Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 33
After Xiaoyue left, Ye Feng ran wildly alone with Mu Chen on his back.

"Is your sister Xiaoyue okay?" Mu Chen asked, "Before He Ying entered Fengling Academy, he was a killer who made countless people fearful."

"Don't worry, I forgot to tell you that I was able to kill Zhang Yan thanks to Xiaoyue's help, and we had an adventure in the Yunling Mountains, and Xiaoyue is much stronger than before."

Although Ye Feng doesn't know where Xiaoyue's limit is, as long as he doesn't encounter the Lingfu Realm, it's okay to save his life.

But Ye Feng didn't know that when two killers fight, once they make a move, it's life and death, there is no such thing as running for their lives.

"Master, you will arrive at the pier through the square in front of you."

But suddenly, Ye Feng stopped running.

A scorching wave of flames hit from behind, Song Lin jumped forward on the waves of fire, and landed firmly in front of Ye Feng.

"Run, you keep running!"

Song Lin was surrounded by flames, as if he had turned into a Vulcan, controlling all fires in the world.

"Song Lin, everyone else has a reason to kill me, but you should thank me. If I hadn't eliminated Zhang Yan, would Chiyan Pavilion have your turn to speak?" Ye Feng jumped back tens of meters after asking, Put Mu Chen's body gently on the ground.

"Master, you wait here for a while." This battle is unavoidable, Ye Feng said that these are just to delay Mu Chen's settlement for a while.

"Be careful, if you lose, hurry up and leave, Yufei still needs your rescue."

"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely take you to rescue Yufei, not only that, but I will also reunite your family." Ye Feng's eyes were shining with determination, with a convincing magic power.

"Stop talking nonsense, none of you will be able to leave today. I get excited when I think that I can personally bury a genius and the sword master who was famous in Chu country back then."

Song Lin approached step by step, Ye Feng's words were right, if he hadn't killed Zhang Yan, Chiyan Pavilion would not be in his turn to decide, but since it is a good deed, then the good deed will be done to the end, only the murderer, his position as the pavilion master to be completely stable.

Song Lin is not a monk of destiny, and he was able to get to where he is today thanks to his own hard work and ruthlessness. Since God has given such a good opportunity, he must not miss it.

Ye Feng put down Mu Chen, pulled out the Cold Snow Sword from his waist, and stepped forward with the sword.

Song Lin's realm is the third level of the spirit wheel, and Ye Feng just passed him to test the results of his practice in the past few days.

On the forehead, the imprint of the divine sword was first lit up. Ye Feng held the sword in his right hand and pinched it with his left hand, and slowly said in his mouth: "Nine-turn Xuangong, first turn!"

Between heaven and earth, the aura suddenly fluctuated violently, as if being strongly attracted, it entered from the top of Ye Feng's head. Immediately, Ye Feng's long black hair turned into silvery white, and three thousand silver threads danced with the wind.

Song Lin was shocked to find that Ye Feng's realm had been raised to the second level of agility.

"Second turn!"

The lightning mark lit up, and the aura turned into a storm. Ye Feng's realm did not stop at all, and he directly climbed to the third level of agility.

"What kind of secret method is this? It can surpass the world!" Song Lin was shocked at first, and then his murderous intent became even more intense. "Even if you improve two realms, you are still no match for me."

Behind his back, three fiery red spirit wheels lit up, a huge flaming ax cut down in the air, and a wave of flames came straight towards Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng leaped up, relying on his physical strength alone, he leaped to a height of tens of meters.

"Third turn!"

The green dragon imprint lights up, spiritual power pours in as a long river, and Ye Feng's realm climbs to the fourth level of agility.

"Three life souls, how could there be three life souls?" Song Lin was shocked, but also full of jealousy, scolding God for injustice, if he could have one life soul, how could he have been suppressed by Zhang Yan for so many years.

"kill!"

"Fourth turn!"

The huge ax set off a whirlwind of flames, but there was a loud cry in the air, the Phoenix's soul flashed, Ye Feng was wrapped in flames, and fell directly into the whirlwind of flames.

The phoenix is ​​the emperor in the fire, and the only way to see ordinary flames is to bow his head and worship, but wherever Ye Feng's body passes, the flame storm is completely extinguished.

"Impossible, what kind of flame is this? How could you have four life souls?" Song Lin was distracted, he cut out several waves of flames in a hurry, but they couldn't hurt Ye Feng at all.

"Fifth turn!"

After falling to the ground, Ye Feng walked over step by step with the Cold Snow Sword in hand, the imprint of the Futu Town Demon Tower flashed, and his aura was raised to the sixth level of agility.

At this moment, his skin turned golden, like a god of war on fire, and just staring at Song Lin made Song Lin shudder.

However, Song Lin's combat experience is also extremely rich, and he has also experienced many life-and-death crises. After a brief shock, he quickly recovered.

"Although the flames can't hurt you, and even though you use secret methods to improve your realm, you are still far behind me. With my spiritual power, I can also crush you."

He put away the flames, held a huge ax transformed from spiritual power, and rushed forward suddenly, directly hitting Ye Feng's vitals.

"Nine Heavens Sword Art, the first form, pointing mountains and rivers!"

Ye Feng pointed out with a sword, and it landed on the blade of the giant axe impartially. Song Lin only felt a strange force like a torrent and tsunami, trying to shake him back.

He turned sideways backwards, concentrated his spiritual power on his right leg, and used the power of inertia to throw his right leg like a steel whip.

What greeted him was Ye Feng's iron fist, and the dark golden fist hit. Song Lin felt that he had kicked the hundred-refined steel ingot, and his right leg, which was protected by spiritual power, felt a dull pain.

"Five Elements Boxing."

A force of mutual generation of the five elements came out from Ye Feng's fist, directly destroying Song Lin's spiritual defense, and his right leg was broken without any suspense.

"Ah! Impossible! I'm going to kill you!"

Song Lin endured the severe pain, managed to stand still, and wanted to fight for the last time, but a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, he felt a chill from his neck, and then saw blood gushing out, dyeing his entire vision red.

In the blood red, he saw the boy with the sword turn around and leave, and then fell into eternal darkness.

"I didn't expect you to be so promising. The secret method to improve the realm, the powerful body training method, and the five life souls are condensed."

Ye Feng's aura gradually receded, and he said, "Master is worthy of being a master, you can see the mystery at a glance."

"The secret method of improving the realm must have sequelae." Mu Chen could see that Ye Feng's footsteps were a little vain, and his breath was a little unstable.

"Fortunately, it's just that these five life souls can no longer be used within ten days." Ye Feng said calmly. Originally, if he used the tree of fortune, his realm could be raised by one level, but the tree of life is the soul of life, so it is easy to use it. Can not be used, who knows what the consequences will be.

ten days?If it weren't for the heaven-defying repair ability of the Divine Tree of Creation, these souls who had endured the powerful aura would be permanently shattered. This is the real sequelae of the Nine Transformations Mysterious Art.

In another dark alley in Fengling City, the space was terribly silent, there was no light shining in the darkness, the air was filled with a strong murderous aura, and even snakes, insects, rats and ants ran for their lives.

Under the cover of murderous aura, the temperature continued to drop, and soon frost condensed on the eaves, but there was no one to be seen.

Suddenly, there was the sound of sharp blades cutting through the flesh in the darkness, and two figures crossed in the shadows.

After a while, Ye Xiaoyue walked out of the alley clutching her right arm. She had a new scar on her shoulder, but the other person fell forever in the dark alley.

Ye Feng carried Mu Chen on his back, and soon came to the pier, where he saw an unexpected acquaintance.

"Fang Qing, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)