Chapter 122: The Wild Dragon Awakens (1)

The clouds and peaks on the sky dome are overhanging, and the hidden thunder is shining. The cold wind blew quietly in front of the towering Lotus Heart Cliff, Bao Jun lay on the snow, his limbs were still twitching slightly, and the blood blew the snow under him into a scarlet.

"I'm going to kill you!" Ye Qingcheng, who had a hideous face, opened the third stage of the ascending dragon vein under the extreme violent anger. A beast-like roar rolled in his throat, wisps of silver smoke rising from his body, staring blankly at the red cloaked Wind Gloom.

More than a dozen black-robed Gu Masters immediately took out a scimitar and shielded it in front of Yu Feng.

"Get out of the way. Yu Feng said coldly.

Then, with a dark face, he walked towards Ye Qingcheng, and asked as he walked, "Turning into a dragon?

"I'm going to kill you!" Ye Qingcheng has suffered the heaviest three blows since he can remember: the first time was the disappearance of his mother, and he had no choice but confusion and desolation; the second time was the death of his father, and Ying Long was killed with it, and he had to bear the pain alone except for grief; this third time, Bao Jun fell in a pool of blood, and the murderer was in front of his eyes, and his anger covered up a qiē, making his murderous thoughts boil to the point that it was difficult to hold himself!

Hatred, the last power hidden in his body, was instantly aroused!

"Bang !!" Ye Qingcheng's feet suddenly burst out with a cloud of exploding snow, and his figure was like a silver thunderbolt, rushing towards Yu Feng furiously.

In the rushing air, Yu Feng first saw a face full of flames, and then a flickering dragon claw, grabbing his head fiercely. There was a strong wind under his feet, he raised his left foot, and swiped half a step behind him, his body immediately moved sideways, and Ye Qingcheng's hideous dragon claws almost slashed against his skin.

"Huh!" a sharp claw mark remained in front of Yu Feng. After Ye Qingcheng struck a blow into the air, he fell in front of the group of black-robed Gu masters. One of the Gu Masters was frightened, and he leaped forward, raised the scimitar in his hand, and directly took Ye Qingcheng's head.

"Die!" Ye Qingcheng roared, spun his body in half a circle viciously, and waved the dragon claw, instantly grabbing the scimitar that had been slashed. Then, he grabbed the tip of the scimitar and jerked it over, and then he raised his hand to stab the knife out.

The handle of the scimitar plunged directly into the Gu Master's head, knocking a piece of his skull into the back of his head and a puddle of brains. Then, Ye Qingcheng raised his foot and kicked heavily in the abdomen of the Gu Master, directly kicking it more than twenty zhang away, hitting the Lotus Heart Cliff. This series of actions was fierce, brutal, and extremely fast, and the Gu Master with the cultivation of a junior martial sect was killed without reacting at all.

A wisp of turbid yellow Gu mist floated in front of the mountain cliff. Yu Feng calmly glanced at the Gu Mist and said to all the Gu Masters, "You guys stay away. ”

In Yu Feng's opinion, Ye Qingcheng at this time was still just a young beast that could not pose a threat in front of him. The only thing that could threaten him was Lihuo. However, when he was on guard, it was difficult for him to hurt him from the fire. After all, he also possessed a third-order alliance beast with the same strength as Lihuo—a hundred feet in prison!

"Where is your alliance beast?" Yu Feng held the Yin Emperor Sword in one hand, and lifted the cloak and hood on his head with the other, revealing his flowing white hair.

"I'm going to slaughter you!" Ye Qingcheng's angry dragon pupils were already full of rage, and he flew up again, rushing towards Yu Feng regardless of a single moment.

"It seems that Senior Brother Xiao was deceived by your hidden strength. Looking at the angry Ye Qingcheng, Yu Feng said to himself. A peak martial artist, when fighting against an opponent with the strength of a high-level martial sect, if he takes it lightly, he does have a certain chance to be counter-killed. However, it was absolutely impossible for a Martial Sect who had almost lost his mind to kill a shrewd Martial King. Between Wuzong and Wuwang, it is a watershed, and the gap is like a chasm.

"Tom!!" A fierce dragon fist slammed into Yu Feng's chest. However, a layer of transparent wind spirit barrier was the first to condense in Yu Feng's chest, and when Ye Qingcheng's blow came, the wind spirit barrier was like a layer of crystal, and it was hit and cracked!

"Smack!!" The wind spirit barrier shattered, and Ye Qingcheng's dragon fist was immediately shocked with a string of blood beads, but Yu Feng was unharmed, standing firmly on the snow.

At this time, Ye Qingcheng was furious, and he couldn't detect the pain in his fist, and after the blow failed, he raised his claws again and swung towards Yu Feng's neck. As a result, Yu Feng took a step back decisively, and then lifted the Yin Emperor Pole, without even pulling out the scabbard, he directly used the tip of the scabbard to hit Ye Qingcheng's chest heavily.

"Bang!!" Under the terrifying force, the robe on Ye Qingcheng's chest was directly blasted open by the impact, revealing the scorching sun-like scar on his heart. At the same time, the scar rippled in circles of flesh and skin under the impact, his heart stopped beating instantly, and his body flew back in pain.

As he flew back, Yu Feng leaped violently, raised the Yin Emperor Sword, attached the scabbard, and slammed it on his head.

"Snort-" Under the blow, the blood flew out immediately, and Ye Qingcheng was on the snow, and he retreated more than ten times, leaving a long snow mark.

After a while, low breathing rolled in his throat, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and he struggled several times before he struggled to get up. The location of the heart on his chest, the scorching sun-like scar, had been bruised and blackened by the impact.

It was extremely reluctant to use the third stage of the ascending dragon vein to deal with Xiao Jing, and it was even more impossible to use it to deal with Yu Feng.

However, he didn't show the slightest sign of weakness or retreat, he raised his hand and pulled out the Qingfeng Broken Sword from behind his back, and glanced at Bao Jun, who was lying in a pool of blood not far away, the blood was still exuding heat, but his body was motionless, and he roared angrily again.

"Fight the wind and waves!" he shouted as he ran frantically and raised his hand to interrupt his sword.

However, Yu Feng didn't give Ye Qingcheng a chance to show his sword power, he spread his palm and aimed at Ye Qingcheng who was rushing towards him, and shouted in a deep voice: "Amber!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be an invisible force that hit Ye Qingcheng's body, and then, all the surrounding air currents strangely surged towards Ye Qingcheng from all directions. But in the blink of an eye, Yu Feng's spiritual technique was formed.

A mysterious orb of wind spirits appeared in front of him.

In the pale silver, translucent wind spirit ball, Ye Qingcheng maintained a posture of rushing and raising his sword, his appearance was hideous and his eyes were fierce, but under this level of spiritual magic, he was like a worm in amber, fixed and immovable.

"Ants, brainless pariahs!, Senior Brother Xiao's death in your hands is really a great shame!" Yu Feng stared at Ye Qingcheng with disdain, and then shouted in a deep voice: "Broken!"

"Pap, papa, papa, papa, pap......" The pale silver wind spirit ball that was frozen in front of Yu Feng, under his deep shout, was like an ice cube, suddenly making a cracking sound and cracking one after another. Along with it, there was also Ye Qingcheng's skin, as if he would also be shattered with this wind spirit ball.