Chapter 171 The Green Dragon Fist Power

Ye Feng did not resist the fist strength of the red-faced monk before. Now the fist strength and body of the black-faced monk are obviously stronger than that of the red-faced monk, so Ye Feng naturally would not resist. However, the fist strength of the black-faced monk is not only domineering, but also very fast, and even locked Ye Feng tightly.

Ye Feng was not in a hurry. He stroked the storage bag with one hand. With a flash of light, two low-grade spiritual talismans appeared in his hand. One was a light talisman that could improve his body skills, and the other was a defensive spiritual talisman, the golden armor talisman.

Ye Feng poured spiritual power into these two talismans, and the talisman immediately flashed. Then Ye Feng put the talisman on his body casually, and a golden light flashed immediately on his body, forming a layer of golden armor composed of layers of golden spirit energy. Although the defense ability of this armor is limited, it is better than nothing.

As for the light amulet, it can improve the cultivator's body skills. Ye Feng's body skills are good, and there are also black magic boots, Shura Technique, and medium-grade divine movement talismans to help. Plus the light amulet, it is naturally the icing on the cake.

While using the spirit talisman, Ye Feng used the escape trick of the Spirit Rat Crawling Sky Step again, fell to the ground and rolled forward violently. Finally, before the dragon attacked the fist, he flashed over the ground from the black-faced monk.

Boom...

The black-faced monk's fist strength dragon bombarded the ground, making a huge sound and light, and the fist wind that took off sand and rocks. As the earth shook, it bombarded a deep pit thirty feet in radius on the ground.

As for Ye Feng, although he flashed extremely, he just happened to leave the scope of the big pit. Influenced by the fist wind, the talisman armor on his body instantly cracked and cracked... and collapsed into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

However, after being blocked by this armor and the defensive effect of the colorful spirit yu, Ye Feng had a few tiny scars on his body this time, and he successfully dodged the past again.

The next moment, Ye Feng used his old trick again. When the black-faced monk landed and stood firm, he immediately used his full strength to use his seven-star step, attacking and killing him like a ghost.

However, this black-faced monk was not a red-faced monk. His fists, feet and body were far better than that of a red-faced monk. Even his cultivation was much stronger than that of a red-faced monk who mainly relied on external forces such as Dany. As soon as Ye Feng approached, he punched him casually, bang... and bombarded him from afar.

This casual punch was as heavy as a far superior to the red-faced monk's full force, and directly hit Ye Feng twenty feet away. The qi and blood in his chest were churning. If it weren't for the water spiritual power to heal the wound, he would have to vomit blood on the spot.

Swish...

At the same time, the black sword light in the sky finally appeared again from the black fog in the sky, scattering the heavy pressure like a mountain, and slashed towards Ye Feng as fast as lightning.

"It depends on how you can hide! Go and die!"

The black-faced monk sneered in a ferocious way, as if he had seen Ye Feng and the red-faced monk, who were chopped into two halves by the sword light.

Ye Feng was not only repelled by the black-faced monk's punch, but also flew up involuntarily. At this time, it just landed and the sword light slashed down, so that Ye Feng had no chance to dodge. However, Ye Feng was not idle in the process of flying back. Ye Feng just passed by the place where the Blue Ice Golden Sand Sword was, and his big hand grabbed the broken spiritual consciousness in the Blue Ice Golden Sand immediately induced a sense, and the sword body slightly shook the fallen Ye Feng's hand.

In an instant, the spiritual power in Ye Feng's body poured into the Blue Ice Golden Sand Sword like a h-water through his arm meridians. The spiritual consciousness in the Blue Ice Golden Sand Sword was completely restored in an instant. Ye Feng raised his hand and pointed in the air. The Blue Ice Golden Sand Sword immediately shone and turned into a water-blue icy light, facing the sword light that just happened to be cut down.

throat!

In the crisp loud noise, the sword light collided with the sword light. After the light bloomed, both showed their true colors. The difference was that the black long sword stagnated in mid-air and was not damaged at all. Ye Feng's blue ice gold sand sword was shot down to the ground, and a shocking scar finally appeared on the sword.

The Guantian-grade magic weapon is like a magic weapon. As long as it is not really crushed, it can be repaired by itself. Such a deep scar will still disappear in a long time, which means that Ye Feng will not be able to use this Tianqi magic weapon Blue Ice Gold Sand Sword for a long time.

And, according to Ye Feng's estimate, this was a long time, at least one month.

At this time, Ye Feng did not care about the pain, nor did he care about the recoil or the damage to the sword energy. He immediately seized the opportunity of the black long sword being blocked. His body suddenly rose up, and his whole body soared into the sky like a big bird. His hands quickly poked out like lightning, and grabbed the black long sword body.

"I hurt my heavenly-grade magic weapon flying sword, please give me the compensation for your heavenly-grade magic weapon long sword!" Ye Feng smiled coldly. Before the black-faced monk took back the black-faced monk's long sword, his spiritual power suddenly spitted into the long sword's body, and poured it into the long sword's body. The strange spiritual power immediately washed the black-faced monk's spiritual consciousness in the black-faced monk's long sword and swallowed it.

"you……"

The black-faced monk was slightly shocked and then furious. He obviously did not expect that Ye Feng not only blocked the sword throwing technique, but also instantly refined the black sword with his magic.

"Good knife! Without this long knife, it depends on how you use the sword throwing technique. Now it's my turn, take me a knife!"

After the mysterious spiritual array projection inside the long sword appeared in Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, he became calm because he knew that the long sword of the heavenly grade magic weapon had now changed to another master. He was no longer the powerful killing move of the black-faced cultivator, but his attack magic weapon!

As Ye Feng spoke, he raised his hand and pointed, and the long sword immediately turned into a black sword light, killing the black-faced monk with his power and momentum that cannot be underestimated.

Although this long sword was just refined by Ye Feng and not a flying sword that Ye Feng often uses, it is a heaven-grade magic weapon after all, and is even slightly better than the Blue Ice Gold Sand Sword. Moreover, Ye Feng completely uses the technique of controlling the flying sword to control the long sword, so the lethality it exerts is not necessary to be inferior to the Blue Ice Gold Sand Sword.

The main thing is that Ye Feng seized the long sword magic weapon of the black-faced monk. The black-faced monk can only have the unique skill of throwing swords. Even if he replaces it with other long sword magic weapons, it is absolutely impossible to be a heavenly-grade magic weapon. After all, the heavenly-grade magic weapon is a top-level magic weapon that many golden elixir monks have never obtained.

Instead of the long sword of the heavenly magic weapon, even if it has the unique skill of throwing swords, it will be difficult for the black-faced monk to swing out the sword light that can threaten Ye Feng, who has the heavenly magic weapon.

As one goes up and down, Ye Feng finally got back to his disadvantage in the face of this black-faced monk!

The black-faced monk's eyes finally became solemn. Ye Feng snatched his long sword, and his advantage was less, with only his powerful body and domineering boxing. Fortunately, he was very confident in his body and boxing. Seeing the black sword light slashing, he was not panicked at all. He immediately shouted, his body twisted exaggeratedly, his arms swirled violently, and a strong airflow immediately hovered around his body, and finally gathered in his fists, turning into a majestic, violent fist-strength dragon, roaring towards the sword light that Ye Feng gave.

roar……

When the dragon encountered the sword light, the dragon raised its claws and slapped the sword light away. Then it had a domineering claw. The sword light finally showed its true form and was shot away to the side!

Ye Feng was slightly shocked and raised his pure water spirit power and penetrated into the black long sword from the air. The black long sword immediately regained its light and continued to attack the fist dragon.

The dragon of fist force dispersed the sword light again with a few strokes. Ye Feng exerted spiritual power again, allowing the sword light to continue to block it. After repeated several times, the dragon of fist force finally disappeared.

Unfortunately, this is just the first fist dragon. As soon as the fist dragon disappeared, the black-faced monk had already shouted fiercely and shot the second fist dragon.

In this way, although Ye Feng was able to break the strength of the fist, the speed was too slow!

"This is one of the three unique skills of Ziyang Sect, the Qinglong Fist Power, which is indeed well-known! It seems that I can only master the art of throwing swords and be able to fight against it with this heavenly magic weapon, long sword!"

Ye Feng saw that the black-faced monk was too fierce, so he no longer wanted to resist. He immediately used the black sword to attack and resist the second fist-powered dragon that was getting closer and closer. While exerting his full strength in the seven-star step, his body retreated into the black fog behind him and disappeared in an instant.

The black-faced cultivator was full of desire to chase Ye Feng, but he was unable to do his body. Even if he was flying, he was not sure to catch up with Ye Feng who used the ancient treasure black magic boots, the seven-star steps, the medium-grade divine talisman, the low-grade light amulet, and entered the state of Shura Art. If he continued to chase, he might be secretly attacked by Ye Feng.

Therefore, although the black-faced monk was unwilling to lose the black sword and had not obtained anything, he could only punch the air and knock down many big trees. This slightly calmed down his anger and turned his eyes to the pond that Ye Feng had not had time to explore. A big snake appeared in this pond, which could make Ye Feng so embarrassed. There must be rare treasures in it. If he could get it, it might make up for many.

"I was beaten away by me, the unknown junior, and this Ye Feng is just a 10-year-old man!"

The black-faced monk shouted disdainfully, immediately scraped away the things on the red-faced monk, then took a big step and walked towards the pond not far away.

However, at this moment, the black-faced monk suddenly noticed something and looked vigilantly in the direction where Ye Feng left. Very, the earth rumbling... vibrated, followed by a heavy sound of horse hooves and the neighing sound of thunderous horses, and the black fog rolled violently.

The next moment, the black fog separated to both sides in the strong wind, revealing a wide passage. A divine horse covered in black horse armor with a flashing cold light ran over like a hurricane. On the back was a young monk who looked embarrassed, naked, covered in blood, but his eyes were as bright as stars, and his eyes were sharp as swords. There was a black sword light hovering around him.
Chapter completed!