blogombal Chapter 500
Chapter 500
"Crack--"
Ye Feng's flesh and blood moved strangely, and the butterfly tattoos on his body changed.
The creepy sound of fine bones grinding in his body sounded, as if dense ants were gnawing at human flesh and skulls, and the audience's backs were chilled.
"Oh my God!"
"Is this... is this guy still a human?"
"What kind of monster is Luo Zhuangyuan facing!!"
The changes in Ye Feng in front of him made people feel incredible.
The second prince of the White Tiger Empire and others showed a cruel smile of watching the show.
Guan Zizai shook his head and sighed: "I wanted to personally kill this yellow-mouthed kid for His Highness, but I didn't expect Ye Feng to take advantage first and force Ye Feng to use his killer move. That kid is dead."
"It's a pity to waste a good knife-testing stone."
"Not bad."
The second elder Mingtian nodded with satisfaction, approving Ye Feng's decisiveness.
The face and majesty of the Mingying Sect are greater than the sky.
When the overlord in the jungle shows signs of decline and fatigue, the other beasts in the jungle will want to challenge you and swarm to devour you.
So even if using secret skills consumes lifespan, it is worth it. You must maintain the face of the sect, kill Luo Fanchen, and deter other monkeys who are secretly making trouble.
At this moment, I don’t know how many viewers who have a good impression of Luo Fanchen are extremely worried.
I don’t want to see this mountain country boy who is belittled by the four priests lose!
It’s as if they, the lower class people, have also lost.
Mingtian swept Yin Jiu’s proud eyes towards the rest area of the Canglong Empire.
I thought such a weird method would make them worried and scared.
As a result...
"???"
"What's going on?"
Mingtian was stunned for a moment and found that the people on the Canglong Empire were looking at Ye Feng and him on the ring with a look like a clown.
Isn’t this scary?
Does that kid have a trump card?
Mingtian's face was ugly, he gritted his teeth and shook his head repeatedly.
Impossible!
How could the first prodigy of my Mingying Sect who mastered the secret technique not threaten a young man who was not from the two halls, four countries, or ten sects? It was absolutely impossible!
Luo Fanchen's eyes were full of water and fire, his left eye was full of ice, and his right pupil was blazing with fire. His eyes were full of magic, charming and domineering.
He watched the changes in the other party's body indifferently, raised his arms, and tapped his arms lightly with his index fingertips. His slow and silent gesture seemed to tell the audience a sentence:
"I am invincible, you can do whatever you want; clown, please start your performance!"
Such a contemptuous attitude greatly hurt Ye Feng's self-esteem, and he roared like a beast.
"Roar--"
"You will pay the price of blood and tears for your insolence!!"
"Swish--"
Ye Feng's skin exploded all over his body, and the audience exclaimed.
He didn't understand why the other party blew himself up before killing the enemy, and he didn't understand why the other party's blood was black and red.
The black and red blood splashed into the air, intertwined with the highly toxic black mist and dust, and produced a violent blending change. The toxicity was pushed up and turned into colorful and highly toxic colors.
It corroded and corrupted Luo Fanchen's body.
The terrifying changes were still to come, accompanied by the sound of bones snapping.
Dark-colored bone spurs pierced through the flesh and blood from all the joints of Ye Feng's body, and even the bones of his ten fingers pierced through the fingertips, and blood was dripping, like a poisonous bee sting.
The young man who was previously evil and handsome, now presented to hundreds of thousands of viewers, a bloody and fleshy humanoid killing weapon with protruding bone spurs.
The timid people were terrified and even dared not to watch the stage.
"Slurp!"
Ye Feng stood in the colorful poisonous fog, stretched out his snake-like tongue, licked the sharp purple-black bone spurs that were poked out of the flesh by his fingertips, and showed a perverted and playful smile on his ferocious face:
"Boy, let me remind you that this young master's bone spurs are poisoned."
"Want to know how they are made?"
Ye Feng's pale eyes bulged, covered with scarlet bloodshot, and he narrated calmly:
"Every day my father would personally break all my bones, apply special secret medicine to restore and heal them beyond the limit, use the group of waste from my clan as human-shaped poison culture jars, raise poison, kill and boil them to refine the strongest poison, Refined into my bones."
"It took countless killing exercises to master this mysterious skill."
"Even if the Soul Emperor comes, he will die if he meets him, and he will die if he touches him."
"Looking at it this way, my useless father seems to be okay?"
Yang Jinghong shook his head, "No, we can't be brainwashed. This is not rebellion against the father, that's a beast!"
"Hehehe!"
Ye Feng shook his head and smiled, with a cruel smile on his lips, overflowing with infinite confidence: "Do you think you can withstand my skills of more than ten years?"
"Don't let me accidentally touch you."
"I'm coming!"Ye Feng disappeared from the spot in an instant, and his speed increased by more than ten times.
The colorful poisonous fog swept and eroded Luo Fanchen like a tide.
The hearts of hundreds of thousands of spectators around him were also in their throats.
Hearing Ye Feng's calm narration, their backs felt cold and their throats felt cold. It was hard to imagine that a father would do such a cruel thing for his child's success.
"Boom!"
The colorful poisonous fog first corroded Luo Fanchen, and then a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the sharp bone spur pierced directly into Luo Fanchen's forehead. Luo Fanchen, who was standing leisurely with his arms folded, moved.
"Keng——"
The sound of metal clashing was heard!
"This..."
"Caught it?"
After seeing the scene clearly, the audience shouted in surprise.
Ye Feng, who used the mysterious skills of the underworld, launched a surprise attack, but the bone spur hovered at Luo Fanchen's forehead, unable to move forward, and was clamped tightly by the index and middle fingers.
"Did you catch it?"
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled pervertedly: "It's okay."
"Just touching your skin can make you poisoned."
"You underestimate the blood poison of so many of my dead brothers and sisters."
The supporters around him panicked, worried, and secretly said that it was not good.
Luo Fanchen, who was in the poisonous fog, was as still as a mountain, staring calmly at Ye Feng, who was grinning pervertedly.
"You seem very excited."
"Sorry--"
"Your poison has no effect on me."
He clamped the bone spur with two fingers and suddenly exerted force, generating a terrifying explosive force in an instant.
"Crack!"
The poisoned bone spur, which had been tempered for thousands of times, exploded with a bang, turning into countless bone fragments that shot in all directions, and the piercing pain went straight into Ye Feng's head.
But Ye Feng didn't scream, he was used to this kind of pain.
Top killers will never lose their movements due to physical pain.
There was still a look of puzzlement and astonishment on his face. His other elbow moved, and the bone spur of the elbow hit Luo Fanchen's neck head-on, trying to pierce his artery, while a purple-black bone needle spurted out of his mouth.
The surrounding poisonous fog was also driven invisibly, condensing into a colorful cone, aiming at the top of the head, and stabbed straight down from the air like lightning.
Killing moves were launched simultaneously, and he was in danger.
However, Luo Fanchen made an amazing move, dropping his arms and giving up the defense.
Before the audience could question and exclaim, they saw a spiritual green lotus floating above the young man's head, and the six petals of the green lotus turned into a dark color, emitting a strong dark breath.
The black lotus shield covered Luo Fanchen's whole body, leaving no dead angle.
"Boom boom boom!"
The oncoming bone spurs and the colorful poison cones falling from the sky were all blocked by the shield, and even Ye Feng's elbow stab to the neck was stabbed in vain.
The dark shield was concave, and finally ejected him.
Luo Fanchen stood in the black lotus shield, like Acalanatha, with an immortal appearance.
Seeing the pure dark aura of the black lotus,
The heir of the Dark Temple stood up from his seat, and there seemed to be emotional fluctuations under the reincarnation mask.
And the hunchbacked fat boy Shi Potian's eyes widened: "Good guy, have you met an opponent?"
"This kid's defense is awesome!!"
"He has the style of a buddy!"
Bai Yingyue was stunned, and her beautiful eyes were wide open.
"Teacher... When did Junior Brother Qinglian become like this?"
"What's the situation with this black lotus shield?"
"It's only been a few months since we last saw each other!!"
Di Weiyang looked at the stage and glanced at the curious female apprentice who was full of curiosity.
"Want to know?"
"Yes."
"Beg me."
"Teacher, just tell me~ Okay..."
"No."
Bai Yingyue, who was trying hard to act like a spoiled child, trembled and her beautiful eyes suddenly froze.
Ah!!
The little saint was furious. Black-hearted master, I will fight you!
On the stage, Luo Fanchen's eyes fell on Ye Feng who was flying away, and he said in a light voice:
"Is your strength limited to this level?"
He shook his head slowly and sighed: "Attack to your heart's content to please me."
"If you are happy,"
"I will be merciful and reward you with a punch."
As soon as these words came out, the audience burst into roars, the White Tiger Empire's Tianjiao was instantly furious, and Elder Mingtian's eyes were red. This was simply treating his own players as human beings...