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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Yi Feng's aura soared, and all the energy in the air surged toward him. The energy rushed into Yi Feng's body and flowed through his meridians into his Dantian. Yi Feng's body shone brightly, and all the energy in the air enveloped Yi Feng. The energy around Yi Feng was so thick that it was almost visible.
Yi Feng did not use his battle consciousness, but Yi Feng's aura still made people feel pressured. The Third Prince looked at Yi Feng's appearance and knew that he had used a secret technique. Looking at the density of energy around Yi Feng, the Third Prince felt happy and shocked at the same time.
The Third Prince had always thought that the secret skill he had learned was shocking enough. However, under the density of this energy, he realized that the secret skill he had practiced for more than ten years could not compare to Yi Feng's secret skill.
Yi Feng's aura kept rising, and more energy entered Yi Feng's body. Yi Feng's body shone with a dazzling light.
An Yi and the others looked at Yi Feng, who kept absorbing energy. Their eyes were cautious, but at the same time, there was a hint of greed. Such a secret skill tempted them. Especially the Third Ghost. Their breathing became heavier.
With An Yi's strength, he could naturally feel the changes in the Third Ghost. He said casually, "Yi Feng should have such a forbidden secret skill, right?"
Just as An Yi thought, the murderous intent in the Third Ghost's eyes grew thicker. An Yi smiled.
"Two Ghosts, Little Ghosts! Go! "Big Ghost shouted at his two brothers. His body suddenly changed, and he surrounded Yi Feng.
Yi Feng naturally knew what the three were doing. He was still absorbing the Spiritual Qi from the outside world. He had used the Immortal Slaying Forbidden Skill once, but the last time Yi Feng used it, it was not as powerful as this time, and the increase in strength was not as great.
Yi Feng recalled the old man's words: The higher the realm of Immortal Slaying, the greater the increase in strength and the smaller the aftereffects. At that moment, Yi Feng felt such a change. This time, his strength increased by 30% compared to the last time.
Upon seeing Immortal Slaying in such a state, Yi Feng made up his mind to spend more time cultivating Immortal Slaying in the future. If he could cultivate it to its peak and increase his strength every time he used it, how awesome would that be? However, he could only dream of cultivating to the peak. None of the previous Evil Emperors had been able to cultivate to that level, so how could he possibly do it?
Yi Feng took a deep breath and sensed the three auras that had locked onto him. He pushed the thoughts out of his mind. Right now, Yi Feng only had one choice. He could either kill them and escape, or be killed by them and stay here.
With An Yi's deliberate arrangement, Yi Feng knew that the probability of the latter was higher.
When Yi Feng merged the last bit of energy into his body, Yi Feng's aura also rose to the peak. He was not inferior to an expert like Wang Jie.
The three Ghosts looked at each other. Only then did the three of them surge their Dou Qi at the same time. A huge amount of energy burst out from their palms, bringing along a whistling wind that oppressed the void, and fiercely slapped at Yi Feng. It was not that the three of them did not want to stop Yi Feng from using the forbidden skill, but when Yi Feng used the forbidden skill, the surrounding pressure would be the strongest. Even they could not stop it.
"Hmph!"
Yi Feng coldly snorted. His figure flashed, and the Phantom Movement Technique was displayed to the extreme. He brought out a series of afterimages, and his sharp sword stabbed at one of them.
"Evil Devourer!"
Yi Feng did not hold back. He used the Evil Devourer at full strength. At this time, Yi Feng's strength was comparable to that of Wang Jie. When he used his strongest attack, spatial cracks formed in the void, and the sound of the void breaking could be heard everywhere.
With the extreme speed of Yi Feng's Phantom Movement Technique, Yi Feng's sharp sword quickly approached one of them.
That person naturally felt the huge power of Yi Feng's sharp sword. At the same time, his eyes narrowed. The energy in his palm rose again, and the powerful energy pressure began to distort the void.
"Boom … …"
The energy in his palm collided with Yi Feng's sharp sword. When the two energies collided, pitch-black cracks began to appear in the void. Countless amounts of energy shot out from the collision of the two people's palms. It swept out a storm, and the sound of the wind whistled incessantly. Occasionally, the energy smashed into the ground, lifting up a piece of soil.
After Yi Feng's palm collided with his, his face changed drastically. The powerful energy slammed into the sharp sword. Yi Feng's arm felt slightly numb. He took a few steps back, and kept using the Phantom Movement Technique to disperse the energy in his arm.
Yi Feng looked at One Ghost, who also took a few steps back. It looked like the two of them were tied, but Yi Feng knew very well that he was at a disadvantage. The other party's palm could take 100% of his Evil Devourer. It meant that his strength was far beyond his after using the Immortal Execution Technique.
Yi Feng thought that the strength of these three ghosts was definitely not lower than rank 3. After Yi Feng used the Immortal Execution Technique, his strength soared to Wang Jie's level. However, with the increase of the Evil Devourer, he could only fight to a draw. This person's strength was definitely not lower than rank 3 King level.
After Wang Jie, the difference in strength between rank 1 was even greater. But now, Yi Feng was facing three such opponents. Looking at the three ghosts surrounding him in a triangle, a chill rose in his heart. The degree of danger of these three people was much more dangerous than Bing Hun's group of four.
"Kid, you are not our match!" Big Ghost looked at Yi Feng and said indifferently.
From the moment he exchanged a palm with Yi Feng, he could vaguely feel Yi Feng's strength. Such strength was quite strong in the eyes of others, but in their eyes, it was not enough. Three people besieging Yi Feng alone. They felt that it was a bit of a waste of talent. However, they had always attacked in threes. They had no intention of fighting Yi Feng alone.
"Whether I am a match for you or not, we will only know after we try!" Yi Feng snorted. The fighting spirit in his body surged out again. He looked at the three ghosts with a more dignified gaze.
"As long as you teach us the forbidden method to improve our strength, I will let you die in one piece!" Big Ghost looked at Yi Feng and said indifferently, as if he was sure to defeat Yi Feng.
"That depends on your methods!"
Yi Feng sneered. His sharp sword stabbed toward Big Ghost. The fierceness of the sword made Big Ghost's expression change. He dodged to the side. At the same time, the two ghosts and Little Ghost also flashed and began to besiege Yi Feng from left and right.
An Yi saw that the three ghosts had the absolute advantage. He was slightly relieved. At the same time, he felt that his caution was ridiculous. What kind of people were the Three Ghosts? Dozens of King Stage experts had died under their combined attacks. Although Yi Feng had some strength, he was still a King Stage expert. But after all, he was a General Rank. With the three of them attacking, killing him would be a piece of cake.
An Yi thought of the achievements of the three ghosts and was completely relieved. He turned his gaze to the Third Prince. Since the Third Prince, with his strength of the eighth rank, had displayed strength that surpassed Wang Jie's, An Yi knew that the Third Prince had practiced the secret skill of the imperial family. Thinking of the pain of practicing the secret skill, he could not help but shudder. He was even more scrupulous about the Third Prince.
He had seen the forbidden secret skill of the imperial family, but he did not dare to practice it. In addition to the special constitution, the most important thing was that he was cruel to himself. It was almost like he was harming himself to practice it. Looking at the Third Prince's current achievements, it was impossible to achieve such results without more than ten years of practice.
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