Chapter 815: High-Level Demon Disciple

Along with Ye Feng's deafening voice, Ye Feng's iron fist with strong Yuanli also attacked the demon disciple. Situ Reading.\nＣＯＭ

"Gong Tianquan" was launched suddenly, and the ethereal fist wind was erratic, and suddenly it flashed and appeared near Han Wuxin's left rib.

Han Wuxin sighed and opened his eyes carelessly, and saw a pair of scarlet eyes, bloody, and the blood water attracted by him instantly swept up, forming a blood shield shape, standing in front of the left rib to block Ye Feng's punch.

Ye Feng was secretly surprised.

It was only about half a day at most, and the cultivation level of this black-clothed leader actually soared, from a medium-level demon disciple to a high-level demon disciple.

In addition to reaching the seventh level of the virtual realm, under the blessing of the rolling blood water, his strength has also been quite abnormally improved.

It seems that the blood water absorbed by this person has the energy to quickly promote the disciples of the Demon Sect. I wonder how many people were killed to form such a blood well?

He deserves to die!

"Bang!"

Gang Gong Tian Quan hit the blood shield with one punch.

The shield surface instantly shattered into a pool of blood and water, and the energy contained in it was evaporated by the fist force. The remaining force of the fist continued to fall towards Han Wuxin's ribs.

"What?"

It can be seen that Han Wuxin's eyes were also full of horror.

He never expected that this third-level virtual realm boy who was chasing him could break the blood shield formed by the magic blood with one punch.

Fortunately, the fist force was blocked by the blood shield, and the power was almost gone. It just flipped Han Wuxin out and did not cause much damage to him.

Han Wuxin stood up instantly with a solemn and weird expression. He looked at Ye Feng without blinking and said slowly: "Just now, what you exploded in that mercenary town was not your strongest strength..."

"What do you think?" Ye Feng smiled leisurely.

"With the third level of Void Realm cultivation, you can have such a powerful fighting power. You should be a genius disciple cultivated by a major sect... However, your biggest mistake is that you are too aggressive. You actually went to great lengths to come here to hunt me down..."

"Although I have not yet absorbed all the blood of the demon god here, it should be enough to kill you! You will soon become a pool of blood... Well, I can give you a chance, teach you magic skills, and let you become a member of my Soul Devouring Blood Palace... I wonder what you think?"

"Let me join the Demon Sect?" Ye Feng was stunned by Han Wuxin's words.

"That's right! The seven holy places are decaying, and my Demon Sect is about to rise. Sooner or later, the entire Yuanwu Continent will become the world of my Demon Sect. It's not too late for you to join now, and you can achieve supreme achievements for this palace." Han Wuxin thought Ye Feng was tempted, and his tone was full of bewitching, and he said in a gentle and persuasive manner.

"Forget about joining the Demon Sect. At least the disciples of the Demon Sect are like rats crossing the street. They dare not even show their faces openly. I do have a suggestion. Why don't you just be tied up and let me capture you alive? This way you can survive and I can get more points..." Ye Feng looked at him lazily and teased.

"Stinky boy, you are still stubborn when you are about to die. Then, become my nourishment! Hahahaha..."

Han Wuxin's face changed, and then he laughed wantonly.

At this moment, he was obviously very confident in himself.

Ye Feng, who was standing opposite, still looked normal. He watched him laugh up to the sky quietly. After a long while, he continued to ask calmly: "It seems that you don't agree with my suggestion. In this case, then you can die."

The Burning Moon Sword suddenly appeared in his right hand, and the vigorous fire attribute energy poured into the blade. Ye Feng slashed out flames all over the sky with a sword, and with a move of "Flames Soaring to the Sky", he rushed towards Han Wuxin with endless power.

This knife was not Ye Feng's strongest attack, and he didn't even use the essence of fire.

However, the knife intent was stimulated with the Yuan power, adding a bit of knife power out of thin air, as if one knife could cut through this tunnel and even cut a crack in the sky.

Facing this knife coming at him, Han Wuxin, who was in the blood, was confident, crossed his thumbs and pushed forward quickly.

The surging blood was like a river with a floodgate opened, and like a rolling wave, it rushed out along the traction of his Yuan Qi. Then Han Wuxin quickly separated his hands, and with the blessing of the magic energy in both hands, the blood that swept up actually formed the shape of a battle axe.

In addition to improving the cultivation, this blood can also be controlled to become a weapon?

Ye Feng felt novel and a little incredible. In his heart, he also paid attention to Han Wuxin, a high-level demon disciple.

The battle axe was about ten feet long, and the axe head was a deep red with mysterious Taoist patterns wrapped around it. In Han Wuxin's grim smile, he chopped it down with a mighty force.

Two weapons, one gravity and the other heavy skill, collided, and a roar of energy blasted out.

Although Ye Feng's sword swinging speed was fast, Han Wuxin's blood axe defense was also relatively perfect, and for a moment, he could not hurt the opponent.

However, Ye Feng noticed that the blood axe was huge, and Han Wuxin needed both hands to control and swing it, while he only needed his right hand to hold the sword. With a change of expression, he punched with his left hand, and the Thunder Fist of the Palace was like lightning and flew towards Han Wuxin.

Han Wuxin stepped back a few steps in a panic, and while luckily avoiding Ye Feng's fist wind, he condensed a blood shield to defend himself.

But the "Palace Thunder Fist" punches fast and fast, and each punch needs to trigger a blood shield to resist, and each punch can break a blood shield, which makes the magic blood energy consumption rate very fast.

These are all killed by many warriors, and they cost a lot of effort to refine. Such a fast consumption is too shocking.

Han Wuxin was helpless and heartbroken. He couldn't ignore the fist light of Ye Feng.

Suddenly, a ferocious look flashed in his eyes, as if he made a decision. He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. A round of blood suddenly emerged from this person's body, and blood surged around him. Finally, a blood beast about ten feet long and in the shape of a monster gathered beside him.

After a slight pause, the blood beast jumped into the air and rushed towards Ye Feng with its fangs and claws.

This blood beast obviously consumed a lot of Han Wuxin, making his face paler than before.

"Hmm?"

"Earth-rank top grade?"

Ye Feng didn't expect that he could split his attention and do two things at the same time, summoning such a powerful blood beast while defending himself.

However, Ye Feng's face was still fearless. After a slight smile, he reached out and slapped the spirit beast bag, and a fierce pressure appeared in the void.

With a loud bang.

The mighty and tall dragon lion was full of demonic flames, and the whole body was majestic. Two eyes like copper bells looked down on the world, like an ancient king descending.

After seeing the blood beast in front of it, the demon flame dragon lion also became extremely excited in an instant.

The monster can increase its strength by devouring flesh and blood.

This blood beast was condensed by Han Wuxin's own blood essence and the blood water here. In the eyes of the demon flame dragon lion, it was like the most delicious food. How could it not be tempted?