World Wide Martial Art

"You can't escape!"

Ye Feng chased the Luck Golden Dragon at a high speed from behind. After breaking through to the fourth level of magical power, his strength and speed were greatly improved. Even if the Luck Golden Dragon tried its best, it still couldn't escape. The distance between the two sides was quickly closing.

"Damn it, you have to kill them all!"

Seeing that he could not get rid of Ye Feng, Luck Golden Dragon immediately turned around and roared angrily.

"You showed no mercy just now."

Ye Feng's eyes were calm. If he and the Luck Golden Dragon exchanged roles, the other party would kill him mercilessly. Now, talking about killing them all is nothing but ridicule.

"you!"

The Luck Golden Dragon couldn't help but gnashed its teeth. Although it was not willing to die, it was the fusion of the luck of Beileng Kingdom and the previous king. Both of them were extremely proud and could not say anything to beg for mercy.

"In that case, let's fight to the death!"

The eyes of the lucky golden dragon lit up with golden light as dazzling as the sun, "If I die, you can't even think about it easy!"

"Roar!"

The body of the Luck Golden Dragon expanded rapidly, just like Queen Mother Liu before. Cracks appeared in its body, and terrifying and unbearable power gathered in its body.

"Self-destruct!"

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, he didn't expect the Luck Golden Dragon to have such a method. How powerful a country's luck is, if it were allowed to self-destruct, its power would definitely be beyond imagination.

"You are wishful thinking!"

Ye Feng showed a ruthless look on his face, and immediately activated the golden thread. The Golden Dragon of Luck was about to explode. If he didn't travel through space and appear in front of it instantly, it would be impossible to stop it.

However, although Ye Feng had achieved a breakthrough, the power he had consumed in the previous battle had not been fully recovered. Now that he activated the Golden Thread, his power was immediately exhausted and his face looked extremely pale.

But at the moment, Ye Feng didn't care about that much. He used the golden strands to travel through space and instantly appeared above the head of the Luck Golden Dragon. Then he did not hesitate to consume his own basic potential to convert it into power, pouring it all into the Void-Breaking Sword, and then struck down with a fierce sword. Pierce out.

"No!"

The Luck Golden Dragon noticed Ye Feng's actions, especially the terrifying sharpness emitted by the Poxu Sword, and realized that something was wrong, and couldn't help but roar in frustration.

However, no matter how unwilling the Luck Golden Dragon was, the Poxu Sword finally penetrated its head, and the extremely sharp sword energy instantly invaded its body, wreaking havoc.

The power that was rapidly accumulating in the body of the Luck Golden Dragon was suddenly erupted by the sword energy. It dispersed like a deflated rubber ball, and the crisis of self-destruction was averted!

"Tear!"

Immediately, streaks of sword energy shot out from the Golden Dragon of Luck. The Golden Dragon's body was instantly torn apart, and the broken flesh and blood turned into invisible and ethereal luck, rushing towards the land of Beileng Kingdom.

This is the manifestation of the golden dragon of luck being chopped into pieces, and the luck returning to its invisible state, returning to the land of the country, and becoming the dragon-veined luck.

Ye Feng looked at this scene and had no intention of doing anything, but he had an inexplicable urge in his heart to devour these invisible and invisible fortunes.

As a flesh and blood creature, there is no special way to practice. Unless the luck transforms into a dragon, you cannot see the luck.

But at this moment, although Ye Feng couldn't see it, he could clearly feel the existence of luck, including the location of luck.

Ye Feng had some realization, which must be related to his identity as the son of destiny.

Although the destiny of the son of destiny is the destiny of the entire Wuji Continent and the entire world, it is far from comparable to the destiny of Beileng Kingdom, a small country with as many grains of sand as the Ganges River, looking at the Wuji Continent.

But no matter what, the luck of the Northern Cold Kingdom can be considered luck, and naturally it has certain similarities with the luck of the world.

Therefore, Ye Feng's instinctive urge to devour the luck of Beileng Kingdom must be related to his identity as the son of luck. Maybe swallowing the luck of Beileng Kingdom will bring unexpected surprises.

After just thinking for a moment, Ye Feng acted decisively, opened his mouth and inhaled, and those ethereal, formless and formless fortunes were actually sucked in by Ye Feng and swallowed into his body.

"I suck, I suck!"

Ye Feng was pleasantly surprised. The energy entered his body and made him feel a little warm. This feeling was very comfortable, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, feeling numb and numb all over.

"Oh~"

Ye Feng couldn't help but make a sound of comfort, and saw the luck between heaven and earth pouring into his mouth and integrating into his body.

Although on the surface, Ye Feng does not seem to have changed at all, but if you observe Ye Feng carefully, you will feel an inexplicable sense of alienation, as if Ye Feng is about to disappear.

While Ye Feng continues to absorb luck, most of the luck is still integrated into the earth. It can be said that Ye Feng only robbed three-tenths of the luck.

When the last ray of luck merged into the earth, a gleam flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He felt unprecedentedly happy at this moment, as if invisible shackles were being unlocked in his body. His connection with the heaven and earth became closer, and he could even detect it secretly. own bad luck.

Obviously, this is related to Ye Feng absorbing a lot of luck. Although this luck cannot be compared with the luck of heaven and earth, the advantage is that Ye Feng absorbs enough, the quantity causes qualitative changes, and some changes still occur.

"Third brother."

At this moment, Ye Han hurried over, holding Fang Xuyang with disheveled hair and dull eyes in his hand.

"you!"

When Fang Xuyang saw Ye Feng, his originally dull eyes suddenly shrank, and there was deep hatred in his eyes.

"You destroyed my Beileng Kingdom!"

Fang Xuyang roared through gritted teeth.

"Haha, it's your own fault."

Ye Feng's tone was calm. He killed the golden dragon of luck in Beileng Kingdom. Although it turned into luck and most of it returned to Beileng Kingdom, it was still severely damaged.

From now on, the Northern Cold Kingdom will also turn from prosperity to decline, with constant internal and external troubles, and there will no longer be the possibility of invading the Morning Star Kingdom. Even if the leader of the Morning Star Kingdom is more ambitious, he can completely occupy and rule the Northern Cold Kingdom.

"Ye Feng, Ye Han, I curse you to die a good death, and your souls will be scattered!"

Fang Xuyang roared with a vicious tone. He knew that everything was ruined. The national fortune of Beileng Kingdom was declining, and the powerful people in the magical power realm of Beileng Kingdom were almost extinct. There was no possibility of turning around from now on.

As the leader of the country who single-handedly facilitated all this, Fang Xuyang's ambition brought unimaginable tragic consequences to the Beileng Kingdom.

Originally, Fang Xuyang was looking forward to the Northern Cold Kingdom uniting with the Zhenshuang Kingdom to capture the Morning Star Kingdom, expand the territory of the Northern Cold Kingdom, and become a hero who would leave a mark in the history books of future generations. However, all these hopes were destroyed by Ye Feng and Ye Han themselves. Lose.

"sad."

Ye Feng glanced at Fang Xuyang disdainfully, and then looked at Ye Han.

"Brother, there is no use keeping this guy anymore."

"Well, I'll send him on his way."

Ye Han nodded, condensed a sword of energy and blood in his palm, and slashed at Fang Xuyang.