Chapter 70: A God-like Adversary
The remnant sun wept blood, and there seemed to be an indescribable sadness under the sunset.
Ye Feng didn't understand what this sadness meant. Now he is running carefree among the dilapidated houses.
It is an abandoned farmstead that originally belonged to a business owner who was sold to the current owner because of a debt mortgage.
The farm is about to be renovated and opened, and my father is a well-known local designer, who was invited by the owner to preside over the overall planning.
Ye Feng was attracted by the sound of frolicking in the distance, and quietly left the crowd.
Across a remote shade of trees, behind the overgrown weeds is a basketball court. There were a couple of people playing, five men and one woman.
A handsome young man dribbled the ball and ran quickly in front of him. It's so tall, it's a giant.
Ye Feng stretched out his finger and poked the barbed wire fence of the court curiously, suspecting that there was something like a magnifying glass on it.
"Little brother, what are you doing?" The woman appeared behind him at some point.
Penis......
"Is my sister pretty?" The woman crouched down and touched his head.
"Pretty ......" Ye Feng replied stupidly, he had never seen such a beautiful woman.
"Are you peeking at your sister?"
Ye Feng glanced at her secretly with a red face, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, "I don't have ......"
"It's not good for children to lie."
The woman grinned and pinched his face, her slender fingers sliding down his cheek and grabbing his neck.
"Hurt ......"
The woman's smile grew stronger, and her fingers suddenly tightened, lifting him up.
His feet were off the ground, dangling in the air and kicking desperately.
"Dad, Dad......"
His father passed in front of him and did not see him, and then several designers walked by talking and laughing, and gradually drifted away.
When he was at his weakest and helpless, everyone left.
The vision is starting to blur, and if you can't control your consciousness, you're going to die?
Suddenly there was a sense of relief, just let it be, just give it up, it's too tiring.
There was an abrupt disturbance of spiritual power, followed by a violent impact on the back, like being hit by a truck running at full speed.
He flew out, and his eyes rolled to the ground. The whole body seems to fall apart, and almost every beat of the heart will bring pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.
He struggled to raise his head, his shaky gaze desperately trying to catch focus.
I'm going, it's really a truck!
Shen Hou landed in front of the truck, his chest heaving and heaving, panting violently.
The clones all grew long hair in order to carry out the tasks of the Qin State, and Shen Hou originally wore a ponytail on the back of his head, coupled with his elegant appearance, he looked like a famous artist engaged in art, but now he was wearing a cloak and his hair was scattered, like a prisoner who was escorted to the execution ground to be executed.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, what's the situation!"
Shen Hou's face turned pale, and he said in a dumb voice: "Don't thank me!" ”
"Tsk, two big men, join forces to deal with a weak female stream of mine."
Ye Feng turned his head suddenly, and stood not far behind him, and it was the woman who was so beautiful that she couldn't speak.
"Bingsa?"
Shen Hou yelled, "Don't look at her eyes! ”
Ye Feng's head was stirred into a mess, "When did the fight start?" ”
Shen Hou rarely cursed, "Grass! Didn't you shout at it! ”
Ye Feng has palpitations, her talent is fear, is it to make people fall into a nightmare full of negative emotions?
As soon as I pulled out my jacket pocket, the tin box was gone, "It's over!" ”
"What?"
"The booster shot is gone."
"I don't see your sister, if you hadn't had a needle just now, you thought we could last so long!"
Already strengthened?
He touched his neck, and the finger marks were clearly recognizable.
The Xuanyuan Excalibur was stuck diagonally in the rubble a few meters away. He glanced at Bing Sa, keeping his gaze below the tip of her nose, and the other party gracefully made a gesture of invitation.
He staggered to his feet, like he had stepped on cotton.
After settling down, the train of thought gradually returned clearly, and the battle scenes reappeared like a movie.
Ten minutes ago, from Bing Sa's first shot, he judged that the disparity in strength between them was incomparable, and decisively injected the fourth-level strengthening potion.
As expected, at the moment of strengthening, the violent energy raged wantonly, and his momentum continued to rise, and the speed and power of the burst were almost comparable to the theoretical value of the seventh-level standard.
He fell into some kind of violent mood, his eyes were red, and his spiritual power was frantically injected into the sword body, and he attacked more than a hundred swords like a storm.
There was only one thought left in my head: faster, faster!
Bing Sa's body is agile and elegant, cruising and shuttling in the stormy waves, with a bit of appreciation on his face.
Such an amazing swordsmanship can be called the past and the present.
It's a pity that he is facing the most powerful lord of the dark world. Although the power of the sword technique was vividly exerted, it was still unable to attack for a long time.
Ye Feng decided to make a desperate gamble, and resolutely resorted to the strongest move of "piercing the clouds and splitting the sky".
The sword style is unstoppable, and the gaze follows like a shadow.
The domineering and incomparable sword of lore finally really threatened Bingsa, and she did not hesitate to unleash her talent.
So, Ye Feng saw the vast depth of her eyes, and fell into it in an instant.
The peerless elegance of that sword had not yet fully bloomed, and it had already come to an abrupt end, and only half of the cloak could be cut off.
If it weren't for Shen Hou's quick opportunity, he would have been strangled to death by her like a child in a nightmare.
His hand clenched the heavy sword again, this time it did not bring a solid reliance, and his heart was empty, and there was a kind of fatigue after losing his strength, as if he could no longer control his fate.
Bingsa untied her cloak, "Is it okay?" ”
She had a warm smile on her face, and her tone was gentle and not a little smoky, like a concerned greeting between friends.
Ye Feng nodded expressionlessly.
Bing Sasser moved, leaned forward slightly, made a stride forward, and then disappeared in place.
Ye Feng's vision is still at the level of seven levels, and he can still capture her movement trajectory, but unfortunately, as the strengthening effect has stabilized, his reaction speed has dropped to a level, and he can't hide if he wants to.
The fist rapidly enlarged in view, smashing the bridge of his nose and sending him flying upside down. A slender leg chased after him and kicked him heavily in the stomach.
He kept being knocked out of the air, and then he was caught up again, and he was knocked away again.
Bingsa is like a naughty child, chasing a tumbling ball with great interest.
His consciousness began to crumble, and his consciousness was filled with a sense of humiliation.
A violent fluctuation of spiritual power. Shen Hou finally found the right opportunity and fired a shot against Bingsa's pursuit trajectory, blocking her flowing pursuit.
Since the failure of the first Dark Beam sneak attack, the Dark Gun's attack has lost its mystery and suddenness.
He knew his position, at this time, neither his personal strength nor his dark energy weapon was enough to face the Dark Duke, so he would do his best to play a supporting role and win a respite for his teammates.
The ice sassy twisted abruptly in the air and floated away like a ghost.
Ye Feng broke away from the claws of the devil and slashed a parabola in the air, slamming into the ground with huge inertia.
Shen Hou calmly pulled the trigger while moving backwards towards Ye Feng.
Bingsa's figure was somewhere between the virtual and the real, like Ling Bo stepping forward, unhurriedly pressing towards them.
"Bang!"
The sniper rifle rang out, and the bullet hit her in the head with precision. The sharpshooter who fired the gun was very experienced and predicted her landing point in advance.
However, it was only her afterimage that was shot. The next moment she appeared in another place more than ten meters away, with a little annoyance on her face. Such a sneak attack obviously violates the competitive ethics of the aristocracy.
She glanced coldly in the direction the bullet had come from.
The sharpshooter was in a hurry to correct his target, and happened to meet her eyes in the camera, and immediately fell into a deep nightmare, his eyes went straight to his forehead, and his body stiffened, and he fell limply to the ground.
Another hidden sharpshooter caught the target's pause and fired a shot without hesitation.
Bing Sa waved his hand and brushed away the high-speed flying bullets, like driving away a pesky fly.
This young sharpshooter was extremely talented, and the timing of his choice was more clever than that of his predecessors, but unfortunately his mind was far less resolute than his predecessors, and he was swept away by Bing Sa, and he was directly scared to death.
Ye Feng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose kept oozing blood, his ribs were broken, and all his internal organs were displaced.
It has become a luxury to want to stand up, and after several efforts, I finally supported my upper body with a sword.
Shen Hou retreated to his side and said anxiously, "The energy spar has run out. ”
"I still have it here."
Ye Feng grabbed a handful of spirit stones from his waist bag and handed them to Shen Hou, which Huang Shan secretly stuffed into him before leaving.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood and spoke a little intermittently, "This time, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave, it's me who has caused you." Speaking of which, I'm really the broom star of your three groups, last time it was Ah Sheng, this time it's you. ”
Shen Hou smiled, "Then let's die here." ”
Ye Feng laughed miserably: "It's really a god-like opponent, if you can fight her before you die, it won't be a loss." ”
Shen Hou shook his head lonely. It's a pity that if you are empty and enthusiastic, even if you know your will to die, in the end I am afraid it is just wishful thinking.
When he looked up, Bingsa had already come closer.