He felt that the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand was gradually getting smaller.
It's as if a person's life is draining away.
"Impossible, this is impossible, how could Fang Tian Huaji be like this? Ye Feng, what did you do, what exactly did you do!"
He roared angrily.
If it feels too weird, I will subconsciously back away.
But suddenly he discovered that the soldier in his hand could not be moved.
He was sucked hard by the Nilin Sword.
Then everyone saw it.
The Nilin Sword buzzed in the distance, making some strange and cold sounds, as if someone was whispering, wandering in everyone's ears.
At this moment, Fang Tian's Painted Halberd, the fifth-grade mortal level that everyone had previously known, shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly integrated into the Anti-Scale Sword in Ye Feng's hand, and disappeared.
"hiss!"
Almost instantly, gasps of air rang out from the crowd, and everyone's face was filled with expressions of horror.
Zhang Bazhou's Fang Tian Hua Ji was actually absorbed by the long sword in Ye Feng's hand.
"Really or not, I'm not dreaming!"
Many people still don't believe this scene.
After all, it's incredible. No one has ever seen a weapon being absorbed.
"impossible!"
Zhang Bazhou looked like he had seen a ghost and stepped back.
Fang Tian's painted halberd is his magic weapon for war. It has been with him for many years. It has killed countless powerful men and stained with blood. It is a symbol of his pride.
But now, he was actually watching his beloved soldier disappear before his eyes, or being ruthlessly devoured by other weapons. This sudden scene was a huge blow to him.
He didn't understand why, it was beyond his comprehension.
"Hiss!"
Just when he was stunned.
The reverse scale sword came to kill.
The edge is sharp, the killing rage comes, the green light flashes, and the blood splashes.
"Ah..." Zhang Bazhou screamed in pain and stepped back.
Although he reacted in a hurry just now, he was still a little slow.
The reverse scale sword passed over his chest, and a bloody wound appeared there.
"Boy, you actually hurt me, you..." "Whoops!"
Zhang Bazhou was furious, thinking that he, an eighth-level expert, was killed by a fifth-level brat. This was a naked humiliation for him.
But he hasn't finished speaking yet.
Ye Feng flew by in one step.
The purple light lingering against the scales in his hand, visible to the naked eye, are dragons roaming and roaring, charging towards Zhang Bazhou again.
Zhang Bazhou's expression changed slightly and he did not dare to be careless. He felt a sense of uneasiness on the Nilin Sword.
The eight layers of power condensed on the arm, wrapped it up, punched out, and hit hard.
boom.
The next moment, the two sides met each other, neither side retreating.
Zhang Bazhou's fist was guarded by the True Gang, and the Nilin Sword was blocked.
Just when Zhang Bazhou showed his cruel smile, the Ni Lin in Ye Feng's hand suddenly buzzed.
A tyrannical power was instilled in the Reverse Scale Sword.
The purple zhenqi in Ye Feng's body was running wildly, turning into dragons and rushing out of his body.
At this time, everyone saw the purple light of the Inverse Scale Sword rising into the sky, shining brightly.
The terrifying force actually stimulated Zhang Bazhou's fist, causing Qi Gang to collapse bit by bit.
Zhang Bazhou's expression changed drastically, and he continued to receive blessings from his operating power, but no matter how much he blessed him, the power of the Reverse Scale Sword could not be stopped at all.
Click.
There was a sharp pain in his arm.
It was the Reverse Scale Sword that tore Zhen Gang apart and pierced his fist. The powerful force rushed into his arm and destroyed his bones and meridians.
He roared and stepped back again.
"Ye Feng, you..." Zhang Bazhou endured the severe pain and looked at Ye Feng, angry and afraid.
His own strength was no match for Ye Feng's, and he was knocked back by him several times. Even though he only used 70% of his strength, it was still a slap in the face to a strong man who broke into the eighth level.
"It's over!"
Zhang Bazhou was forced to retreat, and Ye Feng had an opportunity.
The figure flashed and came to Zhang Tianlong's side in an instant.
The Nilin Sword was placed on the latter's neck just like the first time.
"Ah...Ye Feng, what are you going to do? Do you want to kill me?"
Zhang Tianlong roared.
"Ye Feng, you can't kill me. I am a member of the Zhang family and the grandson of Zhang Qishan. If you kill me, you will be finished!"
Zhang Tianlong was about to die and still threatened Ye Feng.
Ye Feng said coldly: "I want to kill you, and no one can stop me. What I said just now is very clear. People from the Zhang family will kill me, but I promise to let you die in front of me!"
Seeing Zhang Tianlong's head fall to the ground.
Zhang Bazhou shouted angrily: "Ye Feng, you dare to kill my son, do you know that if you kill my son, not only will you die, but everyone in the Ye family will also die. You must think carefully, otherwise, everyone in your Ye family will die."
You want to be buried with my son!"
Zhang Bazhou did not dare to step forward because he was not sure.
No matter how fast he was, he was still not as fast as Ye Feng's sword, so he warned him.
Ye Feng did not kill Zhang Tianlong instantly. Instead, he looked at Zhang Bazhou and suddenly smiled and said: "If you put it this way, if I kill your son, the entire Ye family will be destroyed!"
Zhang Bazhou shouted sternly: "Of course, if you are wise, let my son go. I don't have to kill you today, but if you dare to kill my son, I guarantee that you will regret it ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!"
Finally, he added: "You should know who my son's sister-in-law is in Tianshui City. Zhang Wanru, the peerless genius of Xuantian Sect, has loved my son the most since he was a child. If you dare to kill my son, you will suffer the consequences."
Zhang Wanru’s anger!”
Everyone around was so excited that no one dared to breathe.
Zhang Wanru is Zhang Tianlong's sister-in-law.
Everyone knows this.
If Ye Feng killed Zhang Tianlong, he would definitely suffer Zhang Wanru's anger.
What kind of person is Zhang Wanru, the peerless genius of the Xuantian Sect? Three years ago, his strength reached the ninth level of Beyond Mortal, but now he doesn't know how terrifying it has become.
How could a mere Ye family be Zhang Wanru's opponent?
"Ye Feng must be scared. He is not a fool. He can't afford to offend Zhang Wanru, and he doesn't dare to offend him. Zhang Tianlong is no longer in danger of his life!"
Many people speculated.
"Zhang Wanru?"
Ye Feng did not look timid, but instead smiled strangely and said: "Of course I know her, but I didn't expect that Zhang Tianlong is the person she loves the most. In this case, if I kill Zhang Tianlong, Zhang Wanru will definitely not let me go. I
Look, let’s return Zhang Tianlong to you!”
As expected, Ye Feng was still afraid.
"Very good, that's right. As long as you let my son go, I promise not to kill you, hum!"
Zhang Bazhou smiled deeply.
Of course he will not kill Ye Feng, he will torture Ye Feng, life is worse than death.
Although Ye Feng's strength made him a little scared, he did not use all his strength and did not use his trump card. If he really wanted to fight, he was confident to suppress Ye Feng.
"for you!"
Ye Feng kicked Zhang Tianlong towards Zhang Bazhou.
Just when Zhang Bazhou was about to catch Zhang Tianlong.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.
The reverse scale waved, and the purple light flashed.
Pfft.
Everyone saw Zhang Tianlong's head flying up in mid-air.