2074: C2074 Demon soldiers

C2074 Demon soldiers

Demon Soldiers

Dian Ming rushed in front of Yang Liefeng and blasted out a punch. Yang Liefeng returned the punch with, and the "Fierce Fierce Demon Ghost Fist" immediately collided with the "Berserk Blood Soul Fist" ?

"Boom ?"

Immediately, the sound of two frightening energy collisions rang out. The two powerful Middle Earth Ranked Martial Techniques exploded because of this, and energy waves soared into the sky like a tsunami, as powerful energy ripples formed from the energy ripples spread out in circular waves, much like wave after wave. Some of the spectators who were a little closer to the arena felt a powerful impact.

Tap, tap ?

On the arena, Yang Liefeng and Dian Ming both fiercely retreated, they simply could not control their own bodies. When they were about to leave the arena, Yang Liefeng did his best to pour spirit energy and the power of the Chaos Bloodline into his legs, which stabilized their bodies, preventing them from retreating.

Diao Ming naturally had to do his best to stop himself before he left the arena. Unfortunately, he couldn't control his own body, so Dian Ming had no choice but to lie back down, letting himself fall to the ground through the friction of his back.

As a result, in the eyes of the audience, it was as if they had been forced to retreat and they were in a very sorry state.

Of course, no matter what was said, compared to Yang Liefeng, Dianming was in a very sorry state.

"Huff ?"

After stabilizing his body, Yang Liefeng heaved a long sigh of relief. The fist that he used to clash with Dian Ming also hurt a little.

However, looking at it, the fist that Dianming had punched was still trembling. It was obvious that the pain he was feeling was definitely stronger than Yang Liefeng's.

"This ?"

Witnessing this unexpected scene, many pairs of eyes in the crowd were filled with astonishment. There were even quite a few people who were stunned.

"This fellow is too ferocious!"

Seeing Dian Ming sitting on the ground with his fists and arms trembling, and looking at Yang Liefeng standing tall and straight, many people's eyelids jumped, feeling shocked in their hearts. The person who was embarrassed by the collision was not an ordinary person, he was the eighth ranked son of the previous top ten, Dian Ming.

"This Yang Liefeng is so terrifying, resisting Dian Ming head on and not falling into a disadvantageous position, and has the upper hand. Moreover, his speed is also very extraordinary, the speed at which he uses martial skills is not slow, and his power is also impressive! Also, the method he uses to defeat Wan Ruyi is rather strange, I feel that even I do not have the chance of winning against him!" Hao Qing, who was seventh among the top ten geniuses, looked at Yang Liefeng, his handsome face revealing a shocked expression as he said.

Beside him, Zhuge Junya's starry eyes fluctuated. She nodded slightly and said, "This Yang Liefeng is extraordinary. The scariest thing is not what you said, but that he is only eighteen years old and has great potential!"

When Hao Qing heard this, his gaze moved, and he nodded in deep agreement.

"He's too powerful, he didn't even fall into a disadvantageous position, and even caused Dianming to be in such a sorry state. I have to admit, this guy's strength is truly extraordinary, but when fighting with me, I feel like this guy is also using his full strength. It's as if his strength has received quite a bit of improvement after fighting with me. This is truly strange!" Wan Ruyi's beautiful eyes wavered as she looked at Yang Liefeng. She was shocked but at the same time, she was confused.

"I really hope that he is my younger brother!" Moon Bright Rainbow's phoenix-like eyes fluctuated, looking at Yang Liefeng, her heart yearned for him.

"Too amazing, it's simply too amazing!" Xing Honglian, who was dressed in luxurious red clothes, had a face like a peach flower, and eyes like a clear spring, looked at Yang Liefeng. Within her beautiful eyes, autumn water rippled as she shouted emotionally in her heart.

"The strength of the Yang Brother is too terrifying!" Song Qingya's eyes were filled with shock, and could not help but exclaim.

"That's right, how can he be so strong!" Du Linlin's somewhat alluring face was also filled with shock as she exclaimed.

Both of Gong Qianye's eyes fluctuated and the corner of his mouth hooked up into a faint smile.

"How did this happen? How could this brat's strength be so strong? Even Diao Ming couldn't do anything to him?" Her eyebrows were tightly-knit together and her expression was rather ugly. Her mood was like a roller coaster, fluctuating up and down, and she had thought that she would make a turnaround. However, she discovered that not too far away, there seemed to be a dead end ?

"Heavens, you're playing with me. You must be playing with me. Send this monstrous youth to play with me!" Wang Sangui's face was filled with grief. He wanted to cry, but there were no tears.

"Damn it, how could this be? How could this be? How could this little beast be no match for him?!" Li Yun's originally somewhat pretty face now turned incomparably hideous. Her heart roared crazily as she clenched her fists. Her nails had already pierced into her palms.

"Dianming ah Dianming, you must defeat this Yang Liefeng, he is a huge threat, if this child does not die, the Han Family will be in danger!" As the head of the family, Han Youshan was clearly more considerate than Li Yun. Li Yun only wanted to avenge her son while Han Youshan was worried about the future of the Han Family.

The discussions and thoughts of the crowd below the stage all took a long time to describe, but it all happened within the span of a few breaths.

On the arena, Yang Liefeng's breathing gradually stabilized, and the hidden pain on his fist also completely disappeared.1

After a moment of blankness, Dian Ming crawled up from the ground with his brows tightly knitted together. His expression was as dark as ink and his eyes were completely red. It was as if he had fallen into a crazed state.

"Little bastard, you actually made me lose face like this today. I swear I will be human if I don't kill you!" Dian Ming looked at Yang Liefeng fiercely and cursed. With a wave of his hand, a dark red light flew out from his Qiankun bag and transformed into a axe in his hand.

This axe was sharp, and the handle was extremely long. It was like the body of a spear, and after the spirit energy was poured into it, it released a dense stench of blood and evil that belonged to the Grade Four Spirit Weapon.

"Demon Soldier!"

Yang Liefeng looked at the axe in Dian Ming's hand and instantly determined that it was a Spirit Demon soldier!

The essence of Demon Soldiers were also spirit artifacts, but it was different from normal spirit artifacts. The weapons engravings on them were extremely evil and evil spirit artifacts. These spirit artifacts could absorb some evil energy and the power in their blood, and their power surpassed most spirit artifacts of the same rank.

Naturally, the refinement of demonic weapons were extremely difficult as well. The inscriptions of the evil and evil weapons were often much more difficult to inscribe than the majority of the other weapons.

It was also because the inscriptions of Demon Soldiers were difficult to inscribe, the number of Demon Soldiers was not many. In addition, the Demon Soldiers had a certain effect on the minds of humans, so the vast majority of people were also unwilling to use Demon Soldiers.

Yang Liefeng didn't know where Diao Ming got his demon soldier, but what he knew was that Dian Ming's violent and irritable personality wasn't only because of his innate violent strength, but also because of the possibility that he had used it multiple times!

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