The strong wind created by Wang Meng's big iron hammer was enough to knock people down. Every time the hammer came down, it either broke the tables and chairs or smashed the floor into pieces, but it never hit Ye Feng.
Ye Feng looked nonchalant and laughed at Wang Meng's one-eyed man, making Wang Meng so angry that he screamed.
Ye Feng looked relaxed, but he was actually very nervous inside.
The magic runes on the Demon Star Hammer had a faint black light, which was not obvious, but Ye Feng felt that each rune emitted a kind of energy.
He activated his divine eyes and revealed the secret. This magic star hammer, which was said to have been used by the ancient Demon Emperor, was indeed extraordinary and a powerful magic weapon.
An ink-like energy flowed in those runes, merging with the magic energy in Wang Meng's body and replenishing the magic energy consumed by Wang Meng.
So even though Wang Meng is only at the sixth level of magic power, the attack power of the Magic Star Hammer is at least at the Demon Lord level.
This magic weapon is like the immortal weapon Thunder Sword and the divine weapon Dragon Shuttle. It will replenish the energy of the owner and enhance the power instead of consuming strength.
This Magic Star Hammer can not only replenish the magic energy consumed by Lord Yun Wang Meng, but also the runes on the Magic Star Hammer are constantly absorbing bits of black light from the sky. That is energy from the sky and is invisible to the naked eye.
Ye Feng then understood the meaning of the word "Demon Star" in the name of the Demon Star Hammer. This Demon Star Hammer could actually attract the power of the stars in the sky. No wonder Wang Meng smashed it dozens of times in a row, each hammer having a force of over a thousand pounds, and Wang Meng did not feel tired at all.
Otherwise, even a magic and martial arts master at the level of Demon Lord would probably feel tired.
Ye Feng deliberately used words to provoke Wang Meng, making him so angry that he used up all his strength. He wanted to wait until he was exhausted and then teach him a lesson. Unexpectedly, this process took unexpectedly long.
On the contrary, Ye Feng felt a little tired, because he used the top-level Luo Yan Step in every step, which consumed a lot of divine energy. It seemed that wanting to exhaust Wang Meng's strength was not a wise decision.
After dozens of hammers hit the lobby, the entire hotel was smashed like it had been through a tornado, with broken walls, garbage everywhere, and even the glass curtain wall was smashed.
Ye Feng leaped from the broken glass curtain wall onto the street. With a flick of his wrist, the golden Thunder Sword floated in front of him.
Wang Meng was a little surprised: "Boy, you can actually use a flying sword, are you a disciple of the Demon Sword Sect?"
Except for Huan Ji, no one, including Huan Yong, thought that Ye Feng would be a human being. They did not realize that Ye Feng used illusion.
Ye Feng sneered: "Why do you care which sect I belong to?"
The best defense is offense.
Ye Feng changed his offensive strategy and stopped defending blindly. He used his flying sword.
The sky was filled with sword lights like a violent storm, sweeping Wang Meng into it.
Wang Meng's cultivation was only at the sixth level of magic power. Facing the dense sword light, he was a little nervous. The magic star hammer in his hand danced out a black light shield, blocking Ye Feng's flying sword.
The Thunder Sword not only burst out with dazzling golden light, like the light of the sun, but also made Wang Meng almost unable to open his eyes. He closed his eyes, swung the Magic Star Hammer, and roared wildly: "Boy, don't think you are great just because you have a flying sword. Even if you are a Daluo Jinxian, I am not afraid of you."
Seeing that the boss was shrouded in the sharp sword light and seemed to be at a disadvantage and looked nervous, Wang Meng's men, some holding swords and some holding magic crystal guns, attacked Ye Feng one after another.
When Huan Ji saw dozens of people surrounding Ye Feng, she was worried that he was no match for them. Her expression became nervous, and she pinched a spell with her fingers and was about to cast an illusion to help Ye Feng.
But Huan Yong grabbed Huan Ji's sleeve and shouted fiercely, "What do you want to do? If you help that kid, you will become the enemy of the Wang family. You may not care, but don't implicate us."
Huan Ji's face was as cold as frost: "Brother, you are so servile to Wang Meng and so mean to me, are you still my brother?"
Huan Yong's face flushed. He had indeed gone too far, but he did not admit his mistake. Instead, he sneered and said, "It is precisely because you are my junior sister that I advise you not to go against the Wang family. Otherwise, even Master cannot save you."
At this time, screams were heard one after another on the streets. The strong demon men who besieged Ye Feng had their throats cut by the Thunder Sword from time to time, and blood spurted out like fountains.
They desperately covered their throats, trying to hold down the bleeding wounds, but it was no use and the blood continued to spurt out from between their fingers.
The fallen demon man let out a terrifying scream before he died. The scream sounded particularly harsh in the dark night, cutting through the darkness and spreading into the distance.
The Mantianyanyu sword technique that Ye Feng displayed was Gui Wuya's original sword technique, which was most suitable for attacking many targets. After a while, more than dozens of demon men fell to the ground, most of them died tragically under Ye Feng's sword.
Seeing Ye Feng's sharp and brutal killing method, Huan Yong suddenly had a familiar feeling. He stared at Ye Feng nervously. He remembered that when he escaped from Nanyu City that day, the devil Ye Feng used such a flying sword.
The two men's killing methods are so similar, one is a human and the other is a demon.
He felt something strange on Ye Feng's face, as if he was hallucinating. He screamed in horror: "You, who are you? Are you..."
Ye Feng noticed the change in Huan Yong's expression and knew that he was suspicious.
This is also the reason why Ye Feng does not want to use the flying sword. Once he uses the flying sword, some people will become suspicious of his true identity, especially those who have seen him use the flying sword, like Huan Yong.
Ye Feng smiled at Huan Yong and made a gesture of wiping his neck, which frightened Huan Yong so much that he stepped back quickly.
"He, he is Ye Feng, the devil of demons. He used illusion to transform into a demon."
Huan Yong's words were like a thunderclap to Wang Meng.
Facing the rain of swords from the sky, Wang Meng felt a strong pressure and waved the Magic Star Hammer desperately, struggling to hold on.
Although he has the Demon Star Hammer and his strength has almost reached the level of a Demon Lord, there is still a gap between him and a true Demon Lord-level master.
When Wang Meng heard that the other party was a demon of evil, he felt a chill rising up his spine.
If the other party was a demon, Wang Meng would not care too much and would at most fight to a draw with the other party. However, after hearing Ye Feng's name, he felt a little more fear in his heart.
Ye Feng's name has spread among the demons. The one who was able to slaughter two thousand demon warriors in the woods is definitely not just one person, but a demon among demons.
The one who could lead the coalition forces of humans and demons and annihilate hundreds of thousands of demon troops was definitely not just one person but a demon among demons.
There are more and more rumors about Ye Feng, especially after he cut off the arm of Feiying Demon Lord of the Demon Shadow Sect. The demons hate and fear Ye Feng, and they all pray that they will never encounter this evil demon.