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Chapter 800

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A small boat drifted down along the river and abruptly stopped by the bend where Yu Mu and Feng Xing made fish soup.

River Earl sat on the prow of the boat, looking at the silhouettes approaching Yu Mu and Feng Xing from the bend with an evil look. He flicked his finger and a black bowl rose into the air, floating in the air for miles above the ground. From the bowl, a large cloud of black mist spurted out, transforming into a five-miles in radius mist cover that covered a small half of the bend.

The black mist suffused the air, cutting off all light and sound.

Wherever the black mist covered, the air was as soft as glue. In this area, the moving speed of anyone would be reduced to ten percent.

The ground was also strongly corroded by the black mist. The miles thick layer of the ground was frozen by the bone-piercing coldness, becoming hundreds of times harder than iron. Even those who mastered earth magic couldn't escape from the ground.

There were also black threads of ice that were as sharp as blades falling from the sky. Countless black threads of ice intertwined to form a large net, completely sealing off this area of space. If anyone dared to bump into this web, he or she would definitely be cut up by those sharp and bone-piercing ice threads.

A series of tinkling noise could be heard without an end. Waves of arrows landed on Yu Mu's body like a heavy rain.

The iron-colored light screen spun swiftly while the large pot let out a deep buzzing noise. Metal arrowheads covered in armor-piercing, tearing, poisonous, exploding, and all other kinds of evil magic curses exploded on the light screen one after another, raising dazzling beams of fiery light.

Yu Mu stood steadily on the ground. Protected by the large pot made by Yu Yu, he had a great defensive power. Ordinary arrows couldn't even touch his body, neither could they cause any harm to him.

"Feng Xing, be careful!"

Yu Mu's pair of bean-sized eyes popped out while his palms turned dark-green and transparent once again. He rubbed his palms hard against each other. From between his palms, a colorless and odorless highly poisonous power spread out, quickly spreading towards all directions.

In between Yu Mu's eyebrows, the gray-white Disease God streamer was faintly visible. Countless twisted gray-white spell symbols ceaselessly surged into the highly poisonous power through his hands, making this already terrifying poisonous power a hundred times more powerful.

The air behind Yu Mu slightly rippled, from which, a strange, barely audible laughter could be heard. The power of the Pestilence God Streamer corroded the space, attracting some strange creatures from the unfathomable void.

Feng Xing staggered out of the air. Seven to eight slashes were left on the dragon-skin armor worn by him, with blood gushing out ceaselessly.

The arrows used by those Eastern Wasteland archers from all directions were all exquisite spell symbol arrows, and were amazingly powerful. Besides, those Eastern Wasteland archers were all stronger than Feng Xing. Feng Xing's wounds squirmed quickly, but the external force lingering on his wounds had been attacking him ceaselessly, preventing his wounds from healing.

"Supreme Dark Sun above." The girl in a black dress walked up to Feng Xing without him noticing. She slightly waved her hands and released a soft black stream of light that enveloped Feng Xing.

Those streams of power, which had been lingering on Feng Xing's wounds like maggots, were devoured by the dim black light, disappearing within the blink of an eye. Feng Xing's life-force quickly gathered around his wounds, healing those bone-deep wounds speedily. Soon, not even a scar was left on his body.

The distance between the girl and Feng Xing was now less than half a foot. The arrows darting towards Feng Xing abruptly stopped, but countless arrows were still darting towards Yu Mu, wave after wave. Yu Mu's defensive light screen let out muffled booms from time to time, and even his fat waved in the air.

Obviously, Gong Gong Wuyou's shout just now had a great effect. Those surrounding archers didn't want to accidentally hurt the girl, so they all stopped attacking Feng Xing.

"Prince Wuyou, I'm going to kill this kid." The black mist rolled as Yi Shen walked in with big steps. He unhappily looked at Feng Xing, who was standing side by side with the girl, and growled harshly, "Shoot this kid into mincemeat!"

"Wait, wait, wait, how can we offend a beauty?" Gong Gong Wuyou quickly walked through the black mist and smilingly walked in.

Greedily glancing at the girl's elf-like exquisite face, a scorching greediness flashed across Gong Gong Wuyou's dark eyes.

While fiddling with a soft and smooth black jade flute with both of his hands, Gong Gong Wuyou gracefully and elegantly made a palace salute to the girl, which was exclusive to Yu Clan nobles. He smiled mildly and said, "Beautiful Yu Clan lady, in the name of the Water God, Gong Gong, may I know your name?"

Almost instinctively, the girl lifted the corner of her dirty dress, bent her knees and bowed to Gong Gong Wuyou, then responded, "The descendant of a God, the embodiment of the original power of the world. No matter which world you are in, the descendants of Gods are worthy of respect. I am Yemo Shanye, a follower of the Dark Sun. "

Feng Xing turned around and glanced at Yemo Shanye.

Gong Gong Wuyou looked at the girl, who had just bowed back to him. His eyes grew hotter and hotter, even faintly showing a trace of madness. "Yemo Shanye? The blood sister of Yemo Luoye, the current Emperor in power of the Dark Sun? Ah, the core bloodline of the Yemo Family, the noblest family in the Dark Sun! You are indeed noble, and beautiful … No wonder Dishi Cha proposed to you for someone else! "

Yemo Shanye was startled. She quickly took a step back, popped out her eyes, looked at Gong Gong Wuyou, and said in a low voice, "You, how did you know?"

Gong Gong Wuyou's face twitched. He quickly took two steps towards Feng Xing and shouted harshly, "Did you run away? Does this mean no one knows where you are? This, this is great … Damn it, Feng Xing, stay away from Miss Yemo Shanye. If Miss Yemo Shanye is harmed because of you, even chopping you into pieces won't be enough to atone for your crime! "

Standing aside, Yi Shen clenched his fists and yelled harshly at Gong Gong Wuyou, "Prince Wuyou, don't ruin my great plan for a woman. This is not Feng Xing. His real name is Yi Feng, and he is a traitor of our family. He stole the greatest treasure of our family! "

A stream of light dazzled from Feng Xing's left hand. Feng Xing raised an oddly shaped longbow and injected his power into the longbow. Instantly, a dazzling stream of light rose into the sky. A fierce gale transformed into a visible cyan-colored hurricane, sweeping across the surrounding area. Countless arrows darting towards Yu Mu suddenly paused in the hurricane, then were shredded into countless pieces by the gale.

Yi Shen snorted coldly. Hearing Gong Gong Wuyou's scream, Yi Shen pulled out a longbow as well and flicked his finger on the bowstring. Immediately, thousands of extremely thin, cyan-colored arrows dazzled out, violently striking towards Feng Xing and Yemo Shanye, who was standing beside him.

"Yi Feng, even with Ji Hao's protection, you will die today." growled Yi Shen harshly, "The greatest treasure of our family can only be mine!"

Feng Xing gave a resonant roar, surged all of his power into his longbow, and pulled the bowstring as well. Tens of thousands of golden arrow lights dazzled out, clashing violently against the cyan-colored arrow lights.

"Yi Shen! When you killed my whole family, I swore that one day, I will destroy your Ten Sun Country as well! " Feng Xing leaped into the sky and shouted harshly, "I am not Yi Feng, that bloody family name. One day, I will bury that bloody bloodline for good!"

"I am Feng Xing, I am only Feng Xing."

The golden and cyan-colored arrow lights bumped against each other. Following a loud cracking noise, the golden arrow lights shattered one after another, while over a thousand cyan-colored arrow lights dazzled towards Feng Xing's body, perfectly unharmed.

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