In the shocked gazes of Xiang Yu and Xu Changqing, a mirror like a lake was rippling, and even the turbulence of space surging in all directions was suppressed.
The great demon's bloodthirsty spear with extreme power pierced out, and the deafening vibration sound was like a muffled thunder explosion.
"boom!!!"
Suddenly!
There was also a bloodthirsty spear of the Great Demon God thrust out of the mirror, and its aura was not weak at all.
"What kind of spell is that?"
There was a look of horror in Xu Changqing's eyes. There are many techniques in the world that use force to fight, but I have never heard of any technique that can 100% restore the opponent's martial arts.
"Boom!!!"
Suddenly, two big demonic bloodthirsty spears that looked like mountain peaks collided with each other.
The violent energy swept in all directions, like a stormy sea.
Even the turbulent spatial currents rolling in all directions were dispersed and returned to the void.
"No!!!"
A look of horror appeared on Xiang Yu's face. This bloodthirsty spear of the great demon was his strongest combat skill, and his will was integrated into it.
At this moment, Xiang Yu felt a splitting headache, as if a sharp blade was violently stirring in his mind.
Covering his head heavily with both hands, Xiang Yu roared in pain, and his body rolled violently. Every impact shattered the void, and rolls of star power filled the air in all directions. Especially the blood moon behind him, cracks appeared one after another.
"It hurts the will of martial arts!" Xu Changqing's expression changed slightly, staring at the cracked Xue Yue behind Xiang Yu, and couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Once a practitioner's martial arts will is damaged, he or she may need to recuperate for several years, or at worst, it may be difficult to improve his or her cultivation in the future.
Silently, Ye Feng's figure appeared next to Xiang Yu.
"Oops!"
Xu Changqing's expression changed slightly. Even if he wanted to rescue him at this moment, it was already too late.
Ye Feng raised his eyelids and stared at Xu Changqing, who looked anxious. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a strange smile. He stretched out his hand to clasp Xiang Yu's neck and said, "Xu Changqing, do you still remember Zixuan? Yes."
Yes, do you know Zhao Ling'er? She is your great-granddaughter!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xu Changqing had a look of struggle in his eyes, and there seemed to be many broken pictures passing through his mind.
"Hahaha, you remember, you will definitely remember. Your poor great-granddaughter is still locked up in the bone boat in the no-man's land of Lancheng!"
"ah!!!"
Suddenly, Xu Changqing roared in pain, and the sword in his hand flashed with a dazzling light, "Stop talking nonsense!!!"
"Snapped!"
At the same time, Ye Feng grabbed Xiang Yu's neck and said, "What other methods do you have this time?"
"Buzz!!!"
Just when Ye Feng exerted force with his five fingers, a wave of ripples suddenly spread out.
Ye Feng's expression darkened, and the figure of Xiang Yu, who was held by his neck, blurred and turned into a roll of water, overflowing from between his fingers.
"who?"
Ye Feng was really angry and almost killed Xiang Yu several times, but was stopped every time.
Suddenly turning around, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with golden flames, and a figure wearing a black robe slowly walked out of the void.
The visitor's breath was fresh, his eyes were calm, and he looked at Ye Feng.
"Who are you?"
Ye Feng raised his sword eyebrows, and was surprised that he could not feel the blood surging in the opponent's body. It was as if the person standing in front of him was not a human being, but a puppet without flesh and blood.
"Moon worship!"
"What?"
Ye Feng was shocked and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, "The leader of the Northern Moon Worship Sect?"
"Yes!" The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult nodded lightly and asked, "Do you have the Water Spirit Pearl in your hand?"
"No!"
Ye Feng clenched his fists tightly, and the huge bloody bat wings behind his back flapped violently, whipping up gusts of wind, "Are you friends with Xiang Yu?"
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult shook his head.
"Then why did you save him?"
"Just do it!"
"Okay, very good!" Ye Feng laughed angrily, "I, Ye Feng, really think I'm easy to bully, and anyone would dare to be my enemy."
Turning his eyes, Ye Feng glanced at Xu Changqing, who was standing with a sword in hand and a cold expression, and then looked at Xiang Yu, who was panting and his eyes were full of resentment.
"If I don't die today, I will massacre Shushan, Shaolin, Yue Worship Sect, and your Xiang family in the future!"
"Slaughter the Moon Worship Sect? Please tell me clearly which Moon Worship Sect it is!"
Suddenly, another peaceful voice sounded.
The leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult raised his eyebrows, looked at a lotus blooming in the sky, and immediately smiled, "Hua Lian, long time no see, how are you?"
The lotus flower was huge, blooming and rotating, and a figure slowly stood up.
This person is surprisingly none other than Hualian, the leader of the Southern Moon Worship Sect.
The white lotus is holy, but there are densely packed faces on the lotus leaves, like ghosts, ferocious and terrifying, especially the lotus platform on which Hualian stands is made of countless white bones, with a sinister air.
Lifting her eyelids, Hualian looked at the smiling leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult, without joy or worry, and said calmly, "I came here for the Water Flower Pearl this time, but since you are here too, the Water Flower Pearl is not important.
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"Hualian, you are still so emotional!" The Moon Worshiping Leader showed a hint of disappointment on his face, "Everyone in the world is influenced by emotions, they are ignorant and pitiful!"
"Baiyue, what annoys me the most is your way of doing this!"
Hualian looked soft and enchanting, and her every move was full of nobility, but as soon as he made a move, ghosts in all directions burst into tears, and the endless Yin Qi was like the hell breaking open and tumbling out.
Seeing the fight between Hualian and the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Facing the three little star-level venerables who demonstrated the Tao with their strength, even if he was confident, it would be difficult for him to escape.
Slowly turning his head, Ye Feng looked at the pale Xiang Yu, "Today, you will definitely die!"
"boom!!!"
"Royal!!!"
Xu Changqing threw out the sharp sword in his hand with his backhand.
The sword light was bright, turning into a hundred feet in the air, like a mountain range, and like a silver dragon, stabbing Ye Feng.
However, Ye Feng didn't care, only Xiang Yu was in his eyes.
"You deserve to die!"
Seeing Ye Feng trying to kill himself despite being severely injured, Xiang Yu was angry and frightened, but there was nothing he could do.
"Ye Feng!!!!"
Abruptly!
A loud roar sounded in the distance.
Ye Feng's gaze turned, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Tian Xuanzi was seen holding a chain in his hand, with a ferocious face, pointing at Zhuge Wolong and others, "If you take one step closer to General Xiang, I will kill them!"
Ye Feng froze and stared at Tian Xuanzi, "You make me really angry!"
Facing Ye Feng's golden eyes, Tian Xuanzi felt chills running down his spine, and said bravely: "Let General Xiang leave, otherwise, they will definitely die. Don't even think about saving them, even though I am not as strong as I am.
You. But as long as you dare to get close, I will take action. I don’t believe it. I, the little star-level Venerable, can’t kill anyone in front of you!”
Tian Xuanzi was right. Although his strength was not as good as that of the Venerable who proved the Tao through force, the moment Ye Feng reacted, he was enough to kill Zhuge Wolong and others.
