Ye Fei activated the Demon King Sutra, and a dark golden luster instantly appeared on his body. The War Demon Golden Body appeared, and Ye Fei's defense power immediately reached the limit of the martial arts realm.
Boom boom boom!
Countless bloody palm prints were slapped crazily on Ye Fei's body. Each palm was enough to turn an ordinary sixth-level martial artist into a pulp, but the slap on Ye Fei's body had no effect at all.
Just imagine, even Li Xiaotian, a martial arts master, was attacked by Ye Fei with his War Demon Golden Body, not to mention that the prince Zhao Ji was only at the tenth level of martial arts. Unless he had an attack power that exceeded the martial arts realm, otherwise
Don’t even think about breaking Ye Fei’s golden body of war demon!
"No, it can't be true. What kind of skills are you practicing this rubbish that can actually resist the earth-level blood demon skills! I don't believe it, I don't accept it!"
"Suffer death, bloody devil's hand!"
Seeing that the bloody palm print could not hurt Ye Fei, Zhao Ji almost went crazy with jealousy. Such a skill should belong to a high-ranking prince like him. Why can a lowly servant disciple have such a skill?
His stronger skills.
Unbearable!
The ruthless Zhao Ji immediately pushed the Blood Demon Technique to the limit, and the blood mist that filled the sky gathered in his palms with Zhao Ji's movements, and finally turned into a bloody ghost-faced skeleton, grinning ferociously, and was beaten out by Zhao Ji.
"It's really the blood devil's hand! Ye Fei, be careful..." Zhao Yu couldn't help but exclaimed.
According to royal records, after the Blood Demon Kung Fu is perfected, the most terrifying Blood Devil Kung Fu can be formed. However, it is extremely difficult to perfect the Blood Demon Kung Fu. Even Zhao Qianjun did not achieve the Blood Demon Kung Fu until he reached the level of Wuzong. And Zhao Ji
, actually reached great success in the martial arts realm.
Ye Fei also had to admit that Zhao Ji's talent in practicing evil skills was truly evil. If he had better luck and obtained the inheritance of the Sword King, then Zhao Ji would most likely become a new generation of evil spirits.
Sword King!
"It's a pity that you met me! No matter if you are a prince or a demon, if you offend my relatives and friends, you will be killed no matter how far away you are! Swallow the sword intent and crush it to me!"
Ye Fei strode forward, and finally pulled out the Soul-Eating Sword ten steps away from Zhao Ji. The terrifying sword intent rose into the sky.
Then, a bright sword light, carrying Ye Fei's anger and murderous intent, shattered the void, forcibly creating a small black hole, and swallowed it towards Zhao Ji's blood devil's hand.
"What!"
Zhao Ji was almost stunned. Sword Intent, this was actually the real Sword Intent! Compared with Sword Intent, his blood devil hand was as fragile as paper, and was swallowed up completely in an instant.
Then Zhao Ji felt a pain in his chest.
The soul-eating sword pierced his shoulder in an instant. The huge force suppressed him.
"Still not kneeling down!"
Ye Fei did not kill Zhao Ji with a single sword, but after seeing the inextricable old master of the palace fighting in the sky, his heart moved and he had a better idea.
Zhao Ji couldn't resist at all. When his shoulder was already pierced by the Soul-Eating Sword, he couldn't help but kneel down, waiting for him to react.
The dignified prince had been forced to kneel in front of Ye Fei, at the feet of the handyman disciple who Zhao Ji looked down upon the most.
Shame, great shame!
Your majestic prince, have you ever suffered such humiliation!
The humiliation made Zhao Ji roar like a beast: "Hoo, pariah, how dare you hurt this prince, and how dare you let me kneel down to you, a pariah!"
"It doesn't matter if you kneel down. Aren't you superior? Now, I'll let you taste the feeling of being humiliated by the servant you look down on the most!"
After saying that, Ye Fei slapped Zhao Ji hard on the face, causing Zhao Ji's blood to fly with his teeth, and he fell to the ground. Before he could activate the Blood Demon Kung Fu to continue resisting, Ye Fei's feet
, has already stepped heavily on half of Zhao Ji's face.
Zhao Ji's face turned the color of pig's liver after being stepped on, and then turned green, as if he saw countless people laughing at him and humiliating him from a distance.
The strong anger and resentment made Zhao Ji spurt blood. Ye Fei also stepped on Zhao Ji's face with his foot, not giving him a chance to resist.
Afterwards, Ye Fei raised his head and looked at the sky, shouting loudly: "Old eunuch, the prince has been captured by me. I don't want anything to happen to your master. From now on, you are not allowed to fight back in the battle with the palace master!"
"What, the prince was caught and trampled under someone's feet. How dare you humiliate the prince like this? Boy, we think you are looking for death!"
When Eunuch Zhang saw the miserable state of the prince, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He didn't understand. Could this prince be a pig? The tenth level martial artist was defeated by the sixth level martial artist, and he was defeated in such an embarrassing manner.
Of course, if Eunuch Zhang knew that Ye Fei had killed even the masters of the first level of Wuzong, he would not think that the prince's defeat was too tragic, but should be grateful that Ye Fei had not killed the prince yet.
"Prince, our family is here to rescue you!"
Eunuch Zhang can no longer continue to quarrel with the old master of the palace. The prince is the crown prince of a country after all. If something happens to the prince, Eunuch Zhang cannot bear this responsibility.
"Ah, Eunuch Zhang, save me and kill this untouchable for me. I will kill all nine of his tribes!" Zhao Ji was furious and furious. His whole face was distorted and deformed by Ye Fei's step. This was the biggest pain that he could never wash away in his life.
shame.
Ye Fei's eyes turned cold when he saw that Zhao Ji was still unrepentant. He suddenly thrust the soul-eating sword into the prince's shoulder with all his strength.
Click!
Zhao Ji's shoulder bone was directly broken by Ye Fei's sword, and an arm of Prince Zhao Ji flew out with him!
The severe pain made Zhao Ji's whole body twitch in pain.
Ye Fei's cruelty also shocked everyone present. Before Eunuch Zhang came down, he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then he became completely furious.
"Boy, our family will tear you into pieces!"
Terrifying murderous intent shrouded all directions. It was the raging anger belonging to a half-step martial arts master. Such anger was enough to burn Black Rock City to the ground.
Everyone in Black Rock City was shocked. Many weak warriors were lying on the ground vomiting blood just by feeling the terrifying momentum of Eunuch Zhang.
However, Ye Fei was not afraid. With a slight shake of the Soul-Eating Sword, he had pierced Zhao Ji's other arm and said fiercely: "Old eunuch, you dare to take a step closer and try! Palace Master, if you don't take action yet, if this old eunuch
If you dare to fight back, I will cut off the prince's hand too!"
"puff!"
Hearing Ye Fei's cruel and shameless threat, Prince Zhao Ji was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, turning the ground red.
Eunuch Zhang was also so angry that he was shaking all over. Linkong pointed at Ye Fei, unable to say anything in anger.
"Daughter, my father has avenged you. Eunuch Zhang, please die!" The old palace master's eyes erupted with two terrifying rays of blood.
After being reminded by Ye Fei, his eyes were blood red, almost crazy, and he rushed towards Eunuch Zhang again.
"Old man Zeng Fan, how dare you hurt our family?"
Eunuch Zhang also subconsciously wanted to fight back. Ye Fei's voice came to his ears: "Old eunuch, if you dare to fight back, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Click!
Ye Fei raised his sword and lowered it, already cutting off Zhao Ji's other hand. Zhao Ji was so painful that he fainted on the spot. He howled bitterly and miserably: "Eunuch Zhang, don't fight back. Help, hurry up and save this prince!"
puff!
Eunuch Zhang sprayed blood in the sky, but this time he was not angry, but the old palace master took advantage of his daze and severely injured him with a palm, which almost shattered half of Eunuch Zhang's bones.
"Haha, feel happy! Eunuch Zhang, let's put an end to the grudge between you and me today!" The old master roared loudly, feeling indescribably happy in his heart.
He had never experienced such a comfortable battle. His old opponent did not dare to fight back. As long as he kept attacking, he could beat his once feared old opponent to death like a sandbag!
If you don’t take action now, then when will you wait!
The old palace master immediately decided to kill him and fight the old eunuch to the death!
Ye Fei also cooperated and placed the Soul-Eating Sword next to Zhao Ji's leg again and gestured: "Old eunuch, you'd better take it easy. You know the consequences of fighting back!" (To be continued)