The Chaos Bead seemed to have heard the shouts of its master, and the majestic energy, like a surging river, ran straight through Yang Feng's body.

"Roc spreads its wings!"

"Desperate Tempest!"

"Nightfall!"

The three powerhouses at the peak of the dragon burst out with their own magical powers, and the surrounding environment unfolded in an extremely terrifying darkness and a violent hurricane in an instant.

Under the attack of the three types of supernatural powers, Yang Feng retreated wildly, flew out of the main hall, reached a distance of thousands of meters, and finally landed on the ground, holding a sword in one hand and kneeling on one knee.

Cold sweat kept running down his back, soaking through his scarlet clothes.

These three people, after all, are still the powerhouses of the peak of the dragon, and they are very close to the realm of the Tribulation.

Even if Yang Feng obtained the huge energy of the Chaos Bead, his strength was only the innate peak.

"Tell me, how exactly did you absorb the essence of this pool of blood?"

At this time, the night elf old-timer stepped out of the air and quickly came to Yang Feng's face, his eyes looking down, as if looking at an ant.

No matter how strong an ant is, it's still an ant.

"If I don't die today, I will let the Night Clan perish one day!"

Yang Feng raised his head, his eyes were full of scarlet color, and his whole body was clouded with the aura of killing.

If he is still in the state of becoming a demon, coupled with the Chaos Bead, coupled with the evil magic power of Buddhism, he can still fight with them.

"I don't know what to do!" The old man of the night elf, his eyelids jumped suddenly, and when he saw the eyes of this human race, his heart was actually a little inexplicably panicked, and he immediately burst out with a palm, comparable to a ten-meter-large aura palm.

From the top of Yang Feng's head, it was suppressed.

"Boom!"

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and thick smoke billowed out.

All the races who rushed to the scene watched this scene, and this human race was still too presumptuous, and it was finally wiped out.

"He was the only hope for the rise of the Terrans, and that hope is shattered today. ”

Qingling shook her head, some sighs, some regrets, but this human race saved her life.

"He is called the savior of the human race by the devil, how can he fall so easily?"

Qing Yitong's eyes were red, and her heart twitched a little.

Shout!

At this moment, a beam of fire rose into the sky.

"Monstrous Flames—"

As Yang Feng pinched the mantra, a pair of ten-zhang long wings bloomed behind him, burning with flames, and his whole body was entangled in flames.

His speed, to the extreme.

Suddenly, from the sky, he rushed down, his fists clenched, and black light flickered between his fingers.

"Aren't you dead? This human race is really fateful. ”

The old-timers of the night elves frowned when they saw Yang Feng rising into the sky, a little puzzled and curious.

However, when he sensed a sense of crisis.

Yang Feng!

It has come to him.

A fist, striking him hard in the chest.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the pair of wings behind Yang Feng wrapped up the night elf seniors and burned them wantonly.

Flames, brilliant and trembling!

"Ahh

In the end, the Night Elf veteran was knocked out of the air, like a kite with a broken string, and fell straight out of a hundred meters, falling to the ground, twitching slightly.

The whole body was burned to a charred black.

Hit!

After Yang Feng glanced at it, he felt a little palpitations in his heart, this Nima was not dead, and the vitality of the peak of the dragon was really strong.

After thinking about it, there are still two remaining powerhouses at the peak of the dragon.

There's no way he'll use it twice!

The races in the audience saw that the old-timers of the Night Elves were hit hard and knocked away, and they were all dumbfounded, and their faces were dull, as if they had been struck by lightning.

Very horrified!

Yes, a mere Terran actually hit the old-timers of the Night Elves hard.

Maybe in a few years, this human race will be able to deal with the ancestor of the Night Clan!

"What?" Huang Tiancheng was still sneering at Yang Feng's death, but the next second he slapped his face alive.

"Are you two still on it?" Yang Feng descended slowly, his scarlet clothes dancing wildly, like a raging fire, and a pair of flaming wings did not make any movement.

Don't look at him so calm, in fact, he is panicked in his heart.

Two powerhouses at the peak of the dragon, as long as there is enough time, he will still be defeated.

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent, and no one looked down on this young man of the human race.

He's just too strong!

Even the two masters of the Night Elves' dragon transformation peak had their faces changed drastically, and their eyes were full of unpredictable light.

"Terran youth, don't think that we night clans are easy to bully! I, the Yellow Night Owl, are actually greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Another master at the peak of the dragon transformation stepped into the air, and with a suffrage, he took out a silver spear of about two meters from the space bag, which was sharp and full of coldness.

"Killer Gun!"

The Yellow Night Owl shouted violently, waved a spear in his hand, and his body turned into an afterimage in the distance, like a beam of light, rushing in front of Yang Feng.

With a shake of the big hand, the spear made a "buzzing" sound.

The sharp spear head seemed to pierce the void and hit Yang Feng's eyebrows.

"Flame Sword!"

Yang Feng quickly retreated, summoned the fiery red sword in his hand, and suddenly raised it to resist the spear's attack.

"Dang!"

Seeing this scene, Huang Yexiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but spit out, "You... Who are you!"

As soon as the words fell, the hearts of the people around him began to tremble, and a pair of eyes looked towards the ring on Yang Feng's finger.

That's right, it's a space ring!

This is a peerless treasure!

"Get out!" Yang Feng struggled to resist, his arm shook violently, knocking his spear back, and once again swung an extremely long sword ray.

In an instant, it pierced the sky and formed a huge flame sword, which was as big as ten zhang!

The Yellow Night Owl suppressed the horror in his heart, retreated again and again, and swung his spear again to resist the huge sword.

"Boom!"

He broke off again a hundred meters, and some scars faintly appeared on the surface of his skin.

"It's actually the legendary space ring, I will take this thing today!" At this time, an old man of the demon clan slowly came to the battlefield in the air, with a pair of cloudy eyes, full of greed.

Desire, like a rolling stone in a high mountain, once it starts, it can never be stopped!

The old-timers of many races faintly moved, looking at the space ring, they were also greedy.

"Everyone, I'm the predecessor of the Night Elves, I don't want this space ring, but this Terran youth, we Night Clan, must be beheaded personally!" The corners of the Yellow Night Stalk's lips outlined a hint of conspiracy.

"Hehe, that's fine. At this moment, an old man of the Blood Clan, with a rich dark blood aura around him, stepped into the air step by step.

Immediately afterwards, one by one, the old-timers of the race stood up one after another.

"I'm also going, this space ring is a peerless treasure for thousands of years. At this time, an old man of the Celestial Race frowned, and finally raised his head....... Take a look at the latest chapter of the "Urban Super Full-time System Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.