Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Silver Skin
"Ye Fei, I hate you. If possible, I will use all my mental strength to curse you for 10,000 years!"
Zhu Yang roared furiously and struggled with all his might. However, he was still killed until his flesh and blood splattered everywhere. His silver skin was dyed a watery silver color.
Ye Fei's Immemorial Celestial Palace only played a supporting role. At most, it could only slightly injure Zhu Yang. The one who really caused fatal injuries to Zhu Yang was the Guardian Elder, a living Martial Emperor.
Ye Fei had tricked Zhu Yang too badly this time. He actually believed that Ye Fei was an honest person and signed the Ancestral Sorcerer's Contract with Ye Fei.
Although Zhu Yang had also played many tricks, most of them were sincere. He had the intention to cultivate Ye Fei into a spy for the Human Tribe and a lackey of the Sorcerer Tribe. However, he had never expected that Ye Fei would dare to play tricks like him and set him up ruthlessly, even though he did not know what the Ancestral Sorcerer's Contract was.
Zhu Yang was so angry that his silver face became distorted. His face was ashen and he could only roar furiously. He hated Ye Fei to the core.
Therefore, although the Guardian Elder had hurt him the most, Zhu Yang could only vent all his hatred and anger on Ye Fei.
"I swear, if I believe that a human is an honest person again, I will kill myself!" Zhu Yang roared furiously and cast various sorcery spells to block the Guardian Elder's next attack.
Seeing Zhu Yang's miserable state, the stone puppet also sympathized with the enemy and said, "Is this Sorcerer a fool? That kid is obviously a little devil. How could he believe that Ye Fei is an honest person? What a fool! "
While the stone puppet was still saying that he sympathized with the other party, he had already started to kill. He took out the Asura Saint Palace, the terrifying warhammer that was said to have killed a Martial Emperor. It whistled like a falling star and smashed a huge hole in the Emperor's Tomb.
What shocked Ye Fei was that such a terrifying warhammer could only leave a bruise on the Zhuyang's head. It was impossible for it to be smashed into pieces.
"The physical bodies of Magi are so terrifying?" Ye Fei drew a cold breath. If it were him, even if he had a strong physical body, there was a possibility that he would be hammered to death on the spot. However, when it landed on Zhu Yang, it only managed to break a layer of silver skin.
Ye Fei immediately put down the heavy black sword that he had taken out halfway. We no longer expect to rely on pure weight to
Smash the other party to death.
At this time, the tomb keeper in the distance also moved. He let out a long roar and suddenly rushed into the tomb, fusing with the remnant dragon vein in the tomb.
In an instant, an aged figure with surging Dragon Qi soared into the sky from the ground. At this moment, the Tomb Keeper's aura suddenly changed from Martial Sage to Martial Monarch. Then, he broke through to quasi-Emperor. Only when he reached the threshold between quasi-Emperor and Martial Emperor did the Tomb Keeper's aura stabilize.
Ye Fei understood that since the tomb keeper dared to scheme against a terrifying sorcerer like Candle Goat, he must have prepared enough trump cards.
Fusing with the dragon vein and reaching the limit of a Quasi-emperor was the tomb keeper's strongest combat power. At the same time, this was also the tomb keeper's strongest technique.
"Kill!"
The Tomb Keeper raised his hand and his Dragon Qi shook the sky. The surging Dragon Qi turned into countless Dragon Qi claws and bombarded Zhu Yang's silver skin like a rainstorm.
"Kill!"
The Guardian Elder's demonic aura was dense. He was like a Demon God who killed in all directions. His blade radiance was filled with demonic nature and was also filled with an endless killing aura. In the end, the killing aura turned into countless human figures. They screamed and twisted as they pounced on Zhu Yang.
Ye Fei realized that the stone puppet was not exaggerating. This Guardian Elder was definitely a great demon. Only by killing people like flies could he trap his opponent's spirit in his blade will at the same time as he killed his opponent. Then, he would turn his opponent into a helper of the blade.
"Heavenly Dragon's Eight Extremities!"
Ye Fei also made his move. Although he did not cause much damage in this Martial Emperor-level battle, his desire to kill Zhu Yang was very strong.
After all, he had signed the Ancestral Magus Oath with Zhu Yang and had been witnessed by the Eyes of the Ancestral Magus. Even if both parties had tampered with it, Ye Fei was still a little worried. The best way to eliminate his worries was to kill Zhu Yang and make the oath completely invalid!
"Bastard, watch out for my Sky Dominating Hammer!"
Boom!
The sky suddenly turned dark. The stone puppet raised its war hammer high. The weight of the war hammer caused the void to creak. As the war hammer fell, the void shattered. The sky and the clouds collapsed at the same time.
Suddenly, a terrifying Demon Sword appeared from the collapsing clouds. The Demon Sword was like a poisonous thorn in the darkness. At the darkest and most opportune moment, it pierced Zhu Yang's throat. Then, Zhao Qianjun's figure walked out from the void where he had been hiding.
Under the joint attack of so many experts, this desert was penetrated, and an incomparably huge desert basin appeared.
In the middle of the basin, Zhu Yang's silver body was also emitting a dazzling light. His mouth was constantly chanting strange syllables, and large amounts of silver blood were constantly spurting out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
"Paint my body with blood! Protect my body with sorcery! "
The silver blood on Zhu Yang's broken body began to burn like a raging fire. Layers of silver light, like the halo of the sun, spread out in all directions with Zhu Yang as the center. Very soon, a huge bright silver ball wrapped around Zhu Yang.
The Guardian Elder's Great Demonic Blade, the Tomb Keeper's dragon claws, the stone puppet's huge war hammer, and Zhao Qianjun's Demon Sword were all blocked by the silver ball.
Ye Fei looked at the silver ball in shock. "Invulnerable and invincible. This sorcerer is also using Tai Chi?"
Boom!
Subconsciously, a layer of purplish-gold flames burned on Ye Fei's body. Then, a similarly bright purplish-gold ball wrapped around Ye Fei. Ye Fei did not hold back and charged at Zhu Yang with the ball.
He did not know why he was doing this, but he was unconvinced. He wanted to see which was stronger between his Purplish-Gold Tai Chi and Zhu Yang's silver ball.
"This is impossible. How can he comprehend the laws of Tai Chi without anyone's guidance?" Zhu Yang looked at Ye Fei in shock. Then, he felt an intense jealousy that made him furious.
Zhu Yang was furious to discover that Ye Fei's Tai Chi was purer and more perfect than his. As a result, Ye Fei's Purplish-Gold Tai Chi had shattered his originally perfect silver Tai Chi.
"Those who are abandoned by the heavens must die!"
Zhu Yang thought of an ancient order that had been passed down in the Sorcerer Race. He did not understand it in the past, but now, he completely understood.
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