Chapter 572: Don't worry, I can't die!

Ye Tianhong smiled and said lightly: "Feng Feifei, we did that 100,000 years ago in order to preserve the strength of the Xuanhuang Continent, so that the top powerhouses of the Xuanhuang Continent would not be killed by the Demon Emperor, so as to wait for the opportunity to revive the Xuanhuang Continent." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Feng Feifei sneered: "You have preserved your strength, and you have been hiding in Jiuyi Mountain and 100,000 Mountains for so long to cultivate, why haven't you come out to reunify the Xuanhuang Continent for a long time?"

Ye Tianhong touched his snow-white long beard and said in a deep voice: "I have always intended to reunify the Xuanhuang Continent, but because of the retreat and cultivation, I was robbed by this kid Wang Yu!"

"Got the first opportunity?" the corners of Feng Feifei's mouth flashed with disdain and mockery, "Although you have the ambition and strength to reunify the Xuanhuang Continent, you don't have the courage and audacity to reunify the Xuanhuang Continent at all!" You are afraid that once you reunify the Xuanhuang Continent, you will anger the Demon Emperor and be killed by him, but seeing that Wang Yu has unified the Xuanhuang Continent and the Xuanhuang Empire has been established for a hundred days, and there is no action on the side of the Dark Empire, you have led these people to the imperial capital with high-sounding reasons to try to seize control of the Xuanhuang Continent, am I right?"

Ye Tianhong's face was gloomy, staring at her coldly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked, and hurriedly flew to Feng Feifei's side, pointed to the Tongtian List, and whispered: "Sister Feifei, Ye Tianhong has cultivated the doppelganger technique, and the clones have all reached the cultivation of the three-star Martial Emperor, and now none of us are his opponents." ”

Feng Feifei turned his head to look at the Tongtian list, and saw that the first place position was impressively written with the seven golden words "Three Star Martial Emperor Ye Tianhong", and his face couldn't help but show a look of horror.

Ye Tianhong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and a strong aura erupted from his body, and Feng Feifei and Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that the breath on their chests was stagnant.

He glanced at Wang Yu, Feng Feifei, Feng Xiaoxiao and the hundreds of people behind them, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and he said sharply: "Yes, I came this time to take over the Xuanhuang Empire, and anyone who is unwilling to support me as the emperor of the Xuanhuang Empire will be killed!"

Feng Feifei sneered: "Ye Tianhong, how can you be qualified to be the emperor of the Xuanhuang Empire? As soon as the Demon Emperor's army arrives, I am afraid that you will immediately surrender on your knees and become a lackey of the Dark Empire!"

Ye Tianhong snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "One hundred thousand years ago, in this Xuanhuang Continent, except for the God Emperor, it was I, Ye Tianhong, who cultivated the highest, and now I have cultivated for another 100,000 years, and my cultivation is only higher than the God Emperor back then, why can't I be the emperor of this Xuanhuang Empire?"

His eyes scanned back and forth on Feng Feifei and Feng Xiaoxiao's bodies twice, and the corners of his mouth suddenly flashed with an evil smile, and then said: "Back then, you sisters all wanted to be favored by the God Emperor and become the emperor, and they turned their faces for this, but unfortunately he didn't understand the amorous feelings, I, Ye Tianhong, am not an old-fashioned person, if you are willing to submit to me, I can accept you as a ......."

"Shut your foul mouth!"

Feng Feifei interrupted Ye Tianhong's words sharply, and with a wave of his right hand, dozens of phoenix-winged red flame snakes turned into dozens of red streamers and shot towards Ye Tianhong.

Ling Xiao had been standing quietly a few feet on the opposite side, and when he saw Feng Feifei attacking Ye Tianhong, his left palm came out and slapped it horizontally towards the dozens of streamers.

Pure vitality burst out from his palm, condensing into a huge palm print, enveloping the dozens of red streamers in it.

Bang!

The blood mist drifted away, and dozens of phoenix-winged red flame snakes were instantly shattered by that huge palm print.

Feng Feifei was furious, the killing intent in the phoenix's eyes bloomed, and he flew into the air, and the slender index finger of his right hand pointed towards Ling Xiao.

The divine light flashed on the white jade-like fingertips, and a red flame of several zhang in size suddenly appeared in the void, and it burst towards Ling Xiao from top to bottom.

"Red Flame Divine Fire!"

Ling Xiao exclaimed, and his right palm quickly slapped out, and a larger palm print struck against the blazing red flame.

Rumble!

The palm print collided with the red flame, and there was a violent stir in the void, and in an instant, the huge palm print was burned completely, and the red flame of several zhang size was also shattered into dozens of flowing fires.

The gray shadow flashed, Ling Xiao dodged the dozens of flowing fires, flew into the air, cast a teleportation **, circled around Feng Feifei in the blink of an eye, and shot eight palm prints at Feng Feifei with both palms, and struck at Feng Feifei from eight different directions.

Each of these eight palm prints was the size of a zhang, and with the momentum of thunder, it seemed that Feng Feifei was going to be smashed in mid-air.

Feng Feifei didn't have Ling Xiao's fast body technique, and he couldn't release eight red flame divine fires in an instant, shattering all the eight palm prints, so he could only fly up and dodge.

Wang Yu secretly screamed badly.

The eight directions around Feng Feifei were attacked, and only the upper and lower directions could be dodged.

Ling Xiao knew that Feng Feifei had an arrogant temperament and would never dodge from below, so after striking out the Eight Palms, his figure teleported to the top.

Feng Feifei had just flown out of the eight palm prints, and the killing intent appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes, and his right palm struck out a jet-black palm print the size of his palm like lightning.

Bang!

This jet-black palm print struck Feng Feifei's back heart firmly, shattering the body protection qi in her back heart.

"Ahh

Feng Feifei let out a low snort, his eyes were dark, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his delicate body flew forward for more than ten zhang.

Ling Xiao's figure also moved forward more than ten zhang in an instant.

"Vixen, die!"

There was a fierce light in his eyes, and a low roar came out of his mouth, and he waved his palm to slap Feng Feifei's back heart.

The protective body qi in Feng Feifei's heart was shattered, and before he had time to repair it, his palm would definitely pierce Feng Feifei's chest and smash one of her hearts.

Between the lightning and the fire, a violent dragon roar sounded, and a hideous black dragon more than ten zhang long slammed into Ling Xiao from the side.

Ling Xiao was taken aback, and hurriedly used teleportation** to dodge.

The black dragon turned the dragon's head, twisted its huge body, and slammed into Ling Xiao again.

Feng Feifei felt the killing intent behind her just now, and knew that Ling Xiao had teleported behind her again, her breath was disordered, and she had no time to dodge, so she could only close her eyes and wait for death.

Hearing the movement behind him, Feng Feifei turned around and saw that Wang Yu had already reached mid-air, Zhou's body was shrouded in a ball of blazing blue blood, and a pair of eyes flashed with blue light, staring fiercely at Ling Xiao's gray figure that was constantly teleporting in the void.

A black dragon more than ten zhang long condensed by demonic qi was chasing him frantically.

Feng Feifei's heart was injured and he needed to heal his injuries as soon as possible, so he quickly flew and fell from mid-air.

Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly flew to her side and said with concern: "Sister Feifei, are you okay?"

Feng Feifei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at her, and said coldly: "Don't worry, I can't die!"

After speaking, she closed her eyes and breathed a few times, then opened her eyes and looked into the air.

The black dragon condensed by the demonic qi was still fangs and claws, chasing Ling Xiao frantically, but Ling Xiao's teleportation method was too fast, and he could always dodge the moment before the black dragon hit him.

The demonic energy condensed into the black dragon continued to dissipate in the void, and the size of the black dragon became smaller and smaller.