Ye Feng's fingers lightly grasped the void, and the flying sword that had turned into a thin needle was withdrawn into the palm of his hand, while Li Dazhong's flying sword fell to the ground with a clatter like a piece of scrap metal, making a crisp sound in the quiet basement.

Li Dazhong had a heartbroken look on his face, and he almost cried.

When he was in the Immortal Realm, this poisonous flying sword was still refined.

Out of the Immortal Realm, he used the star crystals, white jade spiritual energy stones, and poisons in the Devil's Desert and the Flame Swamp that he collected in the Immortal Realm to cultivate this poisonous sword, but he didn't expect it to be completely destroyed in Ye Feng's hands, his own hundreds of years of hard work.

Alan saw it, but he was silent, and quietly slipped towards the basement door.

From the beginning of the fight between Ye Feng and Li Dazhong, he felt that Li Dazhong couldn't last much time.

Although he is not an ancient martial artist, he is a high-level wizard, but he has a sense that is even more sensitive than that of an ancient martial artist.

This self-boasting fat old man turned out to be a liar, how could he believe his words and cooperate with him, this time it will kill me.

It seems that I have to slip away early, otherwise the fat old man will die in Ye Feng's hands, and I won't be able to escape.

Ye Feng sneered: "You dead fat man, you actually refine this kind of poisonous weapon to harm people, and today you will abolish your flying sword, lest it fall into the folk and harm others." ”

"Boy, I don't believe it, I can't kill you. ”

Li Dazhong's hands swirled in the air, and a golden light flashed in the palm of his hand, looking like a roaring dragon head, hideous and fierce.

"My Silk-Bound Dragonhand has reached the twelfth level, and even without the Flying Sword, I can still kill you. ”

A cold wind blew in the basement, whistling to wrap Ye Feng layer by layer, and Ye Feng felt wisps of yin energy constantly wrapping around him.

But he didn't take it seriously at all.

Li Dazhong was secretly happy in his heart.

The twelfth-level silk binding dragon hand is powerful, allowing him to crush the opponent's throat with one claw like a wild dragon, but the most important thing is the word silk entanglement.

Before he could do it, he had already laid down a feminine aura that bound the enemy layer by layer, making it impossible for him to dodge.

The twelfth-level Silk Binding Dragon Hand had reached its peak, and Li Dazhong was confident that the net he had laid would make Ye Feng unable to dodge it at all.

He was also worried that Ye Feng would be aware of it at the beginning and let himself not be able to exert the maximum power of the Silk Binding Dragon Hand, but seeing Ye Feng's reaction so slow, he was relieved.

Li Dazhong's fingers were like sharp knives, grabbing Ye Feng's throat, and his movements were as fast as a phantom, and Elder Shaman was amazed that this speed was not much slower than his own.

Ye Feng punched out, and the first type of storm hit by the Thai Emperor's four hits contained the divine power of the real star, and the sevenfold storm was like layers of huge waves, tearing the yin energy laid by Li Dazhong to pieces, and hitting the fingers grabbed by Li Dazhong.

I heard a crisp fracture sound from Li Dazhong's fingers, and his entire fingers snapped, a total of 7749 sounds.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the palm of his hand was broken into forty-nine pieces, Li Dazhong almost fainted in pain, and let out a terrible scream.

His eyes were full of disbelief, and he felt that Ye Feng's strength had strengthened a lot compared to that in the Immortal Realm.

Enduring the pain, the self-healing power of the ancient warrior repaired Li Dazhong's pain.

Li Dazhong asked suspiciously: "Your kid's cultivation has improved a lot, how is it possible, in the Immortal Realm, you can reach the innate peak realm at most, you, your strength is more than too much." ”

Ye Feng didn't answer, he was not an ancient martial artist, his bloodline contained the power of the bloodline of the primeval god clan, and he took the route of cultivating gods.

In the Immortal Realm, the cultivation of ancient martial artists could no longer be refined when they reached the peak of innate strength, but Ye Feng was an exception, his Void Star strength had advanced to the second stage of strength divine power, divine cultivation.

"You are really lonely, who said that cultivation in the Immortal Realm will stagnate?"

Li Dazhong's eyes flashed with doubts and horrors, his flying sword was abolished, and the silk binding dragon hand was also destroyed.

He glanced at the basement door, but found that Alan had already arrived at the basement door, obviously Alan was preparing to escape when he was fighting with Ye Feng.

But from the basement door, there was a low roar, Xiaobai had turned into a roaring dog, blocked the basement door, and barked at Alan.

It was no longer the little white dog, but a sixth-level fierce beast.

It was a man tall, with golden fur all over its body, and its four claws covered with golden light, majestic and majestic, just blocking the door.

Seeing Xiao Bai blocking the door, Alan secretly complained, he felt the demon pill in Xiao Bai's body, it was extremely powerful, it was difficult for him to rush through the door in an instant, he couldn't do it with one blow, and there was Ye Feng behind him, and the idea of taking the opportunity to escape was not feasible.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand into his arms, thinking that he was going to take the flying sword, so frightened that Li Dazhong hurriedly begged for mercy: "Little brother Ye Feng, I am a bastard, I am a bastard, I am so offended, please spare my life." ”

Ye Feng just took out a cigar, his fingers gently twisted and cut off the seal, and then snapped his fingers gently, and the fire spirit stone in the Medicine King Ring revealed a trace of spark, and lit the cigar.

He took a puff of his cigar and looked at Li Dazhong and Allen coldly: "It's impossible to escape, say a reason for me not to kill you, Li Dazhong, your reason is not good." ”

It was useless to beg for mercy in front of Ye Feng, Li Dazhong gritted his teeth: "What reason do you want?"

"It's very simple, a reason I feel I can not kill you, any reason, as long as it makes me feel interested, not to say, save you and leave me alive. ”

Li Dazhong and Allen looked at each other, and Allen's eyes turned and said, "Mr. Ye, I have a reason." ”

"Oh, let's hear it. ”

"I'm the president of the Witchcraft Society, and I'm willing to trade more than half of our fortune for my life. ”

As soon as Allen finished speaking, Elder Sharman said angrily: "No, as long as I convene a meeting of the five elders, I will dismiss you, you will not be the president, and you have no right to use a penny of the witch magic meeting." ”

"Tsk, Alan, since just now, you are no longer the president, this proposal is invalid. ”

"As long as the elders' meeting is not in session, I will remain president. ”

Alan angrily argued for himself, but his words did not have any confidence.

"Li Dazhong, what do you propose?"

Li Dazhong thought for a while and took out a jade talisman from his pocket, which was the sect master talisman of the Taiyi Sect.

"I am now the new master of Taiyi Gate, I have all the resources of Taiyi Gate, and I am willing to exchange all the resources of Taiyi Gate for my life. ”

Ye Feng took the talisman from Li Dazhong's hand and felt that there was a gentle aura hidden in it.

Although the head of the command is a spiritual weapon, not as good as an immortal weapon, it is a symbol of power.

Ye Feng nodded with satisfaction and said, "The conditions you gave are okay, your little life is saved." I didn't expect that I could be the master of Taiyi Gate. ”

(End of chapter)