Chapter Ninety-Seven: Turning into Original

Seeing that Ye Feng really stabbed himself with a sword, Black Wind laughed and easily dodged Ye Feng's stab. slapped the mustard seed bag, took out two big axes and held them in his hands, and said to Ye Feng: "Boy, you made the first move." I'm justifying my defense!"

With that, the black wind raised its axe and slashed head-on at the night front! The whirring wind whistled incessantly, as if two mountains had collapsed and smashed down on the head. If it were an ordinary monk, maybe it would be split into pulp before even the slightest thought of dodging arises!

This black wind, its own strength is really strong.

Ye Feng frowned, the Caoyang Sword was raised, and he lightly hit the axe face, and with the help of the power of the black wind, the whole person easily swung to the side of the black wind like a fallen leaf.

Then, Ye Feng's spiritual power surged, and he cast the three killing forms, sweeping towards the black wind with a sword.

"Boy, are you not breastfeeding? Why do you have so little strength?"

Black Wind laughed, and the big axe in his hand returned to erect it when it couldn't be fired, like a shield blocking Ye Feng's three killing forms.

Then, Black Wind spun around, and with his other hand, he grabbed the big axe and slashed at Nightfront like a whirlwind.

"Take my whirling axe!"

The Black Wind screamed. To the others, the big axe seemed to be spinning in the hands of Black Wind, and it was completely impossible to determine when the blade would slash into the opponent!

"Killing people in four ways! killing people in five ways!"

Ye Feng said softly, the Caoyang Sword in his hand danced one after another, and in an instant, he unleashed the Four Killing Styles and the Five Killing Styles at the same time!

With an astonishing murderous aura, one of the two styles of Ye Feng was facing the Sky Spiral Axe that was slashing across the black wind, and the other was slashing downward!

Bang!

The sound of two weapons colliding sounded, and not only was the big axe that Black Wind slashed across was bounced up, but even the other big axe that he was silently chopping from below was also bounced high!

With a movement of his wrist, Hei Feng's eyes began to become a little serious, and he said, "Terran boy, your strength is okay. However, the power of this demon clan is not yet your turn to be the lord of the mansion by a human race! Moreover, you must die today!"

With that, Black Wind threw the two big axes in his hand on the ground without looking, and instead took out a spear made of something that was dark and black. The spear is raised horizontally, and the tip of the spear is pointed directly at the night front!

"Hei Feng, this guy, why did he even take out his natal spirit treasure, is this Terran kid so powerful?" exclaimed the mansion lord who had a good relationship with Hei Feng, clearly knowing some of Hei Feng's details.

"What's the matter? The two big axes just now weren't his natal spirit treasures? I think his two big axes are also extremely strong, at least I'm not sure to dodge the attack of the black wind just now. Could it be that there is some mystery in that spear?" asked a mansion lord who didn't know much about Black Wind, his tone full of doubt.

"Those two big axes are just what Black Wind usually uses to confuse opponents. Of course, the opponent on one side is not qualified to let Black Wind take out that spear. The Mansion Master who knew the Black Wind replied, his eyes full of solemnity: "As for that spear, it was made by Black Wind refining a part of the body. It can be said that it is an extension of his body. If you can make Black Wind take out the spear, it means that Black Wind is not sure that he can defeat that Terran kid with those two big axes alone. It seems that the strength of that Terran kid is stronger than most of our Mansion Masters. ”

"What!" the lord of the mansion who asked the question exclaimed, but he didn't question it, after all, there was no need for people to deceive themselves.

"If that's all you have, hit the road!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng snorted coldly, and the Caoyang Sword danced even faster, and the casting of the Killing Sword Technique became more and more coherent and powerful.

"It turns out that you didn't do your best just now! However, this change, how can you defeat me! Xuantian spear skills, Jiao will turn into a dragon when he encounters wind and thunder!"

The black wind roared, his muscles bulging, and he stabbed out with a sharp shot.

Recite!

It was impossible to tell whether it was the roar of gunfire or the tearing of the air in the overwhelm, and the sound like wind and thunder came out, which was terrifying. With the stabbing of this gun, it can be seen that a silver-white dragon appeared from the gun, let out a roar, and then rushed straight towards Yefeng! On the way to Yefeng, this Jiaolong actually had a faint tendency to turn into a dragon!

Ye Feng's eyes shrank, knowing that if he was allowed to turn into a dragon, the power of this shot would reach its peak, and it would be difficult for him to interrupt it.

However, I'm not a fool, how could I let your power reach its peak right now?

The tip of the Yefeng sword pointed obliquely at the earth, looking at the dragon pierced by the black wind, the corners of his mouth raised, and he gently spit out a few words:

"Kill, one-style!"

With that, Night Edge slashed out from the bottom to the top with a sword. The earth split, as if it could not bear the power of this type, or rather, this ground was slaughtered by the night blade's killing style and disappeared!

A black light lit up, and it left the Caoyang Sword in an instant, like lightning, and rushed straight towards the dragon stabbed out by the black wind!

Fast, unimaginably fast! From the time Ye Feng slashed this sword to the earth splitting and then to the appearance of the black mang, everything seemed to be done at the same time! Even after the black mang flashed, the silver-white dragon still maintained the trend of turning into a dragon and rushed forward for a distance, only to split into two halves and dissipate between heaven and earth only a few meters away from Ye Feng!

Clang!

Before the mansion masters were surprised, the sound of a weapon falling on the ground sounded, which sounded so crisp and pleasant, but it seemed to hit the hearts of the mansion masters!

This sound came from the spear in Black Wind's hand. To be precise, it was fired when a severed piece of the spear fell to the ground.

It turned out that at the same time as Ye Feng slashed out the killing style, Black Wind felt a life-and-death crisis permeating his heart. Therefore, without hesitation, he raised his spear horizontally and held it in front of his chest.

This move by Black Wind saved his life. Although the Killing Ground Attack successfully slashed the stab of the black wind that was about to reach its peak, it also consumed a lot of energy. Not to mention the end of the strong crossbow, it is not far off. Finally, after slashing at Black Wind's spear, this style still ran out of energy and failed to do any damage to Black Wind. However, his spear became a scapegoat, and even the tip of the spear was cut off for a short time!

Seeing that Ye Feng easily cut off Hei Feng's spear, the eyes of the worshippers who were still looking at Ye Feng as if they were watching a good show completely changed, becoming fearful, jealous, uneasy, jealous, murderous intent, and so on.

"Boy, you dare to destroy my spiritual treasure! I'm going to tear you alive!"

A wisp of blood flowed from the corner of Black Wind's mouth. His natal spirit treasure was destroyed, and he was naturally injured. However, at this moment, Black Wind can't care about his injuries. In his opinion, after he took out the Natal Spirit Treasure, he was not Ye Feng's opponent, and even destroyed a piece of the Natal Spirit Treasure. In the eyes of a demon cultivator like him who is arrogant and has always thought that the human race is inferior to the demon race, it is simply a great shame.

Ignoring the blood from the corners of his mouth, Hei Feng threw away the spear in his hand, his eyes gradually became blood-red, and pieces of scales began to appear on him. After a while, the black wind turned back to the original form where it was easier to exert the strength of the demon clan. It turned out to be a dragon hundreds of meters long and as thick as five or six water tanks! However, the single horn on the top of its head was obviously missing, making it a little less powerful. Obviously, that single horn was the spear that Black Wind was holding before that was cut off by Night Blade.

Staring at the blood-red eyes, Black Wind suddenly stretched out a claw and grabbed straight at Yefeng. Compared to that claw, Nightblade was as small as an ant standing at the feet of a giant!