738: C738 There Was a Road in the Sky but There Was No Door on the Ground

C738 There Was a Road in the Sky but There Was No Door on the Ground

Ye Feng withdrew his light and looked indifferently at the huge wave that was crashing towards him. There was no ripple in his heart. He gently waved his sleeve and a vast energy surged out.0

A layer of even higher waves instantly rolled up on the surface of the sea below, crushing the opponent along the way.

"I wonder if it's that blind person who dares to provoke my master!" Feng Ziran shouted towards the void, her voice piercing through the sky like a sharp blade.

After a moment, a mass of black fog rose into the sky from the sea below. The fog covered an area of several hundred feet. It slowly condensed and turned into an old man wearing a black robe with an extremely ugly face.

Ye Feng's brows twitched, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He sneered and said, "The three Demon Kings, Moh Lin! I never thought that I would meet you again!" This fellow was naturally one of the Demon Kings who had chased after him for three days and three nights.

When Moh Lin saw Ye Feng, he couldn't help but feel angry, and his expression became extremely gloomy. He shouted, "Kid, return my Wind and Lightning Wings! Otherwise, I'll make you suffer the consequences!" Now that the other party had retracted his aura, even he could not tell how profound his cultivation base was. It was indeed somewhat terrifying.

"This sovereign not looking for you is already showing mercy to you. But now that you have come here to die, this sovereign does not mind accepting you!" Ye Feng said with a sneer. The opponent was only at the fourth or fifth stage. He didn't take him seriously at all.

"Hmph! Then let this old man see how much weight you have!"

Moh Lin coldly harrumphed and immediately drew out a black short blade. It was only three inches long, but it was emitting a dark light. "You Luo Blade, cut!" As soon as he finished speaking, the blade pierced through the void.

Strangely, the dark light disappeared when it was only three feet away. The Nether River Blade was one of the weapons on the Holy Ranking. The most terrifying thing was its elusive speed. Many experts had fallen under the blade.

If Moh Lin hadn't used some kind of secret technique to forcefully kill the other two demon kings, the Nether River Blade wouldn't have fallen into his hands. However, his biggest enemy was still Ye Feng.

The Wind and Lightning Wings was a supreme treasure. The three demon kings were naturally furious that Ye Feng had snatched it away from them.

The space between Ye Feng's brows slowly split open. A ray of blue light silently swept downwards, but his facial expression couldn't help but change drastically.

In the next moment, a dark light that was ten feet in front of Feng Ziran pierced through the air towards the space between her brows. Moh Lin, this fellow, actually attacked Feng Ziran first!

"Hmph! In front of absolute strength, you are just a clown!" Ye Feng sneered and lightly pointed at the dark light. A strange scene appeared. The light was actually fixed in the void. It couldn't move forward at all!

The power of spatial imprisonment.

The dark light faded and turned into a three-inch small knife. It buzzed and trembled non-stop, as if it was struggling to resist Ye Feng's power. A drop of cold sweat slowly rolled down Feng Ziran's forehead. At that moment just now, she really felt a chill in her back!

"How is this possible? You don't know ~ You won't be that strong!" Moh Lin exclaimed in disbelief. It was as if the You Luo Blade was caught in a pincer, unable to move at all.

Moh Lin realized that something was wrong. His eyes rolled around, and he actually turned around and fled. His speed wasn't slow either. In the blink of an eye, he had covered a distance of 300 meters.

"Hehe ~ Fellow Daoist, it's a bit too late for you to leave now!" Ye Feng sneered. The sound of thunder rumbled behind him as he teleported several hundred meters away.

pqdm.com