking at the sword energy mixed with vigorous energy, Wang Wei also gritted his teeth hard, and the crutch in his hand danced suddenly. Then, in a dazzling blue light, with a strange trembling rhythm, he smashed away fiercely at the sword energy.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
Under countless gazes, the sword energy and the stick shadow intertwined instantly, and an explosion like thunder suddenly resounded through the sky!
A violent energy fluctuation surged out from the explosion, and Wang Wei was also shocked by the impact, and hissing white smoke came out of the palm of his hand holding the crutch. However, he gritted his teeth and never let go. He moved his body and hurriedly retreated. In this collision, his one move and both moves were suppressed, and the opponent's sword energy rushed into his body through the crutch, causing him to suffer considerable injuries.
Just as Wang Wei retreated, Ye Feng sneered, and the silver light flashed under his feet. With a few dodges, he appeared in front of Wang Wei, tied up the Heavenly Sword, and slashed it hard.
Wang Wei was hurriedly expelling and refining the annoying sword energy in his body. He felt the strong wind and had a strange sliding under his feet. He had actually avoided it. After avoiding it, his figure retreated again. When he retreated, he glanced at Ye Feng who was still in his place and had not come to pursue him. He immediately wanted to sneer. However, the sneer was still in his throat. Behind him, several white lights suddenly flashed. The light came in an instant. Feeling the terrifying power that suddenly appeared behind him, Wang Wei also had a hint of horror in his eyes. It was too late to dodge. He forced his turn and blocked his chest with a crutch.
"Pushpeng..."
The continuous attacks really hit the crutch. However, before Wang Weisong could breathe a sigh of relief, a crackling sound made him cold all over. He saw that the crutch, which was more hard than the average mid-grade supreme weapon, broke directly at this moment, and the rest of the light passed by and finally landed on his chest.
It can be seen that when Wang Wei felt a sense of fear, before he could react, the light fell on his chest, but it instantly made Wang Wei's face look strangely rosy. Then his throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood finally couldn't help but spit out.
As the blood was spitting out, Wang Wei suddenly retreated in a panic, and his body was slightly staggering. Obviously, being hit by Nangong Feixue's strong light before, directly causing him to enter a severely injured state. After all, the terrifying power of the Semi-Saint Lord is definitely not a fun thing.
"Bastard, you two fight one!" As he retreated suddenly, Wang Wei suddenly roared in anger.
Hearing this, Ye Feng shook his head sneeredly, and did not talk nonsense. The silver light flashed on his feet, and in just a moment it appeared in front of Wang Wei. The Heavenly Sword in his hand swung a terrifying arc, and then mixed with the terrifying sound of breaking the wind, and mercilessly smashed the latter's head.
Ye Feng was not opposed to the pain of beating the dog in the water. Even if he had such a chance, he would be more ruthless than usual in the fight.
At this time, Wang Wei knew in his heart that he had been seriously injured. Now that he faced Ye Feng's fierce attack, he no longer dared to confront him head-on, so he could only rush to avoid the attack on the sword that day.
Tianyi Sword Falls, Ye Feng sneered, and with a swing of his hand, Tianyi Sword came out of his hand, and then shot at Wang Wei fiercely.
Dodging Ye Feng's previous attack, Wang Wei's meridians felt a thrilling pain. Now he naturally did not have that ability, so he could only watch the Tianyi Sword snatching and finally hit his body heavily.
"Puff!"
The Tian Yi Sword directly penetrated his middle-grade Zunwei weapon defensive armor, penetrated his right chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again. A trace of fear finally flashed in Wang Wei's eyes. If I continue like this, I will probably die in the hands of these two people today like Yang Yi.
Gripping his teeth tightly, Wang Wei forced himself to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body. With the help of the thrust of the Heavenly Sword, his body shot towards the direction where the Jade Evil Sect was located.
"oh?"
Seeing Wang Wei's actions, Ye Feng sneered again, his figure flashed out, and his body swung out like a big roc, diving towards the former. At Ye Feng's speed, it was naturally not a big problem to catch up with Wang Wei, who was seriously injured now. In just a few blinks, his figure appeared in front of Wang Wei, showed a grim smile at the latter, and twisted his body and flashed strangely behind Wang Wei.