World Wide Martial Art

"Soul-catching needle!"

Ye Feng's face changed wildly. With a thought, his mental power turned into countless needles and sank into the sluggish lion king's mind. Situ Reading

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Roar...

The stimulated lion king suddenly woke up, turned his head to the extreme, and the purple flame shot out, rubbing his scalp, burning a lot of hair into ash, and bringing out blood.

With a puff, Ye Feng, who was not far away, also spit out a mouthful of blood. In order to help the lion king avoid this attack, his sea of ​​consciousness felt a burst of pain.

If it is hit by the purple flame, perhaps the traces of itself in the lion king's mind will be completely erased, and it will become a beast that only knows how to kill again.

After all, the greatest effect of the purple evil fire is to erase the spirit.

Ao Feibai integrated it with the martial soul, and inadvertently shot it out in an instant, and even used the dragon roar to shock the opponent's mind, which can be said to be unexpected.

If it were an ordinary person, there would be no time to react.

"Good boy!"

Elder Ao Cang couldn't help but slap his thigh and cheer loudly.

The scene just now happened in a flash, and the speed was extremely fast. The whole process was just a moment.

It seemed short, but it actually determined life and death. Without extraordinary combat experience and reaction ability, it was impossible to do this.

Even if I were in the semi-saint realm, I might have fallen into Ao Feibai's trap and could not save the Demon Flame Dragon Lion.

"Such a keen perception, such a fast... reaction."

Elder Tiemuhe of the Destruction Hall murmured subconsciously, and then cast a look to the side, just in time to see Wu Gu's face was livid, and his fists were clenched and creaking.

As for the water warriors who were watching the battle hundreds of feet away, except for a few kings, the others did not notice the danger just now. Without the Hunyuan Seal, they had long been shocked by the dragon's might.

"Actually... avoided it!"

Seeing that his carefully planned attack still failed, Ao Feibai could only sigh helplessly even though he was furious in his heart.

There was more blood on his body, and his breath dropped a little. Guiyuan Dan was just a pill after all, and the short-term improvement in cultivation could not be compared with the "Three Prohibitions of Divine Law".

The repeated killings almost exhausted him.

"Kill again!"

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Ao Feibai forced his Yuanli to attack with his martial soul for the second time.

"Lion King, let him taste your power."

Ye Feng, relieved, chuckled and raised his middle finger to Ao Feibai from a distance.

The head of the Demon Flame Dragon Lion moved violently after receiving the command, and three runes were rapidly generated from its spine, converging on its forehead to form a palm-sized flame symbol.

Just when the second Yuanli ball appeared in the mouth of the Silver Dragon Martial Soul, the Demon Flame Dragon Lion had already roared earth-shakingly and opened its huge mouth one step ahead.

Boom!

Under the influence of demonic power, the flame symbol on the forehead shone brightly, turning into a huge wave of fire, rushing up several feet high, like a wall of fire that split the battlefield in two and swept towards Ao Feibai.

"Don't overestimate your own ability."

"Even the strange fire can't do anything to my highness, how can ordinary fire defy the heavens!"

Looking at the flame wall coming from the air, Ao Feibai snorted coldly, not taking the ordinary fire spewed by the Demon Flame Dragon Lion seriously at all.

The purple evil fire he mastered was the flame of the strange fire, which could attack the spirit of living beings. In terms of the strength of the flame, it was not comparable to ordinary fire.

With his mind turning, a purple flame wall immediately burned in front of Ao Feibai to resist the ordinary fire spewed by the Demon Flame Dragon Lion.

What he didn't notice was that Ye Feng, who was behind him, quietly retreated a few steps, with a mocking smile on his lips.

Before Ao Feibai could put away his disdain, the two flames collided with each other at high speed. The next moment, his expression froze.

The fire wall condensed by the purple evil fire was as fragile as paper. The moment it touched the ordinary fire, it was swept away and disappeared.

Without any obstacles, the flames entered the empty space. The huge fire wall whizzed past and completely submerged the place where Ao Feibai stood.

Ao Feibai was immediately frightened and his soul flew away. He turned around and left without caring about anything else.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The flames came too fast and soon burned through the Yuanqi armor and touched his body.

"Ah!"

An indescribable scream of pain came from the scene. The flames burned quickly on Ao Feibai's body, making him scream like a pig being slaughtered. The silver dragon martial spirit also fell from the air, desperately protecting his body, and rolled and crawled backwards to escape.

"Your Highness!"

Wu Gu, who was sitting in the elders' seat, was horrified and could no longer sit still. He rushed towards Ao Feibai, who had turned into a ball of fire.

The other two elders of the Silver Dragon Hall followed closely behind.

"This... is this ordinary fire?"

Looking at the fierce wall of fire burning in the field, Tian Wugan and others couldn't help but change color. When the Demon Flame Dragon Lion spewed out flames, they, like Wu Gu and the other two, didn't take it seriously.

But unexpectedly, this flame easily defeated the Purple Evil Black Fire and burned Ao Feibai so badly?

"The original body of this beast should be a raging flame lion, which only belongs to the Xuan-level category of monsters, but... it is rumored that this kind of monster is very difficult to advance, and every successful advancement can greatly enhance its own attributes. The flame of the Heaven-level raging flame lion is indeed as powerful as some of the lower-ranked strange fires."

"But to say that it can defeat the Purple Evil Black Fire like a whirlwind, Ye Feng's war pet must have had unimaginable adventures like him..."

Elder Aocang stared at it for a while, then suddenly said this.

The others immediately lost their composure. The flames were more terrifying than strange fires...

No wonder the human boy took a few steps back just now.

The three shaman bones in the battlefield fell quickly, each stimulating their Yuan Power, and finally extinguished the billowing wall of flames. The burning flames on Ao Feibai's body were also dispersed one by one.

Ao Feibai, who kept screaming in agony, was now completely black, with not a single hair left on his long flowing hair. His head and face were covered with blisters. If the Silver Dragon Spirit hadn't resisted for him for a moment, he might have been burned to ashes. A mass of ashes.

"Your Highness..."

The expressions of the three of them were so gloomy that they were about to drip with tears. Wu Gu suddenly turned around and stared at Ye Feng with murderous eyes.

"Ahem, you three, if you hurry up, your Highness may be able to be rescued. It will be hard to say if you delay it any longer..."

Ignoring the vicious murderous intent that was coming towards him, Ye Feng said calmly, with a weak smile flashing across his face. With Bai Hucheng and Elder Ao Cang sitting in charge, he did not believe that Wu Gu would dare to attack him in public...