His face was extremely cold, and this situation shocked many people into a cold sweat, Yan Chen's face was gloomy and terrible, but he was confident in his own strength and did not show too much great change, but his heart was shocked and Yu Feng's strength, he was in a state of aura! The hardships of reaching this step are only known to themselves, and it can be said that it is impossible to reach such a level as Yu Feng in the earth qi realm, but such a thing makes such a talented genius feel powerless, but it happened to a guy who used to look like an ant, and the drastic gap between them is tantamount to strongly stimulating Yu Feng's dignity and insulting himself.

The robe hunted, the cold and breathless killing intent rushed out, the breath was surging, the palm of the hand moved slowly and grasped it fiercely, a strong sound was transmitted, and the expression changed, and the next moment there was a powerful energy light cluster on the palm, the hands were crossed and covered by each other, and the hand was pushed angrily, and the huge energy light group quickly expanded up, and the pitch-black energy shone with light like thunder and lightning.

Descending rapidly, the breath locked on Yu Feng, and under the horrified gaze of countless people, a pitch-black hole wand appeared in the pupils, the whole body was pitch black, hovering and concave like a dry old tree root, and a cold aura emanated, and around the wand was a fierce demonic beast rage!

"Beast Scepter!" "The seemingly ugly beast scepter, but in the darkness, there are shining points of light like stars, containing endless wave energy, as vast as a sea of smoke, and the breath is compelling, far higher than the level of high-level spiritual weapons, and even that spiritual weapon alone can already make the strong people present chill.

"Psychic artifact!"

Murmuring slightly, staring at the black light with solemn eyes, a wave of turbulent beast roars echoed in his mind, and he felt the prying eyes of a powerful force, obviously from the beast scepter, the biggest difference with the high-level spirit weapon is that the psychic spirit weapon not only has great power, but what is more terrifying is that it can communicate the will of the master, and the improvement of the strength under the influence of the master's will is obviously quite terrifying.

In the face of the psychic spirit beast staff, even the Nine Curved Mirror couldn't help but fall behind, eclipsed, and the black light in his eyes continued to expand and spread like ink soaked in water, and the breath wrapped towards Yu Feng layer by layer, killing intent bursts.

I don't know when, Yan Chen on the void, looked at Yu Feng who changed his face with a sneer, grabbed the void, and the beast staff was in the palm of his hand, sneered, and the next moment he held the staff with both hands, and a black light pierced the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, the black qi that was originally slowly drifting away suddenly became rapid, and the monstrous power exploded.

"Huhuhu~!"

Under the pouring of energy, the sound of breaking the wind in the ears was endless, and under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, an army of Warcraft seemed to appear in front of him, mighty like a tide of water, devouring towards Yufeng, full of anger, feeling such a powerful aura, compared to even the real Warcraft army compared to this momentum.

Swallowed and spat with difficulty, held his breath, and watched the arrival of the black group, and in mid-air, the smile of Yan Chen, who was cold-eyed, was always on the corner of his mouth, and the control of this power made him extremely satisfied, and for this beast wand, it was also before he left the Ethereal Pavilion, the thing given by the sect, for this spiritual weapon, even if it was in the Yan family with huge resources, he couldn't get one, and his heart was naturally excited, and he would definitely not sacrifice such a killer weapon until he had to do it as a last resort, and now it also shows from the side that Yan Chen's determination to kill Yu Feng, seeing this scene, Qi Long on the high platform also frowned, obviously guessing a thing or two about what Yan Chen was thinking now。

"Boom~!"

It has not yet arrived, but the mighty power has already filled the entire heaven and earth, looking up at the sky, above the dim sky, there are thick dark clouds entrenched, behind the huge cloud tornado is a dark nothingness, leading to an unknown space, it is terrifying.

"Dragon Vein Seal!Dragon Dance Sky~!"

The furious energy to the limit trembled violently around Yu Feng, and under the violent waves, Yu Feng's tattoo of the dazzling demon Jiao was about to be shattered by this power, his eyes were slightly gloomy, looking at the void, mixed with the terrifying fluctuations and the momentum of the falling qi, the delicate light seal in his hand quickly formed a delicate light seal, the golden light was bright, and within dozens of miles with him as the center, there was quickly a golden light.

"Roar~!"

The loud and high-pitched dragon groan fell, and in the light of the golden light, a golden dragon suddenly flew out, and the dragon vein mark on the forehead also shone the light to a peak, the breath was stormy, and the land under his feet burst inch by inch, spreading rapidly to the surroundings, even if Yan Ouming and others wanted to stop it, it was extremely difficult, and many people who thought they were weak had already ignored the qiē, their legs were windy, and they retreated into the distance.

A roar from the sky, immediately turned his hand, and hit the golden light seal in his hand on the body of the winding and huge golden dragon, a fine light erupted from the dragon's eyes, the fluttering dragon mane flew, the sharp golden dragon claws, like Mount Tai, the violent fluctuations resisted, a circle of divine colorful halo swirled around the huge dragon claw, in the dim light, the light became more and more dazzling.

Soaring into the sky, dancing with the gorgeous golden dragon body, glaring at the sky, facing the high-pitched dragon chant of the mighty Demon Beast Army, the majesty of the domineering dragon clan was undoubtedly revealed, and the royal temperament of the world was extremely domineering.

"Break it for me~!"

The golden dragon in his eyes was entrenched in the sky, staring at the golden dragon shadow, such a pure and extreme power, so that Yan Chen couldn't help but feel the difference, Yu Feng's unexpected means again and again, finally made this proud son of heaven feel a chill in his back at this moment, until this time, the thin figure in Yan Chen's eyes changed, he was no longer the weak young man like an ant, but a real opponent, for some reason, it seemed that there was a scene in front of him where the young man gritted his teeth and insisted on cultivating.

"Yu Feng, the gap between you and me today is not only something that can be made up by relying on strength, this is the gap between realms and realms!" A cold harmony fell, and the pitch-black wand held in the palm of his hand slashed out a cross light slash in the void, and then the pitch-black Warcraft Legion's violent aura rose again.

Even if the golden dragon is the emperor of the demon clan, his strength cannot be matched, but in the face of such a fierce attack, the golden light on his body gradually dimmed.

"Bang~!"

A pitch-black point of light in Yu Feng's eyes quickly reached the scalp trouble, and he felt a powerful and dangerous aura, the speed was staggering, even the prison felt the speed of that speed, and he also felt a headache when he faced it.

A sound piercing the body resounded, the soles of his feet became weak, and the next moment, Yu Feng's body collapsed heavily on the ground, his face was pale, a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and the energy in his body was also depleted in the previous battle, and a feeling of weakness made his sharp gaze a little sluggish.

"Ahem!" stood up with difficulty, gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead were exuding a terrifying purple, spit out a mouthful of blood, still stubbornly staring at Yan Chen in the void, and couldn't help but laugh miserably, as Yan Chen said, the gap in the realm cannot be made up by strength alone, and naturally all his means are exerted, but there is still no way to face Yan Chen.

"Let's die~!" Yan Chen sneered, as if the god of death had pronounced a sentence, his eyes waved coldly, and the roar of the tide-like Warcraft Legion was filled with this piece of heaven and earth, and at this time, the sky was completely occupied by this black, like a dark night.

"Haha~!" laughed miserably, some trembling bodies were under such a violent tide of energy, like a candlelight swaying in the night, so fragile, so vulnerable, not only sweat or tears in the corners of the eyes There was a trace of softness, and the vision was hazy, it actually showed the hardships experienced in this year, so many efforts just to prove themselves, just between all thoughts, a shadow appeared, which made De Yufeng's originally chaotic heart shake fiercely. "Chen, Chen Yan!"

"Is it finally over?" muttered slightly, I have to say that Yu Feng gave this proud son of heaven an extremely headache, and when he felt that the black light was about to devour Yu Feng, this strongest genius in the history of Dragon City actually felt relieved for the first time.

"Do you think this is the end?" With the meaning of dead mockery, just when Yan Chen lost his mind, under the black light, the familiar and unyielding figure of the dark path recalled again, and it could be vaguely seen that his left arm had been dislocated and hung down weakly, but those resolute eyes exuded a breathtaking gaze, and at this time, even the arrogant Yan Chen couldn't help but feel an inexplicable panic and frowned.

"Trapped Beast Fight! You don't have a chance!" he shouted, and all the churning energy roared down, as if he wanted to solve Yu Feng with one move in an instant, but he just ......

"Sonorous~!"

A crisp sword groan came, and a strange rune crawling big knife reflected bursts of killing intent, clasped tightly between the right hand, and the rune engraved on the big knife actually eroded into Yu Feng's palm along the hilt, connecting the blood vessels, and the extreme bloody evil qi erupted from the body with a weak breath again, compared to the previous Shura Hell, this breath was even stronger.

"Psychic, psychic artifact!"

"How so!"

Feeling the dissipation of the magic knife's true sword qi, many powerhouses in the distance were surprised again, their mouths opened into the word "0", and they even forgot to close it.

It's another psychic artifact.

That's right, what Yu Feng took out in his hand at this time was the peerless murder weapon Shura Sharpening Knife!

It seems that he didn't expect that Yu Feng would have such a huge treasure in his hands, Yan Ouming, Qi Long and other strong people also looked wonderful.