Chapter 440 Powerful Opponent

Fang Hao, who was not far away, jumped up high with all his strength, and the extremely high-grade spiritual weapon long sword in his hand instantly slashed with a sword light. Situ Reading 520 official website

"Ye Feng, you cannot escape death today."

brush!

The light of the sword was astonishing, like a long rainbow penetrating the sky. Although the light of the sword was not very big, it contained a strong "power" connotation. Fang Hao's whole person was like a domineering and unparalleled sword, with the power to cut the sky and split the earth. The power is terrifying.

In just an instant, he fired nine swords in a row, like a sky net covering all directions, blocking Ye Feng's way.

Roar……

There was fire in the fiery red eyes of the Flame Lion King. Its claws vibrated and swept away like sharp blades towards the sword light inspired by Fang Hao. The black and golden giant claws flashed with black light, and the claws were as if they were made of black iron. It is made with a sharp aura.

Not only that, the Flame Lion King roared casually, and a powerful wave of heat came out of his mouth, flooding towards Fang Hao like lava.

The level of the Flame Lion King has reached the earth level. In addition, the innate fire spirit has been absorbed through refining. The fire element aura is stronger than that of the middle-grade monsters. This claw, with a roar, bursts out powerful, and suddenly He withstood Fang Hao's attack.

At this moment, Ye Feng's attention was extremely concentrated, and he had to concentrate on dealing with the black shadow.

Ye Feng could truly feel that the black shadow was not far from his side and could launch a killing blow at any time.

And this black shadow is obviously stronger than Fang Hao...

Boom...

Fang Hao's "Hundred Hole Sword Intention" seed brought all the aftermath waves with it. The sword light and the flaming lion king's claws struck together, and a sound like a metal collision resounded.

The blade intent seeds struck the Lion King's claws, but only burst out with dazzling rays of light, but failed to cut off the Lion King's claws. This scene made Ye Feng feel at ease.

He was really afraid that Fang Hao's sword intent seeds would injure the Lion King. Since he could withstand it, it would be fine. But just as Ye Feng felt at ease, a light invisible to the naked eye suddenly flashed not far from Ye Feng's side. rise.

"Death to Heaven and Earth!"

The almost completely hidden jet-black sword light, under the cover of the movement caused by Fang Hao and the Flame Lion King, pierced Ye Feng's throat.

"Finally took action?"

Ye Feng sneered.

He couldn't sense the opponent's existence unless the black shadow made a move, but as long as he made a move, even though the vitality fluctuations emitted were very subtle, it was still impossible to escape Ye Feng's perception.

The killer is the most feared before he takes action.

And once you take action, it all depends on your own strength.

Ye Feng's energy flowed all over his body, and the short iron rod held a sword in his hand. The red light flashed, and the powerful rod struck back directly towards the black shadow's face.

He didn't use any powerful moves, he relied on his own body strength.

Decisive and direct.

Especially this attack contained a momentum of going forward and dying together.

Ye Feng knew in his heart that this dark shadow was willing to cooperate with Fang Hao to attack him. On the one hand, it might be for the reward given by Fang Hao. On the other hand, it might be because of his points. No matter which way, None of them can escape the word "profit".

What he seeks is wealth, and he will never be willing to fight with himself and lose both sides.

Heiying took the lead and took the lead, which could be said to be a slight advantage. If he wanted to regain this advantage, he had to pay some price when the two were about the same strength.

But with the current style of play, it is undoubtedly possible to do this instantly.

Sure enough, facing Ye Feng's stick that hit his face, Heiying's eyes showed a trace of helplessness, and the sword light from the assassination rolled back and hit the short iron rod.

bass……

There was a slight sound, and the short iron rod deviated at some angle.

Ye Feng raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and before the stick could completely miss, he swept over the black shadow before he took action for the second time.

It is still the simplest and most direct move, but with the blessing of his huge strength, the power of this stick is very terrifying.

Huhu...

The strong wind roared, and the black sword energy was too late to be retracted, and was smashed to pieces by a stick. Ye Feng laughed loudly, kept walking, and punched out with his left hand, hitting the black shadow directly in the chest.

When masters compete with masters, the balance of victory is always slowly tilting, and it cannot be achieved overnight. Undoubtedly, Ye Feng correctly calculated the opponent's unwillingness to lose both sides, and not only equalized the disadvantage, but also gained a slight advantage.

"Click..."

With one punch, his body exploded into pieces.

"Huh? Just an afterimage?"

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Feng heard a slight sound breaking through the air.

The strength of this black shadow was really strong. Even though Ye Feng had the upper hand, he was able to use the afterimage to deceive Ye Feng's punch. He thrust out another sword, and then used a tricky angle to drill straight into Ye Feng's left ribs. I want to penetrate his Dantian with a sword.

Ye Feng felt a shiver in his heart, took a step back, and knocked down the short iron rod.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the heavy stick knocked the short sword away. The black figure grunted, handed the sword to his left hand, and retreated quickly. After a flash, the figure disappeared again in the void like a ghost.

Ye Feng also felt his ribs tremble, and the clothes on his upper body were pierced by the sword energy, and a shallow white mark appeared on the Blood God Armor.

so close.

If the stick hadn't come in time, he might have been disemboweled with just one strike.

This opponent really cannot be underestimated.

Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes.

Although his eyes were closed, his spiritual perception was stimulated to the limit. Any slight fluctuation could not conceal Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness.

A trace of extremely subtle energy passed by in front of the left.

Ye Feng frowned, and his fur suddenly tightened. He sensed extreme danger.

There was no sword light shining in this sword, nor was there any sword energy. Even ordinary warriors could hardly sense the slight fluctuation of energy, but Ye Feng still noticed it.

In an instant, a short sword appeared and rushed towards Ye Feng's heart. Then the sword intent on the tip of the sword suddenly spread out, like a hair, and spread into thousands of strands.

Each and every one of them was accompanied by a hissing sound, as if thousands of poisonous snakes were hissing.

"Hmm?"

Ye Feng's hair exploded all over his body.

This sword was so terrifying that no attack trajectory could be seen.

If you can't see the sword light, how can you resist or dodge?

If it were any other warrior, simply judging the sword moves and intentions of the shadow with the naked eye, and then wanting to react when seeing the sudden surge of sword light, it would definitely be too late.

Fortunately, Ye Feng's mental power was meticulous and he sensed a slight fluctuation of vitality in advance, causing the opponent's strange and hidden sword to lose its due effect.

"Come on!"

Ye Feng shouted, his arm turned into a phantom, and the short iron stick swung at a frequency that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and dozens of sticks were thrown in an instant.

The weapon in his hand was not as light as the opponent's short sword, so he wanted to use the same trick again and fight back with his life, but it didn't work.

The shadow had obviously considered this in advance, forcing Ye Feng to change his previous battle strategy...