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"I killed you, I killed you, I killed you......"

The iron lion is like crazy, the offensive is like a frenzy, and the ferocity is extreme to the extreme.

Ye Feng kept retreating, and his steps were not chaotic at all.

His blood was boiling, his fighting spirit was high, and he was still calm in the face of the stormy attack.

There is a lot of pressure, and the combat power of the powerhouses of the Hedao realm is really not covered, even if the strength realm has improved by leaps and bounds, but Ye Feng is still overwhelmed and falls into a complete disadvantage.

Pressure, though, is the driving force.

Ye Feng felt that his adrenaline was soaring, his blood was surging and his blood was surging and his fighting spirit was as fierce as fire, burning to the sky, and it seemed that his hair was about to rise to the top, like angry hair rushing to the crown.

"It's just a wretched wretched creature, and if I can't defeat such a creature, I'm in vain. ”

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although the Iron Lion's attack was violent, there was a weakness in his bones, and all his current madness was just because he couldn't accept the possible outcome that would come soon, so he raged wildly, and wanted to numb himself with blood and battle.

The heart is strong, the heart is strong, and the strong are strong, and the strong have no scruples.

Ye Feng muttered silently in his heart, the momentum of his body rose suddenly, and between his shots, the strength obviously became sharp and condensed, and the power increased.

He paused and didn't back away.

"Fight! Fight!"

Ye Feng shouted three times, and his voice echoed throughout the Iron Wall City, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, with a fierce aura of boiling blood.

"Fight! Fight!"

In the Iron Wall City, the many human masters heard Ye Feng's three roars, and they couldn't help but shout in unison, and the momentum of their bodies actually rose again, and the power of their shots increased.

The sound of rolling waves, like a rumbling drum, rolled across the entire sky, and it was huge to the extreme.

Ye Feng heard the response, his face was full of high-spirited and fierce battle intent, and the momentum of his body was as sharp as a sword.

Not only did he not retreat, but instead pressed forward, the Wind Slashing Knife turned into a flying dragon, and swooped down from all angles, unleashing the most fierce and ferocious attack on the Iron Lion.

Iron Lion looked at Ye Feng's eyes as bright as morning stars, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he was shocked by the firmness and fearlessness in Ye Feng's eyes, and his momentum weakened unconsciously.

Ye Feng's figure seems to be getting bigger and bigger, becoming majestic and vigorous, like a big mountain, exuding a strong domineering aura that looks down on the world.

The Iron Lion's body trembled, and he felt a weakness within his body, an invisible weakness that came from the depths of his spirit.

If the heart is uncertain, the will is not strong, and if the mind is not strong, the strength is not strong.

Iron Lion's strength was more than that, but after getting through the violent state at the beginning, he began to feel timid, his mind was confused, and all kinds of complicated thoughts were tumbling in his mind, making his attention also decline.

If the heart is disturbed, the strength is weak.

Ye Feng began to launch a counterattack, the chaotic power in his body became more and more mellow and natural, and every attack exuded a strong and fearless fierce domineering aura, as if he wanted to cut the heavens and the earth apart.

Tough, fierce, fierce.

The Iron Lion's footsteps were slightly chaotic, his breath became rapid, and he felt that his body became weaker, and a feeling of exhaustion welled up in his heart. The hair on his head was rapidly turning white, originally just grayish-white, but as the battle continued, the white became more and more white, and the wrinkles on the iron lion's face gradually deepened.

He's growing old at a rapid pace.

"Iron Lion, you have been strong all your life, even if you are old, you are old and strong, and you are full of toughness. However, after all, you can't keep your heart, and when you should be strong, you are weak......"

In the square, the bitter elephant who had been lost his soul also noticed the scene of the battle at this time.

Seeing the white hair fluttering on the iron lion's head, the bitter elephant looked complicated, chewing its taste carefully, and couldn't help but sigh.

The bitter elephant did not join the battlefield to help the iron lion resist the leaf wind. He seemed to be bored, thinking about his life in a daze, and feeling inexplicable.

Ba Qianshan and Zao Hongzi stood on the side, watching the battle between Ye Feng and the Iron Lion, while paying attention to the movement of the bitter elephant to prevent the other party from suddenly attacking.

But slowly, the attention of the two of them was all focused on the battle, and they didn't pay attention to what the bitter elephant was doing.

The battle between Ye Feng and the Iron Lion is wonderful, with magical means, Taoist artistic conception, and various presentations, which are dazzling and amazed.

The strength of Ba Qianshan and Zao Hongzi has reached the peak of the ninth order of the Divine Power Realm, and they are only one step away from reaching the Hedao Realm, and it is precisely because of this that they have the most profound feelings about the battle between Ye Feng and the two, and they are desperately absorbing the essence of the battle, trying to remember all kinds of changes.

They were originally rare geniuses in the Shenzhou Continent, and their cultivation talent was so high that they far surpassed the vast majority of people in the world, and after a battle, their gains were not amazing.

However, the biggest harvest is naturally Ye Feng, who is at the heart of the battle.

He felt that he was full of strength, every movement was not smooth and natural, there was no need to think about it at all, his body automatically reacted, strength, supernatural powers, Dao realm, countless inspirations exploded in his mind, so that he was in a state of no sharp thinking and an ethereal mind all the time.

Ye Feng's combat power was constantly climbing, at an astonishing speed.

Although the iron lion is uncertain, he is a strong man in the Dao realm after all, and his combat power is absolutely strong.

But under Ye Feng's attack, the iron lion gradually declined, originally eight attacks and two defenses, but now, it has become four attacks and six defenses, and the momentum has been suppressed by Ye Feng.

And the trend is still moving forward.

Ye Feng's figure is even more erratic, his understanding of the Dao of Space is constantly deepening, it seems that there is a thin layer of diaphragm, as long as he breaks through it and crosses it, he can completely merge with the Dao and officially enter the Dao realm.

The diaphragm is getting thinner and thinner, and Ye Feng's actions are becoming more and more elusive, and his attacks can appear from every angle, which is tricky and weird, making people unguardable.

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not convinced! Why me?"

Iron Lion felt that trend, but also felt his own weakness.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't help but roar in anger.

Why was it me who was hurt?

Why did you let Ye Feng appear in Iron Wall City?

Why did things turn out the way they were?

It's the world, not me, that's wrong.

All kinds of thoughts passed through his mind, and the iron lion's face was hideous and distorted, and the power of his move seemed to increase a few points, bringing the situation back a little bit.

But Ye Feng had already played with momentum, played with hand wind, and played furious.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes were bright, and the castration of the wind slashing knife was more firm and powerful, and with each slash, the space seemed to be solidified, then upside down, and then shattered, to stir everything in the space into pieces, and the power was infinite.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

A puff of sparks was shining brightly, and the dazzling light seemed to illuminate the entire Iron Wall City.

The Iron Lion was retreating, his steps disheveled.

His white hair, flying in the wind, carried a desolate and sad taste, like the decaying twilight of a hero, and like the end of a hero's life.

While!

There was another loud bang, and the iron lion retreated again, a bloody mark appeared on his chest, and his clothes were also shattered, like a butterfly fluttering in the wind.

While!

The iron lion's calf was weak, one stumbled, and there was a touch of blood on his shoulder, and his shoulder blade was faintly visible.

I saw the sword light flickering, and countless spatial cracks were filling, like heaven and earth, and the iron lion, the insect that was shrouded in Rory, clashed everywhere, but there was no way out.

"Ahh......h

The iron lion roared wildly, and his old face exuded the last touch of fierceness, showing the lion king's grandeur to the fullest.

However, in the next moment, his body retreated, but his back hit a thick wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Cha!

The Wind Chopper pierced the Iron Lion's chest, and the blade sank into the wall behind it, holding the Iron Lion firmly in the thick wall.

Ye Feng let go of his hand, took two steps back, panted, and looked at the iron lion, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

Although the Iron Lion's will was shaken and panicked, in the end, he still showed the true pride of a Dao Realm powerhouse and fought resolutely to the end.

As an opponent, this is indeed an opponent to be respected.

Therefore, Ye Feng gave the Iron Lion a fatal blow.

"Heh......"

The iron lion lowered his head and looked at the knife in his chest, and the expression on his face was complicated. He sighed lightly and stretched out his hand, wanting to pull out the knife, but after trying several times, he didn't have enough strength to pull the knife out, but his palm was cut out of the bloody hole, and the blood was dripping.

He finally gave up on the attempt.

"I'll be waiting for you in the monster's body, and the time will be ...... soon"

The iron lion raised his head and looked at Ye Feng, his face no longer had that hideous and crazy meaning, and became calm and indifferent.

"You're just afraid that you won't be able to wait for the rest of your life, because I'm not you!"

Ye Feng held his head high, looked at the iron lion firmly, and said in a sonorous voice.

Iron Lion looked at Ye Feng, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Ye Feng, looking at the high-spirited and determined light in Ye Feng's eyes, and the sneering smile on his face, but it was gradually converging, becoming calm, becoming suddenly, and lonely.

"So, is this the reason why I lost to you? Such a look, I used to have it, that ...... What a beautiful day......"

The Iron Lion laughed self-deprecatingly, his breath gradually waning, and his head hung heavily and remained motionless.

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