The power of the Senluo Ghost King came to kill him, a punch, a simple move, but it contained the power of the sixth level peak.
Mo Qingcheng and the others thought that Ye Feng was no match for the Senluo Ghost King, but they never expected that such a situation would be the case.
Under his gaze, Ye Feng looked as crazy as a demon.
His eyes were blood red and his murderous intent was too strong. He held the Immortal Demon Nine-layer Ruler and ran all the way. The power of the Senluo Ghost King came to kill him. Ye Feng actually seemed to ignore it and allowed the power to hit him.
Boom! Ye Feng took twenty-three steps back.
He didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He ran away again.
It seemed that he had forgotten to resist, to dodge, and to forget everything else. In his eyes, there was only the Ghost King Senluo.
Senluo Ghost King did not expect that Ye Feng would be like this and dare to directly compete with his power. What was even more unbelievable was that his punch, which was at the eighth level of the Qiankun Transformation Realm, only pushed Ye Feng back and was unable to kill him.
"One punch can't kill, what about two punches, three punches..." Senluo Ghost King looked bloodthirsty and cruel. When he was in Tianshui City, Ye Feng destroyed his clone, preventing him from getting the map he wanted.
I don’t know how much I hate Ye Feng.
Now that he had the opportunity, how could he let Ye Feng die so easily? He wanted to torture Ye Feng.
Although there is Yan Wudao in Ye Feng's camp.
But he didn't have a trump card. Besides, because of what Ye Feng said just now, Yan Wudao didn't take action. He could just use Ye Feng's arrogance to torture Ye Feng.
Boom! The second punch comes.
Ye Feng retreated again, this time by twenty steps.
Blood spurted out three big mouthfuls, and his face began to turn pale.
But he seemed to have forgotten the pain. He could not feel the physical pain at all. The pain in his heart numbed his nerves, leaving him with only killing and revenge.
This kind of behavior is a fool's behavior for anyone, but Ye Feng's desire to kill is too strong, and he doesn't care about resistance. All instincts in his body disappear, and the original murderous nature is stimulated. There is only one person in his heart, eyes, and eyes.
, kill the Senluo Ghost King.
Boom boom boom... Seeing this, Senluo Ghost King punched six times in a row.
Every punch knocked Ye Feng back, but Ye Feng stood up every time.
Ye Feng stood up. Although his face looked miserable, his mouth was bleeding, and he was seriously injured, the distance between him and the Senluo Ghost King was getting shorter and shorter.
Until now, he was less than ten meters away from the Senluo Ghost King.
"Boy, you're not afraid of death, are you? Very good, then I'll make it happen..." He hadn't finished his words yet.
Ye Feng, who was under his sight, suddenly ran towards him again.
the difference is.
There were some changes in his breath.
The nine-layer immortal and demon ruler in his hand erupted with terrifying immortal and demonic energy.
His speed became faster at this moment, until finally, the whole person disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace at all.
Senluo Ghost King was surprised.
With his strength, he couldn't even tell Ye Feng's speed, "Good boy, your spatial powers are so extraordinary, even I can't see through them!"
He didn't dare to be careless. A black barrier rose up around him, and the endless ghost energy filled it, making it a dense darkness.
Pfft! However, his barrier just rose.
His eyes changed in vain.
A strong shock and disbelief filled his eyes.
The barrier in front of him was shattered at this moment.
His breath also became void.
Wow! Ye Feng appeared behind him.
At this time, Ye Feng was breathing rapidly, kicking and shushing, his whole face was extremely pale, blood was pouring out from all parts of his body, he was half-kneeling on the ground, his breath was weak.
Behind him, the Senluo Ghost King wanted to turn around, but poof, blood spurted out from his neck.
A tiny wound slowly grew larger, wrapping around the entire neck like a thread.
Until finally the whole head fell to the ground.
Ye Feng, who was at the second level of the Nine-Star Secret Realm, killed the Senluo Ghost King at the sixth level of the Qiankun Transformation Realm with one move.
A desperate counterattack.
Kill for kill.
Bear all the pain with your physical body, and when the time is right, gather all the energy and the strongest speed in your body, activate the essence of the plane, and kill with one blow.
However, although this killing method is direct, it does great harm to oneself. It is no exaggeration to say that he is gambling with his life. Fortunately, he succeeded.
"Ling'er, my brother has avenged you..." Ye Feng looked at the body of Senluo Ghost King and muttered to himself. He did it and finally killed Senluo Ghost King, but Ling'er was no longer there either.
"Um?
wrong!"
Suddenly he frowned.
"Sen Luo Ghost King took Ling'er's body. Now that Sen Luo Ghost King is dead, why is there no trace of Ling'er's breath? Even if Ling'er's body was taken away, there should still be Ling'er's breath!"
Ye Feng checked the body of Senluo Ghost King and found no aura of Ye Ling'er. You must know that Ling'er has a special physique. This kind of physique, even if it is fused by Senluo Ghost King, should not have the slightest aura of Ling'er... It's even weirder.
Surprisingly, at this moment, the body of Senluo Ghost King actually turned into black mist under his sight and slowly disappeared.
"Um?
The Qi of Ghost Dao, the Senluo Ghost King is not dead yet, no, there is still a breath, this breath is..." Yan Wudao is the strongest here.
The sensitivity is amazing.
At this moment, I suddenly felt two auras, one was Senluo Ghost King, and the other aura... "Boss, be careful!"
Before Yan Wudao could sense the aura carefully, he suddenly exclaimed.
The monster's big hand came across the sky and slammed it onto the ground.
Directly guard Ye Feng inside.
Whoosh whoosh...the next moment, blood-colored vines suddenly appeared all around Ye Feng, like tentacles, coming out of nothingness, tearing into the demon's big hand as if there was life.
Boom! The demon's big hand is also the power of the great saint.
Under these bloody vines, it was penetrated in an instant.
Ye Feng inside had a horrified look on his face. If he hadn't been seriously injured and his sensitivity had declined, he wouldn't have been so passive.
But his reflexes are also amazing.
At the moment when the demon's big hand was penetrated, the essence of the plane activated, disappeared in an instant, and appeared next to Yan Wudao.
"Ye Feng, I didn't expect that if I hadn't owned this immortal blood tree, I would have been in your hands today. But it's a pity that I have merged with the blood tree and become an immortal body. Even though you have amazing strength,
There is no way to escape death today!"
The voice of Senluo Ghost King emerged from all around.
Rumble.
The earth began to tremble.
At this time, Ye Feng and others saw it.
Cracks opened on the ground, extending in all directions.
The very next moment.
An extremely huge bloody tree was torn out from the depths of the ground.
Ye Feng and others were breathing rapidly.
Under his sight, the big tree was full of blood, about twenty or thirty feet tall, extremely ferocious and evil.
On its body, countless blood leaves were swaying and making a splash, and countless blood dripped down. It was bloody, weird, and heart-wrenching.
However, this is nothing.
His aura is the most terrifying.
An extremely astonishing energy filled the air from the blood tree, and the world was trembling.
It seems that the blood tree has an extraordinary origin, and there is a power within it that even heaven and earth are afraid of.
Appearing here at this moment is as terrifying as a bloody abyss of hell.
At this moment, the face of Senluo Ghost King emerged from the blood tree, staring at them sinisterly.