In the face of Cheng Maolin's flying sword attack, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged, and with a light shout, the Zimu Sword shot out, with a sharp edge, to meet Cheng Maolin's flying sword.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A crisp sound of metal collision sounded when Cheng Maolin's flying sword and Yang Feng's sword met, and one after another brilliant sparks suddenly erupted as the two flying swords collided together, and a wave of incomparably powerful power fluctuated, centered on the place where the two flying swords collided, spreading towards the surroundings.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

In the aftermath of the collision of powerful flying swords, the big trees that several people hugged instantly shattered, turning into countless sawdust, scattered on the ground, and huge stones, in the aftermath of the collision of powerful flying swords, shattered, turned into countless gravels, and shot out in all directions, piercing through the big trees hugged by several people, leaving big holes one after another.

"How is this possible! How could he have raised his strength to this level in just one week! ”

Seeing that Yang Feng commanded the flying sword and fought to a draw with himself, and he couldn't win for a while, Cheng Maolin was shocked in his heart, and a trace of panic appeared on his face.

He didn't expect that in just one week, Yang Feng's strength would improve to the point where it was almost the same as him, which was really incredible, and it was beyond his imagination.

You must know that a week ago, Yang Feng didn't have the courage to fight him head-on, and was beaten by him Cheng Maolin, if it weren't for Yang Feng's extremely fast speed and the existence of a very good superb defensive magic weapon, Yang Feng would have died tragically in his hands Cheng Maolin.

"No, I decided that I couldn't let him live, otherwise I would definitely not end well!"

Thinking of Yang Feng's progress in just one week, Cheng Maolin's heart was full of fear, because a person like Yang Feng, once he grows up, he will shock the entire kamikaze country, and then he Cheng Maolin will have no place to hide.

Cheng Maolin, who was full of murderous intent in his heart, did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and immediately snorted lightly, the qi in his body surged wildly, without a trace of reservation, and the flying sword made a crisp sound of sword roar, and the power increased greatly, with terrifying power, he slashed towards the top of the Zimu Sword, trying to destroy the Zimu Sword, killing Yang Feng ruthlessly.

Hearing the sound of Cheng Maolin's flying sword, Yang Feng's face changed slightly, and he snorted lightly, the full Gang Qi in his body surged rapidly, and the sword of Zimu made a crisp sound of sword roar, the sword light was great, and the power increased greatly, and he met Cheng Maolin's flying sword without showing weakness.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A crisp sound of metal collision, with the collision of Cheng Maolin's flying sword and Yang Feng's mother sword, constantly sounded outside the valley, and the aftermath of the collision was extremely powerful, spreading to the surroundings, one by one the big trees were ruthlessly destroyed, turning into sawdust, and the boulders were crushed, turned into completely broken stones, and shot out towards the surroundings, leaving deep pits several feet deep on the originally hard bluestone ground.

Seeing that Yang Feng blocked his fierce attack, Cheng Maolin's heart tightened, and after a little hesitation, he took out a talisman from the storage bag, entered the Gang Qi, and activated it, and suddenly saw a three-zhang long fire dragon, which appeared out of thin air, raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and then pounced towards Yang Feng's body with his teeth and claws.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's expression changed slightly, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, and with a light shout, the Xuan Turtle Shield shot out, turning into a one-zhang square shield, meeting the three-zhang long fire dragon, blocking it far away from Yang Feng's side.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

A violent roar suddenly sounded when the three-zhang long fire dragon collided with the Xuangui Shield, and the three-zhang-long fire dragon, when it collided with the Xuangui Shield, wrapped the Xuangui Shield, and the scorching flames burned to the fullest, with a posture of wanting to burn the Xuangui Shield to ashes.

When the Sanzhang Fire Dragon was burning to its fullest, the Gang Qi consumed by the Xuan Turtle Shield increased rapidly, and the Gang Qi in Yang Feng's body passed rapidly, which made Yang Feng's face change slightly, without the slightest hesitation and hesitation, he immediately took out a bottle of Hui Yuan Dan from the storage list, poured out one pill, and spit it it out.

With the fall of Hui Yuan Dan's belly, streams of pure Gang Qi were released from Hui Yuan Dan and dispersed into Yang Feng's limbs and flesh meridians, allowing Yang Feng to recover one-third of his Gang Qi in an instant and return to his peak state.

After the Gang Qi in his body returned to his peak state, a fine light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and the Gang Qi in his body surged rapidly, and the Zimu Sword instantly shone brightly, with terrifying power, knocking Cheng Maolin's flying sword away, and with a sharp edge, it quickly slashed towards Cheng Maolin's body.

Seeing the Zimu Sword knocking his flying sword away and slashing towards his body rapidly, Cheng Maolin's expression changed greatly, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, he immediately took out a talisman from the storage bag, entered the Gang Qi, activated it, and suddenly saw a huge wind wall appear in front of him, guarding in front of him.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

A violent explosion sounded outside the valley, and the sword with a sharp edge slammed into the wind wall, and launched a fierce battle with the wind wall, emitting a violent explosion sound, and the powerful explosive aftermath spread to the surroundings, making the hard stones around silently shatter.

When the wind wall blocked the Zimu Sword, Cheng Maolin's flying sword was also under the command of Cheng Maolin, and quickly returned to the reinforcement and fought with the Zimu Sword, making it impossible to attack Cheng Maolin.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's face showed a faint smile, and with a light shout, three sub-swords shot out from the mother sword, with a sharp edge, lightning broke through the defense of the wind wall, and slashed down Cheng Maolin's body, causing him to let out a terrible scream, blood splashed, and died tragically on the spot.

With the death of Cheng Maolin, the flying sword that lost its owner fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and the fire dragon that was originally vigorous and burned the Xuan Turtle Shield was also silently extinguished and disappeared into invisibility.

In the center of the Scarlet Plains, in a thousand-foot-high mountain and deep valley, thousands of monks and thousands of demons, rarely without fighting, but hundreds of meters apart, looked together towards a crystal clear pool in the center of the deep valley.

Next to the crystal clear pool, a three-zhang high, about one meter in diameter, black, like lacquer ink, the leaves glow with a faint black light, growing quietly beside the pool.

The fruit tree, which is as black as ink, has nine branches, and each branch hangs on it, one foot long, and its whole body is as black as ink, like the fruit of a dragon.

These nine pitch-black as ink, shaped like a dragon fruit, called the magic dragon fruit, is one of the most precious treasures of the demon domain, with magical power, monks take it, you can have the power of the magic dragon, it is not a problem to carry the mountain on your shoulder, the demon takes it, it is even more amazing, not only the power is infinite, the shoulder of the mountain, but also can evolve into the demon dragon man, with great divine power.

The magic dragon fruit ripens once in a thousand years, and every time it matures, it will produce nine magic dragon fruits, and at the moment of final ripening, the nutrients of the magic dragon tree will be absorbed, so that the magic dragon tree will wither in an instant and turn into fly ashes.

That is to say, every magic dragon tree will die out if it only bears fruit once, which causes the number of magic dragon fruits to be extremely rare and extremely precious, and every time it appears, it can cause a bloody storm.

The reason why the thousands of monks and thousands of demons gathered in the deep valley in front of them rarely did not fight was because there was still a time when the magic dragon fruit was ripe, and the two sides would definitely start a fierce fight, causing a bloody storm.

Of course, the magic dragon fruit is so precious, once the magic dragon fruit is ripe, not only will there be a fierce battle between the monks and the demons, but even between the monks and the demons, there will be fierce battles between the demons and the demons to compete for the ownership of the magic dragon fruit.

That is to say, as long as the dragon fruit is ripe, a fierce battle will break out in this deep canyon, and the monks and demons gathered in the valley, each of them will be the enemy of others, everyone has no allies, there are enemies all around, and a fierce melee is indispensable.

At this time, there were only a few hours left before the magic dragon fruit was ripe, and the thousands of monks and demons gathered in the deep valley had already stood up one after another, setting their sights on the magic dragon fruit, ready to start a fierce battle to compete for the magic dragon fruit.

Yang Feng, who was dressed in white, was mixed among the thousands of monks, quietly looking at the demon dragon fruit that was about to ripen.

Taking the magic dragon fruit, you can have the power of the magic dragon, and it is not a problem to carry the mountain on your shoulders, which has a great attraction to Yang Feng, and can greatly improve Yang Feng's strength and combat effectiveness.

However, a large number of monks and demons gathered in the valley, and it was not so easy for Yang Feng to grab a magic dragon fruit, so Yang Feng silently mixed in the crowd, quietly waiting for the magic dragon fruit to ripen, and thinking about ways to snatch the magic dragon fruit.

There was only an hour left before the magic dragon fruit was ripe, and thousands of monks and thousands of demons took out their magic weapons one after another, ready to snatch the magic dragon fruit at any time.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

At this moment, nine black snakes with a length of ten feet, the thickness of a bucket, and a pitch-black body, covered with black scales, emerged from the waterhole and let out an angry roar at the thousands of monks and demons not far away, as if they were driving away the monks and demons gathered in the valley.

"These nine black snakes should be the guardian spirit beasts of the Demon Dragon Fruit, if these nine black snakes are allowed to take the Demon Dragon Fruit, after a long period of cultivation, they are likely to evolve into Demon Dragons!"

Looking at the nine black snakes emerging from the pool, Yang Feng's eyes lit up and he whispered to himself.

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