If you want to defeat Huang San now, it seems that there is only one option, which is to activate the soul-stirring needle, paralyze the person with spiritual attacks, and then kill him. Situ Reading 520 official website Buzz! Powerful spiritual power trembled in Ye Feng's divine sea, and then, a strange spiritual power that could not be touched erupted instantly. Huang San's attack suddenly stalled, with a pained expression in his eyes. call out…… How could Ye Feng miss such a good opportunity? In the flash of lightning, he slashed at Huang San's head with one knife. Tsk...whoosh... However, Huang San reacted instantly from his unconscious state and was able to survive in the "Heaven and Earth Killing" organization. Huang San obviously knew how to prevent mental attacks. His speed was extremely fast. Ye Feng's blade was still one foot away from Huang San's neck. He kicked off and retreated rapidly. There was a "chila" sound, and even though he retreated very quickly, the soul-stirring needle activated by Ye Feng still achieved some effect, causing the blade to drag a long bloody mark on Huang San's chest.
Blood splattered and he was seriously injured. "Ye Feng, I want you to die!" Huang San quickly retreated to the other side of the passage, his expression extremely cold. As Huang San No. 3, no fewer than dozens of half-step Xiantian people died in his hands, and he even had a strong record of successfully attacking Xiantian masters by surprise. However, Huang San never thought that he would actually be killed by a Tongming Realm warrior. A hurtful day. Part of his mind was dedicated to suppressing the chaotic Qi and blood flowing out of the wound. The aura on Huang San's body became even colder, and a chill spread from his body. With a flick of his sword, he was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole and killing Ye Feng again. At the same time, the evil wind demon tiger that was watching eagerly from the side opened its huge mouth and spit out a long cyan blade. Ye Feng was not afraid at all, dodged the wind blade attack, and rushed towards the opponent like lightning, and the two fought wildly together again. Boom boom boom! The oscillating sounds caused by the fluctuations of vitality caused echoes to be heard throughout the passage. With the help of Xie Feng Demon Tiger, Huang San still did not take the initiative. On the one hand, he always needs to beware of the mental attacks launched by Ye Feng. On the other hand, Huang San was seriously injured by the sword just now. Although there was no blood flowing out of the wound, he could not control the loss of true energy. In addition, every time he swung the sword, the wound would be pulled, causing him extreme pain. The longer the time passed, the weaker the aura on Huang Qi's body became. He was secretly anxious, and beads of sweat broke out on his face. If Ye Feng cannot be killed as soon as possible and the fierce battle continues, he will definitely lose. "Ghost Scorpion Poison Sword!" With a sharp shout, Huang Qi's sword force changed, and his attack became even fiercer, killing him with every move. "What? Do you want to go all out?"
Ye Feng sneered when he saw that the opponent was exerting his sword skills to the extreme, with numerous afterimages, and the long sword spitting out its core like a poisonous scorpion. It was tricky and cruel, but it obviously lacked stamina and the speed began to drop. In this case, the best way for Ye Feng is to continue to struggle. As long as Huang San loses energy, there will be no suspense about victory. By that time, Huang San's true energy will be exhausted, and he will become fish meat on Ye Feng's sticky plate, allowing him to be slaughtered. But Ye Feng doesn't like this delaying tactic. What he pursues is "quick, accurate and ruthless" to defeat the enemy with one blow. Since the other party chooses to fight with him, that is the best thing. "Scorpio swallows snake!" At the same time that Huang San used this move, the evil wind demon tiger suddenly let out a low and sad roar, stopped spitting the wind blade that had little effect, jumped into the air, and blocked the entire area behind Ye Feng. . The long sword in Huang San's hand stirred rapidly, forming a huge circle, like a python opening its bloody mouth and biting Ye Feng in one bite. Looking at the natural coordination of one person and one tiger, this move should be their sharpest weapon. "Well done!" Ye Feng was not afraid at all. With a thought, the short iron rod in the storage space appeared in his hand again. Then, Ye Feng suddenly shot Huang San with a single knife in his hand, but the iron rod in his hand hit Xie Feng Demon Tiger with a swift blow. Huang San's gray face flashed with excitement as he dodged Ye Feng's single sword. His sword moves suddenly stopped and he retreated instead of advancing. The figure quickly retreated. "Give it to me, explode!" "boom!" With an explosion, the evil wind demon tiger exploded, rolling up strange black flames and sweeping Ye Feng's figure inside... "Hahaha... Let's see if you're still alive. Ye Feng, although I lost a top-quality monster, I finally spared your life! We will fight from heaven to earth, and we will do whatever it takes to achieve our goals!" It seemed that some secret technique had been activated. The look on Huang San's face became even more gloomy. All his energy was exhausted. Seeing Ye Feng being engulfed in flames, he held onto the stone wall with one hand, panting crazily and laughing wildly. But his laughter didn't last long, a voice slowly rang in Huang San's ear. "Ahem... Are you smiling so happily? However, it seems that I have disappointed you again." Huang San stared at Ye Feng who was walking out of the smoke step by step, as if his breathing had stopped. "You, how could you..." "How can you not die?" Ye Feng looked exhausted, his clothes were disheveled, and there were many burn marks on his face. However, judging from his aura, what appeared in front of him were just some skin injuries. Ye Feng's spirit is still well preserved. "I forgot to tell you that I have fire-attribute martial arts and am naturally immune to the fire attribute." Looking at Huang San with a declining expression, Ye Feng raised the short iron rod in his hand noncommittally. "It's impossible. Even if you have fire-attribute martial arts, it's impossible for you to withstand my explosive sky flames so intact. You must have other secrets." There was a hint of panic in Huang San's eyes. He pointed at Ye Feng with a trembling finger and turned around suddenly.
"You don't need to worry about whether I have any secrets. Now, you can die for me." Ye Feng took a step forward and smashed the head of Huang San who was trying to escape with a stick. This Huang Zi No. 3, who had killed countless half-step innate masters, was finally completely dead. "If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared to be killed by me..." After killing Huang San and taking the storage ring in Huang San's hand, Ye Feng looked around with his consciousness, and finally there was a smile on his charred face. There are quite a few trophies. In addition to seven or eight thousand low-grade spiritual stones, there are dozens of mid-grade lava crystals, and even seventeen high-grade crystals. In addition, Ye Feng also found five low-grade spiritual weapons in the storage ring, including knives, swords and guns, which were obviously not what Huang San should have. This killer, while setting up traps to deal with himself, should have killed many warriors who entered this place to explore, so he has such a fortune. As for now, he has taken advantage of Ye Feng. Putting all the trophies in his hands into the storage space, Ye Feng found a bronze waist plate on Huang San. There was a simple "three" engraved on it, but on the back, there was a flying dragon. "Number three?" No wonder this person is called Huang San. A strange color flashed in Ye Feng's heart, and he was about to pocket the waist card, but at this moment, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart...
