Chapter 858 The Sword

At this time, Yi Feng was still competing with the colorful light film. After the colorful light film lost its mental imprint, although its autonomous aggression had disappeared, Yi Feng's more than ten consecutive attacks could not do anything to it. His fingers, like a sharp weapon, grabbed it for more than ten times. Apart from the strong vibration of the colorful light film, there was nothing he could do about it.

Yi Feng grabbed it for more than ten times, but seeing that he still couldn't do anything to it, Yi Feng also lost his patience. The fighting spirit surged out violently and condensed all on the fist body. At the same time, under Yi Feng's control, the energy of the bead also turned into a blue light and passed through Yi Feng's arm, and finally appeared and condensed on the fist body.

Soon, at the bone knot in the middle finger of the fist, a beating spot of light condensed on it.

"Broken!"

Yi Feng shouted loudly, and his fist that gathered all his strength and slammed hard on the colorful light film.

"boom……"

A violent sound made Yi Feng feel confused. This hundred square meters of space also shaking a few times, and the gold coins and gems that had accumulated into hills began to collapse and spread to the ground under Yi Feng's feet.

"Grass……"

Seeing that his punch still did not break the film, Yi Feng was surprised that the film had strong defense and was also angry.

"One punch can't do anything to you, what about those two punches, three punches, or even ten punches?"

Yi Feng was as if he was crazy, and no longer scruples, punching him and hitting the colorful light film with one punch. Yi Feng's crazy behavior also began to shake the entire space.

The gems and gold coins on the ground began to move shakingly, and some of them were even jogged more than one meter high and hit Yi Feng's body.

However, Yi Feng, who was so excited that he was so angry that he didn't care about these things at all, punching and punching the colorful light with all his strength.

"Click..."

With Yi Feng's continuous bombardment without any time gap, a subtle sound of shattering finally rang out. Hearing this sound, Yi Feng was overjoyed and his punching speed was even faster.

"Click..."

Finally, after Yi Feng made three consecutive punches, the colorful light film could no longer bear it. A huge crack began with the small crack just now, and the entire oval colorful light film was spread like a spider web.

"Bang……"

Finally, when the cracks on the colorful light film spread all over its body, it could no longer bear the power of Yi Feng and turned into pieces of fragments and shattered. The colorful fragments, with great power, blasted around, and pieces of gems were smashed into pieces. If ordinary people saw it, they would definitely feel pain.

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At the same time, the leader of the area where Yi Feng was located, frowned slightly and asked several people around him: "Elders, have you ever felt the ground shaking?"

The elders glanced at each other, stopped, felt it carefully, and did not notice the vibration on the ground.

When the leading man saw several elders shaking his head, he frowned and looked at him carefully. He immediately changed his face and shouted to Wen Can: "Wen Can, lead the way, feel that as fast as possible."

Wen Can was stunned, but when he saw the leader's anxious look, he knew the matter was serious, so he quickly responded, and his speed reached its limit and galloped towards the direction where Yi Feng was.

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After the colorful light film was broken, what appeared in Yi Feng's sight was a pitch-black wooden box, with cumbersome patterns carved on it. There was a man in the pattern. Although it was just a carved pattern, Yi Feng could still feel his outrageous aura when he looked at the man. This feeling made Yi Feng's heart feel as if he was infected, and suddenly calmed down.

This situation surprised Yi Feng. I wonder which master's work was originally written by, but it could only be infected by just a pattern. If this person really existed, how strong would he be?

Yi Feng looked at the man's feet and saw that there was a flying dragon under his feet. The flying dragon grinned, and his ferocious and cruel look rushed towards Yi Feng. However, such a violent flying dragon was actually stepped on by the man.

"Tsk tsk, it's indeed an ancient strong man. It's not comparable to ordinary people." Yi Feng took a deep breath and moved his eyes away from the wooden box. The soul-catching technique slightly controlled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and opened the wooden box one by one.

Just as the wooden box was opened, a dazzling light suddenly flashed out of the wooden box.

"ah……"

Even Yi Feng was caught off guard and was pricked by the light, his eyes were so painful. He just closed his eyes, took out some pills from the ring, and fumbled them around his eyes, and the sensation of pain began to slowly disappear.

With the Dou Qi slightly blocking his eyes, Yi Feng dared to open his eyes. He opened his eyes and looked at the wooden box. At this time, the dazzling light emitted from the wooden box began to slowly retract into the wooden box.

Yi Feng had never seen light flow back into the wooden box like water flowing back against common sense. But the scene that happened in front of him did give Yi Feng this feeling. The dazzling light just now flowed back into the wooden box in strides. When all the light flowed back, the wooden box also returned to normal.

With fixed eyes, Yi Feng was slightly stunned by the object appearing in front of him.

Noble! Domineering! Beautiful!

This is the first reflection of Yi Feng when he saw this item. A sword lies in the wooden box. The sword body is as thin as a cicada's wing and shines. The whole body of the sword has the beauty of lines. The hilt of the sword is carved into a dragon head. It is lifelike and extremely exquisite and beautiful! However, it is regrettable that the dragon head has no eyes, and there seems to be something missing in its mouth, and there is a lack of a feeling.

But despite this, Yi Feng just glanced at him and was impressed by its dignity. With Yi Feng's perception, he felt familiar and domineering.

Just like when Yi Feng was exposed to the heritage of the Evil Emperor's relics, he also felt this way.

Just as Yi Feng was stunned, the bead that had not been taken back in Yi Feng's hand jumped into the wooden box. The bead that was originally larger than a small apple turned into the wooden box and turned into the size of a marble. It was then inlaid into the dragon's mouth of the sword.

"Dragon with pearl?"

Yi Feng exclaimed in surprise and finally understood what was missing in the dragon's mouth. It was this feeling. As soon as the bead body entered the dragon's mouth, Yi Feng's sense of disharmony disappeared completely.

Looking blankly at the beads that merged with the sword, Yi Feng also felt a huge wave of waves in his heart. At that time, Mr. Zhao commented on the beads and said: This is probably part of a high-level spiritual weapon.

The reaction of the beads at this time does prove this.

"High-level spiritual weapon?" Yi Feng looked at the sword with his eyes shiny, but he did not dare to act rashly. The small bead that almost caused him a great loss. If the sword exploded at this time, would he have to be deprived of his life?

"Dongdong..."

Just as Yi Feng was still immersed in the sluggishness, a sound of footsteps came into his ears. Although they were not heavy, they were clearly visible.

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