Huang Jue shouted: "It's him, he is Ye Feng."
Huang Ming's expression became serious, and his palms emitted a faint red light.
"Brother, we are lucky today. We met the most wanted criminal in the entire demon world."
Ye Feng sighed softly, "You are not lucky, you are unlucky. Originally, if you missed today to seek revenge, you might still be able to take revenge, but you came today and met us, you are dead."
When Ye Feng said the three words "dead", he turned his wrist and the Thunder Sword was like a three-colored stream of light, quickly rubbing out sparks in the air and shot towards the Huang brothers in the blink of an eye.
Huang Ming's palms kept striking in the air. With each strike, a red light spread out around like a halo, containing powerful demonic energy.
The demonic energy was scorching and violent, raising the dust on the ground like a tornado, mixed with red light, and rushed towards Ye Feng.
Although Ye Feng did not know the name of Huang Ming's Palm Technique, he knew from the raging magic energy that it was a powerful magic skill.
Ye Feng felt the red light coming towards him. The light and shadows contained tremendous pressure and surged towards him with overwhelming heat waves, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
Not only Ye Feng felt the pressure, but Jiang Yixiu and Wu Da beside him also felt the pressure and the rolling heat.
This rolling heat wave is very similar to the heat wave in the Flaming Flying Axe of Elder Qin of the Demon Axe Gang, but the Flaming Flying Axe can see the blazing flames, while the red light in Huang Ming's palm, although high in temperature and scorching, has no flames.
This red light without flame has a higher temperature, greater power, and is less likely to be detected.
If one's skill is weaker, and he tries to resist the burning palm force when it reaches him, he will probably be burned into charcoal by the high temperature.
Wu Da seemed to remember the name of this palm technique: "Devil Sun Palm, the unique skill of the Devil Sun Sect, no wonder it is so hot."
Sha Luo's face was serious. "This used to be the Devil Sun Palm, but after hundreds of years of improvement by the Huang family, this palm technique has been upgraded from the Devil Sun Palm to the Devil Sun Flowing Light. I thought no one in the Huang family could master this Devil Sun Flowing Light, but I didn't expect that Huang Ming, who is only in his early thirties, could master it. This shows how much resources the Huang family has invested in him."
To achieve success in any kind of martial arts, it is not just the hard work of the magic warrior himself, but it also requires the efforts of many generations of magic warriors, accumulation and sedimentation, and a lot of resources must be invested to achieve some small success.
Ye Feng sneered and said, "It's just an upgraded Demonic Sun Palm. It's nothing special."
Facing the scorching and surging dark sun light, wave after wave of heat, one higher than the other, one fiercer than the other. If Ye Feng couldn't take it, Jiang Yixue and Wu Da beside him would also suffer.
Moreover, this dark sun light is the nemesis of the Ice Fairy, and Jiang Yixiu will suffer greater trauma.
Ye Feng quickly performed the secret fighting technique of the ancient gods, and the divine energy in his body quickly increased dozens of times. His strength instantly increased from the virtual moon realm to the real moon realm.
"Try my surge."
Ye Feng's divine energy surged towards Mo Yang's light like an endless wave.
Boom, boom, boom...
The two extremely strong and masculine palm forces collided with each other, and a scorching air wave immediately rushed into the sky.
The temperature in the yard suddenly rose by more than ten degrees, and everyone felt the heat wave and sweated profusely.
Ye Feng was secretly surprised. Although the Demonic Sun Flowing Light was not as powerful as Elder Bing's Ice Dragon Qi, it was also the most threatening force Ye Feng had ever seen.
Ye Feng felt dozens of dark forces rushing towards him, and he had to use the spiritual shield again. A curtain of light blocked the surging hot undercurrent.
The sand and stones in the yard roared up as if they had experienced a storm tornado. It was not a huge tornado but dozens of small tornadoes that formed and rushed in all directions.
Jiang Yixue, Wu Da, Nangong Yang and Sha Luo were all behind Ye Feng and were protected by Ye Feng. Although they felt the heat wave, they did not feel too much pressure.
They kept wiping the sweat from their foreheads, feeling like a volcano erupting and a huge heat wave coming over them.
Jiang Yixue formed hand seals with her hands, and a stream of icy air whistled up, forming an ice shield that covered herself and the others.
Wu Da unexpectedly felt a cool breeze blowing, just like a sun shower and a cool breeze suddenly came in the hot summer.
"What are you doing? It's hot and cold at the same time. I'm almost dying of heat."
Wu Da complained, but his eyes were sparkling with excitement. He saw Ye Feng perform the first move of the Thai King's Four Strikes, the Surge. He had practiced this Surge for thousands of years, but Ye Feng had never been able to perform it with such layers of power.
Feeling that Wu Da was staring at him, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Did you see my surge clearly? This is the nineteenth level of surge, which contains nineteen levels of potential."
Huang Ming on the opposite side was also surprised, with a hint of fear in his eyes. His Magic Sun Flowing Light was also a method of exerting force with infinite potential, with at least thirty levels of potential, but it did not surpass the opponent's nineteen levels of potential. Obviously, the opponent's method of exerting force was better than his Magic Sun Flowing Light.
Huang Ming made a hand seal with his hands, and then moved his hands up and down to draw a semicircle. Another stream of magic sun light, carrying hot energy, rushed towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was not in a hurry. His fingers were as fast as picking flowers. He used the third move of the Thai Emperor's Four Strikes, which he modified into the Stone-Piercing Finger. He concentrated all the spiritual energy in his body into one finger, which was like an indestructible sharp needle, and pierced forward with a whistling sound.
Huang Ming's face changed. After he released the Magic Sun Stream, he did not feel any strong resistance like when he attacked Ye Feng just now. He was a little surprised, thinking that this time his raging Magic Sun Stream would envelop the opponent and burn him into charcoal.
But he suddenly felt a sharp energy, like a sharp needle, piercing into his Demonic Sun Flowing Light. In the middle of his turbulent Demonic Sun Flowing Light, the powerful energy actually collapsed.
The sharp needle pierced through the center of his palm quickly, as fast as a flash of lightning.
He wanted to withdraw his palm quickly, but it was too late.
That energy was silent, urgent and fast.
He felt as if his palm was suddenly pricked by a needle. A huge pain extended from the palm to the arm and then to his magic core at an extremely fast speed.
He was so frightened that he almost screamed.
He had no way of dodging it and felt his heart suddenly shrink and a huge pain spread to his internal organs.
He opened his mouth wide, with an incredible look on his face, staring at Ye Feng blankly.
How is this possible? What kind of energy is this? How can it break my magic sun light
He was screaming in his heart, his face turned deathly gray, his hands drooped weakly, and a tearing sound came from deep within the magic core.