C382 Is in or out
C382 Is in or out
Is this even human strength?
How could a mere Innate Sixth Level possess such powerful strength?
Could it be that this brat in front of him is a genuine Martial Cultivator cultivator?
The shock that surged in his heart caused him to not dare to act blindly without thinking.
"Didn't you want to come again? Are you coming or not? " Ye Feng asked casually, but before the young Martial Cultivator could react, his body shot out like an arrow that had left the bow, the short iron rod in his hand releasing a strong gale.
The wind howled and the mountain mist swayed.
The rod strike that Ye Feng had displayed, contained a lot more power than the two previous attacks. With the swing of the rod, the young Martial Cultivator turned pale and retreated like a frightened rabbit.
He knew that with his own strength, he wouldn't be able to block this attack no matter what.
Originally … So it turned out that when he was fighting him earlier, this Ye surnamed kid didn't use his full strength at all.
His strength, which he had always been proud of, was not worth mentioning in front of the other party.
In that moment, an indescribable feeling of loss surged up in the young Martial Cultivator. The gaze he used to look at Ye Feng was no longer the same as before when he looked down on him.
Luckily, this guy was going to be a dead man soon. As long as he could last until that guy came, with the deep hatred they had, he definitely wouldn't let Ye Xiao live. Without this monster, his own physical strength would still be able to dominate all the Innate Martial Cultivator in terms of strength.
With this thought, he quickly retreated, trying to dodge Ye Feng's attack and continue stalling for time.
However, he forgot one thing.
If this was a vast expanse of space, he might still be able to continue fighting with Ye Feng, but at this moment, both sides were within the extremely small Magic Formation's Iron Curtain, greatly restricting their movements, so how could they rely on escaping to delay it?
After just a single breath, the young Martial Cultivator had noticed this point, because he was already leaning against the iron curtain and there was no more space behind him.
"Manager Xuan, let go of the Magic Formation and let me out."
Seeing the extremely fierce iron rod striking towards him, the young Martial Cultivator panicked. He turned his head slightly and shouted at the gray-robed horse-faced people, who were maintaining the Magic Formation.
But when he realized that the Magic Formation was almost soundproof, and that the people outside the young Martial Cultivator might not be able to hear him clearly, and secondly, that Ye Feng was extremely close to him, when he opened the Magic Formation, how could Jiang Ye Feng be trapped?
A Hidden Dragon rises from the Abyss was not something they could control.
So even though the young Martial Cultivator was shouting until he was hoarse, the Magic Formation Iron Curtain did not show any signs of letting go. Looking at its movements, the middle-aged man dressed in grey outside cast it even faster.
"Damn it, Xuanyi Shan, don't let me out." The young Martial Cultivator cursed in pain.
Ye Feng originally wanted to save some energy, but when the array masters outside opened up the iron curtain to let the young Martial Cultivator out, he suddenly made a move with ease, he did not expect that the grey robed middle aged man would abandon his comrades.
But that was nothing, the array formation was not unbreakable, after killing the young Martial Cultivator, he could still break it.
It would only take a little time.
Separated by the red Light Curtain, Ye Feng looked over to see that the middle aged man in grey was sweating profusely and looking nervous. Aside from waving the blood-colored battle flag, he also took out a round copper mirror like item and kept adjusting his footwork.
At this time, the young Martial Cultivator had already been forced by Ye Feng to stick close to the iron curtain.
"Who colluded with the heavens and earth to let you deal with me? And then where was the place where you the heavens and earth gathered in the Western Tang Dynasty? If you say it out loud, I can consider giving you a quick death. " Looking at the retreating young Martial Cultivator, Ye Feng asked indifferently.
The killing intent in his words had already been completely revealed.
The Heaven and Earth Assassin Group had tried to deal with him multiple times, especially when he was at the Raging Flame Earth Valley, that innate expert with the bow had almost driven him to the edge of desperation. If the mysterious Round Table had not opened up the storage space, he would have already been burnt to ashes by the Innate Fire Spirit. This grudge had to be avenged, Ye Feng was never a "buddhist" youth.
The reason he did not take the initiative to look for trouble with the heavens and earth was because Ye Feng knew that he was not strong enough.
"I will not tell you any secrets about the organization and will not reveal who paid for it. However, if you let me go, I can give you a hint …" The young Martial Cultivator said in a dejected manner. He no longer had the spirit that he had before.
"Oh? Actually, even without you saying anything, I already know that it's Tia Family! " Ye Feng shook his head, a look of ridicule flashed past his face, and he walked to the side of the young Martial Cultivator, "I will not let you leave this place alive, just give up on this idea."
"Then, I'll fight it out with you!"
The young Martial Cultivator's expression suddenly became stern, and his eyes instantly became extremely sharp. His right foot pressed on the ground, and his body jumped up like a shark, the pitch-black eyebrow stick in his hand flashed with a dazzling Thunder Light, and the surroundings flashed with electric arcs. In an instant, he turned the longstaff into a windmill, and wherever he went, Thunder Arc s moved about, causing crackling and popping sounds to ring out.
Everything was displayed as weakness that confused Ye Feng.
The sudden attack from this person carried an astonishing amount of power. Not only was it powerful, it also contained a powerful thunder attribute.
Ye Feng did not panic, his figure retreating in a hurry, when the spinning rod was about to reach him, the short iron rod suddenly struck out, the momentum of the Qi Mei rod was blocked, and the speed inevitably slowed down.
However, a trace of pride flashed through the eyes of the young Martial Cultivator.
With the strength that Ye Feng displayed earlier, blocking a strike with the rod was not difficult at all.
The lightning attribute was the key that the young Martial Cultivator looked forward to.
If Ye Feng used his movement technique to dodge, then there was nothing to say, he would not be able to use his following moves. Facing Ye Feng who could only sit still and wait for death, but now this reckless brat actually used the weapon in his hand to block.
Just as he had thought, the power of thunder erupted as a thick electric current shot towards Ye Feng like a python along with the short iron rod.
At such a close distance, he simply could not dodge at all. In the blink of an eye, all of the purple lightning snakes had entered Ye Feng's body.
Once one was struck by a powerful current of thunder, their entire body would be instantly numbed. In a battle between masters, this sort of numbness was fatal.
"Haha, boy, you've been tricked …"
A series of loud laughter filled with ill intentions rang across the air. The young Martial Cultivator raised his staff high up in the air and ferociously swung it downwards.
"I'll make your head explode."