Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Rolling Dragon

"Who? Get the hell out of here! ”

With the sound of a loud shout, the bald man's face sank, and between raising his hand, he withdrew the silver flying sword, and then his mind moved, looking sideways, full of guarded looks.

"Huh! Since my friend has obtained the treasure, why should he kill them all. ”

In the next moment, I saw a figure fall, and a handsome man appeared, and then said to the bald man.

As he spoke, he glanced at the girl in white and couldn't help but show a look of sympathy.

"Thank you for saving your life."

The girl hurriedly stepped forward to thank her, and Ye Feng nodded lightly at the girl.

"If you dare to meddle with my business, you are really looking for death!"

The fierce light in the bald man's eyes soared, and when this person's words fell, he shot directly.

I saw a loud sound of swords in the void, and slashed towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned, he was speechless at this time, his hands suddenly raised, the god of war opened his mouth, the powerful power continued to flow, and he smashed it with a fist, and met the opponent's silver flying sword without showing weakness.

For a moment, the fists flashed, and the sky flashed with colorful brilliance.

After several rounds of fighting, Ye Feng felt the strength of his opponent.

Although this bald man only had this one weapon, he did not lose the wind at all, but in a moment, the silver flying sword turned into a three-zhang silver mang, and then rushed towards the surroundings.

In a few rounds, Ye Feng's defensive light shield was broken.

"This little silver sword is really powerful, at least it is a mid-grade weapon of the ground level!"

Airplanes!

In the next moment, Ye Feng Void shook his palm, turning into fist shadows and bombarding him again.

In the void, one after another fists spread out horizontally and slammed down towards the bald man.

Seeing such a love shadow, the bald man did not move, and as soon as he stretched out his hands, the silver flying sword turned into a streamer, hovering around him, with the big man as the center, spinning rapidly, only to see a silver light mask.

As the flying sword swirled in the void, it was like a silver bell, firmly enveloping the bald man in it.

One after another, the streamers swung out, making the void fist unable to move for a moment, turning into streamers and scattering in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng was stunned, and when he came to his senses, he hurriedly looked at the big man opposite.

Ye Feng didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly smashed out with his right fist.

In the void, a roaring sound made a loud noise, transformed into the size of three zhang, turned into a silver shadow, and flew towards the bald man.

"Hey, hey!"

Although the bald man was not idle in his hands, he saw Ye Feng's actions clearly. I saw him sneer.

I saw countless black silk threads appear from the fingers of the bald man, and the next moment, he greeted the shadow in the void.

In just a moment's effort, Ye Feng's flying sword was entangled in these black silk threads.

The next moment, Ye Feng sensed that the fist gloves that were still under his control had lost contact, and he was tightly entangled by the black silk, and then, he was stirred into the whirlpool by the rapid rotation of the silver flying sword, and before it could support a moment, it burst like fireworks and shattered bones, turning into fragments and scattering in all directions.

He never expected that the opponent's weapon would be so powerful, and he destroyed his fist gloves in an instant.

You must know that this is a mid-level weapon.

I didn't have time to feel distressed at the moment, so I didn't dare to have the slightest Chi Ying, and turned my right hand. Take out a multicolored mirror.

After the colorful mirror appeared in the palm, I saw the five lights flickering, and then it was aimed at the air, and suddenly a colorful streamer fell.

In the next moment, the other party's treasure was fixed alive.

When the bald man's expression disappeared without a trace when he saw Ye Feng's small mirror, his expression changed drastically and he shouted.

"Soul Mirror! How did this treasure end up in your hands? ”

The bald man looked incredulous.

However, Ye Feng didn't pay any attention to the other party's meaning, in his eyes, the other party was already a dead person.

Instead of bothering about words, it is better to kill the other party as soon as possible.

As soon as he saw such a scene, the head man was furious when he heard this, and immediately scolded, and raised his hand, only to see that the silver light on his hand suddenly flashed, and there was a sword like a silver sword in the air.

"Whew!"

In the next moment, in the void, only nine afterimages flickered, and the nine shadows spread out.

But between the breaths, they came to the other party's approach.

"Die!"

In the void, Ye Feng's voice was still echoing in the void, and when he reappeared, his figure was close to the bald man's body.

I saw that the surroundings of the bald man turned into nine illusory afterimages, and the body of the bald man was firmly locked at once.

Then, I saw a golden light rise, and after a flash of light, I saw a human head fly up in the air, and blood mist spit out from the sky.

With a wave of his right hand, Ye Feng withdrew the Phantom Sword, and then walked towards the big man, looking at the big man's corpse, he couldn't help but look a little dark.

The strength of this bald man is definitely not under that blood, but when he shot just now, the other party did not look at himself in his eyes, and ten percent of his strength was at most eighty or ninety, so he gave Ye Feng the opportunity to kill this person.

"Thank you for saving your life."

The slender and thin body of the girl in white, her pale and thin face, and the panic in her eyes were all clearly reflected in her eyes at the moment when Ye Feng swept her eyes slightly, and it seemed that she was frightened.

It's no wonder that if she was slow, this woman would have already returned to the netherworld.

The next moment, with a wave of his right hand, Right Wind picked up the storage bag on the corpse of the big man, and then with a flick of his fingertips, a small fireball hit the corpse, instantly turning it into ashes.

As soon as the girl in white saw that Ye Feng was really close to her, there was no trace of blood on her already pale face, and she couldn't help but shrink in fear and took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid, since I saved you, I won't attack you."

Ye Feng smiled slightly and looked at the girl in white.

"Thank you Engong, my name is Murong Xue."

The girl's face barely showed a smile, and she saluted Ye Feng.

……

Three days later, above the void.

"Roar!"

A long howl sounded, and I saw a tumbling in the middle of the mountain, and a ten-zhang long, black-colored rolling dragon appeared, and a powerful momentum rose into the sky.

This is a demon beast of the congenital perfection level, although it has not yet been defeated, but from the momentum, Ye Feng also knows that the strength of this demon beast is not weak, and he saw that the rolling earth dragon rushed towards Ye Feng with a strong momentum.

Rumble!

The next moment, the powerful power of the god of war was unleashed, and I saw a layer of silver streamers circulating around my body, and between the waves of my hand, the silver rays turned into sharp arrows and slashed over.

"Hurry!"

After a strange roar, the rolling earth dragon wrapped itself on the surface of his body, and the turquoise poisonous mist rolled for a while.

In the next moment, a black light mask was formed, blocking the seven silver rays.

Ye Feng's expression moved slightly, and between raising his hand, a long sword of red gold appeared in his hand, and the next moment, the power of the god of war turned into a streamer and poured into the golden small sword along Ye Feng's right hand, making a burst of sword sounds,

"Roar!"

The Rolling Earth Dragon obviously knew it well, and let out a strange roar, and suddenly opened its mouth, and a blood-red ball appeared, and the red-gold flying sword and the demon pill slammed into one place, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

"Whew!"

And at this time, Xiao Jin on the side naturally didn't look at it.

After a strange roar, it turned into a red-gold streamer and rushed over.

The sharp claws gripped the Rolling Dragon's body fiercely, accompanied by a sound of gold and iron, but it had no real effect on it.

After that, Xiao Jin kept flying around, causing some trouble for it from time to time.

Airplanes!

In the next moment, above Ye Feng's body, there was a silver light.