Chapter 220 Blood God Armor

"You... a hundred deaths are not enough to atone for your sins. Si Tu Reading

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Peng Yue was filled with endless anger.

The more amazing the strength of the young man in front of him was, the more determined he was to kill him.

Peng Yue had a feeling in his heart that if he could not kill this man today, then in the future, perhaps not long after, this man would bring endless troubles to Dong Zhou.

"Old Third, entangle that lion for me! Even if you die, you must entangle it for more than ten breaths!" Peng Yue shouted.

Under his furious roar, the skinny young man gritted his teeth with an ugly face, swallowed a pill, and his aura suddenly expanded.

He looked solemn and turned to run towards the Flame Lion King.

Peng Yue's eyes showed an extremely cruel killing intent. At this moment, he could no longer care about it. He made a full-strength attack and must kill Ye Feng in the shortest time.

"Poison Dragon Breaks the Sky Kill!"

A sword stabbed out, the sword shadow flashed, the momentum was terrifying, and a sword light several meters long blasted towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's eyes were stern, and "Kunpeng Jiutian" was used to the extreme. He tried his best to dodge, and at the same time, he had already put on the Blood God Armor.

Although he avoided the frontal attack of the sword light, the aftermath of the escape still caused Ye Feng to be shaken, and his body was overturned by the strong Yuanli.

The difference in cultivation between Ye Feng and Peng Yue was too obvious. In addition, Peng Yue could also easily have the ability to challenge several levels. This gap was difficult to make up with talent and martial arts.

"Is that all the strength?" Peng Yue smiled coldly, and the murderous intent in his body almost condensed into substance, suffocating.

"Poison Dragon Soul Kill."

He was determined to kill, roared, and chopped down with a sword.

The golden spirit sword chopped down from mid-air, and a terrifying sword wave rushed out.

The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the terrifying and powerful dark golden sword light fell rapidly towards Ye Feng's head. This sword not only attacked powerfully, but also struck like lightning, blocking Ye Feng's escape route.

He was determined to take the opportunity to kill the boy in front of him when he was knocked over by the sword energy and his steps were unstable.

"Flames soaring to the sky!"

Ye Feng frowned, slightly tilted his body, and stepped on the ground at the same time. His whole figure jumped into the air and chopped down from top to bottom.

In this slash, Ye Feng once again used the power of artistic conception, and at the same time stimulated a fire essence, the power that burst out was definitely not less than that of ordinary innate sixth or seventh level masters.

"Boom!"

A whistling sound came from the air, and the black and red flames rolled and collided with the dark golden sword light.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

With two muffled sounds, Ye Feng and Peng Yue were both knocked back.

Ye Feng was protected by the Blood God Armor. When the dark golden sword light reached his body, a red armor emerged, blocking most of the damage from the sword light. However, on his arms and thighs, where the Blood God Armor itself could not protect him, bloody wounds were inevitably left, like a baby's open mouth, with blood gushing out.

Peng Yue, on the other hand, was obviously not seriously injured, but his face was a little livid, and his body was shaken by the huge force and retreated more than ten feet in succession.

His face became even gloomier.

The shock Ye Feng left him was too great!

Half a step into the innate realm, he took his full-strength sword and didn't die?

Not only did he not die, but he was also shocked to retreat several steps. This was simply unimaginable for Peng Yue.

As the number one young master under the age of 20 in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, even if he met an equal opponent, he was never able to match him. Peng Yue could easily defeat a fifth or sixth level innate warrior with one move.

But now, he was forced to this extent by a half-step innate warrior?

Raising his numb right hand, the Xuan-level spiritual weapon shone brightly, Peng Yue's face was so gloomy that blood almost dripped, and he said coldly: "Good, very good. Half-step innate can take two of my swords. In time, I may not be your opponent. Unfortunately, you are not mature after all, so today, you must die!"

His killing intent became stronger, and the momentum he released was earth-shaking.

"Come if you have the ability. If you can't kill me today, you will never have another chance in your life." Ye Feng's whole body seemed to have turned into a bloody man. After stabilizing his body, he responded coldly.

He was seriously injured at the moment. Fortunately, his body was strong and domineering enough, but the previous attack had already used up the power of artistic conception. What could he use to resist Peng Yue's next sword?

Ye Feng couldn't just rely on his body skills to dodge, because he knew that once the other party couldn't do anything to him, he would definitely turn to Tang Chuxue.

This time, he would not have the good luck he had when he tamed the void beast in the cave.

Therefore, he had to entangle Peng Yue and keep this powerful master's appetite, so that he would not have time to look around.

"You don't know whether to live or die!"

Peng Yue's face was ferocious, and he sneered: "If you have the ability, you can take this move from me again, and the poisonous dragon will turn over and kill!"

As soon as the voice fell, he raised his hand, and the golden spirit sword flew into the air and spun rapidly in the air, just like a golden whirlwind, raising a huge wave of wind and waves, and in an instant, it swept towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's eyes were as cold as iron.

He knew that if he couldn't take this move, everything would be over.

The opponent was too terrifying, and his combat power was comparable to that of an innate eighth-level warrior. The power of a furious blow could be imagined.

Glancing at Tang Chuxue, who was dozens of feet away, Ye Feng let out a thunderous roar.

The situation was forced to this point, and he could no longer hold back.

With this roar, the blood-red armor on his body, which he got from Li Qingyuan, suddenly thrust many barbs deep inside and pierced into countless acupoints on Ye Feng's body.

Ye Feng's breath suddenly rose, and the blood vessels on his skin trembled, and actually began to flow like green earthworms, and his body burst out with a burst of frying beans. He was taller, and countless blood-red spiritual patterns surged out from his body.

At this moment, Ye Feng felt that his strength had greatly increased, and his speed, agility, defense, etc. had all been significantly improved.

Boom...

Take a step forward.

"Damn it!" Seeing Ye Feng using the "Blood God Armor" secret method to stimulate his potential in front of him, Peng Yue suddenly felt full of humiliation, but there was a hint of contempt in his expression.

This armor was originally worn by his second-in-command. He naturally knew the effect of the Blood God Armor secret method.

In addition to its amazing defense, the Blood God Armor can also use blood as a driving energy. Once used, it will extract about one-third of the warrior's blood essence, but it will increase the body's functions by 100%, which will last for an incense stick of time.

It only increases the body's functions, and there will be no changes in the true qi, energy, spirit, etc.

It looks great, but how strong can the various functions of a half-step innate warrior be? Even if it is doubled, how can it resist his ultimate move?