Chapter 730 Demon Lord

Ye Feng's murderous aura dropped to the freezing point, and seemed to be able to freeze space. This was the wrath of Burning Heaven, which Ye Feng released mercilessly.

The killing sword took action without hesitation, like a wisp of residual light, slashing down at the three people fiercely, with gusts of wind, and the strong killing aura was like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, rushing towards the three people crazily. He flew away before him.

Angry, angry, angry!

Anger cannot describe Ye Feng's mood at this time. Xiaobai was his savior. Without Xiaobai, Ye Feng would have died at least three times.

The first time in the wasteland, he was attacked by the Red Wolf King, the second time in the Demon Sea, and the latest time he almost fell into the illusion of colorful scales.

Even without these life-saving graces, Xiaobai and Ye Feng grew up together, and the two had a very deep relationship. Ye Feng would not spare the three of them after experiencing such tragic pain.

The three of them did not expect that Ye Feng took action directly without saying a word, and his terrifying aura was so terrifying that he was caught off guard before he even had time to react.

"You are so presumptuous that you think we are afraid of you!"

The three of them were all the proud ones of heaven. How had they ever suffered like this? They were directly attacked without any room for speech.

"You don't need to be afraid, because I want you to die!"

The sword edge exuded a fierce aura, and the Nirvana Sword Technique was used continuously, like the continuous sea water, with one wave higher than the other, and crazily drowned the three people.

"Destruction hell!"

The ruthless hell demon appeared, and the surrounding space turned into pitch black, as if it was about to drown the three of them. The rich demonic energy made people very uncomfortable.

"If I don't give you some clues, you think our three major families are easy to bully!"

Xu Jialiang's eyes became angry, and a strange shovel appeared in his hand, like a sickle, like harvesting wheat.

The Xu family is good at growing various spiritual rice. The main function of this shovel is to harvest spiritual rice, and eventually it evolved into a weapon.

Spirit rice is also very popular in the cultivation world. Many warriors have always relied on food. Although absorbing spiritual energy can relieve hunger, many warriors are too lazy to meditate and absorb it.

Moreover, there are too many impurities in ordinary food and cannot meet the needs of warriors. Absorbing too many grains will instead produce a kind of garbage, which is harmful to the body.

But this kind of spiritual rice is different. It is pure rice, just like golden rice. It contains pure spiritual energy. If a warrior eats it, not only will there be no harm, but it can also absorb the spiritual energy inside.

Therefore, the Xu family has developed into a big family in just a few decades, which has a lot to do with growing spiritual rice.

Not everyone can grow it. The living conditions for this kind of spiritual rice are extremely harsh. It can only grow in a mountain range of the Xu family. It is difficult for people outside to enjoy this kind of spiritual rice.

The shovel danced and swept towards Ye Feng's neck. It was so fast that it actually regarded Ye Feng's neck as spiritual rice and prepared to harvest it.

"Get back here!"

The long sword danced, the killing sword split into two, and another sword edge swept towards the shovel.

"Qiang!"

A burst of sparks flew out, and the shovel was blown away. Xu Jialiang's body fell back, and was actually thrown away by Ye Feng's force like a tide.

Xu Jialiang was stunned on the spot, a little unable to accept why Ye Feng was so powerful that he could be knocked away with one move.

Zhang Tu lost the Celestial Silkworm Net, and a spear appeared in his hand. With a sharp shot, he pulled out blossoming spear flowers. The spear technique was so sharp that the space emitted bursts of explosions.

The most insidious one is Cui Hao. This man is holding a short sword, which is very short, only half a foot long. This is a hidden blade, suitable for assassination or close combat, and is very concealed.

People who can use short blades must have extraordinary skills, or be very proud. Cui Hao is this kind of person, pretentious.

The two formed a flanking attack, and the spear wanted to break through Ye Feng's defense, giving Cui Hao the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

Feel the fierce murderous aura,

Ye Feng's eyes were cold and his murderous intent did not diminish, but instead became more violent.

"You like to play, then I will accompany you!"

"God Shura, show up for me!"

The Five Elements Sealing Seal Ye Feng is usually not used easily as a trump card unless he encounters a top master. Now he is facing three people. They are all the favored sons of the three major families, and their strength is extraordinary.

Especially Cui Hao, like a shadow killer, could give Ye Feng a fatal blow at any time, so Ye Feng had to be careful.

A terrifying aura appeared. God Shura stepped on the ground, and the terrifying will of Shura appeared, holding a sword to kill, just like the arrival of all gods.

"cut!"

With only one word, Qiu Sha slashed towards Zhang Tu, while Ye Feng took the initiative to meet Cui Hao. Since the other party liked to fight in close quarters, Ye Feng played with him.

Xu Jialiang, who was knocked away by Ye Feng, shot forward with a vertical shot, but was soon entangled by the Shura God. The Shura God was one against two.

The seven Heaven-Slaying Styles were constantly changing, and the suppressed two people could not get close at all. God Shura had been suppressed for so long and had been trying to be released. The strong Qi of Shura evolved into an evil spirit and blessed the body of God Shura. .

Without the restraints of the two men, Ye Feng's space for movement was greatly increased. He held the Qiu Sha and slashed towards Cui Hao's right shoulder with a countershake. It was extremely fast, and the speed of both of them was not slow.

Cui Hao was shocked. Ye Feng's speed and close combat were not weaker than his own, or even better. Where did this kid come from?

Facing the siege of three people, he could still remain calm and calm. What was even more frightening was that his clone turned out to be a Shura God. This was even more incredible.

The short blade in his hand made a cross cut and directly bounced the killing sword back. Ye Feng also felt his arm shaking. The opponent was so powerful that he even fought to a tie with him.

The one who was shocked was not Ye Feng, but Cui Hao. He had used 70% of his strength in the blow just now, but it only deflected the sword instead of knocking Ye Feng away. This made him even more vigilant.

Ye Feng was neither sad nor happy, but only had the spirit of killing. The sword changed direction again, and attacked Cui Hao in different shapes. There were shadows of the killing sword in three directions.

"Boohoo!"

The sword energy made a hissing sound, causing Cui Hao to dodge continuously. Ye Feng's sword energy was too terrifying. It was the Nine Points Sword Intent, almost reaching the perfection of the Nine Points Sword Intent.

Without enough time to think, the short blade in Cui Hao's hand moved in an arc, and his body turned into afterimages, floating in Ye Feng's sword energy. This Cui Hao was indeed extraordinary. As the Cui family, second only to the five major families, the heritage was very powerful.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

Three wisps of sword energy were broken by Cui Hao, but Cui Hao was in a very embarrassed state because Ye Feng always took the lead in attacking and did not give his opponent any chance at all.

The Sword of Killing has channeled the spirit and sensed Ye Feng's anger, and the anger can stimulate the Sword of Killing.

The Sword of Killing, in the name of killing, felt murderous intent at this time, and more killing will was decomposed from it, filling the entire space.

"Dusk of Nirvana!"

Just like the twilight of the gods, the music of death is played. This is the rhythm of the arrival of death. Ye Feng blows the horn of death, preparing to harvest evil souls one by one.

When this move appeared, Cui Hao was obviously even more vigilant. Ye Feng's moves were as powerful as each other. What was even more terrifying was that Ye Feng's nine-point sword intent covered almost every inch of space. It was difficult for him to use his close combat skills.

"Chi chi chi..."

Nine points of sword energy filled the entire void, causing Cui Hao to move slower and slower. Ye Feng's murderous aura could flood the sky and destroy the earth. Countless sword energy condensed into a real long sword.

"laugh!"

Unable to dodge, Cui Hao's right arm was stabbed by a wisp of sword energy, and blood spurted out.

"You are so presumptuous, do you really think I can't do anything to you? You are only a third-level divine martial artist, but you dare to hurt me!"

Cui Hao was furious, and suddenly there was a weapon in his hand again. It was not a short blade, but a large sword. The length of the sword was about three meters and it was very huge.

"call!"

With a sweeping sweep, the long sword flew away all the sword energy around him. Cui Hao's eyes were cold as he looked at the wound on his right arm. It was a shame that he was injured by an ant that was lower than his own level.

"You forced me to do this, and I will let you die without a burial today!"

Cui Hao looked ferocious and held a giant sword. He would never use this sword unless absolutely necessary.

Waves of demonic energy emanated from the long sword. It turned out that it was a magic sword that could control people's souls. Once used for a long time, it would be easy to be demonized by the magic sword.

Cui Hao would never use it unless it was a life or death crisis. Now that it was a life or death situation, he had to take out this magic sword.

Ye Feng's continuous attacks made Cui Hao very frustrated. If this continued, sooner or later Ye Feng would drive him crazy.

Ye Feng frowned and felt waves of demonic energy. There seemed to be an evil demon hidden in this long knife. Once released, it would be very terrifying.

"Today I will let you see the power of the Demon Sword. You are honored to die under the Demon Sword as the Demon God's food!"

Cui Hao's eyes became colder and colder, gradually turning into demon eyes, and a terrifying demonic aura emitted from his body.

"When the magic sword is born, all living beings will be devastated!"

Cui Hao recited the spell, and bursts of dark demonic energy emitted from the magic knife. An even more terrifying thing happened. A figure walked out of the magic knife, covered in pitch black.

"Chatter!"

"Who released me? What a rich essence!"

This black energy turned into a human figure, and the surrounding demonic energy was wrapped around the black figure.

"Demon Lord, I want to ask you something. I will use your power to kill this kid!"

Cui Hao bowed to the black figure very respectfully. It turned out to be the master of the magic sword, the Demon Lord!

"Baby, if you want me to take action, you know the rules!"

Rolling demonic sounds appeared, and the demonic aura on Demon Lord's body became thicker and thicker, almost flooding the surrounding space.

"Junior knows the rules. As long as you can kill him, I am willing to lend you ten years of life and a ten-thousand-year blood tree as the price."

Cui Hao gritted his teeth. As long as he could kill Ye Feng, it would be worth it. If he lost ten years of life, he could make up for it by eating some natural treasures and taking some life-prolonging elixirs.

However, this ten-thousand-year-old blood-three strain is going to bleed heavily. Although Cui Jia has a rich background, elixirs with ingredients that are tens of thousands of years old are very rare.

"He is getting more and more useless. Killing an ant-like character and asking me to come out really insults the name of my Demon Lord!"

The demon lord was very disdainful. Although he could get ten years of life and a ten thousand-year-old blood tree, he didn't seem happy.