737: C737 Deity's Bow in Hand

C737 Deity's Bow in Hand

"This is …"

The woman didn't even have time to think before her hands began to move.

Layers of spirit energy swirled like waves, one after another, trying to block Yue Feng's ferocious attack.

However, not only did Yue Feng not slow down, his attacks were even more ferocious.

Yue Feng immediately broke through the layers of spiritual energy as if he was riding on the wind and breaking waves.

Countless sounds of explosions rang out as Yue Feng's clothes also exploded in the midst of the violent air currents.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

The lady gritted her teeth and gathered all the inner Qi in her body into her hands, directly rushing towards Yue Feng, who was rushing towards her.

The moment before the two energies collided, the girl saw the corner of Yue Feng's mouth slightly rise.

With a flick of his fingers, two strands of spirit energy formed a link behind the woman's neck.

"What?"

Her expression changed.

"Crack …"

Boom!

The moment his neck was bound, the two energies merged.

In an instant, a strong wind blew everywhere, causing sand and rocks to fly everywhere.

Wave after wave of powerful shockwaves spread outwards, and it was as if two missiles were striking each other in the air above the crematorium.

The sharp explosive sound caused people's eardrums to hurt, and the air within a hundred meter radius was instantly sucked out.

"Rumble …" "Rumble …"

Explosions rang out one after another, and the people below had long since fled far away.

"If you are weak, you won't have enough combat experience."

A magnetic voice sounded.

Only to see Yue Feng standing high in the air, bare-chested.

His explosive streamlined muscles and his scar-filled skin were both exposed. It was extremely shocking.

His momentum was like that of a god of death on a battlefield.

On the other hand, the green-robed woman was sitting on the ground in a sorry state.

The veil covering his face had long since fallen.

Even though her face was covered in mud, it could not hide her exquisite appearance.

Her face was white like jade, her nose was small and delicate, and her eyes were cold and otherworldly. All of these revealed her extraordinary temperament.

"Cough, cough …"

He coughed dryly and a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.1

On her neck, there was still a faint trace of blood.

"Not bad."

Yue Feng laughed as he descended from the sky.

"You …"

The woman's expression changed as she hurriedly picked up the veil and put it back on.

"You clearly had the chance, but why didn't you kill me?"

The woman spoke coldly, but there was a complicated look in her eyes.

"If I kill you, I won't be able to find the Purple Frost Divine Bow."

Yue Feng laughed as he slowly walked towards the woman.

"Heh."

With a flick of her wrist, the longbow appeared in a flash.

After which, she threw it towards Yue Feng.

"One day, I will kill you!"

As the woman spoke harshly, she waved her sleeve and her figure soared into the sky.

"Wait, I don't know your name yet."

Yue Feng held his longbow and didn't even have the time to take a look.

"Qingji Zi."

A cold voice travelled to Yue Feng's ears.

Jiko?

That's a good name.

Yue Feng looked in the direction Qing Jianzi had left and put away the longbow.

"Why is he so angry all of a sudden? Isn't it just losing a bow?"

Yue Feng shook his head and left.

His harvest this time was not small.

An ancient divine artifact?

This was the first time Yue Feng saw it.

Long ago, he had only heard of the existence of the ten ancient divine artifacts.

However, Yue Feng only had a vague idea of what they were used for and what their uses were.

And now, the Purple Frost Divine Bow, which was known as one of the ten divine artifacts, was in his hands. This surprised Yue Feng.

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