Seeing that Ye Ming really put away the Supreme Fan, Lan Feng looked happy and secretly thought that Ye Ming was arrogant.
As a monster with one of the best cultivation talents among the eight major families, Lan Feng's self-confidence can be said to be extremely inflated against monks of the same level. Even if it is a challenge beyond the level, he is not afraid of being half a step below the saint.
Ye Ming was able to kill five families and dozens of half-step saints today, all because of the Supreme Killing Formation and the Supreme Fan. Moreover, Lan Feng learned that some time ago, Ye Ming went to the Yuwen family to cause trouble and killed several half-step saints.
With the power of the Supreme Fan, as soon as the ancient saint Yuwen Luoning came out, Ye Ming ran away in despair.
I have never seen Ye Ming's true strength. On the surface, he is only in the middle stage of the Saint Ancestor Realm, and Lan Feng is already in the late Saint Ancestor Realm. If he uses all his strength, he can fight against the strong ones in the Daoji Realm!
"Wow"
Ye Ming stared at Lan Feng, his eyes full of smiles. His body was exuding bursts of blood-red light, which was a sign of his upcoming transformation.
The blood-red light became thicker and thicker, and became more and more numerous. In the end, no one could see Ye Ming's figure clearly at all. The entire space within a thousand feet was filled with this kind of blood-red light.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a huge blood-red dragon suddenly sprang out from the bloody light. It was extremely fast and arrived in front of Lan Feng almost in the blink of an eye.
Lan Feng's expression changed and he quickly retreated. However, the giant red dragon was much faster than him. The giant tail of a hundred feet swept out, tearing through the void and slapping Lan Feng hard.
"Bang!"
Received this huge force, Lan Feng's body was shaken, and his expression immediately turned pale. He flew out directly. He was in mid-air. He couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spurted out.
"you!"
Lan Feng stabilized his body and pointed at Ye Ming, with a look of reluctance on his face. He wanted to say that Ye Ming had a sneak attack, but he felt that this was a bit nonsense. Fighting is fighting. How can there be a saying that a sneak attack is not a sneak attack?
Everyone else present was also slightly frightened. They all knew Lan Feng's strength. Although it was not as good as Murong Yan and Lei Chen, under the Half-Step Saint, it could be said that he had almost no opponents. Ye Ming struck with a single blow.
Even though there are some unexpected elements in his hands, it can definitely highlight his true strength.
"I'll give you a chance. You attack first. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to attack." Ye Ming stared at Lan Feng with his huge dragon eyes and said indifferently.
"You're so arrogant!"
Lan Feng stepped out and danced with his hands. A huge Tai Chi ball emerged, with countless runes engraved on it. It was mysterious and difficult to understand. There were faint fluctuations, and even the surrounding space was shattered.
"Tai Chi Star?!" someone exclaimed after seeing this Tai Chi ball.
"It's the Tai Chi Star, the sacred weapon of the Lan family. It seems that they are really trying their best to deal with Ye Ming at this moment." Outside the formation, Murong Yan narrowed his eyes. For him, Ye Ming has such strength at his age.
, it is easy to shake his genius status among the younger generation.
"Nonsense, you're just waiting to be slaughtered if you don't do your best!" Lei Chen glanced at him and said with some disdain.
Mu Qianqian frowned and said, "Stop arguing all day long. It's really annoying. I'll tell you two the truth, there's no chance for you."
"Why?" Murong Yan and Lei Chen said at the same time.
Mu Qianqian was speechless and too lazy to pay attention to them. She just looked at Ye Ming in the formation with some worry. At this moment, Lan Feng took out a holy weapon in his hand. This was not a half-step holy weapon, but a holy weapon. Lian Shengzun
An existence that affects every battle.
However, Mu Qianqian's unintentional move aroused suspicion in the hearts of Murong Yan and Lei Chen. Could it be because of the kid in the field?
"I don't believe that with your own strength, you can kill a half-step saint, or even a saint?!"
In the formation, Lan Feng snorted coldly, slapped his palm, and the huge Tai Chi ball came directly towards Ye Ming.
After all, the holy weapon is a holy weapon. It is extremely powerful and can suppress all directions. Once it attacks, it causes the heaven and earth to shake, as if it is about to collapse.
"Damn it, Lan Feng, who do you think you are? You don't let Ye Ming use the Supreme Fan, but you use the holy weapon Tai Chi Star. Are you acting like a fool?!" The treasure hunter stood on Ye Ming's shoulder and cursed angrily.
Voice.
Lan Feng's face turned red, but he couldn't say anything and just ignored it.
"I'll fuck your uncle!" Seeing his appearance, the treasure hunter snorted again in dissatisfaction.
"Spiritual Dragon Nine Strikes!"
Ye Ming looked at Lan Feng coldly. Although he was a little disdainful of Lan Feng's behavior, at this moment, he also wanted to try to see if he could persevere under the holy weapon.
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa"
Nine huge phantoms flashed in the sky, like nine ancient dragon emperors appearing, filling the sky and filling the sight of all the monks, causing awe.
Each of the nine strikes of the Spirit Dragon is twice as powerful as the previous one. All nine strikes appear together. With Ye Ming's current strength, he can even fight against the Half-Step Saint!
"boom!"
The first blood dragon phantom bombarded out, its giant tail suddenly swung, and collided hard with the sacred artifact Tai Chi Star. A loud noise was heard, the world shook, and there were cracks like spider webs.
It gradually spreads out, in the sky and underground, as if the entire world is about to be destroyed.
"Bang!"
However, it only lasted for a moment, and the phantom immediately collapsed. A holy weapon is a holy weapon after all, and the first phantom could not last long at all.
"Boom boom boom!"
However, the attack did not stop. Then, the second, third, and fourth phantoms attacked at the same time, and the Tai Chi Star was also under Lan Feng's control, moving towards the three phantoms.
.
"Bang bang bang!"
The virtual shadow vibrated out, and Taiji Star was completely surrounded by blood light, and only some black and white colors could be faintly seen.
However, this does not hinder the display of the power of the holy weapon. The Tai Chi Star suddenly shook. Under Lan Feng's violent shout, a burst of black and white light rose into the sky, with holy patterns emerging on it. It was as if the Holy Saint was reborn, directly
The three phantoms were shattered into pieces.
Seeing this, Lan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the five shadows behind him, he became nervous again.
At this moment, his face was pale, and he was obviously over-consumed. Although the power of the sacred weapon was terrifying, it also depended on who held it. For example, although some sects held the supreme sacred weapon, they simply could not exert the power of the supreme sacred weapon.
The power in the hands of the Supreme One is also the same for Lan Feng.
He had already felt that each of these phantoms was stronger than the last, and he felt a little uneasy. Can he still catch the next five phantoms?
"This guy really has some tricks up his sleeve!" Lan Feng gritted his teeth.
"boom!"
While he was thinking in his mind, the fifth phantom had already bombarded and collided with Taiji Star. Taiji Star tore it into pieces with the most direct method, but there was already a slight sound in Lan Feng's body.
.
This is a sign of heavy consumption!
"Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Ye Minglong grinned, as if he was sneering, but in Lan Feng's eyes, he hated him.
"boom!"
The sixth phantom struck again and was still shattered by the sacred Tai Chi Star, but Ye Ming was not worried at all, because at this moment Lan Feng could no longer hold on.
"Boom boom boom!"
The next moment, the seventh, eighth, and ninth phantoms rushed out at the same time. The seventh and seventh phantoms attacked Tai Chi Star, while the ninth phantom went directly towards Lan Feng!
"Boom!"
Lan Feng's expression changed drastically. When he saw the ninth phantom rushing towards him, he knew that this was the strongest one. He was so horrified that he had no intention of manipulating the Tai Chi Star anymore. The sacred Tai Chi Star was between the seventh and eighth paths.
Under the attack of the phantom, he was directly knocked back, and the ninth phantom had already arrived in front of Lan Feng.
"Feng'er!"
"Young Master!"
In the distance, the expressions of Lan Qingcheng, the head of the Lan family, and the Lan family members changed drastically. They could clearly feel that there was no energy support in Lan Feng's body at this moment. If he was hit by the ninth phantom, he would definitely die.
Undoubtedly a tragic end!
"Boohoo!"
Dozens of figures rushed into the sky at the same time, including Lan Qingcheng and the six half-step saints of the Lan family, all heading towards the ninth phantom.
"This is a battle between me and Lan Feng, how dare you?!" Ye Ming shouted.
However, his son's life was the most important thing. How could Lan Qingchen care about that? Even if he didn't care about face in front of so many people, he had to save Lan Feng first.
"Damn it, are you all useless? Lan Feng didn't say anything when using the sacred weapon Ye Ming. At this juncture, you want to intervene again? Get back here!"
The treasure-hunting mouse couldn't stand it anymore. He waved his little paw, and a crown inlaid with red and orange jade beads suddenly appeared in the air.
The half-step supreme artifact, the Emperor's Crown!
"Buzz~"
The void shook, the earth trembled, and everyone's minds felt as if they were being pressed against thousands of boulders at this moment. The pressure made them feel extremely heavy, as if the Supreme One had returned to the world and looked down at the world.
"boom!"
A ray of light shot out from the emperor's crown, and the space just fluctuated. Then, an increasingly larger crack spread, and its target was Lan Qingcheng and others.
"Emperor Crown?!"
They have never eaten pork, but they have seen pigs running. Although Lan Qingcheng and the others have not seen the real emperor's crown, they have also seen it in ancient books, and they have already heard that the emperor's crown is in the hands of the treasure-hunting rat. His face was horrified.
He hurriedly defended himself.
"Bang bang bang!"
The light passed by, and all the defenses were made of paper. Three of the half-step saints were directly torn into pieces, while the other three and Lan Qingcheng barely escaped under the resistance of Taiji Star.
He was vomiting blood and was seriously injured, while dozens of other tribesmen were turned into ashes, leaving no trace behind.
"Tsk!"
At the same time, the ninth phantom waved its big claws, grabbed Lan Feng's body, and tore it into two halves. He had no power to resist at all. As for his holy soul, it was also destroyed by the ninth phantom.
The shadow swallowed it directly. (To be continued...)