Chapter 150: Kyoto City (4)
"Frozen in the world!"
Xia Yumei, who was wearing a pink dress, had just approached within 100 meters of the battlefield, and she let out a soft shout, and a stream of cold cold air was released from her body and shrouded towards the black scale warriors in the melee.
In a matter of moments, a bone-chilling chill spread, enveloping thousands of Blackscale Warrior Dragons in ice, turning them into lifelike ice sculptures, shining with a crystal luster under the sunlight.
Immediately after, a series of sharp ice arrows appeared out of thin air, slicing through the void like lightning, with sharp edges and terrifying power, shooting towards the direction of thousands of ice sculptures of the Black Scale Clan warriors, and falling on the thousands of ice sculptures with incomparable accuracy, making them make a crisp sound, shattered, and turned into countless ice chips mixed with flesh and blood fragments, scattered on the ground.
"Winding!"
"Flames!"
"Ten thousand swords pierce the heart!"
"Ground Thorn!"
“、、、、”
As soon as Xia Yumei's voice fell, the thousands of abilities who followed Xia Yumei shouted softly, and one after another terrifying ability attacks, like a torrential rain, poured towards the chaotic battlefield, and fell on the body of a black-scale warrior, killing it mercilessly, turning it into a broken corpse, and even turning into a piece of flying ashes, completely disappearing from the world.
In just a few minutes, the supernatural attacks cast by thousands of supernatural beings killed tens of thousands of Black Scale Clan warriors in a lightning flash, showing extremely powerful combat effectiveness, making Yan Feng, who was watching the battle not far away, flash a trace of shock in his eyes, and his face involuntarily revealed an incredible color.
"Kill him!"
Seeing Xia Yumei leading the Alien Legion and killing tens of thousands of Black Scale Clan warriors like lightning, Xia Wushuang, who was watching the battle, was startled at first, and then set his eyes on Yan Feng not far away, roared angrily, clenched the sharp sword in his hand, and took the lead in rushing towards Yan Feng's side, wanting to kill Yan Feng in one fell swoop and kill the zombie king in Kyoto City.
"Look for death!"
Looking at Xia Wushuang who was charging over, a trace of cold light flashed in Yan Feng's eyes, and with a roar, an incomparably powerful spiritual power pierced the void like lightning and stabbed into Xia Wushuang's head fiercely, causing Xia Wushuang's head to ache, the speed under his feet was greatly reduced, and the movements in his hands were involuntarily slowed down.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Yan Feng's body move, and a breeze appeared out of thin air, causing its speed to increase greatly, turning into an afterimage, and approaching Xia Wushuang's body like lightning, with ghostly claws, with sharp edges and a compelling chill, slashed straight towards Xia Wushuang's body.
Bang!
A crisp sound of metal collision sounded in Xia Wushuang's ears, Yan Feng's ghostly claws fell on Xia Wushuang's body, stirring up a brilliant spark, the terrifying power contained in the claws directly left a deep crack on the high-strength alloy armor on Xia Wushuang's body, and an incomparably powerful force, through the high-strength alloy armor, entered Xia Wushuang's body, causing it to let out a terrible scream, a trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were severely shocked.
"Big brother!"
Xia Wushuang was hit hard, Xia Yumei's face changed not far away, and she couldn't help but exclaim, a cold cold air, lightning across the void, shot towards Yan Feng's body, a posture that wanted to freeze Yan Feng.
In the face of Xia Yumei's cold attack, Yan Feng's expression remained unchanged, and his extremely sharp claws waved rapidly, leaving an afterimage in mid-air, with terrifying power, he once again grabbed Xia Wushuang's body, a posture of not giving up if Xia Wushuang was killed.
Xia Wushuang, who was seriously injured and had already woken up from the mental tingling, felt the powerful power contained in Yan Feng's claws, his face changed greatly, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, he immediately roared angrily, mobilized the strength of his whole body, raised the sharp long sword in his hand, and met Yan Feng's sharp claws.
Bang!
A crisp sound of metal collision sounded in Xia Wushuang's ears, and the sharp long sword in Xia Wushuang's hands and Yan Feng's sharp claws collided together, stirring up bright sparks, and an incomparably powerful force, through the sharp long sword, was transmitted to Xia Wushuang's arm, causing his arm to be sore, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, throwing it backwards, falling to the ground fiercely, and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"You're in luck!"
Seeing Xia Wushuang's miserable appearance, feeling a stream of cold air, about to envelop himself, Yan Feng's eyes flashed with a trace of contempt, and he looked at Xia Wushuang who collapsed on the ground with a look of disdain and mocked.
After speaking, Yan Feng let out a light snort, and countless wind elements gathered in front of him, causing his speed to increase greatly, and with a flash, he moved a distance of dozens of meters to the side, avoiding the invasion of the cold air.
"Absolute zero!"
Xia Wushuang was hit hard and collapsed on the ground, which made Xia Yumei's heart furious, her pretty face was covered with frost, and with a soft snort, a bone-chilling cold air was released from her body, with it as the center, and quickly spread around.
In a matter of moments, the bone-chilling cold air covered a radius of 100 meters, enveloping Yan Feng in it, and invading towards Yan Feng's body, a posture that wanted to freeze Yan Feng.
Feeling the bone-chilling air outside the body, as well as the terrifying energy contained in the bone-chilling air, Yan Feng's expression changed slightly, a trace of cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, he locked on Xia Yumei tightly, and with a soft snort, the spiritual ability was unleashed, and a spiritual thorn, with a terrifying edge, stabbed into Xia Yumei's mind, making Xia Yumei's head tingle for a while, and let out a terrible scream, and the bone-chilling air that diffused immediately dissipated most of it, allowing Yan Feng to be freed from the bone-chilling air.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Yan Feng's figure move, leaving an afterimage in place, and quickly approached Xia Yumei's side, the sharp claws, under the sunlight, flashing with a compelling luster and a bone-chilling chill.
"Winding!"
"Fire Dragon!"
"Ten thousand swords pierce the heart!"
"Meteorite Falls!"
“、、、”
Hearing Xia Yumei's screams, and seeing Yan Feng's charging action, the thousands of abilities who followed behind Xia Yumei were taken aback, and without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, they immediately displayed their abilities and launched a ferocious ability attack on Yan Feng.
Suddenly, I saw thorny tenacious Teng Man rising from the ground, turning into cyan ropes, winding towards Yan Feng's body, trying to entangle Yan Feng so that he could not move and be slaughtered by others; One by one, the fire dragons that released a scorching breath, with terrifying flame energy, rushed towards Yan Feng's body, a posture that wanted to burn Yan Feng to ashes; An incomparably sharp long sword, with a sharp edge, slashed through the void like lightning, like a torrential rain, pouring towards Yan Feng's body; Huge meteorites kept falling from the sky and smashing towards Yan Feng's body、、、、
In the face of a large number of ability attacks, Yan Feng's expression changed slightly, and with a light shout, one after another cyan wind blades were generated out of thin air, with sharp edges, to meet the tenacious Teng Man with thorns, cutting off the tenacious Teng Man one by one, so that it could not touch Yan Feng's body.
Immediately afterwards, a breeze appeared out of thin air around Yan Feng's side, dragging Yan Feng's body, causing Yan Feng's speed to be greatly reduced, and he was like an ape and flexibly dodged various abilities such as fire dragons and huge meteorites, as well as sharp long swords, and galloped towards the underground garage in the central square of Kyoto.
"Zhao Yu, kill him!"
Zhao Hu, who was standing in the command room of the transport ship, saw that Yan Feng had killed himself so much against the guards soldiers, and now he wanted to escape, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately gave a big order to kill Zhao Yu behind him.
"Yes, Brother Tiger!"
As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, Zhao Yu responded loudly, his body moved, disappeared into the transport ship, turned into an afterimage, and galloped straight towards Yan Feng's side.
Yan Feng, who was escaping in the direction of the underground garage in the central square of Kyoto, suddenly felt a powerful majesty descending from the sky, his expression changed greatly, and he couldn't help but look into the sky, only to see Zhao Yu stepping into the air, the laser sword in his hand waved lightly, a sword light flashed, and a sharp sword qi, with terrifying power, fell straight towards his body.
"Break it for me!"
Feeling the terrifying power contained in the sharp sword qi, Yan Feng was shocked in his heart, roared angrily, and the spiritual energy in his mind gushed out like a tide, turning into spiritual spikes, catching up with the sharp sword qi, affecting the attack speed and direction of the sword qi, and then, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, enveloping Yan Feng in it, making Yan Feng's speed increase greatly, like lightning shooting towards the direction of the underground garage in the central square of Kyoto.
It's just that although Yan Feng's speed is fast, the speed of the sharp sword qi is even faster, and in a moment's effort, he got rid of Yan Feng's spiritual influence, and with terrifying power, lightning cut through the void and fell on Yan Feng's body, causing Yan Feng to let out a terrible scream, like a kite with a broken string, and flew towards the back, and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"What a powerful force!"
Seriously injured, like a broken kite, Yan Feng, who was thrown out towards the rear, looked at Zhao Yu, who came into the air, holding a laser sword, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.
With an exclamation, Yan Feng bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a stream of essence blood shot out of his mouth, turning into a cloud of blood mist, wrapping it up and making it disappear from everyone's field of vision. R1058