Facing so many wronged soul kings, even a strong master can only end up drinking in hatred, but Ye Feng is becoming more and more leisurely, and the billowing corpse energy surges on the surface of his skin, frightening the wronged soul kings, making them afraid to step forward.
Crossing his arms, Ye Feng looked at Li Jiancheng and Duan Lang who were surrounded by the Wrong Soul King in the distance, and sighed in his heart.
If they were normal first-level warriors, they would have died at the hands of the Wrongful Soul King long ago, but Li Jiancheng and Duanlang used many trump cards to resist the Wrongful Soul King's attack.
The Fire Lin Sword in Duan Lang's hand is naturally capable of restraining the Wrong Soul King. Every time the sword is swung, an Wrong Soul King will be annihilated.
As for Li Jiancheng, he had countless treasures in his hand. Seeing that the four talismans above his head had lost their luster and lost their power, he actually took out four more talismans.
But even so, the two of them were not far from death.
After all, no matter how powerful an external object is, it still needs the internal support of its owner.
Turning his eyes, Ye Feng looked at Fu Hongxue.
At this moment, Fu Hongxue seemed to have completely fallen into a state of madness. His eyes were full of blood-colored light, his handsome face showed an indifference to life, and the bloody knife in his hand was dazzling, greedily devouring the billowing resentment.
Ye Feng did not stop Fu Hongxue.
While the Wrong Soul King was frightened, Ye Feng also began to look at the bone boat.
The ship's deck was open, at least five or six hundred meters wide, and there was a bone door in the distance, covered with dense scratches.
Staring at the bone gate, Ye Feng felt a throbbing feeling in his heart, as if there was a giant monster hidden inside. Once it broke free, it would explode with devastating power.
"This bone boat is too weird and dangerous, I better not act rashly!"
After thinking about it, Ye Feng gave up the idea of exploring the inside of the bone boat.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Duanlang gasped for breath, threw pills to restore his internal strength into his mouth, and waved the Fire Lin Sword desperately in his hand, "Li Jiancheng, hurry up and think of a way, if you delay it any longer, we will all die!"
"I know!"
Li Jiancheng's face was extremely ugly. He didn't know this, but he really had no choice.
Suddenly, Li Jiancheng raised his head and looked at Ye Feng, who was standing in the distance with his arms folded across his chest through the layers of almost transparent Wounded Soul Kings. He gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Feng is a zombie, and the corpse energy can scare these Wounded Soul Kings. So.
, we have only one way to survive, take down Ye Feng!"
Take Ye Feng?
A wry smile appeared on Duanlang's face, "We can't break out of the siege of these enemy soul kings, so how can we take down Ye Feng? Besides, do you think we are Ye Feng's opponents?"
Li Jiancheng was speechless!
However, this is the only way.
"I'll drive away this group of vengeful soul kings. You go and capture Ye Feng. This is our only chance!"
"Okay!" Duanlang gritted his steel teeth, knowing that it would be impossible if he didn't fight hard.
"burst!!!"
"Boom!!!"
As soon as he said this, the four talismans exploded. A terrifying wave of air swept across all directions.
At the same time, Duan Lang took advantage of the ripples caused by the explosion of the talisman and turned into an afterimage, killing Ye Feng.
In the distance, Ye Feng raised his eyelids and looked at the rolling air waves and Duan Lang holding the Fire Lin Sword and attacking with a rainbow-like momentum, and couldn't help but smile in a low voice.
“The sun is shining!!!”
"Buzz!"
A blazing sun suddenly rose, and the blazing fire exuded the power of the sun, driving back the Wrong Soul King who was sweeping up.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. As a zombie, he really hated the energy of Zhi Gang Zhi Yang.
A wave of ripples appeared in the blue eyes, and Ye Feng suddenly disappeared on the spot.
"Fuck!"
Looking at Ye Feng who suddenly disappeared, Duan Lang cursed in his heart.
Li Jiancheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
They were planning to fight tooth and nail, but Ye Feng didn't want to.
Therefore, Ye Feng chose the simplest way, that is to hide!
Turning his head suddenly, Duanlang looked at Ye Feng who appeared on the edge of the bone boat, and shouted: "Ye Feng, don't you want me to surrender? Defeat me, and I will surrender to you!"
Duanlang really had no choice. They couldn't freely shuttle among the wronged soul kings like Ye Feng.
"Satisfy you!"
Listening to Duanlang's roar, a smile appeared on Ye Feng's lips, and his figure disappeared again.
"left!"
Duan Lang suddenly turned around and stabbed out the Fire Lin Sword in his hand fiercely. The power of the rolls of Rihua seemed to be real.
At the same time, the phantom of the fire unicorn behind him actually moved.
"Roar!!!"
As soon as Ye Feng's figure emerged, he felt a rolling heat sweeping over him.
The fire unicorn is like a substance, and its terrifying pressure shakes people's minds.
Ye Feng didn't expect that the fiery unicorn shadow could actually move, so he hurriedly slapped a palm with his backhand.
"boom!"
"hiss!"
Ye Feng took a breath of cold air. The Fire Qilin was like a furnace, almost igniting his right hand. The terrifying power of the sun was melting the corpse energy crazily.
"How brave!"
Ye Feng flicked his backhand, and the violent corpse energy poured into his right hand, forcing out the power of Rihua. He immediately looked at the attacking Duan Lang with a cold face.
At the same time, Li Jiancheng, whose face was pale and whose eyes were full of exhaustion, also moved.
"Choke!"
The sword light roared, carrying a terrifying aura as if it were the beginning of the world.
"call out!"
A ray of cold light shot out from Ye Feng's hand, and in a daze, it seemed as if a magnificent figure appeared.
"Romantic Swordsman!!!"
"Clang!"
Swords and knives fell on the ship's plank.
Li Jiancheng felt heartbroken when he saw the Long Yuan Sword, which had a gap created by Xiao Li's flying knife.
"Ye Feng, I want to see how many Xiao Li flying knives you have!"
"Fuck!"
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly. Looking at Li Jiancheng who took out another ax containing domain power, he cursed in his heart, "This guy won't reveal all the details of the Li family, right?"
"Duan Lang, are you still planning to hold on?"
Taking out the small silver-white axe, a look of madness appeared on Li Jiancheng's face.
Listening to Li Jiancheng's roar, Duan Lang gritted his teeth and pinched the sharp edge of the Fire Lin Sword with his right hand.
Blood overflowed, and drops of bright red blood appeared on the surface of the crimson Fire Lin Sword.
"Ye Feng, take us out of here, or you will die too!!!" Duan Lang exuded a violent aura, especially his eyes, which had no emotions that humans should have and were cold and ruthless.
Looking at Li Jiancheng and Duan Lang who were starting to fight, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Blade Wing!!!"
“Choke!!!”
"What's this?"
"This this?"
Under the shocked gazes of Li Jiancheng and Duan Lang, silver-white flying knives suddenly appeared around Ye Feng.
Tens of thousands of flying knives, densely packed, like locusts, swirled around Ye Feng.
It was also the first time for Ye Feng to see Daoyi. Seeing such power, he couldn't help but secretly praise, "No matter how powerful it is, this way of appearing is so stylish!"
"Boohoo!"
The flying knives intertwined with each other and fell behind Ye Feng in an instant.
"Wow!"
Suddenly!
The wings composed of countless flying knives suddenly spread out, and the silver light shone, shocking people's hearts.
