Chapter 65: The Verge

At this moment, time freezes again.

Ye Qingcheng grabbed the bronze scythe with one hand, and the scarlet blood stained the blade of the ground scythe. Behind him, a headless corpse was about to fall, and the frightened-eyed head was still flying in midair.

However, in the face of his own brother being killed, Yu Feng's expression was unusually calm, as if he was coldly watching a stranger being killed.

In the gentle breeze, he blew his long snow-white hair, revealing his handsome, cold face.

"Bang!" Yu Huo's corpse fell to the ground, and the head fell to the bone.

Ye Qingcheng carried the black sheath sword on his back, and at the same time threw away the bronze scythe in his hand, staring at Yu Feng, whose expression was as cold as ice.

Suddenly, a creepy murderous aura turned into a strong gust of wind, whistling around. In the strong wind, Yu Feng's long snow-white hair danced wildly with the wind, he didn't say a word, and walked towards Ye Qingcheng.

"Hmmmm......" A low roar rolled out of Lihuo's throat, and wisps of red flames rose from its body.

"Whoosh!" I saw that an afterimage flickered violently in the air, and Yu Feng's figure flew like a whirlwind.

The "Roaring !!" immediately blocked in front of Ye Qingcheng from the fire, its body suddenly demonized, expanded into the form of a flaming giant tiger, and then fiercely pounced towards Yu Feng.

Lihuo and Ye Qingcheng chose to go out at the same time, its eyes were filled with endless killing intent, and it carried the terrifying True Spirit Flame to fight away. However, Yu Feng rose into the air in an instant, calmly dodging the momentum of leaving the fire.

He didn't hesitate to leave the fire, and immediately jumped up.

As a result, in the roaring hurricane of flames, Yu Feng's figure twisted steeply, transforming into a phantom. Startled by the fire, he found out that he had been tricked, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Ye Qingcheng below.

"Huh!!" In a strange sound that resembled the sound of a sword, Yu Feng's true body appeared three steps away in front of Ye Qingcheng.

At the same time, he stretched out his left palm towards Ye Qingcheng, and a circle of extremely violent whirlwinds the size of a wine glass immediately appeared in his palm.

In the face of this sudden sneak attack, Li Huoxin was terrified, even if it couldn't defeat Yu Feng, it would at least be able to defeat him. However, if Ye Qingcheng was hit by Yu Feng, he would be seriously injured at least and at worst at risk of his life.

It rushed back without a single blow.

However, Yu Feng's spiritual magic had already taken action.

I saw that Yu Feng first stretched out his hand to aim at Ye Qingcheng, and then, in a very short period of time, turned the direction of his palm and aimed at the blank position ten zhang away on the left side of Ye Qingcheng.

"Hu !!" In the blink of an eye, the small spirit whirlwind condensed in the palm of Yu Feng's hand flew out in a direction ten zhang away. After it broke away from his grasp, it turned into a one-foot-long, silver-colored whirling wind dragon, carrying a powerful wind spirit power to blast past.

The fierce wind spirit roared, and the figure of Ye Qingcheng in front of Yu Feng was also faintly distorted, and then disappeared into nothingness. Ye Qingcheng's strength was far inferior to Lihuo, but Ye Qingcheng's mind was very high, and he knew that Yu Feng was going to take the lead in the moment when Yu Feng used the phantom to confuse Lihuo just now. Therefore, he made preparations in advance, and used the essence of the Ye style swordsmanship to create a short-lived phantom.

However, this trick was seen through by Yu Feng Qingyi.

Ten zhang away, Ye Qingcheng's true body had just been revealed, and a silver whirlwind as terrifying as a dragon slammed into the past. In a desperate crisis, a fire spirit technique was hastily formed from the fire.

"Bang!!" A wall of flames, at the last moment, suddenly rose from under Ye Qingcheng's feet, guarding him. However, Yu Feng seems to have thought of a defense against the fire. The Wind and Fire Silver Dragon he unleashed slammed into the wall of flames with ferocity, and the Wind Dragon's head smashed through the wall of fire.

This scene is like a silver dragon with its head stuck in a wall of flames. Its hideous head was presented in front of Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng thought that this move from the fire would block Yu Feng's attack for him. Unexpectedly, the stuck wind dragon opened its mouth suddenly, and a violently rotating fist-sized wind spirit ball was immediately spit out.

This move far exceeded his and Lihuo's expectations, and in a hurry, he was about to cross his arms and protect his head.

"Tom!!!!"

The silver wind spirit ball exploded violently, turning into a huge silver wind pillar, and Ye Qingcheng retreated extremely quickly, crashing into the chaotic stone forest behind him.

"Bang bang bang bang bang ......"

The incomparably powerful spiritual power against Ye Qingcheng's body smashed the thick stone pillars one by one.

For a while, rocks splashed in all directions, and dust and smoke billowed up......

In a few moments, a hundred-zhang-long gravel road appeared in the chaotic stone forest, and the stone pillars around it turned into a mess of gravel under the power of the strong wind spirit. A pile of rubble buried it, and a bright red blood stain leaked out.

Then, the pile of rocks rolled and slid down, and the figure of a wolf stood up. Ye Qingcheng's head seemed to have been bombarded with a heavy hammer, the chaos was heavy, his eyes were blurred, and his body staggered and shook. Under the blow just now, he seemed to have been hit hard by Ling Chi, and the robes on his body were twisted and shattered by the brutal wind spirit, and the scars like knives covered his skin, and blood flowed from his wounds continuously.

Yu Feng's attack was also blocked by Lihuo's spiritual technique, otherwise he would have been killed. Even so, he was seriously injured.

After condensing his mind a little, the qiē in front of him became clear. In the distance, the demonized fire was already ferociously fighting with Yu Feng.

Lihuo's attack is very brutal, it has no penchant for killing, but once it fights, it will not care about anything, and it is as fierce as a real demon. Even if Yu Feng had a cool head, he was still forced to retreat frequently by it.

On the ground, a flame spirit spear as red as blood was spit out from the fire and flew towards Yu Feng suspended in mid-air.

Yu Feng immediately placed the sword in front of his chest, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and pressing the other against the sword. A silver, snowflake-shaped wind spirit shield immediately condensed in front of him.

"Bang !!!!" In an instant, the fire spirit spear slammed into the wind spirit shield, bursting out into a violent flame, forming a large flame ball, directly wrapping the wind spirit shield and Yu Feng's figure together. At the same time, a bright yellow aura flickered inside the flaming orb.

After a few moments, the flame balls in the air gradually decomposed and disappeared.

A pitch-black, ethereal wisp of cold air, stood coldly beside Yu Feng. It had a humanoid body, legs bent backwards like a bird's legs, and covered in a pitch-black carapace, about a foot tall, with a head covered in carapace, like a weirdo with a black helmet. It had a white ulna on each of its arms, as if two three-foot-long straight knives were on its arms. It had a black horn curving upwards in the middle of its head, and its eyes were white and ruthless. Its mouth was full of sharp fangs, and wisps of cold air floated out from between its teeth.

It was a famous alliance beast born in the Extreme Northern Cold Hell, proficient in ice spirits, and depressed wind--a hundred feet in the Great Prison! This was a cold, ferocious Heavenly Demon-level alliance beast, and its current strength was between the third and fourth orders, which was comparable to Lihuo.

Obviously, Yu Feng is bound to kill Ye Qingcheng today.

"Get out of the fire and buy me a few breaths. Ye Qingcheng looked up at the scene in the sky in the distance and said in a deep voice.

Since he has been released, he will definitely not let Lihuo bear it alone, no matter how much ability he has, he will take it all out today until he dies in battle.

I saw that his right fist was clenched, his left palm was clenched and his right fist was clenched, and it was across his chest, and a bloody color suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he roared loudly: "The third stage of the ascending dragon vein!!"