World Wide Martial Art

"Stab it!"

Strange sounds sounded, and the shrubs around Ye Feng stretched out, and sharp thorns stabbed Ye Feng one after another.

At the same time, the thorn demon spirit turned into an afterimage and punched Ye Feng in the face. Its fist was filled with sharp and cold steel spikes, piercing Ye Feng's eyes.

"Roar!"

Ye Feng roared angrily and waved his claws to meet him without any sign of weakness.

"Bang bang bang!"

One after another, the sharp thorns fell on the demon soul, and they were all exploded by the backlash. Ye Feng's tiger claws collided with the spiked fist of the thorn demon soul for a moment, and then both of them retreated violently.

"What a powerful force!"

Ye Feng suddenly took ten steps back, but the Thorn Demon only took seven steps back, which made Ye Feng's pupils shrink slightly.

He used his natal magical power to fight the tiger demon soul, and his strength was greatly improved. The most obvious thing was defense and strength, but he was actually suppressed by the thorn demon spirit. The opponent's strength was too terrifying.

At the same time, Ye Feng's tiger claw was also stabbed after he blocked the punch from the Thorn Demon Spirit. Dozens of blood holes continued to bleed, and pain continued to hit him.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the War Demon Soul, the wound is healing quickly, and it won't take long for it to be completely healed.

"Your natal magical power is so strange, I've never seen it before."

At this moment, the green light in the eyes of the Thorn Demon Spirit flickered, and it actually spoke, and what it spoke was actually human language!

Ye Feng was shocked and could speak human words. He had never seen such a monster before. Maybe it was the Thorn Demon Spirit and not the monster?

No matter what, if we can communicate, that's a good thing.

Ye Feng quickly said: "Why did you attack us? We didn't provoke you!"

"This is my territory, you damaged them and you said you didn't provoke me!"

The green light in the eyes of the Thorn Demon Spirit suddenly emitted, and Ye Feng felt a hint of anger from it.

"I can pay for the damage to the shrubs! I can help you plant them, there's no need to do anything!"

Ye Feng said again that it was not afraid of the thorn demon spirit. Even if its power was suppressed by the opponent, there was no word fear in Ye Feng's dictionary and he would not be afraid of any enemy.

He was just worried that fighting against the Thorn Demon Spirit might affect Ye Zi. After all, the Thorn Demon Spirit's ability was so weird that it could control all the shrubs here.

Those spikes that looked like a violent storm didn't have eyes. If Ye Zi was accidentally hit, it would be troublesome.

"pay?"

The thorn demon spirit seemed to have heard a big joke, and Jie Jie laughed strangely, "You are so stupid! I am a demon spirit, and I was born to kill!"

"Any monster that steps into my territory is the target of my hunting. Only by hunting you can I continue to grow stronger and usher in transformation!"

After the Thorn Demon Spirit finished speaking, he rushed towards Ye Feng again. At the same time, dense thorns suddenly rose from Ye Feng's feet, all attacking his soft abdomen.

"insidious!"

Ye Feng cursed angrily, and the thorn demon spirit's words had been made very clear. When entering this bush, he and Ye Zi would be targeted by each other.

Damaging the bushes was just an excuse. The thorn demon spirit wanted to hunt them. The reason why it didn't take action at the beginning was just waiting for them and the Iron-legged Kangaroo King to harm both of them so that it could benefit.

At the same time, the thorn demon spirit just talked to Ye Feng, just to delay time, so that it could silently place the bush spikes under Ye Feng's body and attack Ye Feng's most vulnerable abdomen.

Apparently, the thorn demon spirit also found that Ye Feng had strong defense, but it thought it was because of Ye Feng's tough fur, and did not realize that it was the demon soul protecting Ye Feng.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The sharp thorns piercing the abdomen were also blocked by the demon soul, and exploded one by one. Ye Feng's red eyes filled with endless killing intent.

"Roar!"

The violent power of the tiger spread, and Ye Feng faced the thorn demon spirit like a cannonball.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ye Feng collided wildly with the Thorn Demon Spirit. It seemed not to be afraid of pain, and allowed the Thorn Demon Spirit's fists to fall on the tiger's claws and body again and again, beating its skin and flesh to pieces. It did not retreat at all, but attacked even more crazily.

"Are you crazy!"

Ye Feng was bleeding all over his body, and every time it attacked hard, a column of blood would spatter from the wound.

Although the Hundred Battles Tiger Soul can speed up the healing of wounds, Ye Feng is injured too frequently. Every time he touches the wound, the wound will be torn again, resulting in slow recovery and almost no progress.

Even so, Ye Feng still maintained a desperate posture, attacking and being repelled again and again, persevering and fighting for his life against the thorn demon spirit.

Even the Thorn Demon Spirit was unable to withstand such a posture. Although Ye Feng's injuries were more serious than it could see, its body was also damaged in many places.

The limbs, even the neck, and the head were all badly damaged. Many of the thorns that made up the body were bitten off by Ye Feng. There was only one thorn barely connected to the elbow of the left arm, and it felt like it would be broken at any time.

"Crack!"

At this moment, Ye Feng once again swung his claws and struck hard with the Thorn Demon Spirit's fist. The Thorn Demon Spirit's left arm exploded, leaving only half of the arm hanging by his side.

"Roar!"

After succeeding in one blow, Ye Feng continued his offensive, biting the thorn demon spirit's neck again.

"Damn it!"

The Thorn Demon Spirit cursed angrily, hurriedly turned his head to dodge, and at the same time waved his right arm to block.

"Crack!"

The tiger's mouth bit on the right arm, the mouth was penetrated by the sharp thorns, and blood spurted out.

Ye Feng didn't care, but pulled hard, and the Thorn Demon Spirit's right arm was ripped off by Ye Feng.

Without its arms, the thorn demon spirit's combat power dropped sharply. Seeing Ye Feng's other tiger claw swing towards his neck again, the green light in its eyes flashed crazily, and it quickly manipulated the surrounding shrubs.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The thorns stood in front of him, forming a fence. The thorn demon spirit took the opportunity to retreat violently and distance itself from Ye Feng.

"boom!"

The spiked fence was shattered by a claw, and Ye Feng rushed out of the wood chips in the sky like a cannonball.

The thorn demon spirit was startled and ran away quickly, but the anger in his heart was constantly building up, like a little flame meeting a barren grassland, it might soar into the sky at any time.

"Damn, damn!"

The Thorn Demon Spirit ran away while cursing in his heart. It had never encountered a monster as difficult as Ye Feng, and it fought desperately as if it had no reason.

At the same time, its most terrifying weapon, the ubiquitous shrub spikes, actually had no great effect on Ye Feng and could not break Ye Feng's defense at all.

Only its body can ignore Ye Feng's demon soul defense and cause damage to Ye Feng.

Even considering Ye Feng's current injuries, his whole body was covered with scars. According to common sense, he should fall to the ground and die.

But Ye Feng could still continue to fight, and even became more and more courageous as he fought, as if he didn't feel pain or fatigue, and was like a weapon.

"Ho! You don't want my life, but don't run away and fight me head-on!"