Ye Feng saw those fierce eyes again, behind the mask, a look full of hostility.

It was he who shot the iron-toothed wolf with his longbow, and under his longbow, I don't know how many fierce beasts were hunted and slaughtered.

Ye Feng's fingers twisted slightly, and the black sick qi in the iron-toothed wolf's body wrapped around his fingers like silkworms, and threw the life-threatening black qi towards the demon hunter.

The demon hunter saw Ye Feng's finger pointing at him, thinking that some flying sword and other hidden weapons were thrown over, and he held the bow in his right hand to block it, but nothing happened, there was no dazzling sword light, and there was no turbulent momentum.

"Boy, you want to scare me......"

He was sneering at Ye Feng contemptuously, but he felt a huge pain coming from his abdomen, the pain made him sweat coldly, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

He seemed to see a long arrow inserting into his lower abdomen, which frightened him, but when he looked closely, his stomach was fine, and no long arrow pierced him.

However, the pain of the internal organs spread in all directions, but his skills were profound, and the self-healing power of the ancient martial artists of the innate peak realm was particularly strong, and he quickly digested the sick qi thrown out of the iron-toothed wolf.

Taken out of its body, the wound of the iron-toothed wolf healed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned over and stood up, it barked at Ye Feng in a friendly manner, and sniffed each other's butts with Xiaobai.

Ye Feng whistled and signaled Xiaobai to take care of this iron-toothed wolf and not let it fall into the trap again.

Xiaobai's spirituality is much more advanced than that of the iron-toothed wolf, and he replied: "Don't worry, master, no trap will be difficult for me." ”

Seeing the iron-toothed wolf quickly regain his pre-injury state, the Demon Hunter was dumbfounded, and although he couldn't see his expression clearly while wearing a mask, his eyes were full of horror and curiosity.

"Did you do it? How did you do it?"

"Today, I want to uphold justice for those innocent beings in the Immortal Realm. ”

The flying sword in Ye Feng's hand was like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the sky, and it instantly reached the demon hunter's chest, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced into the opponent's chest.

The Demon Hunter's eyes were full of anger and horror, a black light flashed in his chest, and the flying sword and the black light collided fiercely, what surprised Ye Feng was that the black light actually had a strong rebound force and bounced his flying sword back.

Whoosh, a black light also rose between the Demon Hunter's fingers, and three dark black iron arrows were shot out together.

"What a quick arrow. ”

The aura shield in Ye Feng's left hand flashed with golden light, and a round shield blocked all three black lights.

Before the flying sword could be withdrawn, Ye Feng punched out the seven-layer surge, setting off a full weather momentum, and quickly docked more than a dozen punches with the demon hunter.

Ye Feng was secretly surprised, no wonder Sister Ajuan was jealous of the demon hunters, none of them were under Ajuan, and the faint black light on his chest could resist the flying sword, obviously hiding a spiritual weapon to protect him.

One punch was unsuccessful, Ye Feng hit Tianluo punches one after another at the fastest speed, and the first three styles of the Thai Emperor's four blows took turns, as fast as a meteor.

As long as each punch hit the demon hunter's chest, he felt a strong rebound force, which neutralized his fist strength, which showed that the power of the spiritual weapon hidden in his body was no less powerful than the blue armor made by Ajuan, and it was even several times stronger.

Most of the general defensive spirit weapons can counteract the opponent's power, but they rarely produce a rebound force, but the defensive spirit weapon on the demon hunter's chest can produce a rebound force.

Don't underestimate this small rebound force, when the masters fight, the slightest difference will determine life and death, and lose the opportunity, Ye Feng's attack is obviously stronger than the demon hunter, but every attack collapses because of that weird rebound force, making Ye Feng hesitate more and more.

It seems that it can only be used to cast a stacked fire, Ye Feng, who has not been able to attack for a long time, is a little anxious, and Xiaobai's cry is heard in the distance, obviously it has found something and is calling Ye Feng over.

Ye Feng raised the divine power of his whole body to the limit, and he hit it fiercely like a stormy wave.

Boom, the frenzied fist power set off by the stacking of flames fell on the demon hunter like raindrops, although there was still a strong rebound force in his chest, but the limbs and heads, there was not much force field defense, and he was beaten diagonally and flew up and hit the giant tree, deeply recessed into the body of the tree.

The Demon Hunter's mask cracked slightly, snapped, and fell to the ground, revealing an ugly face covered with scars, almost inhuman, like a furnished beast.

He fell from the tree to the ground and slowly climbed up, but he fell to the ground again in pain, and the defensive energy in his chest protected his heart, and he barely survived the strength of the emperor's four stacked fists.

"You actually knocked down my ......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the punch nearly shattered the bones of his limbs.

Ye Feng walked in front of him, and picked up the swarthy longbow he had left on the ground with a toe pick, which exuded a faint aura, and this bow looked very powerful.

The bowstring looks very flexible, it looks like a dragon tendon, one is formed, gently pulled, there is a faint sound of thunder.

Ye Feng put the dark iron bow into the Medicine King Ring: "I will confiscate this bow of yours, after all, it is also a powerful spiritual weapon, it is a pity to throw it away." ”

"Bastard, I'm not ......"

The Demon Hunter rushed to his brain with a wave of anger and wanted to scold, but another mouthful of fresh squirted out of his mouth.

Ye Feng looked at the demon hunter suspiciously, his finger sword light flashed, and with a slight stroke, he cut the soft chest armor on the demon hunter's chest, and with a clatter, a black iron piece fell out.

The iron piece flickered with black light, it was this iron piece that actually blocked Ye Feng's powerful fist power several times and protected the demon hunter, Ye Feng's mind moved, and the iron piece automatically sucked into Ye Feng's palm.

Whoosh, a chill was like a poisonous snake thread, drilling along the palm of his hand to his arm, frightening Ye Feng with a divine power to quickly resist this invading cold.

How could there be such an evil power on this black iron piece?

Ye Feng's eyes swept over, he was shocked, and he almost wanted to throw away this piece of iron, but he held the piece of black iron tightly with his fingers and didn't throw it away.

There was a very familiar aura on the iron plate, which made him involuntarily angry, as if he was born with a grudge against it, and that anger almost tore his chest apart.

It's so powerful and evil, this black iron piece is actually a magic weapon.

Although it was the first time he had seen a magic weapon, it was as familiar as if he had seen it a long time ago, his hands were trembling, he didn't throw away the magic weapon, it would be a disaster if anyone picked it up, and it would be inhuman or even humanoid that would be eroded by the demonic energy in it.

(End of chapter)