Chapter 1572: Sonic Power

Mr. Willy had an angry look on his face: "Does this kid's internal strength exceed the innate peak realm? Impossible, that's not flying to become an immortal, this kid is just an ordinary man, and he can't reach the realm of immortals." ”

How did they know that Ye Feng's body was not an internal force, but a divine power obtained from the bloodline of the Ancient God Clan.

The four strikes of the Emperor of Thailand are a kind of protoss martial arts created by the ancient gods and emperors, which can bring out the greatest power of the divine power in the bloodline of the protoss in the body.

"I don't believe it, I can't deal with this kid. ”

Elder Dark Soul blew the bone flute again, blowing his face red, turning all the strength of his body into sound waves.

One after another sound waves rushed towards Ye Feng, the flying sword above Ye Feng's head emitted a dazzling light, and the boundless wind and rain sword technique was exerted to the limit, a little sword light illuminated the ten meters around him as if it were day, and once any sound wave approached the strong sword light, it was torn to pieces by the sword light.

The flying sword that bypassed the flying sword was torn apart by the second type of shock of Ye Fengtaihuang's four blows.

The two energy waves clashed head-on, and the aftermath surged in all directions, like an earth-shattering tornado, uprooting the trees in that wood, and the nearby boulders also tumbling continuously.

A huge wave of energy rushed into the sea, setting off a huge wave.

Willy knew the dark soul elder's sonic skills, and it seemed difficult to win against Ye Feng, he gritted his teeth, recited the incantation, and his hands were in the air, and the surrounding air suddenly began to become cold again, he wanted to work with the dark soul elder to deal with Ye Feng with cold ice arrows.

Earl Crane was secretly anxious, the sound wave skill was on par with Ye Feng's sword qi and fist strength, he couldn't intervene at all, and he and Xiaobai could only stabilize their bodies to avoid being thrown into the sea by the powerful residual strength.

He felt the waves turning to ice, and knew that Willy was about to begin to use the sorcery Ice Arrow again.

Can't let them attack Ye Feng together, Earl Crane, he was secretly anxious in his heart, he didn't care about the howling wind around him, his eyes became blood-red, the blood-devouring method of the vampire aroused the hidden energy in the bloodline, and a pair of black wings stretched out behind him, like bat-like wings, his hands turned into a sharp claw, and a pair of sharp and sharp fangs stretched out of his mouth.

He spread his wings and lunged at Willy, trying to catch him before he could finish the Ice Arrow Witchcraft.

Willy saw Count Crane flying over, a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was a wizard, vampires, werewolves, and zombies were all under his orders, his subordinates, and his pawns.

Now Count Crane wants to attack himself, it's a joke.

He raised his head coldly and looked at Count Crane with contempt.

He originally wanted to use high-level witchcraft to surround Ye Feng heavily, so that Ye Feng could not have time to breathe, the process of condensing the ice arrow rain was a bit slow, but condensing an ice arrow was very simple and fast.

With a flick of his fingers, in mid-air, an ice arrow the size of a forearm instantly condensed and formed, and with a flash of white light, the ice arrow pierced the night sky with a whistling sound, like a meteor, shooting straight towards Earl Crane.

Earl Crane lowered his wings sideways, trying to dodge the attack of the ice arrow, and his wings were retracted and released at a very clever angle, and his body was about to avoid the powerful ice arrow.

But Willy saw through Earl Crane's intentions, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he snapped his fingers again, and as soon as his mind moved, the ice arrow that was about to pass by Earl Crane suddenly exploded in midair, turning into tiny ice needles, fluorescent and flashing, and more than half of the ice spikes stabbed Earl Crane's body and his wings.

Earl Crane was hit by an ice spike in his body, and a little blood suddenly oozed out, and he couldn't control his body in pain, and fell headfirst and foot into the grass.

Willy sneered: "Count Crane, I already knew about your tricks, and you actually wanted to resist me, which is too self-conscious." ”

Willy continued to chant the incantation, the sky was full of dark winds, dark clouds, and the sea water set off huge waves several meters high, the air on the island became cold, and a large rain of ice and arrows was gradually forming.

Ye Feng was fighting against the sound of the Dark Soul Elder's flute, and the Dark Soul Elder's strength had used up more than half, and the flute sound was obviously much smaller than just now, and its power had become weaker.

Ye Feng was about to fight back, when he suddenly felt a cold wind, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and the sky became even darker and colder, knowing that Willy was about to unleash a rain of ice arrows again.

Being attacked by the two of them, Ye Feng felt very difficult, and unexpectedly found that Count Crane was injured and fell in the grass, Xiao Bai struggled in the wind, and it also wanted to rush over and bite the enemy, but it couldn't break through the sound waves that were rolling in and containing powerful energy.

Ye Feng felt that he had reached a critical juncture, a large area of dark clouds was condensing above his head, and in less than half a minute, the frenzied rain of ice and arrows was about to pour down, and at this time, it was too late to build a tree shield with wood spirits.

He suddenly had the idea of breaking the cauldron, and he exerted his divine power to the limit.

The secret art of the primeval gods, war.

An earth-shattering, domineering battle of crying ghosts and gods.

A hatred that cannot be crossed regardless of the cycle of life and death, war.

A fury of splitting mountains and seas, killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas, and killing ghosts when encountering ghosts, fighting.

Under the guidance of the secret art battle, Ye Feng's body swelled suddenly, the blood veins in his whole body were more than doubled, and his height grew a lot, like an angry lion, letting out an angry roar.

The fourth type of stacked combustion comes out in response to the situation.

Boom, the sky suddenly thundered, startling the Dark Soul Elder's flute suddenly suffocated, and Willy's incantation was also crossed.

A terrifying divine power of weeping ghosts and gods, with a rain of swords in the sky, poured towards the Dark Soul Elder and Willy.

This force lifted the earth, along with the boulders on the ground, the waves that came in, and the sound waves, all of which were pushed back with a great deal of thought.

The Dark Soul Elder couldn't play the flute anymore, the bone flute lifted a white light shield, blocked in front of him, and struggled with the raging divine power, but he felt a golden light in front of him, and the flying sword used the fierce momentum of the stacked fire, a wind and rain sword technique, the sky was full of wind and rain, and the Dark Soul Elder was heavily enveloped.

The Dark Soul Elder heard the bone flute in his hand, a stiff snapping sound, and a black dot was born on the bone flute, a black dot was born on the bone flute, which was obtained from the Seven Evil True Beings more than a hundred years ago, and then with the black dot as the center, wisps of spider silk-like fine lines spread to the entire bone flute.

Boom, the bone flute could not resist the four blows of the Thai Emperor's four blows, the fourth type of superimposed fire and the wind and rain in the sky, and the two mastery blows were suddenly shattered and exploded, like a small bomb.

Not only did it blow up the Dark Soul Elder's arm, splashing blood, but it also blew up the Dark Soul Elder's entire body into the air and fell heavily.

Looking at the Dark Soul Elder again, the whole person's clothes were blown away, and the flesh and blood of his body were blurred, turning into a pile of mud.

(End of chapter)