One stone stirred up a thousand waves, the outside world was very exciting, but Yun Feng didn't know at all, the barbarian temple was unusually empty, and nine dark golden dragon pattern giant pillars stood in it, encircling the colorful dreamy air mass in the center of the main hall.

The air mass hangs quietly, full of light, as if a huge world is hidden.

"Savage trial, God chooses the master, devote yourself to the qi of the trial, and you can retreat only after you succeed!" At this moment, a voice that seemed to come from the underworld sounded in the Barbarian Temple, long, ethereal and majestic.

Yun Feng looked at the bright light of the demon moon, his heart was calm, and he jumped decisively and lightly, submerging into the air mass surrounded by the dragon pillar.

"Roar!"

As soon as he stood still, a figure in the void shook slightly, roaring like a dragon, but it was in the form of a human, covered with a golden color, all of which were fine and dense dragon scale armor, with a hollow face, no facial features at all, and thick arms with a pair of dark golden fist gloves.

At this time, without waiting for Yun Feng to be prepared, the sturdy figure quietly moved and killed him mercilessly.

"I'll go, and I'll fight when I come up." Yun Feng muttered in his heart, but his hand did not fall, since it was a trial, it was normal to test it, he had played the game for so many years, and he still understood this.

It was too late, it was fast, a humanoid golden light burst out, Yun Feng's feet moved, people were in mid-air, Qianhua Flash had already sounded, and the person who exploded did not hesitate at all, the arrow light was heavy, but the golden figure did not cause a trace of ripples.

The person who came was bold, his stride flashed, his posture was in a hurry, and his strong body actually made Yun Feng feel a rather elegant feeling, which made Yun Feng secretly cry bitter in his heart.

Yun Feng is still quite confident in his archery skills, after all, he has gone through the baptism of blood and fire on the No. 2 garbage star of the remnant soldier, but within two minutes of this fight, he smiled bitterly, and he couldn't shoot at all.

The golden figure came in an instant, stopped, and punched.

The fist breaks through the air.

Yun Feng hurriedly turned around, the bright light behind him shook slightly, and he left his body in an instant, about dozens of spikes separated, and after drawing a semicircle in mid-air, he immediately combined into a hideous dragon scale shield to meet it!

Boom!

Yun Feng flew back upside down, and before he could hit the ground, a spear and sickle swept out of his feet strangely, and the cold flashed.

The golden figure sighed lightly, as if disdainful, as if admiring, and his footsteps did not move, but a slight sideways turn made Yun Feng's sneak attack that he thought was good go to waste.

Landing on the ground, he forcibly endured the stiff shock behind him, Yun Feng lifted the demon moon upside down, staring at the golden figure in front of him.

Whew, the wind moved, and the golden figure struck again.

Bang, people fly, Yun Feng wiped the blood between his lips and got up.

Bang, fly again, Qianhua flashed fifteen arrows in a row, and the arrows missed.

Bang, fly again, Yun Feng got up and continued.

The spear swinged, where was Yun Feng the one who took the initiative to admit defeat, and then he vigorously slammed it out, but it was hollowed out, the golden figure moved his feet this time, and he didn't see how to move, Yun Feng only came and closed the gun to block, and the next moment he flew back upside down again, this time it was a solid fall and a dog eating.

Yun Feng's poor silver cuirass was shattered by a punch, and the shattered armor scattered to the ground.

The whole scene was a miserable word, the golden figure obviously did not have the slightest reservation, beating the water dog, and the move was directly aimed at the point, but it was a strange thing, Yun Feng didn't die like this, and the system didn't have any blood deduction prompts, but Yun Feng simply forgot about it.

With the passage of time, Yun Feng, who had been abused countless times, had only his combat boots intact on his body, and finally discovered the problem, the rhythm of the battle!

The rhythm of the golden figure's battle is constantly improving, and after the confrontation of the previous first blow, the golden figure sped up the rhythm, Yun Feng didn't keep up, and then went to block, so that it was already in a completely passive state later!

Passive must be broken!

Forcibly speed up!

If Yun Feng got in touch with something, ten cows wouldn't be able to pull it back, and he would start fighting without asking, and the clay man still had three points of fire, not to mention that he was promoted to level 20 at this time, and he inherited the super combination of martial spirits.

Yun Feng gritted his teeth, completely gave up Qianhua Shan, and rushed forward with the Demon Moon Spear and Scythe, but the golden figure's face, which had no facial features, showed a trace of softness strangely.

In the void, the figures of the two met in an instant, the golden light was like electricity, the spear was like a dragon, the golden figure was fighting faster and faster, Yun Feng was also carrying it with red eyes, and he was faintly supported, at this time, even Yun Feng didn't realize that he was only level 20, and the Demon Moon Spear and Sickle was a player who didn't have soul skills to be able to improve to such a speed!

Finally, in the process of tossing and turning, Yun Feng's eyes froze, and he was able to dodge the left leg swept by the golden figure, and he lowered his body to let go of this blow, and Qianhua flashed into Yun Feng's hand like a psychic, and the moon was full in an instant!

Eight wildernesses!

A gentle small jump dissolves the stiffness, and the blazing arrow light is like a dragon.

After only one arrow, Yun Feng decisively canceled, took off, retracted his bow, the air shook violently, Qianhua flashed half an arm's length, and the long tail flickered with a flash, violently brushing the iron fist of the golden figure that was rushing.

Laugh at!

A faint drop of golden blood slipped down and disappeared into the void.

"Not bad!"

The golden figure opened his mouth strangely, and as soon as the voice turned, the fist glove in his hand disappeared, and a sharp long sword suddenly appeared, which was slashed abruptly.

The sword light is like water, layered on top of each other, like a surge, like a tide.

"Damn."

Yun Feng only knows how to enjoy the refreshment of the combined martial spirit, stabbed twice with a spear, blocked twice with a shield, and then used Qianhua Flash to sneak attack twice, where would he expect that the golden figure would also temporarily change his weapon, and treat his body in the way of others, and he was accidentally slashed by the sword light, and suffered a loss.

But what kind of person is Yun Feng, a character who doesn't forget to bite even if he is beaten away.

Qianhua flashed, and it exploded!

As soon as the detonation shot, the black arrow light was divided into several arrows in mid-air and spread away in a fan-shape, but Yun Feng was overjoyed in his heart, the moment the detonation left Qianhua Flash just now, he moved his tentacles and gently plucked the bowstring, and at this time, the detonation was indeed wider and more dispersed than before!

This small gesture has a very good effect.

I saw the sword light flashing in the hand of the golden figure, and countless sword qi turned into waves of water, but at the same time, they were shattered by the scattered shock and detonation, and they all turned into water droplets and dissipated in the void.

The golden figure was stunned for a moment, but the lines of his face quickly softened.

Arrows come and go, for a while, Yun Feng and the golden figure battle was hot, Yun Feng gradually found that rhythm, the golden figure gave him a great sense of oppression, and it was these feelings of oppression that made him constantly break through himself and challenge the limit.

For a long time, he stayed in the landscape and rainscape community to play games with Lao Yang, and it was inevitable that he would be a little out of touch after not experiencing a bloody fight for too long, but at this moment, although it was a game, Yun Feng still experienced the excitement of shuttling in the rain of bullets again.

"Come on! Ha ha! What can you do with me! Yun Feng laughed, and the demon moon danced wildly, humming constantly.

Soon, the golden figure put away the sword and stood up, as if he felt that this sword was not easy to use, and arrived with Yun Feng empty-handed, Yun Feng saw this and smiled again.

Qianhua flashed away, Yun Feng turned far into near, and his fists came and went, without falling into the wind at all!

The golden figure showed a strange look on his face, but after fighting for less than twenty seconds, he was caught by Yun Feng with his back to his body in the opposite direction, and he fell to the ground with a strong force.

Back fall!

"Hey, I haven't been afraid of anyone in the hand-to-hand combat with the Dark Star." Yun Feng smiled.

A tiger's head broadsword, a quadrangular halberd, a ring blade, a dagger, and even a modern energy shooting gun, the golden figure next seems to be an arsenal of weapons, constantly changing weapons to fight with Yun Feng, Yun Feng is from the initial passive, slowly dealing with more and more tough, long shots, close combat, hand-to-hand combat is really getting closer and closer, more and more handy, until finally when Yun Feng was excited, a cluster of slowly burning flames rose from the soles of the golden figure's feet.

"Hahaha."

After a long laugh, the golden figure stood in the flames, and the whole figure began to condense, with facial features, armor all over the body, weapons all over his body, and even a horse riding under him.

"Talented, the Savage God has succeeded in identifying the Lord!" The strange sound of the ancient in the void dispelled Yun Feng's astonishment.

A diamond-shaped square card suddenly appeared on the empty Arcana equipment slot, emitting a soft golden light.

At that moment, the golden figure turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee, and clenched his fists.

"The last general, the dragon mark, the savage god guards the soul general, with 800 soul warriors under his command, from today onwards swear to protect His Highness, sword mountains and sea of fire, never give up!"