World Wide Martial Art

However, there were too many ghost faces rushing over in a short period of time, making it difficult for Ye Feng to keep up with the speed of driving the Soul-Capturing Needle. Situ Reading.\\nＣＯＭ In this way, it is inevitable to be in a hurry and fall into a disadvantage. The two mental masters quickly entered into a fight. Donghuangchong relied on ghost faces to devour Ye Feng's spiritual energy, but Ye Feng used soul-capturing needles to destroy these ghost faces. Now it's up to him who can't hold on first.

Once Ye Feng loses, it will be beyond redemption. It is really possible that, as Dong Huangchong said before, the soul is detained and will never be reincarnated, and he himself becomes one of those ghost faces.

This was the most thrilling scene that Ye Feng had ever encountered. The degree of danger was definitely not inferior to that faced by Tong Ming, Tie Futeng and other Void Realm masters at that time. Opposite him, the Ghost Master Dong Huangchong also showed a hint of surprise on his face. Boy, it seems that your mental strength is not weak, and you can actually persist under my soul-eating black mist for so long. However, you will be unlucky when you meet me! Donghuang Chong smiled sinisterly, and the copper bell in his hand shook uncontrollably. Every time it shook, the grimaces would become even more crazy, making the soul-stirring needle unable to block the assassination in time. Every ghost face was made by living souls, and there were tens of thousands of them sealed in the gray-black mist. Gradually, Ye Feng felt dizzy. He understood in his heart that this was the reaction caused by the shock of spiritual energy. It's not that Ye Feng's mental strength is lower than the opponent's, it's actually that the secret method of soul-stirring needle is too low-level, and it is completely driven by mental power, which is too different from the opponent's secret method that uses spiritual weapon amplification to drive it.

If you dare to kill my descendant of the Eastern Royal Family, I will definitely extract your soul and refine it into my ghostly face in the soul-eating black mist, so that you can work for me forever. Well, your ability to persist for so long must be of extraordinary mental strength, which can greatly increase the power of the soul-eating black mist... Chatter... Donghuangchong let out a strange smile, and with a finger of his left hand, a drop of blood flew out and shot into the gray-black color. In the mist.

Suddenly, as if a shark smelled blood, the grimaces became more violent in an instant, and the attacks became more crazy. No! Ye Feng let out a loud roar secretly, and used his mental power to the extreme in an instant. The soul-stirring needle moved like a bolt, trying his best to kill and explode the ghost faces that wanted to swallow the spiritual energy one by one. His eyes were closed. Now all the energy is devoted to the fierce battle, and there is no time to use other forces to launch a counterattack. Ye Feng knew that if this continued, he would definitely be the loser in the end. Now, he seems to be guarding a city, but the ghost faces surrounding him from all directions are overwhelming. Once a gap is broken through, there will be signs of a large-scale rout. At that time, it will really be over. We must find a way to change this crisis situation.

He couldn't panic, let alone be anxious. He slowly relaxed his mind, barely separated a strand of the mental power that drove the Soul-Capturing Needle, and suddenly injected it into his body's martial veins. The moment the spiritual power was injected, the eternal green veins seemed to be activated, and the vitality surged instantly and circled around the whole body. The vitality is useless at this moment. Ye Feng is simply not enough to resist the soul-eating black mist and at the same time burst out a physical attack to hurt Donghuang Chong. However, what Ye Feng wanted to give was just a signal. It's just a signal for the Flame Lion King to attack and kill the enemy.

The fire energy was injected into the fingertips of Ye Feng's right hand with great difficulty, and then, a dim light of fire rose. The moment the spiritual power was injected, the fire exploded instantly. Give me... kill! The firelight and the thoughts conveyed by Ye Feng rose almost at the same time. Like the bewildered Flame Lion King, his black and golden body suddenly shook, and he looked up to the sky and let out a deafening roar. It recovered from being lost, and its huge body turned into a stream of flames, crashing towards the body of Dong Huangchong who was using all his strength to activate the soul-eating black mist. The Flame Lion King would not take the initiative to attack others, but now, Ye Feng has given the order.

Boom! Donghuangchong's eyes flashed with horror, and he wanted to dodge the attack of the Flame Lion King. Unfortunately, at this moment, he was also in a state of extreme concentration, and he couldn't control his body at all, so he was knocked directly. His body was knocked away, his mental strength briefly strengthened, and his connection with the gray-black mist was suddenly interrupted. The grimaces that were rushing towards Ye Feng disappeared, and the gray-black mist shrouding Ye Feng's side rolled back like an ebbing tide. But no matter how hard the impact hit his body, Dong Huangchong's left hand with bulging veins still didn't relax. He held the bell firmly in his hand and was about to shake it again, commanding Ghostface to launch an attack.

Unfortunately, it's too late. A moment was enough, and Ye Feng's spirit returned to clarity. In an instant, a huge fire suddenly illuminated the entire sky. In the fire, Ye Feng's angry face made Dong Huangchong tremble all over. Whoops! At the same time as the heavy sound of breaking through the air sounded, the terrifying flames were already attacking Dong Huangchong's body with violent force. Ye Feng, who was full of anger, seized the opportunity, escaped from the hell illusion, and launched a powerful attack on the ghost master who had trapped him. Almost falling into a terrible situation, Donghuang Chong had completely angered Ye Feng. As soon as he made a move, it was the killing move of the flame knife... the flames rose to the sky. Moreover, it was a sword blessed with the fire element attribute by the Divine Art of Fire Transformation. If it weren't for the Flame Lion King, Ye Feng would definitely have capsized in the gutter this time, and fell into the opponent's plot in the spiritual field where he is best at. At this moment, he was obviously furious and wanted to chop Donghuang Chong into a pulp. There was a trace of pity in Donghuangchong's sunken eye sockets. Instinctively, he squeezed his hand to collect the gray-black mist. At the same time, his figure retreated, flashing backwards like a ghost. To be listed on the Xuan Bang, in addition to the mysterious magic of Soul-eating Black Mist, Dong Huangchong's martial arts cultivation is also impressive. His movements are fast and his body reactions are also very agile, surpassing most warriors of the same level. But the next moment, his expression changed.

Ye Feng's flaming sword light actually followed him and killed him. The speed was so fast that it was obviously far ahead of him. So fast! After exclaiming, the gray-black mist wrapped around his palm suddenly spurted out again, forming a gray-black armor shape on the outside of his body, like a vitality armor, wrapping his body tightly. Your mental power is outstanding and your speed is so fast. I still don’t believe that your strength can be strong enough to break through the soul-eating black mist armor... But before he finished speaking, Donghuangchong regretted it, and then Letting out a scream full of pain.