Ye Feng responded sharply: "Whether we can get out of the Devil's Desert or not is not up to you."
The demon knight jumped off his horse, stood in front of Ye Feng majestically, and waved his spear. A black light cut through the sky, causing the air to buzz, like a dragon's roar.
"Boy, you are brave enough to accept the challenge of the Magic Knight. But it is useless to just talk. Let's do something practical. I will let you make the first move."
Ye Feng said to Jiang Yixue and the others, "You should retreat a thousand steps. It is best to use defensive armor to block it and avoid being affected by the aftermath of our power."
Helen asked curiously, "Do we have to retreat so far?"
Ye Feng said solemnly: "The opponent is a demon knight, and his strength is the same as that of an earthly immortal. Don't underestimate him."
Sister Ajuan raised the wristband in her hand, and a blue round shield appeared beside her. Different from the shield displayed by ordinary wristbands, this shield was engraved with exquisite patterns and emitted a faint blue light.
She said indignantly: "The spiritual weapon is not as good as the magic weapon, but this blue shield has ninety-nine defensive formations cast on it. I don't believe it can't stop the magic weapon."
Mo Yun sighed, "Sister Juan, you don't need to worry about the power of your blue shield. The main thing is whether Sect Master Ye can block the attack of the Demon Knight."
Chief Lao Qin stared at Ye Feng and the Demon Knight intently: "I think it's a bit risky. How can we ancient warriors defeat demons of the same level as immortals?"
Grandma Butterfly said to Sister Juan quietly with a sly smile: "I also think it is unlikely. Since we are not optimistic about Ye Feng, why don't we sneak into the Mosha Tower while Ye Feng is fighting the Demon Knight? Even if Ye Feng fails, we have already lit up the map, am I right?"
The Demon Knight's senses were extremely sensitive. He heard Grandma Butterfly's voice, raised his head, and looked past Ye Feng at Sister Ajuan and the others.
He showed an evil look and said, "Don't try to sneak into the Mosha Pagoda by chance. What do you think it is? A pagoda for you to visit?"
There was a clattering sound of gears on the Mosha Tower, and a faint black light appeared in each window of the Mosha Tower. The black light quickly condensed into arrows of light, with flashes of lightning and demonic energy lingering in between.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. Although they were still far away from the Mosha Tower, the energy contained in each arrow of light was like a mountain pressing on everyone's heart.
"It's a defense tower, the first gateway for us to protect the Demon Realm. Even the Golden Immortal doesn't dare to steal the tower. How dare you mortals come to steal the tower? It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. You are overestimating your own abilities."
Grandma Butterfly waved her hands and looked at everyone: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything just now."
The demon knight pointed his black iron spear at Ye Feng: "Come on, kid, let me see what you can do."
Ye Feng still had his left fist and right sword. The flying sword in his right hand emitted a faint three-color light. The outermost one was a blazing red light, the inner circle was blue light, and the middle one was a golden flowing rhythm.
But unlike usual, Ye Feng did not throw the flying sword into the air, nor did he use the wind and rain to split the flying sword into hundreds of small flying swords. Instead, he held the hilt tightly, pointing it diagonally towards the sky, and slowly injected the divine power in his blood into the flying sword.
The divine power in the blood of the ancient gods flowed into the flying sword like warm currents. The flying sword gradually lengthened and grew larger from the size of a dagger, and the temperature of the flame in the red light also gradually rose.
In the blink of an eye, the flying sword turned into a heavy sword that was five fingers wide and more than one meter long, but its changes were not limited to this, it was still gradually changing.
The red light of the sword gradually changed from a faint glow to a dazzling and hot one, as if it was a sword blank just taken out of a furnace, its light and energy were still gradually increasing.
Finally, with a loud bang, the flying sword began to burn fiercely, turning into a blazing and dazzling heavy sword of fire. The three colors of light were deeply intertwined and merged together, turning the blazing flames into purple-red with electric light swirling in it.
Sister Juan and the others could not help but stare in amazement, and exclaimed: "What kind of sword is this? I have never seen it before."
"The energy in the sword is so strong, it's no longer a spiritual weapon."
"Immortal weapon, I'm afraid only immortal weapon can have such powerful energy."
Ye Feng had fought with silver-armored warriors in the fairyland and knew that when fighting against them, his strength could not be dispersed, so it was not suitable to use flying sword techniques such as Sky Full of Wind and Rain.
The silver-armored warriors and demon knights were already very powerful, and were only stronger than those at the Realm of Solid Stars.
Unless one's strength is greater than theirs, one can use the flying sword technique on them. Otherwise, not only will one fail to hurt the opponent, but the flying sword that one has worked so hard to refine will most likely be destroyed by the opponent.
So as soon as he came up, Ye Feng merged himself with the flying sword.
The Demon Knight looked at the flaming heavy sword in Ye Feng's hand with a hint of surprise.
I originally thought that Ye Feng's ancient divine bloodline power would not be that strong, at most the initial stage of virtual star, but judging from the surging divine power, this kid at least has the strength of the initial stage of real star.
He said coldly, "Boy, no wonder you dare to accept my challenge, you are quite strong, quite interesting. I haven't fought a human for five thousand years. Don't think you are great just because you have divine power, you are still a human. Five thousand years ago, the human who fought with me died under my gun. You might as well go to the underworld and talk to him, you will definitely have a lot of common topics."
Ye Feng retorted, "It turns out that the demons also like to brag. I thought only humans were like that."
The Demon Knight was speechless after being ridiculed by Ye Feng. His hands flashed with black light. He shook his spear, and whoosh, a sound of breaking through the air was heard. The black iron spear was like a black meteor, cutting through the sky and stabbing towards Ye Feng's chest.
Ye Feng felt that within twenty meters around the black iron spear, it was within its power range. He couldn't dodge it at all, and Ye Feng didn't even think about dodging.
The wristband on the left wrist flashed a golden light and turned into a golden round shield. On the golden round shield, there were flashing circles of light, expanding from the center of the circle to the arc. Circles of concentric light grew from small to large, dazzling the eyes.
With a loud bang, the sharp and indestructible tip of the black iron spear pierced heavily into the golden round shield. The aftermath of the impact was like a whistling gale, rushing in all directions.
Sister Juan and the others had already received Ye Feng's suggestion and used blue shields to block the incoming shock wave. They felt countless violent gusts of wind coming, almost blowing them off their feet. It can be seen how great the energy of this shock wave is. It is even more imaginable how tremendous the force would be if they were stabbed by the Demon Knight's black iron spear.
Ye Feng raised the small golden shield on his left arm and took the shot from the Demon Knight. He was as steady as a rock, his expression was cold and he didn't show any emotion.