Chapter 253 Running
Ye Feng's fist and Luo Yuan's knife are both on a fierce and domineering road, and they pay attention to the momentum of a bloody battle of eight thousand miles.
In the dragon's roar, Ye Feng's fist became more and brighter. The golden fist turned into a ferocious dragon's head and opened its mouth. It seemed that even this world could be swallowed, making people involuntarily sound the legendary glutton who could swallow heaven and earth.
Long Sheng's nine sons are different, and Ye Feng's fist means a little gluttony.
Luo Yuan's knife is fierce and domineering, and the colorful knife is unusually gorgeous. Five different colors compete with each other, and gradually condenses into blood red in the rapid transformation.
After all, the person who came back from the battlefield was full of evil spirit. Needless to say, the violent energy raged in the air, crackling and bursting.
"I can't avoid it."
Seeing that Ye Feng didn't want to avoid this blow at all, Luo Yuan's eyes condensed and quietly left a thought, unexpectedly regaining one percent of his strength at this moment.
But at the moment when this power was withdrawn, Luo Yuan suddenly noticed the flashing joke in Ye Feng's eyes.
"It's not good!"
This idea had just crossed his mind, and Luo Yuan's knifemang smashed Ye Feng's fist under the gaze of countless people around him.
Two fists instead of wrists.
Luo Yuan, who was shocked, didn't even have time to figure out what had happened, and waves of anti-shock forces came.
The ferocious dragon head roared and opened its big mouth and bit Luo Yuan's knife light. The devastating fluctuation came from the tip of the knife, and Luo Yuan's face turned pale.
"It's really unreasonable to dare to catch my knife with your fist."
Shake Luo Yuan's knife with his body, which is already an unbearable humiliation for Luo Yuan.
"I don't believe that I can't stop your hand."
The cold light in Luo Yuan's eyes, which was fierce in his heart, flashed crazily, and he suddenly shouted. At the same time, a palpitating and trembling true air fluctuation came from himself.
The strong evil spirit swept over the world, and you will faintly find that Luo Yuan's eyes have turned red. The terrible true qi fluctuated one after another, and Luo Yuan's power is getting stronger and stronger.
All the spectators opened their mouths slightly at this moment, looking at Luo Yuan's knife eyes with a deep shock and incredible look.
I saw that the five-color light that was still faintly visible disintegrated at this moment, and was replaced by a blood-colored light that made people feel shocked.
The bloody light exudes a strong evil spirit that makes people uneasy, as if the endless fierce ghost on the battlefield is roaring unwillingness and resentful.
In the blink of an eye, the bloody light completely covered Ye Feng's golden fist, and the dragon's head, which was biting the blade, actually made a sound, as if it had been splashed on his body by sulfuric acid.
"Break it!"
In the roar, Luo Yuan's forehead blue veins appeared, and his arms suddenly exerted strength.
click!
The clear sound seemed to involve the minds of countless people. At this moment, there was a chill in the hearts of the people present, and some people even showed their unbearable color, as if they had seen Ye Feng's sad end.
Small cracks appeared on the dragon's head biting the blade, and the bloody blade became more and more fierce. Everyone could see that the destruction of the dragon's head was only a moment later.
Ye Feng won't support it for long!
Everyone made such a judgment for Ye Feng, and the facts also proved that their judgment was not wrong.
In just two breaths, the dragon head melted by Ye Feng's fist suddenly collapsed into countless fragments and scattered in the air, like a drizzle, and disappeared for a moment.
Including Luo Yuan, no one noticed that these blades that seemed to have dissipated into the air have integrated into the earth. The so-called rain is silent, which is about so much.
With the broken fist, Luo Yuan's expression became more and more excited, and Ye Feng's fist was finally exposed to his vision.
How can Luo Yuan, who is sick and kill you, miss such a good opportunity? In the low roar, the cold light flashed in Luo Yuan's eyes, which was even more horrible.
Keng!
The sound of gold and iron was deafening, which shocked the people present to cover their ears and look at the scene with a strong look of horror.
The bloody knife was like a broken bamboo, and there was no hindrance to split on Ye Feng's right fist.
But after the split, not only those who watched the battle, but also Luo Yuan himself was completely stunned, and his cold eyes were full of incredible look.
It's okay!
Ye Feng's fist is fine.
Don't say it's bleeding, it doesn't even leave a scar.
The scattered bloody knife turned into a stream of violent energy. Fortunately, it has been cleared in advance, otherwise I don't know what kind of death or injury it will cause.
Looking at Ye Feng's fist, Luo Yuan's mouth was wide open and his face was dull.
It should not be said to be unharmed. At least Luo Yuan's knife still left a shallow mark on it, but this trace will soon disappear.
It's like scratching the back of your hand with your finger can naturally leave a trace, but this trace is not an injury.
Ye Feng, who withdrew his fist, blew and grinned, as if there was a little pain. Then his hands drooped and quietly looked at Luo Yuan, who had fallen into sluggishness not far away.
"Impossible~~Impossible~~~"
Luo Yuan, who was completely confused, muttered that there was only one idea. Although he did not do his best, 80% of his strength was still indispensable.
80% of the strength can't break Ye Feng's fist. How can you make Luo Yuan believe this shocking thing?
"No~~ Impossible, I will never believe it."
In the crazy roar, Luo Yuan's red eyes stared at Ye Feng, who couldn't wait to tear Ye Feng.
"Let's see how I can break your golden body."
No matter how stupid he is, Luo Yuan has also understood that Ye Feng must have practiced an extremely profound body refining skill, otherwise how can his body alone be so strong?
Yes, it must be so.
Luo Yuan, who is almost self-hypnotic, dares not think of another possibility at all - Ye Feng's body itself is so strong.
If this may be true, then it's better to slap your buttocks directly.
Eight successes can't break the other party's body. Even if you can break it with all your strength, the other party is not a fool. How can you stand there and let you cut it?
At this time, Luo Yuan can only pray that it is the first possibility.
"Domineering Jedi!"
In the roar, Luo Yuan was like an injured beast. His red eyes were murderous, and he was defeated by the disciples of Tianmen in public. Luo Yuan could not afford to lose that person.
Boom!
Luo Yuan held a long knife high, and suddenly heard a whine in the void. Countless fierce vigor roared at the long knives that gathered towards Luo Yuan, and the chill filled the void. This time, not only the people around, but also these Wanxing disciples who came with Luo Yuan retreated repeatedly.
It seems that they are well aware of the power of this move.
After a moment of the strong wind roaring, the long knife in Luo Yuan's hand suddenly made an earth-shaking sound.
In the sound of the knife, the knife body trembled violently and seemed to be extremely painful.
buzz!
In full view of the public, people saw a huge dark red knife suddenly burst out from the long knife held high in Luo Yuan's hand.
It's a knife, not a knife,
The seal on the knife is engraved with complicated and difficult lines, which are exactly the same as those looming lines on Luo Yuan's long knife.
A huge knife, which is seven or eight times bigger than a long knife, flashes crazily in the sky, and the huge knife exudes a sense of destruction, revealing a bit of bloodthirsty desire.
Such a domineering knife made the eyes of those who watched the battle around him jump sharply and asked themselves. Under this move, most of them were waiting to die.
In the position of horror, people were stunned to find that Luo Yuan's breath was rapidly weakening. In the end, Luo Yuan's face was pale, and even his arms holding the knife were trembling.
Puff!
The bright red blood spewed out of his mouth. Luo Yuan's body was soft. He let go of his hands holding the knife, his body trembled, and the true qi in his body was almost exhausted.
It seems that this is just a loss of strength.
Luo Yuan, who sat on the ground, looked at Ye Feng with a ferocious look, with pleasure on his face, as if this move had made Ye Feng's ending doomed.
"This time, I'll see how you die."
The cold voice of Luo Yuan, who gasped and gasped, echoed like a cold wind in the air, which made people frightening and farts.
In fact, Luo Yuan has enough self-confidence. This move is one of his unique skills at the bottom of the box. Countless masters died under this move, and several times this move saved his life in a desperate situation.
buzz!
As Luo Yuan's voice landed, the knife in the void suddenly flashed, and then a tall and burly shadow came out of the knife and held the handle of the knife.
This virtual shadow obviously has its own spirituality. Unexpectedly, he looked at Luo Yuan at this moment and frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Luo Yuan's situation.
Then, the virtual shadow withdrew its eyes and looked at Ye Feng, whose hands were still drooping in the field, and the knife was slowly raised.
It was just a lift, which caused a strong wind in the field, and the roaring wind directly blew Luo Yuan into the hands of those brothers.
"Run!"
Suddenly, a voice of anxiety came from Luo Yuan's ear.
Luo Yuan was stunned and suddenly reacted the next moment. He grabbed his companion's collar and whispered in his companion's ear.
Several disciples of Wanxing Sect changed their faces. With Luo Yuan on their back, they ran out without looking back and did not dare to stay at all.
When the onlookers suddenly saw this scene, they felt that their heads could not turn around and didn't know what was going on.
"Are you going to run?" Ye Feng, who had been standing on the scene, looked at Luo Yuan, who left quickly, and a trace of ridiculity appeared on his face, "Your sword spirit is loyal to your master."
No one saw Ye Feng's movements. When everyone reacted, the huge virtual shadow and knives in the sky were like spring snow exposed to the sun in early spring, and disappeared after a moment.
There was a sound of ping-pong, and the long knife broke into hundreds of pieces and lay quietly on the street.
Ye Feng, dressed in a green shirt, came out of the crowd and did not mean to catch up with Luo Yuan.