Mr. Willy had a look of exasperation on his face: "Could it be that this kid's internal strength has exceeded the peak of the Xiantian realm? Impossible, that wouldn't mean he has ascended to become an immortal. This kid is just an ordinary person, and he can't even reach the realm of an immortal."
How could they know that what Ye Feng had in his body was not internal force, but divine power from the bloodline of the ancient gods.
The Four Strikes of the King of Thailand that were performed were a kind of divine martial art created by the ancient god King of Thailand, which could bring out the greatest power of the divine blood in the body.
"I just don't believe that I can't deal with this kid."
Elder Dark Soul blew the bone flute again, making his face flush red, and all his strength turned into sound waves.
Sound waves rushed towards Ye Feng like an overwhelming force. The flying sword above Ye Feng's head emitted a dazzling light. Gui Wuya's Wind and Rain Sword Technique was exerted to the limit. The sword light illuminated the area within a ten-meter radius around him as bright as day. Any sound wave that approached the strong sword light would be torn to pieces by the sword light.
The flying sword that bypassed the flying sword was smashed into pieces by Ye Fengtaihuang's second move of four attacks, Jingtao.
The two energy waves collided head-on, and the aftermath surged in all directions like an earth-shattering tornado, uprooting the trees in the forest and causing the nearby boulders to roll continuously.
A huge energy wave rushed into the sea, causing huge waves.
Willy knew about Elder Dark Soul's sonic power, so it seemed difficult for him to defeat Ye Feng. He gritted his teeth, chanted a spell, and pointed his hands in the air. The air around him suddenly became cold again. He wanted to work with Elder Dark Soul to deal with Ye Feng with ice arrows.
Earl Clan was secretly anxious. The sonic power was evenly matched with Ye Feng's sword energy and fist power. He could not intervene at all. He and Xiaobai could only steady their bodies to avoid being thrown into the sea by the powerful residual force.
He felt that the waves were gradually turning into ice, and knew that Willy was about to start casting his magical ice arrows again.
They cannot be allowed to attack Ye Feng together, Earl Clan was secretly anxious. He did not care about the howling wind around him. His eyes turned blood red. The vampire's blood-sucking technique aroused the hidden energy in his blood. A pair of black wings stretched out from behind him, like bat-like wings. His hands turned into sharp claws and a pair of sharp fangs extended from his mouth.
He suddenly spread his wings and pounced on Willy, trying to catch him before he could complete the ice arrow spell.
When Willy saw Earl Clan flying over, a disdainful sneer appeared on his lips. He was a wizard, and vampires, werewolves and zombies all obeyed him. They were his subordinates and his pawns.
Now Earl Clan wants to attack him, it's simply a joke.
He raised his head coldly and looked at Lord Cran with contempt.
He originally wanted to cast a high-level witchcraft, a rain of ice arrows, to surround Ye Feng so that Ye Feng would not have time to breathe. The process of condensing the rain of ice arrows was a bit slow, but condensing an ice arrow was very simple and quick.
He flicked his finger lightly, and an ice arrow as big as his forearm suddenly formed in the air. With a flash of white light, the ice arrow whistled across the night sky like a meteor, and shot straight towards Earl Clan.
Earl Clan lowered his wings to the side, trying to dodge the attack of the ice arrow. He retracted and extended his wings at a very clever angle, and his body was about to avoid the powerful ice arrow.
But Willy saw through Earl Cran's intention. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. He snapped his fingers again and with a thought, the ice arrow that was about to pass by Earl Cran suddenly exploded in mid-air and turned into tiny ice needles, glowing fluorescently. More than half of the ice spikes pierced Earl Cran's body and wings.
Earl Clan was hit by an ice spike and blood oozed out immediately. He was in so much pain that he couldn't control his body and fell headfirst into the bushes.
Willy sneered: "Earl Cran, I have known your tricks for a long time. You actually want to resist me. You are overestimating yourself."
Willy continued to chant the spell. The sky was howling with cold winds and covered with dark clouds. The sea was raising huge waves several meters high. The air on the island became cold, and a large rain of ice arrows was gradually forming.
Ye Feng was fighting against the sound of the flute of the Dark Soul Elder. The Dark Soul Elder had used up most of his strength, and the sound of the flute was obviously much smaller than before, and its power had also become weaker.
Ye Feng was just about to fight back when he suddenly felt a cold wind. The temperature around him dropped drastically, and the sky became darker and colder. He knew that Willy was going to use his rain of ice arrows again.
Being attacked by two people, Ye Feng felt very exhausted. He unexpectedly found that Earl Clan was injured and fell in the grass. Xiaobai was struggling in the strong wind. It also wanted to rush over and bite the enemy, but it could not break through the rolling sound waves containing powerful energy.
Ye Feng felt that he was at a critical moment. A large dark cloud was gathering above his head. In less than half a minute, the violent rain of ice arrows would pour down. It was too late to use the wood spirit to build a tree shield at this time.
He suddenly had the idea of burning his boats and exerted his divine power to the limit.
The secret art of the ancient gods, warfare.
A domineering war that shocked the world and made the gods and ghosts weep.
A hatred that cannot be redeemed no matter life or death, reincarnation, war.
A rage that could split mountains and seas, kill any Buddha you meet, and kill any ghost you meet, and fight.
Under the guidance of the secret battle, Ye Feng's body suddenly swelled up, his blood vessels became more than twice as thick, and his height grew a lot taller. He was like a furious lion, and he let out a roar.
The fourth move, stacking combustion, came out in response to the situation.
Boom, boom, there was a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky, which startled the Dark Soul Elder's flute and made Willy's spell intermittent.
A divine power that shook the heavens and the earth, accompanied by a rain of swords, surged towards Elder Dark Soul and Willy like a tidal wave.
This force lifted up the ground, along with the huge rocks on the ground, the surging waves, and the sound waves, all of which were pushed back.
The Dark Soul Elder could no longer play the flute. The bone flute raised a white light shield and blocked it in front of him. He struggled hard against the raging divine power, but he felt a golden light in front of his eyes. The flying sword, with the help of the fierce momentum, used the unique skill of the Wind and Rain Sword Technique. The sky was full of wind and rain, and the Dark Soul Elder was heavily wrapped up.
Elder Dark Soul heard a sharp clicking sound coming from the bone flute in his hand. A black spot appeared on the bone flute, which was a spiritual weapon obtained from the Seven Evils Immortal more than a hundred years ago. Then, with the black spot as the center, strands of spider-like fine lines spread to the entire bone flute.
Boom! The bone flute could not withstand the combined attack of the fourth style of the Thai Emperor's Four Attacks, Stacked Burning, and Sky Full of Wind and Rain. It was instantly shattered into pieces and exploded like a small bomb.
Not only did it blow off the Dark Soul Elder's arm, causing blood to splatter, but it also caused the Dark Soul Elder's entire body to fly into the air and then fall heavily down.
Looking at Elder Dark Soul again, all his clothes were blown off, his body was covered in blood and turned into a pile of mud.