Chapter 681: Worship

"Go to die!"

Just as Yi Feng was about to add another force, the big ghost suddenly shouted loudly, his palm suddenly pushed out, and then a huge force that shocked the void was blasted out of his hand and blasted towards Yi Feng fiercely. Wherever he passed, there were even cracks in the space, and huge hurricanes circling the void, and the energy even brought traces of waves separated like water waves.

When Yi Feng saw the big ghost performing such a move, he was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party would actually use such a terrifying move to fight against him who was so far away from them. Although Yi Feng wanted to use his body technique to avoid it, Yi Feng found that the fusion momentum of his confrontation also surged, and he suddenly blasted back his combat consciousness.

Seeing this, Yi Feng did not dare to be distracted at all. His pressure quickly soared to block their counterattack. Just with this situation comparable to the combat consciousness, Yi Feng knew that if he was hit by this momentum, he would be afraid and his strength would be greatly reduced. Yi Feng was already weaker than them. If his strength was reduced, he would undoubtedly lose.

However, after Yi Feng delayed this, the energy had already hit him. Even if Yi Feng wanted to teleport and avoid it, it would be too late.

"boom……"

This energy was not surprising at all, and hit Yi Feng's hastily resisted the slim tiger sword.

"Puff!"

Yi Feng could no longer help it, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the man flew backwards toward the back. The Slim Tiger Sword came out of his hand, slid through the void and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Mr. Feng!"

When the third prince saw Yi Feng hitting him not far away, he screamed in horror. His breath became chaotic. An Yi also seized the opportunity and slammed his palm towards the third prince.

The third prince was originally weaker than An Yi, and his aura was chaotic and he even exerted less than 80% of his strength. With a pair of people touched his palm, he also spitted a mouthful of blood and hit Yi Feng.

"Ahem..."

The third prince coughed twice, took out the pills given to him by Yi Feng, swallowed several pills, and then his face slowly became rosy. The third prince quickly climbed in front of Yi Feng, hugged Yi Feng, and asked with concern: "Mr. Feng, are you okay?"

"Puff..."

Yi Feng spit out a mouthful of blood again, spitting out the blocked blood, then nodded slightly and said in a weak voice: "I'm fine!"

When the third prince saw Yi Feng's face, he knew that Yi Feng was seriously injured. But Yi Feng insisted on getting up, so he quickly helped Yi Feng stand up.

Sangui and others looked at Yi Feng and were extremely surprised to see Yi Feng still standing up, and they also admired Yi Feng more. Seeing Yi Feng's pale face, An Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the two of them were no longer enough evidence.

When the three ghosts saw Yi Feng standing there and looking at them coldly, they said lightly: "Teaching you forbidden law, I will leave you a complete body!"

Yi Feng ignored their words, took out a few pills from his arms and threw them into his mouth, trying to suppress the blood and energy that was rolling in his chest.

When the three ghosts saw Yi Feng doing this, they would not stop him. The move just now was the one they used to kill the fifth-level king! They understood the power of this move very well. It was the ultimate power of the Yi Feng King level. What is the use of some elixirs?!

"Master Feng! Are you okay?" The third prince asked worriedly after seeing Yi Feng swallowing the pills.

But what surprised everyone was that Yi Feng actually smiled. He smiled coldly and suddenly said to the third prince: "Are you afraid?"

The third prince was stunned, then looked at An Yi and others, and then he laughed loudly and said, "I'm afraid! What's the point? Being able to die with Mr. Feng is also a great blessing. The people in the entire imperial capital, Mr. Feng is the only one who admires me!"

Yi Feng laughed when he heard the third prince's bold words, but his smile touched the wound and a stream of blood gushed out of the corner of his mouth again.

"There are not many people in the imperial capital that can make me admire, you are one of them!"

"Master Feng! Then how about we join forces?" the third prince said as if no one was around.

"That's the point!"

The third prince took out a barrel of wine from the Spirit-Narrow Ring, blew up and turned to Yi Feng and said, "We don't worship the heavens or the earth. How about drinking this barrel of wine?!"

Yi Feng laughed loudly and took the wine from the third prince. He blew up and started drinking, but Yi Feng immediately started coughing, and blood spurted out with the wine.

But Yi Feng still ignored it and was still drinking the barrel of wine tirelessly.

An Yi and the other four looked at Yi Feng and the third prince Pan Ruowun and laughed to the sky, drinking together. None of them went to stop them. Even the three ghosts admired this heroic spirit before their death.

At this moment, they both maintained their dignity. They regarded Yi Feng and the others as real strong men!

An Yi looked at the grand third prince and Yi Feng, and also had respect for these two young and handsome talents who were no match for him.

The soldiers were even more infected, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Yi Feng and others. Under the siege of four kings and thousands of people, they chatted and laughed and drank wine and made a feud. They didn't dare to make any sounds, and just looked at the two of them quietly, expressing their respect for them in this way.

"Bang..."

A barrel of wine did not make Yi Feng last long, and it was soon drunk by the two of them.

"Do you still have the strength?" Yi Feng said to the third prince.

"It's no problem to kill a thousand people!" The third prince's tone was full of rampant meaning.

Yi Feng also laughed, his laughter was full of arrogance. An Yi and others couldn't help but frown, but none of them attacked Yi Feng again.

Yi Feng had already opened his mouth flat at this time, and there was a small ball in his palm. The ball kept beating in the palm of his hand, and the void that was actually being twisted began to twist. Yi Feng stared at the energy ball in his hand, and the fighting spirit still rushed into the palm of his hand like a desperate situation. The soul power was also integrated into it. The energy ball jumped faster, and there were traces of collapse in the void.

An Yi looked at the energy ball in Yi Feng's hand, and when he saw that it had such power before it burst out, his brows were even more frowning.

After a moment, An Yi seemed to think of something. He screamed at Yi Feng and said in a panic: "Spiritual Eatering Furious?"

Only then did An Yi's back feel cold. Although he had never tried the Spirit-Devouring Blast, he had heard a lot of rumors. He heard that Yi Feng used the Spirit-Devouring Blast to seriously injure the vice president of the Azure Academy.

"What is the spirit-eating rage explosion?" Although the three ghosts knew that the things in Yi Feng's hand were terrifying, they still frowned.

Yi Feng would not wait for An Yi to explain to them. He shouted loudly and threw the spirit-eating rage at the three ghosts.

"Go to die!"

The three ghosts were originally confused, but immediately their faces changed drastically, and they all looked at the bursting spirit-eating rage in horror.

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