Chapter 10 Playing with the Enemy

At this time, Ye Feng smiled confidently and raised his strength. He took the falling cone, and a few gloomy smells appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Due to the reason of leaving the cone, Yan naturally found Ye Feng, which appeared beside him in an instant. With a gloomy expression, Yan naturally roared, "It's really dangerous. I actually plotted to sneak up on my master. I won't let you go today."

After shaking the cone casually, Ye Feng sneered and said, "Dangerous? Didn't I learn from you? This separation cone is good, but it has provoked me, and it only needs to be destroyed.

His eyes were shocked, and Yan naturally said angrily, "Ye Feng, don't mess with me. Don't mess with the weapons."

With cold eyes, Ye Feng asked, "Do you think you are qualified to bargain with me with you as a person?" For the sake of Bitong, I will personally kill all the enemies around me who want to kill the people around me. Today, I just pay a little interest.

With a crooked finger, the cone wailed. In this finger, Ye Feng has a lot of heavenly power. Therefore, the cone flashed randomly, all the cone body, vibrating, and the cone spirit inside howled.

Hearing the sound of anger, Yan naturally roared wildly, and his body was instantly in the fourth place. He put a defensive prohibition around Ye Feng. At the same time, with his own strong magic, he made a shocking blow, trying to hit him hard.

With a indifferent smile, Ye Feng said gloomically, "Aren't you afraid of the after death?"

The evil look and lonely atmosphere make Yan naturally shocked and angry, but he can't resist.

Unable to figure out Ye Feng's psychology, Yan naturally dared not attack for the sake of caution, but firmly locked him in the center of the boundary.

With a quarrelsome smile, Ye Feng didn't care and continued to move the Kunwu sword in his hand to make it wail and comfort Yan's heartstrings.

In his eyes, Yan was naturally very angry, but he could only calm down and asked with a distorted expression, "What on earth do you want? Now that you are here, you have the guts to fight with me. How did you become a shrinking turtle? Come on, make a move, let's see who dies today.

Unmoved, Ye Feng looked at the sky and said indifferently, "What are you in a hurry? Don't be busy. It's still early before it's dark. Huangquanmen and Kunlun faction don't do anything. Only we fight. Let's take a break for a while first, so that you won't be convinced when you lose, and you have to work hard to find excuses to expose it. How troublesome it is.

Ye Feng's personality has become a little unpredictable. No one can imagine that he is not in a hurry at this moment, and he plays Yan naturally.

Understanding what he meant, Yan naturally said angrily, "Ye Feng, you are cruel enough. Such an insidious move can be used."

With a evil smile, Ye Feng nodded and said, "I'm flattered. Compared with you, I'm really a little witch."

With a burst of shouting, Yan naturally said that he was angry and anxious, and he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Wei Youming on the ground suddenly whispered to him and whispered a few words to him. Yan naturally frowned and said to Ye Feng, "Since you have kung fu and slowly consume it, then you can consume it. Now, I don't want to accompany you to blow the east wind here. I'll go back and comfort Bitong, who makes you miss you so much.

After saying that, Yan naturally smiled, and his body shook away and fell back to the ground.

The peaceful expression suddenly became cold, and Ye Feng roared and chased after him. Of course, it was clear that Yan naturally provoked himself, but when he thought of Bitong, his lonely heart was difficult to be peaceful. When he came to the ground, Ye Feng looked around. Many masters of Huangquanmen were looking at himself coldly.

Stopping still, Ye Feng and the other party are three feet apart, the sword above his head, swirling and floating, layer by layer of heavenly power, quietly surrounding him. He bowed his head and glanced at the separation cone in his hand. Ye Feng said coldly, "Yan natural, since you want to return to this cone, let's exchange it. Give me Bitong, and I'll return this cone back to you. What's wrong?"

With a cold smile, Yan naturally said, "You think it's simple. At this moment, you are on my territory of Huangquanmen. Do you still have a chance to talk to me about the conditions? I just need to take you down. At that time, everything will be mine.

His eyes were cold, and Ye Feng looked at him coldly like a knife, forcing him to flash his eyes and dare not look at him.

"Since you don't think it's necessary, don't regret it." With a wave of his right hand, the sword spirit was in the air, and the Kunwu sword took action. Ye Feng took a strong blow with the power of Kunwu's sword.

The sudden attack shocked Yan naturally and was vigilant.

However, Ye Feng took advantage of this short opportunity to invade the power of heaven and began to invade the human cone, crazily devouring its power.

When Yan naturally noticed that Ye Feng's hand was separated from the cone, it began to be caused by magic. In an instant, it turned into a dark red color. Suddenly, he felt bad. From a speed, he flashed and changed into a series of figures. In a dense way, he hugged Ye Feng outside. Between his hands, the purple light was like electricity, forming a purple crystal ball, violently facing Central squeeze.

Sensing the power of devouring, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with blood, and the Kunwu sword in his hand was in the air. With strong strength, the imperial envoy Kunwu sword launched an attack, but the body reversed. At the same time, he performed magic skills, forming a dark wind pillar, devouring all the power around him.

From the outside, I saw that the cone was as red as blood, with hidden power, coiled above the dark wind pillar.

At this moment, above Yan's natural head, there is also a black light cloud, attached to the dark beam of light, forming a dark purple boundary, which has been rotating and flying, giving people a vibrating power.

Later, Kunwu's sword suddenly lit up, and a shocking blood flame breaking through the wall, with a shocking spirit, went straight to the top of his head, which made him dodge cleverly, but the ground left a crack, extending to dozens of feet away, the edge of the deep black hole.

Avoiding a sword, Yan naturally flashed, more than a few feet away, and now appeared in front of Ye Feng. Looking at the empty thing in his hand, Yan naturally was extremely angry and roared wildly, "Where's the cone? What did you do with it? Tell me."

Looking at Yan nature coldly, Ye Feng's right hand was loose with five fingers and a faint light. Now the palm of his hand is flashing with fragile brilliance.

"The cone has been destroyed, and what you see now is the cone spirit in the cone. Guess what I will do?"

Seeing this, Yan naturally was so angry that he roared and buckled his hands. His body was full of anger. The black clouds burst out with the flames, forming a black cloud of light behind him, which was stretching out crazily.

When his mind changed, Ye Feng retreated three feet. He waved Kunwu's sword in his hand. When the sky hit, the dragon roared, and the ancient dragon spirit flashed, swallowing clouds and spitting fog in the sky, roaring at Yan Nature.