A low voice sounded, and the sound fell. Feng Zhuihua's black long sword intersected with the Burning Moon Sword, and a shock sound broke out.
Boom...
The space was shaking, as if the whole world was about to collapse.
Immediately afterwards, a series of crisp sounds suddenly sounded, and the dark space around Ye Feng suddenly sounded, sounding like glass breaking. As the sound fell, the "Black Shadow Prison" covering the four sides finally dissipated.
Void, Feng Zhuihua's figure appeared in front of Ye Feng again.
"How do you... know where I am!" Feng Zhuihua's face changed, and his eyes stared at Ye Feng.
Under his "Black Shadow Prison", the surroundings were dark, and ordinary people could not see the movements around them at all. However, Ye Feng was like a divine help. With just one blow, he forced himself to appear and then shattered the "Black Shadow".
Prison”.
"I can't see clearly, right? But don't you know that there is another thing called mental power?"
Ye Feng was wearing a smile of contempt. While speaking, the Burning Moon Knife in his hand slowly raised, and strands of sword intent and fire energy began to gush out from his body and slowly gathered on the blade.
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"snort."
Feng Zhuihua recalled it. He really didn't expect that Ye Feng was not as talented as martial arts, but even his mental power was so powerful.
After a heavy snorkeling, the Feng-attribute artistic conception emerged again. Unlike before, Feng Zhuihua was doing his best this time. The strong momentum was obviously much stronger than before in terms of quantity and quality.
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"kill!"
The two of them fell almost at the same time.
Obviously, after several previous tests, both of them learned a lot about each other and knew that if they didn’t use the most powerful means, they might suffer a big loss under the other party.
So this time, although the momentum was earth-shaking, the martial arts used by the two seemed simple and direct, without any fancy. But this simple attack contained a heart-wrenching danger.
As Ye Feng gathered the huge fire energy on the Burning Moon Sword, the blade seemed to be activated and a giant dragon of flame transformed from it.
"Sing..."
The giant dragon opened its teeth and claws, made a sound that shook the sky and the earth in the air, and rushed straight towards Feng Zhuihua.
Feng Zhuihua's eyelids shook, gritted his teeth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his tongue. At the same time, the long sword in his hand stirred, and the breath of all sides gathered up. Soon, a green and faint wind dragon was formed.
Next moment!
These two different dragon shadows collided heavily. At almost the same time, Ye Feng's figure also stepped out a afterimage under his feet at an irresistible speed and rushed towards Feng Zhuhuaji.
Rumble...
Huge fluctuations of vitality came from the air, and various burst sounds emanated like ripples. Except for Yan Siya, others could not gain a foothold and retreated wildly.
With the power alone, Ye Feng is obviously not enough to follow Feng Zhuhua to fight.
Not long after the two dragon shadows intertwined, the flame dragon he transformed into gradually dissipated, while the wind dragon that Feng Zhuihua gained the upper hand, quickly blowing the fire dragon into a piece of residual vitality and dissipating into the void.
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"Hahaha……"
"Boy, just half a step into the void. Compared with Mr. Feng, you are not as good as a scumbag... die..." Feng Zhuihua laughed and sarcastically, but at the next moment, he realized something was wrong.
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Because Ye Feng's figure had already disappeared in front of him.
"Huh...where are people?"
"So what if you have strong Yuanli?" Ye Feng's voice suddenly sounded behind him. "In the world of martial arts, it is not that the stronger Yuanli, the stronger the strength. Many times, it depends on whether you are smart enough..."
A crackling sound of bone bursting came, and the sound sounded like an ear, and it was obvious that the distance between the two was almost at hand.
Feng Zhuihua was shocked and turned around in panic.
But before he could see Ye Feng's appearance, the next moment, an arm containing huge force hit him and hit Feng Zhuihua's chest, and powerful force passed through his body.
Bang...
The clothes behind him exploded.
Feng Zhuihua felt as if he was stunned, and a "uh" sound came from his mouth, and wisps of blood spurted out from it. At the same time, blood was oozing out of his eyes, nostrils, and seven orifices. The expression on his face said.
Unexpected fear and incredible.
Ye Feng raised his hand and punched again.
"Bang……"
Feng Zhuihua's body flew into the air, and his entire chest was knocked down in a large area. The bones, muscles, and internal organs at the chest were all shaken into powder.
With a bang, his body fell heavily to the ground, lying there twitching violently, and his breath was extremely weak.
The Master of Void Realm has strong vitality and did not die immediately under such circumstances. He even had the healing elixir to recover from his injuries.
Feng Zhuihua, who was lying on the ground, was dying, but he had not died immediately.
He struggled to stretch out his hand and took out a bottle of pills, as if he wanted to swallow it.
But at this moment, Ye Feng had already walked over with an expressionless face. Seeing the murderous intent contained in Ye Feng's eyes, Feng Zhuihua's eyes could only reveal a strong expression of unwillingness and despair.
Half an hour ago, Feng Zhuihua never thought that he would end like this now.
A little warrior with a much lower cultivation than him, a person who didn't even take him seriously, actually beat him seriously and could kill him at any time if he wanted.
This Ye Feng is indeed a rare martial arts genius.
If I had known this, why would I have to obey Liu Shuyu's words and come here to intercept Ye Feng?
Seeing Ye Feng walking towards him step by step, Feng Zhuihua naturally became extremely frightened.
He has always believed that their Tianji Palace is the first sect of the seven holy places, and he is also the elite of the Tianji Palace. He looks down on the warriors of any other sect at all, but now... he feels that the young man walking towards him in front of him is only
He is the true darling of God and a peerless talent.
"You... can't kill me." A flame of survival ignited in his eyes, and he reluctantly looked up at Ye Feng.
Hearing this, Ye Feng's mouth showed a faint sarcastic smile.
What's wrong? Every warrior who is about to be killed by himself will say this. Do they really think that the sun in this world is revolving around them?
He did not nod or shook his head, but looked at Feng Zhuihua with interest and asked Feng Zhuihua to continue talking.
Seeing that sarcastic expression in Ye Feng's eyes, Feng Zhuihua's face was so hot that he seemed to have been slapped, but now his life is completely in Ye Feng's hands, even if he is angry, it will be useless...