Volume 3 East China Sea Famous Chapter 565 Intense Fighting Intent

a sword.

Clang.

Slashed on the silver shield in the hands of the high priest. Finally, a sword mark was left on the silver shield. The high priest was surprised. This kid in strange black clothes couldn't break his defense just now. Why is he so strong now? up.

It actually skyrocketed in a short period of time.

Before he could react, Ye Feng's sword energy like a frenzy had swept over one by one, catching him off guard. Clang, clang, clang.

The silver shield was soon covered with sword marks. Finally, it broke into two halves with a "click".

The great priest turned pale with shock. Immediately after, Ye Feng's last sword slashed directly at his chest.

The sharp blue-colored sword light made the high priest horrified. He gathered his whole body's true energy in a hurry, and released several curse spells towards Ye Feng one after another. Then he condensed a layer of true energy shield outside his body.

It's a pity. His curse technique was cast on Ye Feng. The ancient ring of dragon sword flashed and absorbed its curse power. It didn't show any effect at all.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng's sword broke through the true qi shield of the old man of the chief priest, piercing through his chest, and fresh blood spattered out.

It's a pity that this sword didn't hurt the opponent's vitals. It just pierced a few meridians, causing him to be seriously injured and his strength greatly damaged.

It was just one move. Ye Feng defeated the great priest with sixty years of cultivation. Ai Shiyuan, who was holding a snow wolf cub behind him, was stunned. But then, she realized something. Before Ye Feng appeared again Moved to kill the high priest. He ran up quickly and grabbed Ye Feng's arm.

"Let's go. The young fire dragon is flying over."

Ai Shiyuan said anxiously.

A powerful aura quickly spread from far to near. At the same time, the warning from Yang Shuning's people also came down. A fiery red pterosaur was flying over from a distance, making a deafening roar.

Ye Feng looked back and saw a pterosaur flying down. Those fiery eyes seemed to burn Ye Feng and others to ashes.

"It turned out to be this kind of dragon."

Ye Feng's heart trembled. He finally knew that this juvenile fire dragon was not the kind of dragon from the world of cultivating immortals.

The dragons in the world of cultivating immortals are all oriental dragons. They are similar to the long dragons without wings in the ancient legends of Huaguo. The one in front of you is like the dragons in the legends of the western countries on the earth. Comparing the two sides, it should be the oriental dragon. Be stronger.

Of course. This is only relative.

In fact, just the juvenile fire dragon in front of me. Its wings are more than 20 meters wide. Its power is astonishing. Its cultivation base is as high as 120 years. It is even stronger than Su Feiying.

This is a real true Qi cultivation. In terms of strength, this young fire dragon is stronger than Chonghua Daoist who has cultivated for 130 years. The most important thing is that this young fire dragon can fly. Even if Ye Feng joins hands with Ai Shiyuan, it will be very difficult to defeat him.

Especially now that Ye Feng has just used the Tai Chi Void Sword once. Only half of his true energy is left. It is even more difficult to fight against the juvenile fire dragon.

"Run."

Ai Shiyuan pulled Ye Feng and wanted to run away. Obviously, he was seriously injured. She didn't want to pay any attention to the old priest who was teetering on the back of the horse-toothed beast. After all, they were now facing the wrath of the young fire dragon. It was their own life. more important.

"The fire dragon is too fast. It is difficult for us to escape."

However, Ye Feng's expression sank. He kept his footsteps on the spot, turned around, and was actually facing the young fire dragon flying over.

This action surprised Ai Shiyuan who was pulling him. Even the high priest of the Gabon tribe, who finally couldn't hold on and fell off his horse, had a look of surprise in his eyes. He thought he was going to die this time. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng actually Still standing in front of him.

"quack."

The chief priest was behind the old man. His young priest disciples rushed forward and helped him back. At the same time, they were alert to Ye Feng to prevent him from attacking his master again.

Ye Feng now has no time to pay attention to these fellows from the Gabon tribe.

He could feel that the ancient dragon sword ring in his hand was blazing. The passionate fighting spirit began to spread from the bottom of his heart, and soon filled his whole body. Facing such a young fire dragon, the ancient dragon sword ring unexpectedly produced a strange feeling The change made Ye Feng reluctant to run away like this.

He wants to fight.

Fight this baby dragon.

Although this juvenile fire dragon is stronger than Su Feiying in terms of cultivation, Ye Feng has an intuition that he can defeat this juvenile fire dragon, and this intuition is entirely from the ancient dragon sword ring in his hand.

Yang Shuning led the Soul Cultivation Corps. Sensing the danger, he quickly led the people to fly back to avoid being hit by the juvenile fire dragon. He remembered Ye Feng's reminder. If the fire dragon can breathe fire, it must be an attribute attack. It's easy Destroy these weak soul cultivators.

"This fire dragon is unimaginably powerful. Xiaoye actually has the courage to confront it."

Yang Shuning's face was full of shock. He looked at Ye Feng and the young fire dragon who gradually began to confront each other.

"Brother Ye, I'll help you."

Ai Shiyuan scolded. The communication of spiritual thoughts came. She saw that Ye Feng didn't want to escape, and also lost the best opportunity to escape. She immediately stood with Ye Feng.

"You stand back. I'm enough alone."

Ye Feng's eyes were firm, and he protected Ai Shiyuan behind him.

The juvenile fire dragon's cultivation is too high. Ai Shiyuan's joining the battle group will not have any effect. On the contrary, it will distract Ye Feng. Faced with her being killed by the juvenile fire dragon.

Although he doesn't know why the ancient dragon sword ring has such a passionate fighting spirit, but Ye Feng chooses to believe in the ancient dragon sword ring. If it weren't for this simple ring, he would have died a hundred or eighty times. Nothing to doubt.

"Ridiculous. Overwhelmed."

The old man, the chief priest of the Gabon tribe, watched Ye Feng want to fight against the juvenile fire dragon alone, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart. In his opinion, it is completely impossible to fight against a flying dragon with manpower.

Even he and Ai Shiyuan can only threaten the young fire dragon by superimposing the curse effect several times.

The old man, the chief priest, didn't say anything to stop him. For him, Ye Feng's fight against the fire dragon couldn't be better. He can take the opportunity to heal his wounds, and even take advantage of his left hand.

However, Ye Feng was happy and not afraid.

He raised his head and looked at the juvenile fire dragon flying tens of meters in the air. He was holding the green true energy sword in his hand.

"Roar."

The juvenile fire dragon spread its wings and let out a roar. Its eyes were bursting with anger. It was the size of a basketball. It was staring at Ye Feng. This weak human who dared to stand in front of him.

This area is its domain. Any human being who invades this area will only have a dead end.

The two sides didn't confront each other for long. Soon the juvenile fire dragon opened its bloody mouth, and a ball of fire flew towards Ye Feng. This was a test. It wanted to test Ye Feng's strength a little. Even if it was a fierce beast. Nor is it without wisdom.