Chapter 112: Savior
And just when he had just defused this sneak attack, he was surprised to find that Yang Badao stepped forward with such a fast bully, and his fist was already close to his head, and there was no way to dodge at all.
"Oh no!" Ye Feng sensed how strong that punch was, and he understood that the gap between himself and Yang Badao was too big, and it seemed that if he didn't go all out, he was afraid that he would die in a few more rounds.
"Demon sound roar!" And just at the last moment, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, thinking of the sonic spirit skill obtained in the Black Bear Village, all the power was poured into his throat at the moment, and it was sent out forcefully.
One by one, the sound waves dispersed, and the ripples in the space spread out in all directions, like a magic sound, and the invisible sound waves were taken into Yang Badao's ears, and he lost his consciousness in an instant, and his fist suddenly stopped a few centimeters away from Ye Feng's face.
Taking this opportunity, Ye Feng also hurriedly retreated, opened a long distance with Yang Badao, and squatted in the distance ready to wait for the opportunity.
"You actually have a sonic spirit skill?" When Yang Badao's consciousness was sober, he had already found Ye Feng standing in the distance, and his heart was suddenly stunned, and then even more anger erupted, with a trace of jealousy in the monstrous anger.
Fang Cai's chaotic attack, Yang Badao now immediately had an epiphany, this is a very peculiar sonic spirit skill, but this kind of spirit skill is very rare and rare, and the most important thing is that the general level is not too low, and it has a high effect in actual combat.
"Boy, hurry up and hand over all the treasures you have, I may consider sparing your life. Yang Badao looked at Ye Feng, as if he had seen a golden bun, not only with powerful horcruxes such as the Golden Yang Knife in his hand, but also with various high-level spiritual skills, he suddenly felt that it might be a pity to kill Ye Feng so simply.
Hearing this, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of banter appeared on his face, he understood that Yang Badao was greedy for the spiritual skill in his hand.
However, how could he not know the style of a person like Yang Badao, it was impossible for him to keep his promise, and Ye Feng was not ready to beg him for mercy, so he replied with a smile: "If you are willing to kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, then I can consider handing over the most superficial method of sonic spirit skills to you." ”
As soon as these words came out, Yang Badao's face suddenly froze, and he immediately understood that Ye Feng was clearly unwilling, but his face quickly returned to calm here, and the corners of his mouth crossed a cruel arc, and said, "It's okay, I'll let you hand it over." ”
He had already thought about it, if he caught Ye Feng in a while, he would definitely beat him severely, and then torture him in various ways to force him to contribute all the treasures one by one.
As soon as the words fell, Yang Badao quickly rushed towards Ye Feng, the momentum was still so terrifying, although Ye Feng was powerful, but in the face of this strong aura, he still felt trembling all over.
"It's time to make a move. Murong Zhang, who was in the distance, was already impatient, he didn't make a move before, he just wanted to see how many hole cards Ye Feng still had, and the result was satisfactory to him.
At the moment, Murong Zhang knew very well that now Ye Feng was completely unable to fight against Yang Badao, his strength was the strongest here, and he sensed early that Yang Badao's strength had reached the ninefold existence of the Spirit Master Realm.
With this kind of strength, where could Ye Feng, a rookie who had just entered the Spirit Master Realm, be able to resist, so he had to make a move.
After Yang Badao finished speaking, he ran the aura of his whole body here, and finally continued to improve his aura, rushing towards the front overwhelmingly, wanting to make Ye Feng fall just by virtue of coercion.
In fact, Yang Badao can indeed do it, he is equivalent to surpassing Ye Feng Jiuzhong at the moment, this gap is not so easy to make up, the Spirit Master Realm is undoubtedly like a weak child to him.
"I actually feel that it is difficult to breathe, how far has Yang Badao reached now?" Ye Feng had cold sweat on his forehead, and suddenly felt that his limbs had become heavy, and in this area wrapped in spiritual energy, breathing gradually became difficult.
However, just when Yang Badao was very complacent about his strength, suddenly a stronger aura appeared in front of him, and it was just an instant that completely suppressed his proud momentum.
"This?" The pride on Yang Badao's face disappeared instantly, replaced by extreme consternation, he looked ahead with wide eyes, sensing the source of this breath, his face became more and more ugly, like a purple eggplant.
The strength of this breath has exceeded Yang Badao's expectations, and the kind of coercion conveyed in it is absolutely extraordinary, presumably the owner of this breath has surpassed the spirit master realm.
Yang Badao's heart became more and more panicked, he didn't understand why such a powerful coercion suddenly appeared, but when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to think of something, and he was suddenly full of nervousness, and fear was a monstrous giant in his heart.
"It's so strong, it's even stronger than Yang Badao!" Ye Feng felt this strong sense of oppression and sighed in shock.
Although he was a little nervous at first, Ye Feng soon became much more relaxed, because he found this coercion, and only attacked Yang Badao, and did not cause any adverse effects on himself, it seems that this person's target is only Yang Badao.
The space seemed to freeze, the atmosphere became very quiet and strange, and Yang Badao stood in place in a cold sweat, waiting for the arrival of the owner of the breath.
However, not long after, sure enough, a man in white appeared between Ye Feng and Yang Badao.
Because his back was facing Ye Feng, he couldn't see his appearance clearly at all, but judging from this majestic back, this person should be a majestic and super strong person.
As soon as Yang Badao's eyes saw the appearance of this person, his scalp instantly tingled, and almost every hair was about to stand up, even if the person in front of him turned to ashes, he remembered it.
Half a year ago, this person had let himself lie on the hospital bed for a month with his absolute strength, and his right arm was directly abolished, and his strength had regressed more than a little.
"Yang Badao, do you really want to die?" Murong Zhang's face had a hint of coldness, completely devoid of his usual lazy appearance, and his whole body revealed a cold aura, and the coldness and murderous intent in his eyes made people shudder, and he couldn't find his usual shadow at all, just like a different person.
In the face of Murong Zhang's questioning, Yang Badao couldn't say anything, more clearly, he didn't know what Gao should say at all, for fear of saying the wrong thing and making the person in front of him unhappy, and only fear was rising in his heart.
The familiar voice made Ye Feng immediately think of Murong Zhang, and then his face was full of surprise, he looked at the figure in front of him, and asked tentatively, "Teacher Murong?"
Hearing Ye Feng's voice, Murong Zhang slowly turned his head, showed a bright smile to him, and said, "You just stay here, just leave it to me next." ”
After confirming the identity of this back, it was exactly the same as he imagined, but Ye Feng always had an unbelievable feeling, in his heart, although Murong Zhang's strength was good, it was far from being so powerful.
This breath gives people a very strong feeling, and under this coercion, there seems to be a tremor of the soul, even the powerful aura of Yang Badao does not have such a strange feeling.
Therefore, Ye Feng dared to be 100% sure that Murong Zhang's realm was probably far beyond the Spirit Master Realm, and it was probably the level of the Spirit Martial Realm, and this level could be regarded as a hegemonic existence in the Luochuan Kingdom.
Yang swallowed his saliva and looked at Murong Zhang, two pairs of sharp eyes staring at him tightly, as if he wanted to see everything through, and his heart was full of powerlessness.
"I told you half a year ago to tell you to leave the academy. But you didn't take my words to heart at all, and now that Ye Feng is back, you actually want to kill him again? I know, it seems that it is impossible to want you to be obedient!" Murong Zhang's pupils burst out with an angry light, and the direct shot at Yang Badao made him feel cold, his fists suddenly clenched, and a wave of energy fluctuations came out, and the air became even more turbid, and he shouted coldly.
Feeling the killing intent in the air, Yang Badao's face became extremely pale, I don't know why he didn't dare to take a step, although his strength has increased a lot, but as long as he sees Murong Zhang, he will feel extremely frightened, it is a kind of oppression in the depths of the soul.
Taking advantage of the moment when Yang Badao was suppressed by Murong Zhang, Ye Feng hurriedly rushed to the side of Elder Feng, who was already drowsy, and slowly probed his injuries, and after a while, he shook his head a little helplessly and nervously.
The injury was so serious, Yang Badao's palm actually shattered all his internal organs, and almost all his ribs were broken. Knowing that Elder Feng's vitality was meager, Ye Feng did not hesitate to concentrate at the moment, awakened the Green Dragon Holy Soul in his body, and prepared to rely on its powerful recovery power to heal Elder Feng's injuries.
Such a serious injury might make the Qinglong Holy Soul fall asleep here, but Ye Feng didn't think about it in the slightest, and poured all the energy full of healing power in his body into Elder Feng's body.
Because he knew that if it wasn't Elder Feng, he would have delayed his precious time by taking such a slap for him.
Otherwise, it was himself who was lying here now, and he had already been seriously injured and fell asleep, and he didn't even have the consciousness to use the Qinglong Holy Soul.
While Ye Feng was healing Elder Feng's injuries, Murong Zhang had already launched an attack on Yang Badao, and as soon as his body moved, it was as if the air around him was running. With each move, it seemed to spark the air and make a crackling sound.
The spiritual skills that Murong Zhang practiced were all fire attributes, and every attack he made against Yang Badao carried a fiery energy that was very terrifying.