Ye Feng had already learned the guy named Avery clearly, but the other party still knew nothing about him.

When the human camp heard Avery's name, they frowned. The name of genius in this Shadow Clan is naturally something that all the human strong people have heard of. There were even a few people who fought with him, knowing the difficulty of the other party. They obviously didn't like Ye Feng anymore. Although Ye Feng's previous performance was amazing, he increased the degree of fusion of magical powers to level 140 with the cultivation of the level 6 strong man. This kind of thing was unheard of before, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Ye Feng is the number one genius in the human camp in the world.

But this time his opponent has a level 143 fusion of magical powers, and he is also a level 10 strongman. In this way, Ye Feng has no chance of winning. Except for Immortal and Tiandao, other strongmen do not know what the level of magical powers of Ye Feng is. After all, level 140 is already a miracle for Ye Feng's existence like Ye Feng, and it is difficult for them to think that Ye Feng can continue to make breakthroughs in the fusion of magical powers. It is natural that he is not optimistic about Ye Feng.

Of course Ye Feng knew that this opponent gave him the advantage this time.

He took a step forward, threw the previous long sword of the most powerful treasure into the storage ring, and stood there empty-handedly.

This action puzzled everyone.

"Are you planning to give up?" someone from the foreign camp said with a smile.

The human camp's face was not very good either. He used the long sword to kill the man who had a level of about 100 level of magical powers. Now he abandoned it without any obvious unwiseness. Even the Heavenly Dao raised his eyebrows, and he didn't know what Ye Feng wanted to do.

The strong man named Avery finally came out.

It was a strong man with a sickly pale complexion, thin and short, and that appearance was as weak as a woman. He coughed from time to time, which made everyone frown slightly.

Seeing that his opponent looked like this, even Ye Feng frowned.

However, he still understands this principle that no opponent can be underestimated.

Avery also adjusted his condition slightly. Two daggers appeared in his hand, one red in color, looking like blood-soaked. The other one looked like white bones, and a cold white light was reflected scattered around.

Once the two daggers were reached, Avery's whole condition became completely different. Not to mention coughing, his figure disappeared instantly, and even the sound of breathing was inaudible.

After Ye Feng disappeared, he slowly closed his eyes.

His behavior was completely a demand for death in the eyes of many strong men. Including the three strong men who had fought with Avery, they also thought so.

Close your eyes. It can indeed make people focus more on the power of the soul and use it to detect the other party's existence. However, Avery's natural magic can block all soul exploration. Close your eyes has no effect at all, it just adds psychological comfort to yourself.

At this moment, Avery appeared.

His first appearance did not hide his purpose at all. The blood-red dagger hit Ye Feng's throat. This move was obviously a waste of life.

Ye Feng's eyes were still closed, but at the moment of the opponent's attack, his body finally moved. He turned sideways and dodged the fatal blow that crossed his throat very easily. His fingers moved slightly, and several silver lights oriented towards several vital parts of Avery's body.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them with horror. Ye Feng never opened his eyes from beginning to end, but his defense and attack were as vast as flowing water, without any trace of carving.

Of course, Avery finally avoided his attack. Although it did not cause any damage to him, he successfully forced the opponent away.

Only then did the onlookers see clearly what Ye Feng used to attack just now.

"Imperial Demon Plant?" There are indeed people who know the goods in the human camp.

However, what makes people care more is the level of magical power fusion that Ye Feng just used. It turned out to be level 150. It is even more improved than the previous level 140.

The human camp suddenly became a little expectant. In their opinion, it was just a one-sided result, and Ye Feng would lose without any suspense. But now it seems that no one dares to say who wins.

Although Ye Feng's cultivation level is not as good as the opponent, his magical power fusion level is slightly higher than that of the opponent. Moreover, the opponent does not have a thick skin and a strong body in the input domain. His defense is probably similar to that of the strong ones at level seven and eight.

Because of this, Ye Feng changed to a weapon to attack by using the Emperor Ji Demon Plant.

Ye Feng used the Emperor's Demon Plant as a weapon, and each leaf could turn into a peak treasure, and it was a peak treasure that could be hard and soft. The number of leaves was tens of thousands. The peak treasure was enough to break through the opponent's defense.

Think about it, tens of thousands of peak treasures are released, and as long as you touch them, you will be the result of scattered souls. This is also the reason why Ye Feng was confident from the beginning. He only needed to attack the opponent himself and win. The opponent also had a fatal weakness - weak constitution and could not engage in long-term combat.

Ye Feng is not a person who bullies the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, but when he comes to the battlefield, both are competitors. If he has good intentions, he may not live long. If he does not kill others, he will be killed by others.

Not only was the human camp surprised by Ye Feng's performance, but many people in the foreign camp were discussing it softly.

"Why is that guy named Ye Feng so well integrated with magical powers? Is he a newly rising genius figure of mankind?"

"He never opened his eyes from beginning to end. How did he avoid Avery's attack and even counterattack!"

"This is the instinct of fighting," the leading foreign powerhouse obviously heard the discussion here and immediately explained, "It was honed in the battle of a long and arduous environment."

The crowd in the outer world finally calmed down, and on the human camp, many people compared their strength with Ye Feng.

"Is this guy who suddenly emerged from the human camp really a newcomer? Or is it the result of the reincarnation of the old-fashioned strong man?" On the outside world, the strong man who was embracing his hands in front of his chest was frowning slightly and looking at Ye Feng, "A strong man is only a level six, and his magical power fusion level is as high as 150. Maybe this is not his limit. He can reach a higher level, right? I completely lost this bet..."
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