Chapter 1842 Powerful Spear

Zhang Ming's body trembled, and the force of the destructive shock became more and more obvious, and his arm was suddenly numb from the shock.

Involuntarily shocked by Ye Feng's physical strength in his heart, his body was shocked back a step again.

The breath in the body floated, but Zhang Ming has been deliberately suppressing it, not wanting others to see his predicament at the moment.

"kill!"

Zhang Ming let out a roaring sound, stepped forward, and the god-slaying sickle released endless brilliance, wisps of death-attributed power lingered on it.

It turned into a jet-black light band, which gave people a creepy feeling. Zhang Ming swung his arm, and the god-slaying sickle frantically slashed towards Ye Feng's head.

An extremely cold light flashed across the void, as if it wanted to cut off Ye Feng's head completely.

A sharp light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and the long spear shot out again at this moment. The light released by the spear was a bit sharper than before, and wisps of spears lingered on it, and in the blink of an eye, it matched Zhang Ming's butcher The god sickle attacks collided together.

There was an astonishing shocking sound again, and Zhang Ming's face became even more ugly. Under the action of that shocking force, his arm seemed to have received a strong blow to its internal bones.

If this continues, it won't be long before he can no longer resist Ye Feng's attack.

"I didn't expect this guy to have such strength. He won't lose a few moves against Zhang Ming. Even if he dies in Zhang Ming's hands, he is something to be proud of."

Below the battle stage, a strong man said that, at this moment, you didn't notice Zhang Ming's embarrassment, thinking that Ye Feng would definitely die in Zhang Ming's hands.

It wasn't just him, many people present couldn't see it. I have to say that the skill called pretending is very strong.

After this collision, Ye Feng didn't continue to shoot. He stood with a gun, looked towards Zhang Ming's direction with a calm expression, and asked, "Why didn't you shoot anymore? Could it be because you were afraid?"

These words made Zhang Ming's face look ugly for a while. Careful people would notice that Zhang Ming's hands holding the God-Slaying Scythe were still trembling at this moment, and there seemed to be blood oozing from the tiger's mouth.

"You better not be arrogant!"

Zhang Ming said coldly, but his body still didn't move. The few collisions just now made him deeply feel the terrifying attack power of Ye Feng.

Thinking of the terrifying power generated when the two attacks collided, Zhang Ming couldn't help feeling a little fear in his heart.

"I'm waiting here for someone, come and kill me!"

Ye Feng looked at Zhang Ming with a sarcastic face, and he slammed his spear heavily on the battle platform, making a dull ringing sound.

"Zhang Ming, kill him quickly, I want to see where his arrogant capital is!"

At this time, Yu who was not far away seemed to be unable to understand Zhang Ming's procrastination, so he couldn't help but remind him loudly.

In Yu's view, with Zhang Ming's strength, defeating Ye Feng was easy, and there was no need to procrastinate any longer.

Hearing Yu's words, Zhang Ming's complexion changed for a while, and he didn't say anything. The terrifying aura was released from his body again, and strands of tyrannical attribute power quickly poured into the god-slaying sickle.

This made the luster released on the Slaughter God Scythe become stronger again, under the shocking eyes of the crowd.

The handle of the god-slaying sickle was split into two, and the two ends were connected by iron chains, transforming into a brand new weapon.

With Zhang Ming swinging out one hand, the Slaughtering God Scythe swings towards Ye Feng's body under the action of centrifugal force and cuts down.

At the same time, there seemed to be shadows of knives appearing in the sky, and those shadows of knives were like shrunken god-slaying sickles, and the power they carried was simply irresistible.

They slashed towards Ye Feng's body together, causing bursts of cold light to flicker continuously in the space, as if completely covering the space where Ye Feng was alive, making Ye Feng unable to hide.

"Zhang Ming's Slaughtering God Scythe has such an effect, it is really powerful, Ye Feng may not be able to hold on."

Seeing Zhang Ming's god-slaying sickle unleash such a terrifying attack, everyone's hearts trembled, thinking that Ye Feng was killed by such an attack.

However, Ye Feng still stood where he was, calmly watching Zhang Ming's terrifying attack coming towards his body, but he still didn't move a bit.

"Is he about to give up? Could it be that Zhang Ming's attack is too strong and he is not ready to resist?"

Someone immediately said so, thinking that Ye Feng had given up resisting.

"You forced me, don't blame me for being too ruthless!"

Zhang Ming also saw that Ye Feng did not move. Thoughts similar to those of the people present came to mind, and he said indifferently.

While speaking, he might as well inject a more terrifying power into his own god-slaying sickle.

"Buzz, buzz!"

However, just as the attack released by Zhang Ming's Slaughtering God Scythe was about to approach Ye Feng's body, the crowd saw waves of strong aura released from Ye Feng's body.

That aura carried a strong sharp attribute power, wherever it went, it made the sound of weapons piercing through the air, and flashes of cold light flickered in the space, stinging people's eyes.

When Zhang Ming's attack came, the aura released from Ye Feng intercepted it.

In an instant, there was a series of shocking sounds, and the two forces collided continuously in the void, releasing waves of terrifying destructive power.

Many people trembled in their hearts, no one thought that Ye Feng would also comprehend such a terrifying power of exercises.

The two breaths collided continuously in the void, releasing an astonishing power of destruction. Gradually, the god-slaying sickle released by Zhang Ming was suppressed little by little.

Zhang Ming instantly felt a strong pressure, and sweat could not help but appear on his forehead.

"What kind of power does this guy comprehend, and how can he be so powerful?"

Zhang Ming couldn't help but said secretly in his heart, he just felt that it was becoming difficult for him to breathe, and the God Slaying Scythe attack he released was being quickly eaten away.

Zhang Ming's body was forced back again and again, his breath fluctuated for a while, and that biting cold light also enveloped his body at this moment.

This made Zhang Ming look horrified, and couldn't help releasing his breath to resist, but even so, Zhang Ming still suffered from the split of the cold light.

There are several bloodstains on your Zhang Ming's body, and fresh blood seeps out from the wound continuously, staining his clothes red.

"This guy……"

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help trembling. The attack released by Zhang Ming was strong enough, but it was repelled by Ye Feng's free breath.

What's even more frightening is that there was a strong sharp attribute power in that aura, which tore Zhang Ming's body apart.

I can't even imagine how terrifying this force must be!

"The power of the gun, this person has also comprehended the power of the gun. What's even more terrifying is that I can't see through the level of the power of the gun he has comprehended!"

Above the stands, an elder of the Jinluo Xianmen said with a shocked expression.

This battle also attracted the attention of many powerful experts from the Jinluo Immortal Sect, even those from the top powers in the eastern part of Tianyu.

He was also attracted by this battle, and at the same time, he was also shocked by the aura Ye Feng had just released.

"The power of the gun is so strong! No wonder he can easily destroy Zhang Ming's attack, but to be able to suppress Zhang Ming so easily, this person's understanding of the power of the gun has at least reached the level of the middle stage of the state of mind! "

Hearing the words of the elder of the Jinluo Xianmen, a strong man immediately said excitedly.

Many people were shocked, only to hear another strong man say with a slightly trembling expression: "How could it be possible for the power of the gun in the middle stage of the state of mind, you think too highly of this person, in my opinion, his power of the gun is at best as high as At the peak level in the early stage of entering the state of mind, the reason why Zhang Ming was suppressed by him may be a little careless and underestimate the enemy."

What this person said immediately attracted the support of many people. Among the Jin Luo Xianmen, there are not many people who can comprehend the power of the spear in their hearts.

The power of the spear in the middle stage of the state of mind is even more unimaginable. Up to now, among the disciples of the Wu King Realm, only Murong Ke and Jiang Jinsong have comprehended the power of the spear to this level, and this Ye Feng, what kind of virtue is there? How can it be compared with these two Tianjiao?

Therefore, when the voice of the strong man fell, many people started discussing it. Many people thought that the elder had overestimated Ye Feng.

"The power of the gun he comprehended is much stronger than mine, you guys underestimated him!"

However, at this moment, there was such a voice from a certain position in the crowd.

Many people present at the time of acquaintance were stunned, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the voice.

Suddenly discovered that the person who said these words was one of the protagonists of their discussion, Murong Ke!

This could not help but make everyone present tremble fiercely. Murong Ke said that the power of the gun that Ye Feng comprehended was even stronger than him.

What are you kidding? This Murong Ke must be joking, his spear power has already broken through to the middle stage of the state of mind before the opening of the year-end assessment.

Murong Ke said that Ye Feng's comprehension of the power of the gun is stronger than him, although they knew that Murong Ke could not easily make such a joke.

But they still couldn't believe what the other party said.

"Young Master Murong is joking, how can this person be compared with Young Master Murong? They are simply not on the same level!"

Immediately after Murong Ke's words fell, a strong man said to Murong Ke flatteringly, thinking that Murong Ke was being humble.

"Don't be rude!"

However, upon hearing this strong man's words, Murong Ke frowned directly and scolded him.

This kind of action made the strong man's expression froze in place immediately, not knowing which sentence he said was wrong.

"I tell you, the reason why my spear power can break through the realm in a short period of time is entirely under the guidance of Brother Ye. Brother Ye is my benefactor of Murong Ke, and no one can stand in front of me." Slander Brother Ye, if not, I, Murong Ke, are at odds with him!"

Murong Ke glanced at everyone and spoke indifferently.