Chapter 102: The First Battle of the Eighth Child
The void was distorted, and Ye Yunfeng's figure advanced in the endless darkness, and when he took one step, he was already thousands of miles away, a few steps below. In his sight, Ye Yunfeng could already see Xiao Bai's huge body that had turned into his body.
The eyes were silver and blood-stained hair, and suddenly, an evil fire surged from the bottom of his heart. Ye Yunfeng gritted his teeth, Xiao Bai was the person who followed Ye Yunfeng from Ye Yunfeng as soon as he stepped into the cultivation world, although he was just a demon beast, but Ye Yunfeng never treated him as a beast, in Ye Yunfeng's eyes, Xiao Bai was his companion, although most of this companion could only play the role of selling cuteness and amusement, but this could not erase Ye Yunfeng's psychology of treating Xiao Bai as a companion.
At this moment, seeing Xiaobai covered in blood, a sudden wave of anger rose, and his heart trembled in an instant. Ye Yunfeng's figure flashed violently, turned into a phantom, and shot away. When you raise your hand and wave it, your mind moves.
The black light flashed in his hand, and the Tianwen Sword appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, he slashed away with a sword. Suddenly there was a buzzing sound, and when the Tianwen Sword Blade trembled, it let out a monstrous sword roar.
When a terrifying killing intent was revealed, the evil qi that erupted from Ye Yunfeng's body turned into a hideous and terrifying desolate beast, and when it roared, it revealed its fangs that flickered with hideous cold light. Go straight to the man in black.
"You've finally appeared, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Seeing Ye Yunfeng suddenly killing, the corners of Lao Ba's mouth showed a sneer, and he opened his mouth indifferently. Raising his hand to a row of waist storage bags, a light immediately flashed. A blood-colored scimitar was held in Lao Ba's hand.
With a cruel laugh, the figure of the eighth child flashed, disappeared suddenly, and when he reappeared, he was still in front of Xiaobai. Raise your foot and kick it away, the mana in your body surges, and when it roars. A tyrannical energy poured out of Lao Badantian and poured into the kicked legs.
"The Lord has come, you are useless, now let me die. The old man smiled cruelly, raised his foot and kicked away, and a gust of wind whistled on his feet.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, Ye Yunfeng's eyes froze, he snorted coldly, and his speed suddenly increased several times again, turning into a ray of light in an instant, and when a black light flickered, Tianwen Sword Blade roared. went straight to the old eight and kicked at Xiaobai's leg.
The figure flashed, and the eighth man sneered, who is he, although he is usually very aggressive, but if he really has no brains, how can he become one of the supreme elders of the Heavenly Demon Palace?
Previously, the moment Ye Yunfeng appeared, the eighth knew it. With Ye Yunfeng's speed, it was impossible for him to take it down, even if Ye Yunfeng couldn't beat him, but with his flashing speed, it would be easy to escape.
However, there is one more person here who can't escape, and that is Xiaobai. This snow phantom wolf king who was seriously injured and dying by the old eight.
At this moment, Lao Ba deliberately kicked Xiao Bai and made a look of wanting to put Xiao Bai to death, then Ye Yunfeng would definitely not let Lao Ba kill Xiao Bai, but if he wanted to stop it, far away, using spells, he might kill Xiao Bai who was already seriously injured and dying. Then the only way is to get close to the body and resist the attack of the old eight with pure physical attacks.
What Lao Ba didn't expect was that Ye Yunfeng didn't know any magic at all, and all of Ye Yunfeng's attack methods were hand-to-hand combat.
The eighth sneered, his eyes condensed, and he looked at the sword blade that had been slashed. The disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet dissipated, his expression suddenly changed, and his figure flew away violently.
In an instant, a fierce sword aura slashed through, shattering the void. When the figure of the eighth child flickered, it still did not pass the broken void, and suddenly a wave of pain surged over, and cold sweat broke out in the eighth instant.
"Careless, this kid is a prickly man. He secretly exclaimed in his heart, but he didn't dare to hesitate, raised his hand and waved, and the blood-colored scimitar in his hand suddenly cut down.
There was a loud bang, and it broke out in an instant. The bloody knife in Lao Ba's hand cut through the void and went straight to Ye Yunfeng's throat, a fierce thought enveloped Ye Yunfeng's body, and a terrifying killing intent fell on Ye Yunfeng's body in an instant.
His body trembled slightly, and Ye Yunfeng sneered. "Killing intent, just this bit of killing intent, dare to show it in front of me, let you see what the real killing intent is. ”
The words fell, instantly. Ye Yunfeng raised his feet and stepped forward, Tianwen reversed, and the blade of the sword hung low.
"Silence and no return!"
The cold voice resounded, Ye Yunfeng's hand moved suddenly, and time was just a blink of an eye. Before the word "no return" could be completely blurted out, Ye Yunfeng had already swung his sword and slashed it away.
Suddenly, sword shadows roared in the sky, and each sword shadow was like substance. With a fierce and monstrous killing intent, he slashed towards Lao Ba, and when the bloody knife intent was filled, it was completely shattered.
The body suddenly roared, and Ye Yunfeng's expression changed suddenly, "Why is there a problem at this time." He cursed secretly, and asked the woman directly about the Demon Fetus in his mind. "What's going on with my body now, why is it out of my control. ”
"Super God Body, you are not the soul of this world, this body is occupied by you. When you transform into a supergod body, your soul has been out of ** for a period of time, so your soul has not been completely synchronized with ** at the moment, originally I wanted to let you slowly become familiar with this power in the battle, who knows that the first battle of your super god body is a demon cultivator who has reached the peak of cultivation. With a light sigh, the demon fetus looked solemn when it spoke.
"So what now. "Ye Yunfeng is angry, Nima is such an important question, you actually waited until something happened to tell me, if I don't ask, you will never tell me.
"Drag!"
Taking a deep breath, the demon fetus coldly spat out a word. Immediately, he added. "With your current physical strength, this demon cultivator can't kill you with one blow, so you only need to delay for a while, a quarter of an hour at most. Under such fierce battles, your soul will inevitably merge perfectly with **. ”
"!"
scolded angrily, Ye Yunfeng was really speechless, this is equivalent to not saying it. Now I can't even control my body completely, how to drag it. It's still a quarter of an hour, and the fuck probably won't be able to hold on for a second.
When his mind turned, Ye Yunfeng was frantically calculating in his mind about the method of dragging the enemy.
When the sword intent was permeating, the old eight laughed wildly. "Hahaha! Soul and flesh are one, separated but not separated. Boy, eat me with a knife. ”
"Whew!"
Taking a deep breath, Ye Yunfeng's expression was solemn, looking at the roaring violent sword intent, the monstrous rise of tyrannical killing intent, Ye Yunfeng's waist suddenly twisted, and in an instant, it actually rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, twisting his waist into a twist.
The right hand was raised, and the Tianwen Sword in his hand made a critical sword sound, and a terrifying sword intent erupted from above the Tianwen Sword body.
At this moment, Ye Yunfeng was already under the shadow of death, and his mind was spinning rapidly. The only thing Ye Yunfeng thought of was to resist Lao Ba's attack in this way of self-harm, twist his waist, and use the crazy spinning power of the twisted rebound to pour the energy in his body into the Tianwen Sword, prompting the sword intent, turning into a web of sword intent to envelop himself.