City Summoner

When Yang Feifan's body was thrown to the ground, everyone was stunned, and then they realized that the winner of this bloody duel was Mu Feng.

"Chief Mufeng! Chief Mufeng!"

At this moment, all the disciples of the Dragon Palace were cheering Mu Feng's name.

Tu Shan Yaya and others were also excited and wanted to greet them, but in the next second, their expressions changed drastically, they pointed at Mu Feng's back, and shouted anxiously, "Mu Feng! Be careful!"

Although Mu Feng didn't understand what happened, but out of trust in Tu Shan Yaya and the others, he was still on the side of his body, and a sound of breaking air suddenly sounded in his ear!

Cold sweat appeared on Mu Feng's forehead. If it wasn't for the reminder from Tu Shan Yaya and others, he might have been caught at this moment. He turned his head and saw that Yang Feifei, who was so angry just now, actually stood up.

Mu Feng's pupils shrank, and his face changed for the first time.

Although Yang Feifan at this moment is still the same Yang Feifan, the feeling to Mu Feng is very different. He used to be arrogant and conceited, but now he exudes an extremely cold aura.

Like a viper from hell.

At this time, Yang Feifan's image also changed dramatically. The surface of his body was covered with black qi. The face that was stabbed by Mu Feng and the shriveled chest were all changed after the restoration of black qi. In perfect condition, as if uninjured.

Moreover, strange black runes appeared on his face, and his originally fair face became much darker.

Mu Feng's pupils shrank, and Mu Feng in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity for no reason.

He seemed to have seen this kind of familiarity somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Uh! By the way! I saw it in the secret realm of Huanghuang!"

Mu Feng's heart suddenly lit up, Yang Feifan's image at the moment, and he was in the depths of the deserted secret realm, when he helped Xiang Wentian to eliminate the three traitors, didn't he see it.

At that time, there was a faceless woman who could change her appearance at will, a fake Wu Liang who was proficient in disguise and assassination, and finally a black-faced man whose face was covered with strange runes.

At this moment, Yang Feifei was very similar to the black-faced man before, his complexion turned black, and his cheeks were covered with strange black runes.

But the only difference is that the black rune on Yang Feifan's face is obviously much more mysterious than the rune on the face of the black-faced man before. After Mu Feng took a few more glances, he felt a dizzying sense of dizziness.

"Could it be that Yang Feifan has anything to do with the black-faced man in the wild secret realm!?"

Mu Feng's heart moved, and then he shook his head in denial, how is this possible, one of them has never come out in the depths of the Yellow Desolate Secret Realm, and the other has always been in the Dragon Palace, how could it be related.

But if it doesn't matter, then why are they so similar? !

Mu Feng was puzzled, but now there is no time for him to wonder.

After Yang Feifan missed a hit, he didn't show a disappointed look on his face, but instead gave a weird smile: "Jie Jie Jie Jie, Mu Feng, you forced me to use this technique, I can't think of it, It's my biggest trump card! Now, although I am seriously injured and will die, I will also drag you to death!"

Yang Feifan's voice has also changed at this moment, and it has become extremely dry, like two rusted iron pieces rubbing against each other, which is very uncomfortable to hear.

In fact, he had been seriously injured by Mu Feng just now. Although he was forcibly running the magic power at this moment, it seemed that his body was recovering very well, but in fact he had reached the point where he was exhausted.

At this moment, Yang Feifan has only one purpose, that is, after running the magic power, he and Mu Feng die together!

Seeing Yang Feifei become like this, everyone was shocked. They didn't remember that there was such a technique in the Dragon Palace.

On the second floor of the arena, Venerable Long and the three of them were frightened and angry, and even Venerable Long, who had always been calm and composed, shattered the teacup in front of him under the disordered breath!

"Sure enough, that kind of magic art is right!" Venerable Long looked at Yang Feifan, who was surrounded by black energy, and said word by word.

Liu Xun also couldn't calm down for a long time, as if he had seen something terrifying, he murmured, "Hey, I'm afraid the catastrophe in the universe is about to come again."

Chen Chuan first came back to his senses, looked at Venerable Long and said, "Zun Long, do you want me to stop their duel now and bring Yang Feifei over to interrogate them carefully."

Venerable Long shook his head. After all, he is the top leader of the Dragon Palace, and he is used to seeing strong winds and waves. He said, "Don't be in a hurry at this moment, and there is a high possibility that we guessed wrong, Yang Feifan may have just gained some Let’s see if Mu Feng can deal with Yang Feifan’s magic first.”

After listening to Long Zun's words, Chen Chuan and Liu Xun nodded.

Yes, things are not in a hurry at this moment, and if you stop it now, you will be shocked.

"Mu Feng! Die!"

At this moment, Yang Feifei felt that the vitality in his body was losing a little bit, and he knew that if he dragged it on, even if Mu Feng didn't do anything, he would die here due to the loss of vitality.

Thinking of this, he raised his right arm and roared: "Dark Disintegration Dafa! Blood Blade Slash!!!"

I saw that with Yang Feifan's loud shout, his raised arm suddenly broke! , , .

Chapter 601 Hole Cards

The black gas on the entire broken arm is extremely rich, and the rich black gas is mixed with the blood flowing from the broken arm. In an instant, a black and red blood blade phantom is formed on the surface of the broken arm!

"Blood Blade Slash! Break it for me!"

At this moment, Yang Feifan seemed to have been enchanted, and with a roar, the black and red blood blade formed by the broken arm whistled towards Mu Feng! !

Hiss! ! !

Everyone gasped. They didn't expect that Yang Feifei, who thought he was going to die, not only survived, but also used such a vicious and powerful move!

The demonic fog rolled on the blood blade, and a loud and high-pitched demonic sound erupted in the whistling, which made people tremble!

Moreover, the blood blade carries a huge coercion. Wherever the blood blade passes, all the trees, gravel, and dust are stirred and danced in the sky, which is extremely terrifying!

Mu Feng's pupils shrank, feeling a dangerous aura for the first time.

He wanted to avoid its edge, but the blood blade had locked him firmly, and he couldn't dodge it at all!

"Since you can't escape, let's fight hard!"

Mu Feng's eyes were flashing with flames of war, and at the moment when the blood blade was about to attack him, he slammed his fist out, and dazzling starlight shone on his fist!