Following the voice, I saw a young man with long hair, a cyan armor, a long sword in his hand, and cold eyes, staring at Ye Feng.
At this moment, Ye Fengsen's white fangs were exposed, red flames danced in his eyes, and rolls of corpse energy rolled out, like a turbulent sea, with a vast momentum.
"Since you are not a human being, then surrender!"
The corner of Ao Xing's mouth raised slightly, with a condescending tone, "I am Ao Xing, the third son of the Dragon Clan. As long as you surrender to me, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth. In the future, you will fight with me on the battlefield, be crowned king and marquis, and achieve supreme hegemony!"
"stupid guy!"
"Um?"
The arrogant smile on Ao Xing's face suddenly froze, and he listened to Ye Feng's sarcastic curse, "You are looking for death!"
"Third Young Master, why bother talking to him so much? Even if he is not a human being, he must be a human helper. Kill him and it will be over!" A graceful figure appeared next to Ao Xing, full of charm, and his eyes were full of charm.
With a sinister light.
“Stab la la!!!”
The thunderclouds in mid-air slowly fell, and the figures within them continued to condense, and turned into human forms, just like Thunder Lord, "Third Young Master, I will take his head for you!"
After saying this, before Ao Xing could say anything, a thunderbolt as thick as a bowl suddenly fell towards Ye Feng.
This thunder is extremely cold and devoid of any masculine energy, like a strong wind blowing from hell.
Ye Feng slowly raised his head, looked at the roaring thunder and lightning, and opened his mouth.
"Um?"
Watching Ye Feng swallow the thunder and lightning in one gulp, Ao Xing showed a hint of surprise on his face, "It's extraordinary to actually swallow Ning Hong's all-direction thunder in one gulp!"
"damn it!"
In the thunder cloud, Ning Hong had a ferocious look on his face. He originally wanted to make his first contribution in front of Ao Xing. He had his natural talent as soon as he made a move, but unexpectedly, he was easily swallowed by Ye Feng. This made him very angry, "I am the God of Thunder.
Destroy all things, kill!!!"
As soon as he said this, the dark thunder from all directions gathered and slowly turned into a giant thunder palm, striking towards Ye Feng.
"Roar!!!"
Facing the giant thunder palm that came to suppress him, the huge blood-colored bat wings behind Ye Feng flapped violently. His whole body turned into an afterimage, and the nails on his right hand stabbed straight away with a dark luster.
"boom!!!"
A deafening crash sounded, and violent thunder swept in all directions.
The giant lightning palm was pierced.
Ye Feng was like an arrow, his right hand turned into a claw, grabbing at Ning Hong.
"How brave!"
Ning Hong laughed angrily, forming seals with his hands, and curls of white thunder and lightning covered his body.
"Bah!"
When Ye Feng's right hand came into contact with the white lightning, his whole body froze. The strong current carried a cold air.
"Die!"
Ning Hong's face was filled with a ferocious smile. He looked at Ye Feng who was frozen in place and grabbed his neck with his backhand.
"Snapped!"
Grabbing Ye Feng's neck, Ning Hong grinned, revealing his sharp teeth.
However, the next second, Ning Hong's face showed a look of horror.
Ye Feng, who was holding his neck, slowly raised the corners of his mouth with a hint of contempt.
"boom!!!"
A roll of dark corpse energy was like substance, condensing behind Ning Hong, turning into a big dark palm, and slapped hard on the back of his heart.
At the same time, Ye Feng grabbed his arm with his backhand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a zombie. Even if you cut off my neck, I won't die!"
"No!!!"
Ning Hong felt a stabbing pain in his right arm, roared, and thunder and lightning exploded all over his body.
Ye Feng's expression changed slightly. The exploding thunder and lightning made him feel the danger, and he quickly retreated, "Aren't you playing with thunder and lightning? Then try the Wuwu Thunder God Sword Stance!"
"Buzz!"
There was a sudden crack between the eyebrows, and an almost transparent sword pierced out, accompanied by thunder and lightning.
"Playing with thunder in front of me? Looking for death!" Staring at the sword light accompanying the thunder and lightning, Ning Hong suddenly closed his hands and opened his mouth, wanting to imitate Ye Feng and swallow the Wuwu Thunder Sword.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, Ning Hong's expression froze, and the Wuwu Thunder God Sword pierced directly through his palms and between his eyebrows.
While Ning Hong was stabbed by the Wuwu Thunder God Sword, Ye Feng stepped forward.
"boom!"
At this moment, the void trembled, and a big hand struck Ye Feng's Tianling Cap.
A burly figure walked out of the void, his eyes filled with fighting intent, "I'll fight you!"
"Get over here!"
Ye Feng raised his eyelids and stared at the strong man with an excited face.
Below, Ao Xing frowned and said to the woman on the side: "Robbing the Dragon Ball is the official business. Go help Ning Hong and Xie Yun to capture him!"
"Yes, Third Young Master!"
Hu Juan smiled sweetly, with ripples in her beautiful eyes, and swept towards Ye Feng on lotus steps.
"boom!!!"
At the same time, another shocking trend rose.
"Damn, are you planning to gang up on me?"
Leaving aside Ning Hong, who was stabbed by the Wuwu Thunder God Sword, Ye Feng faced three little star lords alone.
Moreover, the fighting methods of these sea tribes were very strange, which made Ye Feng very uncomfortable.
The Hai clan does not have any martial arts skills in combat, and almost all relies on their natural talents.
"River of Blood!!!"
"Crash!!!"
A low roar sounded.
Hu Juan's expression changed slightly. She felt that the blood in her body was being pulled by a strange force and boiling rapidly, as if it was trying to break away from her body.
Not only Hu Juan, but also the other two little star-level venerables of the Sea Clan.
"You want my blood? Then I'll give it to you!" A strange smile appeared on the strong man's face, and rolls of blood spurted out from his pores.
"Not blood!"
As a zombie, Ye Feng is extremely sensitive to blood. The liquid gushing out of the strong man's body looked bright red like blood, but it had no smell of blood at all. Instead, it exuded a stench.
Ye Feng did not dare to touch the foul-smelling bloody liquid and quickly backed away.
"Die!"
The moment Ye Feng retreated, another little star-level Venerable from the Sea Clan punched out. This punch contained endless power.
Feeling the power contained in his fist, Ye Feng's face showed emotion.
Based on Ye Feng's current body data, a punch with all his strength would weigh about 60,000 kilograms. In terms of pure strength, it has surpassed the ordinary venerable in the early stage of the small star level. However, the sea tribe's small star level venerable in front of him wielded
This punch probably weighed more than 100,000 kilograms.
The fist rubbed against the space, sending up bursts of sparks. Before the fist could reach, the terrifying pressure and strong wind directly tore the space around Ye Feng, as if to annihilate him.
"Roar!!!"
Suddenly!
Like a low roar, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the whole person suddenly turned into a ball of red flames, like a fallen star outside the territory, falling towards Ao Xing who was standing on the ground.
After becoming the red-eyed Buddha dragon zombie, Ye Feng gained a natal magical power.
Turn your body into fire!
During the period of time when he was transformed into fire, he was almost indestructible and could ignore most attacks.
