Mr. Tang's face was full of ferocity. This Feng Dao method was his strongest trump card. Even a warrior in the Fusion of God Realm would not dare to resist it head-on.
With the speed Ye Feng showed just now, it is absolutely impossible to dodge.
Looking at the wind knife falling from the sky, as if it was going to wipe out everything, Ye Feng suddenly laughed.
Mr. Tang's expression was stunned, and he felt a hint of ominous premonition from Ye Feng.
"It's impossible. With his ability, it's impossible to break through the wind knife!!!"
"Supernatural power, rebound!!!"
"this……"
Mr. Tang's expression was dull, and he stared blankly at the wind knife that suddenly changed its target and swept towards him.
"boom!"
Ye Feng was knocked to the ground by the force of the wind knife, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Tang!
"No!!!"
Faced with this blow from the wind knife, Mr. Tang was in despair. He knew very well how terrifying the wind knife was, and he could not avoid it in a hurry.
Furthermore, the sword energy of the Flying Fairy from Heaven also fell in mid-air at the same time.
"I can't die!!!"
Mr. Tang's eyes were about to burst, and he suddenly raised the Fantian Seal, "Stop it, old man!!!"
"Boom!"
Rolling spiritual power poured into Fantian Seal.
Mr. Tang suddenly froze, and the wisp of black corpse energy on Fantian Seal suddenly erupted and collided with the spiritual energy pouring into it.
This collision was like adding insult to injury, causing great chaos in the spiritual energy within Mr. Tang's body.
"Boom!!!"
dusty!
The flying fairy sword energy and the wind knife fell on Mr. Tang at the same time.
The terrifying sword energy and broken wind knives swept across all directions, with a radius of hundreds of meters, becoming a restricted area.
The black mist on Ye Feng's face gradually dissipated, revealing his slightly pale face.
"The Fusion of God Realm is really powerful!"
The battle just now lasted only two minutes, but in these two minutes, Ye Feng had used all his trump cards. If he was not careful, he could be killed by Mr. Tang. Especially at the last moment, if Mr. Tang had not poured his spiritual power into the Fantian Seal, he would have been able to fight back.
The spiritual power collided with the corpse energy. I am afraid that he really has Taoist skills that can allow him to escape from this place.
Furthermore, Mr. Tang was only in the ordinary Fusion of God realm, otherwise, he would not have surrendered to Liu Ruosong.
With a move of footsteps, Ye Feng rushed into the place ahead where the sword energy and wind knives were intertwined.
Soon, Ye Feng found Fan Tianyin and half of Tang Lao's body.
"After all, he is a strong man in the Fusion of God Realm, so it's better not to waste it!"
After saying this, Ye Feng opened his mouth wide and pierced the opponent's arm with his sharp fangs.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for swallowing the superior blood and increasing the zombie experience evolution points by 1,000!"
"A thousand? It's not too little!" Ye Feng threw half of the mummy and asked in his heart, "Instructor, how many zombie experience and evolution points can a normal God Fusion Realm powerhouse bring me?"
"Three thousand!"
"knew!"
Turning around, Ye Feng quickly walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the bottomless cliff, and slowly narrowed his eyes, "I don't know if Ding Peng can survive!"
"If Ding Peng meets the fox girl Qingqing, he will not only be able to practice the Demon Sect's peerless sword technique, Divine Sword Slash, but he will also be able to get a night of listening to the spring rain in the Demon Sword House. The most important thing is that he will be infused with internal strength by the Demon Sect's leader!"
Thinking of this, Ye Feng suddenly laughed, "The leader of the Demon Sect is definitely the strongest person in the Yangshen Realm. If I swallow all his blood, I will most likely be able to break through to the fourth generation of zombies!"
Ye Feng took a step forward with a flash of light in his eyes.
The cliff is bottomless, and Ye Feng is like a gecko, piercing the cliff with his hands and slowly moving downward.
This cliff is the junction point between the outer and middle areas of the uninhabited area, and there is no telling what dangers there will be. Therefore, Ye Feng looks on guard and will return if there is any slight movement.
"Huh!"
Half an hour later, a look of surprise appeared on Ye Feng's face as he looked at Ding Peng hanging on a branch not far away.
A large and vigorous tree grows on the cliff, and its branches are also very strong, and can actually withstand the force of Ding Peng's fall.
With a roll of his eyes, Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his right hand, and stabbed it into the cliff wall fiercely.
Soon, Ye Feng dug out a depression in the cliff that was big enough to hide him.
The whole person retracted into the depression, and Ye Feng slowly dug into the rock wall next to it to block it in front.
An hour later, Ye Feng's figure completely disappeared, hiding in the cliff more than thirty meters away from Ding Peng.
Time passed little by little, Ye Feng closed his eyes and summarized the gains from the previous battle with Mr. Tang.
Suddenly!
Ye Feng's nose twitched, smelling the blood that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but smile, "Is it Qingqing, the fox girl?"
The light was dim, Ding Peng's face was as pale as paper, his breathing was weak, hanging on the branch, beside him, a graceful figure stood barefoot.
The girl was wearing a white dress, with her jade feet carved like mutton-fat jade exposed, stepping on a tree trunk, her face covered by a gauze scarf, only revealing a pair of beautiful, smart eyes.
Staring at the dying Ding Peng, the girl sighed softly, bent down, lifted it up, then tiptoed, and floated towards the bottom of the cliff.
Inside the cliff, Ye Feng waited for half an hour before breaking out of the rock.
Looking at the darkness below, the smile on Ye Feng's face became even stronger and he jumped up.
Below the cliff, birds are singing, flowers are fragrant, and streams are trickling, making it feel like a paradise.
A small wooden house was built next to the creek.
The girl carried Ding Peng into the hut and placed him on the bed, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity.
Ding Peng, who was in a coma, clenched his fists, his face full of pain and resentment.
"Why!"
The girl sighed again, turned around, picked up a jade bottle from the wooden table next to her, poured out two pills, and stuffed them into Ding Peng's mouth.
As the elixir melted, the pain on Ding Peng's face became much lighter, but the resentment became even stronger.
"Qingqing, you shouldn't bring strangers back!"
Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the wooden house.
"Father!"
The girl turned around slowly and looked at the old man who appeared like a ghost.
The old man was wearing a black gown, with a haggard face, cloudy eyes, and an air of twilight all over his body, as if he might die at any moment.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the old man's face changed slightly. Under the surprised look of the girl, he quickly walked up to Ding Peng, stretched out his right hand and put it on his shoulder.
"Hahaha, God will never destroy our religion!"
Suddenly, the old man burst out laughing excitedly, his face turning rosy.
In the girl's astonished eyes, the old man stared at Ding Peng, as if admiring a unique treasure in the world, and said: "Qingqing, go pick a Huanyang flower right away!"
"Father." The girl's expression changed slightly, and she quickly said: "There are only two Huanyang flowers left. If you give them to him, what will you do, foster father?"
"It doesn't matter!" The old man waved his hands, with an excited look on his face, "I already have half of my foot in the coffin, so there is no need to waste the sacred relics of heaven and earth like the Huayang Flower. As long as he survives, the Divine Religion will be saved!
Go quickly!"
Listening to the old man's firm words, the girl hesitated for a moment and finally walked out of the cabin.
