Yi Feng's expression changed when he saw the tidal wave of power. He pushed his Phantom Body Technique to the limit and dodged the opponent's attack.
Even so, a tidal wave slammed into Yi Feng's body and sent Yi Feng flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into the void. Facing such a terrifying power, Yi Feng no longer dared to hide anything. The Immortal Slaying Sword appeared in his hand and blocked the second attack that bombarded him.
"Clang …"
Yi Feng was sent flying by this block. However, he managed to block the opponent's attack.
"Eh!" The black figure looked at Yi Feng in shock and disbelief. He never thought that Yi Feng would be able to block his attack. The black figure's gaze shifted to the sword in Yi Feng's hand. Then, his eyes burned with passion, "A high-grade spiritual weapon."
Thinking that Yi Feng's weapon was a high-grade spiritual weapon, he became excited. High-grade spiritual weapons were very rare in the continent. Those that were once famous had disappeared along with the ancient powerhouses. Aside from the Holy City and the Immortal Land, there were almost no other forces that still had high-grade spiritual weapons. At the very least, there were none that he knew of. However, he never thought that Yi Feng would have such an item. This immediately caused his thoughts to run wild.
At this moment, he did not care that Yi Feng was the current Demonic Emperor. In his opinion, once he captured Xia Zhimeng and used her as a cultivation vessel, his strength would skyrocket and he would have a high-grade spiritual weapon. He was not afraid of the Demonic Sects.
Moreover, if he reached the Supreme Stage, he would not have to worry about the Demonic Sects.
Thinking of this, evil was born from greed. He looked at Yi Feng with a burning gaze.
Yi Feng naturally understood what the other party was thinking. He calculated the time, even though he had blocked the other party for so long. Although he had been able to hold off for a long time, with Xia Zhimeng's speed, the opponent could still catch up if he wanted to. This made Yi Feng not dare to leave.
"Again!" Yi Feng looked at the opponent and snorted. With the God Slaying Sword in hand, Yi Feng was more confident in facing the opponent.
"Hmph! It's rare for someone to give me a high-grade spiritual weapon. I'll kindly accept it. "The black figure laughed and pounced at Yi Feng.
Seeing him pounce, Yi Feng gathered all his strength on the God Slaying Sword. It turned into a silver light and swept towards the opponent. With this sweep, only this silver light was left in the void.
Looking at the silver light, the black figure's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly used his power to block it. At the same time, he retreated quickly. The terrifying power blocked the Immortal Slaying Sword. His arm was still cut, and drops of blood dripped down.
The black shadow looked at the bloodstain on his arm, feeling both surprised and happy. . He did not expect this spiritual weapon...................
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Yi Feng could not help but sigh when he saw the other party dodge. Now that the other party had dodged his attack, it would be difficult to injure him in the future.
. "I didn't expect your heretical sect to have such a spiritual weapon. Spiritual weapons like this are rare even in the ancient times. Every single one of them is in the hands of a Supreme-Being. "The black figure looked at Yi Feng with a burning gaze.
"Since you know that I have a nine-star spiritual weapon, do you still want to take care of me?" Yi Feng did not expose the fact that it was the God Slaying Sword.
The black figure laughed and said, "Even if it's a nine-star spiritual weapon, the gap between you and me is too big. So what if you have it?"
Yi Feng snorted and said, "Then let's see if you can snatch it from this Emperor's hands."
"Gladly!" The black figure laughed and pounced at Yi Feng.
Yi Feng gathered the power of mutual promotion and restraint. Together with the power of the Devouring Pearl, he faced the black figure. However, a low-grade spiritual weapon appeared in the black figure's hand and clashed with Yi Feng's God Slaying Sword.
Although Yi Feng borrowed the advantage of the God Slaying Sword, the gap between the two was too big. It was not something that the God Slaying Sword could make up for.
However, Yi Feng was relieved after seeing the black figure's sword being blocked. He didn't want to kill this old man; it was fine as long as he could stop him. Once Xia Zhimeng was a bit further away, he would no longer need to pay attention to this old man.
"Bam …"
Yi Feng and the black figure clashed again. While Yi Feng was pushed back, he also blocked the black figure.
With the God Slaying Sword, although Yi Feng couldn't gain the upper hand, the black figure couldn't do anything to him in a short period of time. He was held back by Yi Feng. Yi Feng's actions made the black figure a bit anxious. After all, Xia Zhimeng had been gone for a long time. If he didn't chase after her, it would be difficult to find her again.
"Hmph!" Unable to take down Yi Feng, the black figure finally decided to give up on Yi Feng. After dealing with Xia Zhimeng, with how much this brat cared about her, how could he run away?
Thinking of this, his figure flashed, wanting to get rid of Yi Feng.
Yi Feng naturally saw through the black figure's intention. While sneering, his figure also flashed and blocked the black figure with his sword.
"Do you think that you, a fifth rank, can stop me?" The black figure sneered.
"Try it and you will know!" Yi Feng laughed and entangled the black figure with the God Slaying Sword.
"Stubborn!" The black figure was a bit angry, his figure flashed and wanted to leave. However, not long after he got rid of the God Slaying Sword, he was completely stopped by Yi Feng. Yi Feng's speed made him feel apprehensive.
"Damn it!" Seeing Yi Feng stop him, the black figure angrily cursed and fiercely punched at Yi Feng. This terrifying punch carried infinite power. Yi Feng didn't dare to take it head-on and used teleportation to dodge.
Seeing Yi Feng dodge, the black figure coldly snorted. However, just as he was about to leave, he found that Yi Feng's figure once again blocked in front of him, stopping him.
This kind of sullen feeling made the black figure extremely angry. He roared: "Since you want to die, this old man will kill you first and then go find my furnace."
After speaking, the black figure's power gushed out and attacked Yi Feng.
While Yi Feng's figure retreated, he also used the God Slaying Sword to block the black figure's move.
Under the black figure's angry move, Yi Feng was beaten back step by step. Blood also flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Under such circumstances, Yi Feng resisted with all his strength.
Yi Feng calculated the time. When he felt that Xia Zhimeng couldn't catch up, his figure flashed and dodged the black figure's attack. He looked at the black figure and laughed: "If you want to chase, then go ahead. This emperor won't play with you anymore."
"Want to run?!" The black figure roared, the Dou Qi in his body burst out, wanting to stop Yi Feng.
Yi Feng used teleportation to dodge and sneered: "Even if you are a big shot, in terms of speed, you can't do anything to me. This emperor wants to run? Can you stop me? "
Yi Feng sneered, a pair of Dou Qi wings appeared behind him, and in a flash, he sped away.
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