Supreme Medicinal God

A guard soldier was too scared and accidentally pulled the trigger. The bullet slammed and hit the mummy's dirty cloth tape.

The gunshots sounded, and all the soldiers of the escort group, under the persecution of fear, shot at the mummy frantically.

The gunshots were dense and the firepower was fierce. The shells clanged and fell to the ground with a crisp metallic sound.

It is frightening that the mummy would move quickly, avoiding bullets, as fast as a civet cat, most of the bullets hit his feet, behind him, shining sparks splashed, occasionally hit, wrapped in this The corpse of the cloth can't play any role, and it can't stop the mummy's attack.

The mummy opened her blood basin with a big mouth, and her claws were like sharp knives. In the blink of an eye, she came to Ye Feng.

The masked man sneered contemptuously. This young man's tone is not small, but it is nothing more than that.

Everyone subconsciously came up with a picture of Ye Feng being torn into pieces by mummy and bloody flesh.

Just as the mummy's pointed claws were about to catch Ye Feng, white light flashed between Ye Feng's palms.

The three mummies were instantly cut into dozens of pieces by the flying sword, just like a pile of decomposed building blocks, wow, scattered at the foot of Ye Feng.

After landing, the mummy's body turned into black dust, and fluttered in the wind, and only a few stinky cloths fell on the ground.

These summons brought out that the mummy and the mask person were in close communication, and each one was driven by the evil Yinsha. In the hot and shining sword light, those Yinsha were exterminated, and the mask person was also traumatized.

Although wearing a mask, the mask person could not see clearly how his expression looked, but from his staring eyes and horrified eyes, he was scared by Ye Feng's flying sword.

The voice of the masked man seemed extremely excited: "Flying Sword, you actually use Flying Sword. Did you destroy my stone statue of God of War? You did it."

Ye Feng smiled: "I destroyed your broken stone statue. It turned out that the stone statue was also a ghost that you made. When I said that when the mummy was killed, how could there be a familiar feeling? It turned out that the mummy in the mummy's body was like the stone statue of God of War. It’s exactly the same. Who the hell are you, and why are there so many ghosts?"

"Boy, you broke my good deeds, I will not let you go, accept the curse of Pharaoh."

The mask man's hands snapped in a circle, and his whole body was black and rough like waves of raging sea.

I heard that he would use the curse of the old king to deal with himself. Ye Feng was the first to hear that he felt evil and dangerous, and he dared not underestimate the enemy, so he held a flying sword and prepared for defense.

Ye Feng only felt as if he was crushed by a mountain, raising his hands and raising his feet was so difficult, a ray of black gas, like silk and silk, and a flexible chain, surrounded Ye Feng heavily.

The sky above the Moon Hotel suddenly became covered with clouds, roaring in the wind, and the rolling clouds covered the moon, leaving the world in darkness.

After a long time, it turned into an evil and horrible skeleton, opened the big mouth of the blood basin, weeping and crying, and rushed to Ye Feng, seeming to swallow Ye Feng.

The soldiers on the roof, ordinary men and ordinary people, who have seen such visions have long been scared and protected Prince Harris from retreating into the corner.

One by one trembling, shooting wildly against the raging black mist, but the bullet could not cause any harm to some unnatural energy.

In the face of the sky, Ye Feng didn't frown, but he was a virtual star warrior, his body was transformed by the dragon breath flame, and he had the blood of the ancient gods to the sun.

When some Yinsha just touched Ye Feng's body, they made a scream of sorrow, just like the tar on the flames, making a sizzling sound, which was burned away.

The Yinshas tasted the blood of the ancient god clan. They only dared to stir around Ye Feng, but did not dare to touch Ye Feng's body.

They were angry, evil, and vented their anger on the soldiers and Prince Harris hiding in the corner. They also knew that the persimmon was looking for a soft pinch, and turned their targets one after another, grinning toward the trembling soldiers.

Ye Feng's secret path was not good. His finger lightly pointed. The wooden spirit on Yao Wang Jie received Ye Feng's instruction. The green vines were entwined with the surrounding flowers and trees, casting a tough barrier to block the impact of Yinsha.

At the same time, the flying sword in Ye Feng's palm was blazing brighter and brighter, and in the blink of an eye it seemed to become a dazzling sun. Under the dazzling sun-like sword light, the shadows were baked. Black dust, fluttering in the wind.

"The sky is full of wind and rain."

A sword of light resembles a waterfall of light, flying straight towards the sky of nine days, as if a dragon of light, holding a dragon head, spreading its claws, and dominating the world, shattered the shadows of the dense black mist.

The evil and vicious shadows turned into ashes immediately when they met Jianguang. For a time, the screams were stern, one after another, in the air, like a rain, falling a little bit of black dust.

A layer of black ash fell on the entire rooftop and the swimming pool.

These Yinshas are summoned by the mask people with their own mana, and they are closely related to it.

The mask man thought that Pharaoh's curse, such an evil spell, would tear Ye Feng into pieces. Unexpectedly, the sky full of wrinkles he summoned was cut by sword light in half.

Anxious and angry, he felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer in his chest, so that he covered his chest and took a few steps backwards, slamming the ground, and a red blood line dripped from the edge of the mask.

The eyes of the masked man will fall out, and the first battle with the legendary flying sword made him thoroughly understand what the ancient Chinese martial arts is and what the sky is like.

A monster-like growl growled between his throats, as if reading a stranger spell, Ye Feng's wrist moved, and Feijian returned to his palm, ready to deal with the new attack of the mask man.

But unexpectedly, after the black gas around the mask man surged, he didn't do anything, and the tumbling black gas quickly closed, wrapping him back into the darkness.

It wasn't until the mask man was about to disappear into darkness that Ye Feng suddenly realized that he was not about to attack himself, but to escape.

Ye Feng's sword light flashed: "Don't run."

The flying sword shone with dazzling white light, resembling a meteor outside the sky, dashed into the night sky, and rushed into the black air, but Ye Feng slowed down, flying sword cut into the air, and flew back into his hand.

The black gas dissipated, the mask person completely disappeared from the shadow, the dark clouds in the air also disappeared, and the bright moonlight was like mercury.

The rooftop returned to calm, only the roaring night breeze, and Ye Feng's clothing corner was blowing in the hunting ground.

Ye Feng accidentally discovered that the crystal-like sword was covered with a trace of blood, and that ray of blood, like the dew under the sunrise, was quickly evaporated by the hot sword light.

(End of this chapter)