Chapter 794: Killing Feng Yueyu Asking for a monthly ticket
"Feng Yueyu, I just asked you to test it for me. What are you afraid of? With my husband here, he can kill you if he wants him to kill you. If he can't kill you, he can't kill you.
No, it should be said that if I have me here, I will live if I want him to live, and if I want him to die, he will die!" Leng Han's voice contained strong confidence. The dry palm had already grasped the white long sword. Dare to grab the opponent's weapon with naked hands. It was either pure heart to seek death, or absolute confidence in his own strength, just like Ye Feng's black battle knife that had grabbed Feng Yueyu with empty hands before.
But when Leng Han grabbed Bai for a long time, his face changed drastically.
Phantom! It turned out to be fake! "I never forgot you, but I have been preparing to kill you too."
A cold voice rang behind the back.
Leng Han turned his head suddenly, but saw that the real Ye Feng had appeared in Feng Yueyu's position, and Feng Yueyu was dead! Another guard was killed, Wu Mo was only a yellow-level guard, while Feng Yueyu was a real Xuan-level guard, a powerful man with the Great Perfection of the 15th-type Three-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint. Such a person being killed may not alarm the Gu Heng family, but it will inevitably make the six masters dissatisfied.
After all, people are killed under his nose. In this way, Leng Han also has the responsibility.
Leng Han was very confident, and the strength shown by Ye Feng was only the sixteenth-type four-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint Great Perfection. Compared with the sixteenth-type four-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint Great Perfection and the seventeenth-type five-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint Great Perfection, the gap is not as simple as the fifteenth-type three-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint Great Perfection and the sixteenth-type four-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint Great Perfection.
After all, the seventeenth series is an extremely powerful spatial element attribute.
But it was this confidence that made Leng Han careless.
"Very good, very good!" Leng Han's eyes were cold, and these two words were spit out from the gaps of his teeth. Anyone could see his unconcealed hatred. "Since I became a ground-level guard, you have been the first person who gave me such murderous intentions. I will definitely treat you well!" As he spoke, Leng Han stepped on the void and his boundless momentum came over, "By the way, everyone, no matter how powerful they are, even if they are as powerful as the sky-level guard, will rise from the bottom step by step.
When I was weak and before I embarked on the path of cultivation, I was still in the spiritual realm and was not sealed with the patriarch.
In the spiritual world, I make a living by selling art. The kind of selling art is called face change."
"Hmm?" Ye Feng frowned, as if he guessed what Leng Han wanted to say.
"I haven't changed my face for a long time, but when you appear, you give me a sense of familiarity. This familiarity is very inexplicable and familiar, so I only let Feng Yueyu fight you alone. After all, when people fight, you must concentrate.
If you focus your energy on fighting, you will ignore something.
Some very good things that were originally concealed will also reveal some of their strength.
I'm sure you didn't transform your appearance with spiritual energy, but changed your face and disguise. Not only that, the aura you emit is only the Great Perfection of the Thirteenth-System Spirit Saint, but you killed Feng Yueyu of the Thirteenth-System Spirit Saint so easily. Your strength should also be hidden, right? Also, your skills are many of the Frozen Continents, but there is only one mixed element-attributed technique, which is the Black Yin Skill handed down by Gu Hengda. When anyone fights, the mixed element-attributed technique will more or less emit some of the mixed element-attributed technique. This is not noticed inadvertently, but I've been sure that your mixed element-attributed technique is not the Black Yin Skill.
In other words, Feng Yueyu guessed well. You are not from the Frozen Continent, but from the Lingji Realm. You are very brave!" "Huh... Sure enough, the fake ones are fake. If you encounter someone who knows the goods, you will get into trouble. A Xuan-level guard can suspect it, and a mere earth-level guard can determine my origin.
In this way, I and I can't deceive the Heavenly Level Guard, let alone the so-called elder."
Ye Feng let out a long sigh. Since it has been exposed, it will not hide it. It’s just that Leng Han has been included in his list of sure kills.
"Although you know that I am from the Spirit Realm, it's a pity that you don't know my true face, and you don't know my true cultivation. If you change the place and change your identity, you still can't do anything to me."
"Hahaha!" Leng Han laughed wildly and said, "I have decided to capture you. Do you think you still have a chance to change places? It's naive!" As he spoke, heavy pressure emanated from Leng Han's body, and then covered Ye Feng's entire body.
The pressure of the seventeenth-type five-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint was flashing, and suddenly turned into a black fog that surged into the sky, breaking into the dark clouds. After an instant, boundless black energy poured down, densely packed like a prison, wrapping all the space within a radius of 100 meters around Ye Feng.
"No matter how strong your real strength is, facing me, you have no chance to surrender, and it is your only choice. Apart from that, you can only die!" The cold shouted, under the haze fog, murderous aura, making people tremble! Feeling the black fog pouring from all over the world, a terrible energy condensed. This force made me unable to escape at all, and could only fight Leng Han. Ye Feng looked at Leng Han calmly, and there was no joy or anger in his black eyes, and said, "Then let's do it, I want to see which one of you and me lives and dies."
At this time, the boundless pressure flashed above Leng Han's body, and the black fog became thicker and thicker. His dark eyes stared at Ye Feng through the mist and said in a deep voice: "My purgatory clouds are my unique skill. No one can escape under the Great Perfection of the Eighteen-Second Six-Transformed Heavenly Spirit Saint. Today, you will be captured by me."
"The power is good!" Ye Feng smiled slightly, but his expression did not fluctuate. He slowly raised his palm, and the white sword in his hand slightly rotated. The huge sword energy suddenly shot out with a bang. Along the way, even a twisted passage appeared in the void space.
The sixteen-type four-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint Great Perfection cannot fight the seventeen-type five-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint Great Perfection. This can be seen from the fact that Zhan Xiong easily defeated Qinglong, Zhuque, Xuanwu and other masters. So in the face of Leng Han, Ye Feng exerted his strength to the level of the seventeen-type five-turn Heavenly Spirit Saint Great Perfection for the first time.
"The strength is hidden very deeply. It is beyond my expectations that there are such a strong person in the Spiritual Realm, so you will die even more!" He said harshly. Facing a strong man of the same level as him, Leng Han finally accepted the arrogance and did not dare to be negligent. The handprints moved in a row, and there was a loud bang. A black palm print worth ten meters was quickly condensed. The palm print fell down like an angry dragon, and then it hit the sword energy hard.
"Bang!" Two fierce attacks slowly annihilated, and a powerful wave of energy spread rapidly, but when it entered the distance of ten meters around Ye Feng and Leng Han, it naturally dissipated.
"Fallen Cloud Palm!" With one move, Leng Han's face turned cold and solemn, and his handprints changed rapidly. The black fog trapped Ye Feng around him quickly condensed. In an instant, his fingers pointed at Ye Feng.
Boom! The black fog surged, and countless huge palm prints surged out of the black fog, and finally smashed towards Ye Feng overwhelmed. The huge momentum made people frightened.
Faced with so many palm prints, Ye Feng stomped his feet lightly, and the spiritual energy of the Descendant Art surged out of his body, and then almost spread a space of dozens of meters in a radius. The spiritual energy rose and condensed directly into a semicircular golden defense cover.
Boom boom boom... Countless thrusts of impact that made the earth tremble, and the palm print hit the golden defense cover like raindrops. However, the defense cover was as old as before. When the palm print disappeared, the golden defense cover also buzzed, the color became extremely light, and countless cracks spread on it.
"If you want to play, I will play with you!" As he spoke, Ye Feng also moved his handprints. The remaining energy of the golden defense cover directly condensed into a golden sword, and then the sword turned into golden streams and shot out towards Leng Han in the distance.
Ye Feng is not bad for the other party to engage in such a long-range attack.
The moment the golden sword shot, Ye Feng also collapsed and rushed towards Leng Han after the sword.
"Boom!" "Boom!" Two consecutive palm prints were swung out from Leng Han's hand, and then he barely broke the golden sword away. At this time, Ye Feng had already rushed to the front of him.
"Peng!" With a dull impact, Ye Feng kicked Leng Han hard. At the moment of kicking, Ye Feng once again bullied himself, and all the brutal collisions that were good at close combat were sprinkled out, and Leng Han had no power to fight back.
"Hmph, what I said, melee combat is your weakness!" During the fight, Ye Feng smiled coldly, but the attack became even more fierce, and did not give the other party a chance to get rid of himself.
Everyone understands the tactic of attacking the enemy with their own strengths.
"Damn it!" Feeling that the injuries on the whole body were getting worse, while the other party was so hard that it was scary. Leng Han not only roared, but there was no way.
It was not Leng Han's close combat misfortune, but the opponent's skin was too hard. During this close combat, Leng Han also attacked Ye Feng many times, but every time he hit the opponent, the opponent seemed to be unconscious and didn't care at all. There was no obvious injury on his body. How could he fight with him in close combat? Looking at the aggressive Ye Feng, Leng Han's eyes were fierce.
He actually grabbed Ye Feng's head desperately, "I think you will hide?" "Then let you see!" Ye Feng sneered, not dodging at all, and the heavy punch hit him in one go.
"Hiss!" Ye Feng's disguise mask was torn off all of a sudden.
At the same time, the heavy punch hit Leng Han's chest hard, and his internal organs were shattered. Leng Han couldn't help but vomit blood. There was still this internal organ fragment in the blood! Seriously injured! Very serious injury! "Damn it, I didn't expect you to risk letting me see your true face, but you still refused to let me go. So you are cruel enough!" The boundless anger came out of Leng Han's mouth.
"Who said I want you to see my true face?" Ye Feng sneered.
Leng Han raised his head suddenly, and his face turned pale in anger. He pointed at Ye Feng's fingers and his body trembled in anger, "You...you... are so cunning!"