The white light rose, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Corpse explosion!
The power of a giant ghost servant's explosion could be imagined.
Needless to say, the combined explosion of the five ghost servants could be said to shake the heavens and the earth.
Han Yue panted as she put down the jade flute and wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth. Using this ability was also a huge drain on her body.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the dust that filled the sky. The corpse aura filled the air, making it impossible to see the situation inside.
"Ye Feng, what a pity …"
The corner of her mouth raised into a sneer, "I originally wanted to refine you into my high level ghost servant, but now, I'm afraid I won't be able to find your corpse intact. I have to say, this is a pity."
… ….
"This …"
At the same time, everyone suddenly saw this change. They swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, as if their throats were dry. Their faces were filled with astonishment.
"Ye Feng died just like that."
Their expressions gradually turned ugly. Ye Feng was not like Li Yunsheng. It wouldn't be a big deal if Li Yunsheng was missing. However, if Ye Feng wasn't here, how would they fight the following battle?
"Who said Brother Zifeng is dead?"
Ye Xue Yi's beautiful eyes widened as her heart trembled.
"No, impossible!"
Her head exploded with a "weng" sound as she shook her head fiercely. Her pretty face was deathly pale, and her pretty face seemed to have become much more haggard. She recklessly rushed towards where Ye Feng was just now, which was the center of the explosion.
"Brother Zifeng can't just die like that!"
"Xue Yi, don't be rash …"
Ye Xue Yi looked back and coldly glanced at her, "I already said, you're not allowed to call me that."
Liu Ning tried to pull her back, but she couldn't. She licked her lips, and the expression in her eyes was complicated. She could only stand there like the others, looking at her back from afar.
When Han Yue saw Ye Xue Yi rushing over alone, her eyes revealed a hint of surprise.
"This little girl is not afraid of death. Since that's the case, I'll be kind and leave you with an intact corpse. "
She sneered and raised the jade flute in her hand. Suddenly, it let out a slight tremble.
When the two ghost servants who were closer to her heard the sound, their movements paused. After a short moment, their eyes lit up with a red light as they fiercely charged towards Ye Xue Yi.
"Don't block me."
Ye Xue Yi's pretty face was filled with sullen anger. She activated her Wind King Martial Spirit, forming two sharp air blades that spiraled towards the two ghost servants.
It was slightly better than Zhao Shucheng's failed attack. The two air blades struck the ghost servant's chest, causing a layer of blood to blossom.
However, it was only a layer of blood.
Her Wind King Martial Spirit had just been obtained. No matter how high her potential was, she had yet to reach the level of an intermediate Martial Disciple.
Han Yue's face revealed a trace of disdain as she advised, "Ye Feng's little sister, right? Little girl, stop struggling. Today, no matter who it is, all of you will die here. No one is an exception. "
"Not necessarily."
Ye Xue Yi frowned and bit her lips. She pulled out a wind blade from the space jade pendant in an instant.
In the calm air, a mournful howl suddenly rang out.
The two ghost servants were still grinning fiendishly. Before they could react, Ye Xue Yi's eyes flashed. The wind blade in her hand streaked across the air in front of them.
The air was filled, and the sword struck.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The wind whistled past his ears.
The two giant ghost servants couldn't even see the direction of the wind blade, much less block it with their hands.
From the initial bloody wound, their throats gradually expanded into several bloody holes, and they were even expanding.
"Bang!" Their throats were completely pierced through by Ye Xue Yi's wind blade and exploded in the air.
In the next moment, their bodies stiffened and fell straight to the ground like stone slabs.
"What …"
Han Yue's heart trembled. How could she know that this little girl in front of her, who was slightly weaker than her, had obtained a set of peak Spirit Level Gale Set from the Martial Extreme Medicine?
"The Gale Set …" "Sigh, if only I had gotten first place in the last Gathering." Zhao Shucheng sighed with slight envy.
Ye Xue Yi could use the unique advantage of the set to make up for the lack of strength.
"This girl is somewhat similar to your brother. It won't be that easy to deal with."
Han Yue came back to her senses and nodded with a cold smile.
"Forget it, I'll fulfill your wish. How did Ye Feng die? I'll let you die now."
Thus, she picked up the jade flute and placed it between her lips. An extremely passionate flute sound rang out once again.
When he saw her pick up the jade flute, he knew that everyone's fate was set.
After all, this tide of corpses was incomparably powerful under the stimulation of the cold moon's fantasy flute.
As for the corpse explosion, it was her unique trump card.
From his point of view, the rest of the people no longer had any tricks up their sleeves.
Even if Ye Xue Yi had the Gale Set, she would only be able to hold on for a little longer. Sooner or later, she would be engulfed by the sea of corpses.
A faint smile appeared on Ziluo's face as he sighed, "Since Ye Feng is dead, your defeat has been decided. Everyone, do your best."
Just as he was about to leave, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Who said I'm dead?"
His footsteps stopped as all the blood in his body froze.
In addition, Han Yue's hand, which was holding the jade flute, also froze on the spot.
The two of them turned their gazes to the center of the corpse explosion.
"Bro …" Brother Zifeng, "Ye Xue Yi slowly raised her head. The light in her eyes froze, and on her pretty face, her tears turned into a smile.
The corpse aura dissipated, and Ye Feng's body was surrounded by giant white fingers.
Around him, the height of half a person had sunk, creating a large sand pit.
As for him, he was still standing on the high ground, although his face looked a little pale.
However, without a doubt, Ye Feng was still alive.
"Alright, Spiritshadow, you should rest first."
Ye Feng smiled calmly. The giant white bone finger in front of him slowly turned into streams of spiritual energy and returned to his mind through the blood veins on his arms.
No matter what, these five consecutive corpse explosions were actually blocked by Ye Feng and the huge white bone finger and forcefully endured.
"You …"
His eyes, which had originally narrowed into a line, widened almost at the same time.
"Is it really okay to be in a daze in front of me?" Ye Feng laughed coldly.
Soon after, the ice aura flashed, and the Ice Emperor Sword shone brightly, drawing a long silver light in the air.
The tip of the sword was facing his pupils, constantly enlarging.
Ziluo's face twitched slightly as he came back to his senses. The bright silver sword in his hand struck out from under his side. The sword touched the tip of the Ice Emperor's sword, causing it to slightly deviate.
However, in his haste, he rashly attacked and was still shaken by this huge force. The space between his thumb and index finger was immediately split open, and fresh blood flowed out.
As for the resplendent ice aura, it followed the body of the bright silver sword and continued to freeze upwards. Suddenly, it froze his fingers and moved all the way up his wrist and arm, forming a thick layer of ice.
Han Yue hesitated for a moment before making her decision. She held the jade flute and quickly blew out a strong sound.
The thick ice was shaken by the sound of the flute, and in an instant, it shattered from Ziluo's arm and fell to the ground, turning into ice.
Ziluo was saved by Meng Hanyue. Without saying a word, he hurriedly raised his spiritual energy and retreated more than ten steps.
However, he was attacked by the frost aura of the Ice Emperor's sword, and his speed of retreat became slightly slower.
"You still want to escape?"
Ye Wen laughed. He suddenly wiped the magic crystal ring. The Zigzag Lightning Flying Sword immediately fell into his hand. It was facing the bright silver sword of Ziluo.
If he didn't count the frost aura of the Ice Emperor's sword, Ye Feng was still used to using the electric flying sword when he was fighting. This was due to the speed bonus of the electric set.
"Ding ding ding!" The sound of metal clashing could be heard.
Once Ye Feng made his move, he no longer showed any mercy.
Seven strikes in a row, all of them aimed for the heart.
"This …"
He had always thought of himself as a genius and hid his strength in the sword. He had always believed that no one in the same realm as him could surpass him in terms of talent.
But now, he had changed his mind.
After exchanging blows with Ye Feng, he immediately felt the endless subtlety of his opponent's sword techniques. In his heart, he actually felt a faint sense of inferiority.
"Ye Feng, you …" Ziluo raised his head in shock.
"I've said it before, is it really okay to be in a daze in front of me?"
Ye Feng saw a flaw in his opponent's defense and sneered. The electric flying sword was like lightning as it shot out at high speed.
Alarmed, he saw that it was too late to dodge. He immediately stretched out his left hand to block.
"Shua!"
Blood blossomed in the air, shining with a silver light.
A flying sword had actually pierced through his entire left hand, leaving a large bloody hole.
Moreover, this was not all. The remaining momentum of the electric flying sword pierced straight into his chest.
With a muffled groan, his face suddenly turned extremely pale and he was in incomparable pain.
He clenched his teeth and his entire body exploded with a powerful aura. With a soaring aura, he shot out the electric flying sword from his body and pushed Ye Feng away.
Ye Feng frowned and took a few steps back, avoiding the onslaught of the spiritual energy.
However, from just now until now, Ye Feng had already used up all of his strength.
"Pfft …"
His throat felt sweet and his chest felt blocked. At this moment, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He hurriedly waved the electric flying sword and pressed the tip of the sword against the gravel ground, barely preventing himself from falling down.
"You …" Just now, you really were seriously injured. "The corner of his mouth inadvertently curled up into a smile.
Just a little bit more, Ye Feng's attack just now, if it was just a little more to the side, it would have pierced through his heart and killed him on the spot.
However, in the end, he still failed.
Ye Feng did not reply. He forcefully suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and his expression turned ugly.
He turned around, gritted his teeth, and ran in the direction of Ye Xue Yi.
"Xue Yi, follow me."
Ziluo was slightly stunned for a moment. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards where Han Yue was, shouting loudly.
"Hurry up and catch up. Ye Feng was already seriously injured. This is his last struggle. "
As he spoke, he was too excited. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and his eyes turned black. Then, he slowly fell to the ground, unable to move …
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