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"If I inspire the heaven-level weapon soul in the Dragon-Slaying Sword in my hand, you will definitely die. Situ Reading 520 Official Website

Ding Tianhe's eyes turned scarlet red, and his murderous aura suddenly became stronger several times.

He had really given in just now, but since Ye Feng wouldn't give him a step down, Ding Tianhe naturally wouldn't go on begging for mercy with a face full of shame.

Moreover, it was true as he said, all the power of the heaven-level monsters was released in an instant, which could definitely wipe out an area. However, if he did that, the soul of the weapon would be destroyed. Unless it was a critical moment, he would not be willing to give up. This dragon-slaying sword cost tens of millions of spiritual stones to purchase.

"Weapon soul?" Ye Feng flashed a hint of curiosity, "So the mysterious power just now came from the soul of the spiritual weapon in your hand?"

As an inscription master, Ye Feng has seen introductions about weapon souls in many inscription books, but weapon souls are very rare. Ye Feng's cultivation is not that advanced, but he has never come into contact with real objects.

This thing, like the power of artistic conception, can greatly increase the warrior's combat power.

If Ye Feng had not used the Flame Lion King before against Ding Tianhe, then now, after hearing Ding Tianhe's words, he had to be careful.

In an instant, the tall and powerful Flame Lion King appeared in front of Ye Feng.

"you……"

Ding Tianhe's eyes were scarlet and he shouted angrily: "Ye Feng. I advise you, just accept it as soon as it's good. The soul in Ding's dragon-slaying sword is a heaven-level monster. If you think you can control the earth-level monster If you can withstand the strongest blow from a heaven-level weapon soul, you are making a big mistake."

As he spoke, his face was already as cold as frost, and his vitality was surging. In the crimson blade of the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand, the dragon-shaped shadow seemed to roar violently, causing the entire long sword to tremble. .

The pressure of vitality contained in it became stronger and stronger, and Ye Feng and the Flame Lion King immediately stood ready.

Ding Tianhe is going to make a desperate move.

He mobilized all the energy in his body.

"Ding, say it again, Ye Feng, are you willing to let it go?" After raising his momentum to the extreme, Ding Tianhe finally let out a cold shout.

Ye Feng pointed the tip of the long knife at his throat, and the blade hissed with heat: "If you can hand over this sword to me, I can let you go."

"You want me to dedicate the Dragon-Slaying Sword to you?" Ding Tianhe was completely angry, "You are dreaming. This sword cost me 30 million spiritual stones, how can I give it up to you!"

"Really? In that case, there's nothing more to say."

Ye Feng no longer hesitated. The weapon soul condensed by the heaven-level monster may indeed be very powerful, but if Ye Feng were to let Ding Tianhe leave in such an understatement, he would not be able to do it.

Anyone who dares to spy on him will pay a heavy price.

This is Ye Feng's consistent principle.

After giving a cold shout, he slashed out with his sword, and the fire energy soared into the sky, causing the entire sky to emit thick flames.

"Damn it. You brought this all on yourself, go to hell!" Ding Tianhe's eyes flashed with a hint of madness, "Give me the dragon-slaying weapon soul and come out!"

"Roar!"

On the three-foot dragon-slaying sword, a cyan shadow flew out, and the sea-like pressure like a prison erupted like a volcano erupting.

This cyan shadow was only about a foot long at first, but soon it expanded with the wind, and instantly turned into a giant cyan dragon several feet long with fangs and claws, surging towards Ye Feng.

At the same time, Ding Tianhe's veins were twisted, and the blood vessels in his hands bulged. After a flick of his wrist, the blood-red dragon-slaying sword picked up several sword flowers, and followed the phantom of the cyan dragon to stab Ye Feng.

Crack, crackle…

The void exploded, and the surrounding vitality exploded in the air. Amidst the explosion, there seemed to be a long dragon roar. Although the dragon roar was ethereal, it somehow seemed to echo in people's ears, drilling straight into it. Entering the mind, the divine sea trembles in every warrior.

The surging green dragon and sword light made Ye Feng's pupils shrink. The fire energy and energy almost exploded to the extreme. In an instant, a green flame bloomed in his martial veins.

Facing the most powerful attack from Ding Tianhe, Ye Feng did not dare to be careless at all.

At this moment, he could only activate his final trump card, integrating the green black fire into his vitality and releasing it with the explosion of sword intent.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just like a god coming down to earth, Ye Feng held the Burning Moon Knife, and the seeds of the knife's intention cut through the void, especially the green burning flame at the top of the seeds, tearing apart the phantom of the green dragon in mid-air.

However, it is a heaven-level monster weapon soul after all. Even if only 10% of its combat power has been transformed, when it blooms its final light, its power is still terrifying. In the fierce energy impact, the green dragon dispersed into countless streams of light. Although it was destroyed by the alien The fire destroyed most of them, but there were still many shooting towards Ye Feng like falling meteors.

"Roar……"

The Flame Lion King let out a huge roar and pounced on him. His sharp claws struck quickly, smashing most of the green light strikes into pieces.

However, several streams of light still hit Ye Feng, and the vitality armor and blood god armor shields were broken open at the same time. Ye Feng groaned and retreated quickly.

He felt as if his soul had been pierced by something, and his face turned pale.