At this time, Xue Ying's urgent voice suddenly sounded.
Zhao Kun was about to kill Yi Feng with one kick. At this moment, he was slightly stunned as to why Xue Ying had to be careful. However, when Zhao Kun saw Yi Feng's expression, his heart skipped a beat.
At this time, although Yi Feng was covered in blood and his breath was weak, there was a hint of ferocity on his face, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.
"Not good!" Zhao Kun was frightened and subconsciously stepped back, but it was already too late.
Yi Feng suddenly got angry and hit Zhao Kun directly with his kick.
"Wow!" Zhao Kun screamed and jumped up, then curled up and his face turned into a look like pig liver.
"Elder Xue, kill him, kill him!" Zhao Kun covered his lower body with one hand and pointed at Yi Feng. The hatred in his eyes could not be restored. He knew that he would be a useless person from now on.
"Don't worry, I will avenge you!" Xue Ying's face was equally gloomy, his eyes fixed on Yi Feng, "Boy, you surprised me, but you will definitely die today!"
Xue Ying knew that although he had the absolute upper hand in the previous head-on collision, he felt that the opponent's injuries were not too serious, and even the opponent's fall to Zhao Kun's feet was deliberate.
The other party deliberately looked for an opportunity to deal with Zhao Kun, but he realized it later and only noticed it when the other party was violent. However, it was already too late. Zhao Kun was deposed. His grandfather, the elder of the sect's divine realm, Zhao Xuan, would definitely not
If he gave up, he might not be able to escape punishment, which made Xue Ying have endless murderous intentions towards Yi Feng.
"You seem to have said this before. If I were you, I would take Zhao Kun to heal his injuries first. Maybe he would not have any descendants in the future!" Yi Feng raised his eyes and looked at Xue Ying, gently wiping the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.
There were traces of blood, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in the depths of his calm eyes. With Yi Feng's current strength, even if he died, he would still bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh.
Xue Ying's expression changed, and he looked at Zhao Kun, who was still wailing, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
"Elder Xue, my things have been broken into pieces. Please help me kill him. I will eat his flesh and drink his blood!" Zhao Kun shouted miserably.
"Don't worry, I'll kill him right now!" Xue Ying's momentum rose and he no longer hesitated. He turned into a hurricane and rushed towards Yi Feng, "Go to hell!"
"Huh..." Yi Feng knew that this battle was unavoidable, so he took a deep breath, forcibly raised his energy, and faced Xue Ying.
Yi Feng is only at the fifth level of spirit transformation, while Xue Ying has already reached the third level of psychic realm. Moreover, Yi Feng cannot use the power of the God Conferring Tower and the Infinite Art. He can only use ordinary exercises and spiritual skills to fight against Xue Ying.
As soon as they fought, Yi Feng was at an absolute disadvantage. In just a few breaths, Yi Feng suffered several attacks from Xue Ying, and his body flew out again and landed next to Zhao Kun.
At this time, Yi Feng's eyes were tightly closed, his body was covered in blood, and only his chest was still rising slightly.
At this time, the pain in Zhao Kun's lower body had just subsided a little. When he saw Yi Feng flying over again, he hurriedly hid aside.
"Huhu...Zhao Kun, if you want to take revenge personally, it is impossible for him to take action at this moment." Xue Ying panted heavily and said with a blush on his face. Although he only had a few breaths, Xue Ying said
Ying knew that Yi Feng was weird, so he didn't hold back at all this time. He even secretly used a secret method to forcibly increase his cultivation strength, and then seriously injured Yi Feng in a short period of time. Xue Ying had already felt the power in Yi Feng's body.
His injuries, meridians and meridians were injured, his bones were showing signs of cracking, and his body's aura was vague and absent. It could be said that he was on his deathbed.
"Elder Xue, are you telling the truth? He's not pretending, is he?" Zhao Kun's face kept changing, with a trace of fear and concern in his eyes. The other party had deliberately shown weakness before, causing himself to suffer injuries that were difficult to heal.
, although he was extremely resentful of Yi Feng, he also felt jealous.
"Don't worry, if I hadn't spared his life to let you vent your anger, I would have killed him long ago." Xue Ying said swornly, but his face was a little red. He tried his best to seriously injure Yi Feng in a short time, otherwise
If he did, he would lose all his face. After all, he was a strong person in the third level of spiritual transformation, while the other party was just a junior in the fifth level of spiritual transformation. If he could not resolve the battle quickly, it would become a joke.
However, Xue Ying was also extremely shocked by the strength shown by Yi Feng. Although the opponent was not as good as him, he had the strength of the psychic realm. This kind of talent is probably rare in the entire Zhongzhou. Xue Ying doubted
Yi Feng came from a very strong sect, but none of this mattered anymore. No matter how talented the other party was, the only way to survive now was to fall.
While the two were talking, they didn't notice anything strange about Yi Feng. A small piece of wood carving was exposed on his chest, and there seemed to be a mysterious wave in the wood carving that entered Yi Feng's body.
In the depths of Yi Feng's divine sea, earth-shaking changes took place. A middle-aged monk wearing black cassocks with a bald head and no beard appeared.
The middle-aged monk's eyes are deep and bright, as if he contains infinite wisdom, and his body is full of demonic and Buddhist auras. Although he seems kind, if you look closely, he has a gloomy look like the Nine Netherworld.
The figure of the middle-aged monk came to the depths of Yifeng Divine Sea and stood in front of the God-conferring Tower, with a trace of extraordinary light flashing in his eyes.
At this time, the door of the Conferred God Tower was wide open, and a stream of divine power containing the aura of the devil poured out. At the door, a ball of holy golden light blocked the door. Facing the aura of the devil, the golden light did not purify it, but
The fusion of each other gave birth to traces of new power, which entered Yifeng's meridians.
"I didn't expect that besides me, Demon Daozi, there are people who have cultivated the power of Demon Buddha, and it is so pure. This kind of power can really exist between heaven and earth." Demon Daozi's eyes were burning, and he raised his hand, and there was a hint of new birth.
The power of the Demon Buddha was introduced into his hands. Demon Daozi sensed it carefully, and the look in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"The power of the Infinite Holy Buddha, the magic power of the Nine Transformations, the two most good and evil powers actually exist in the young man's body. I'm afraid this person's identity is extraordinary. Being able to choose such a person to inherit from me can be regarded as an end to my legacy.
My wish is fulfilled." Mo Daozi showed a complex and emotional expression on his face, his body trembled slightly and turned into a ray of blue light flying towards the door of the God-Selfing Tower.
As soon as Qingguang came to the door, it was like a catalyst, making the magic and Buddha's power boil. The integration speed of the two powers suddenly accelerated, and powerful waves of magic and Buddha's power were continuously born. This power made Yi Feng's
The meridians, like a dry river bed meeting a clear spring, were not only recovering rapidly, but also becoming stronger and stronger. The weak aura in Yi Feng's body also began to increase sharply.
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After hearing Xue Ying's repeated assurances, Zhao Kun finally felt relieved and strode up to Yi Feng, the ferocious look on his face showing again.
"Boy, aren't you crazy? Give me another kick if you can! Let's see if I don't kill you..." Xue Ying said proudly as he raised his foot and was about to step on Yi Feng's face.