Chapter 569: The Ultimate Method

Mo Chenfeng's mouth was bleeding, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes showed a look of seeing a ghost. Si Tu

At this moment, he realized how powerful and insurmountable the opponent he wanted to kill was.

How old is he?

And even if the other party concealed some of his cultivation, it was obviously not a master of the virtual realm...

At this moment, Mo Chenfeng's heart was bleeding. He regretted it. He regretted that he should not offend such a person.

What Tianji Temple disciple wanted to kill someone, the other party should obediently wash his neck and kneel down to be slaughtered, which was simply a laughing stock.

Unfortunately, this world also has no regret medicine to sell. Mo Chenfeng's understanding was too late.

"I don't have time to play with you. Now, Prince Mo, I Ye Feng, let you know what despair is."

Ye Feng's figure was like lightning, and he flew to Mo Chenfeng's side.

"Ten thousand paths and people are destroyed!"

Mo Chenfeng was unwilling to sit and wait for death. He used his palm as a sword and stimulated a sword energy again. The coldness was whistling and there was a tendency to freeze the world.

Ye Feng, with his mouth slightly upturned, did not dodge or evade, allowing him to hit him.

"What?"

Nothing happened?

After a moment of shock, there were two crisp sounds, and Ye Feng's palm power instantly cut through Mo Chenfeng's arms, cutting off his arms at the shoulders.

Ah!

He screamed and fell to the ground with a plop.

Mo Chenfeng's face was pale, blood was pouring from his arms, and his body without arms was still struggling to retreat.

"You can't kill me. I am the eldest prince of the powerful country of Xitang and the heir to the monarch. If you kill me..." Looking at Ye Feng's tall figure, Mo Chenfeng suddenly screamed, but slowly, his shouting became lighter and lighter.

Because even he knew that since Ye Feng had the courage to cut off his arms, he naturally had no burden to kill him.

Saying this was just deceiving himself.

Sure enough, Ye Feng, who was approaching, had a cold voice and looked at this arrogant royal child with contempt.

"Don't say you are just a prince. Even if you are the king of Xitang or the master of your Tianji Palace, I will kill you if you piss off Ye Feng."

"You..." Knowing that there was no way out, Mo Chenfeng gritted his teeth and shouted, "Damn it, why don't you do it? Let's kill Ye Feng together!"

"Dragon power suppresses!"

Ah!

A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and suddenly, a golden dragon figure suddenly rushed out from Mo Chenfeng's chest.

The golden dragon shadow, which was dozens of feet long, roared, and the dragon power was mighty. In an instant, it rushed towards Ye Feng, and the dragon claws flashing with golden light were sharp and unmatched, grabbing Ye Feng's head like lightning.

This golden dragon shadow carried an ancient desolate and simple aura, especially the vast dragon power that was aroused, which enveloped Ye Feng, as if a great master with extremely powerful spirit launched a spiritual secret technique, making him unable to move.

Although it was not enough to make Ye Feng kneel down, it suppressed him so that he could not move.

The symptoms were exactly the same as when Zhu Shuanghua and others were shocked just now.

The same shocking secret technique, compared with the one triggered by Tang Chuxue, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, the difference is unknown. It can be seen from this that the golden dragon sealed in Mo Chenfeng's chest has an extraordinary origin and is his last means of survival. Its power is beyond everyone's imagination.

When Zhu Shuanghua and others saw that Ye Feng could not move, they all shot a trace of joy in their eyes, clenched the spiritual weapons in their hands, and attacked Ye Feng.

"Not good!"

Tang Chuxue was about to step forward to help, but just as she entered the area where Ye Feng was, a golden light shot out of the golden dragon's eyes, which blew her up like being struck by lightning, and her figure was instantly knocked dozens of feet away.

Ye Feng's brows showed a trace of solemnity.

How could a royal descendant like Mo Chenfeng, who was born noble, not have a means to hide in the bottom of the box?

Ye Feng did not take the attacks of Zhu Shuanghua and others seriously, but the claw of the golden dragon that rushed down brought Ye Feng a mountain of pressure.

Since this golden dragon could show such a strong dragon power to suppress, the attack of this dragon claw must be earth-shattering.

But now his spiritual thinking was suppressed by the dragon power, just like being oppressed by a ghost, his body could not move, and there was even no possibility of activating the "escape spell" to escape. In this way, it was simply a fantasy to want to avoid the attack of the golden dragon's claw.

The earth-shattering dragon claw came down with a shrill wind sound.

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to be killed by this claw, Mo Chenfeng and others had already seen surging joy in their eyes.

However, at this critical moment, suddenly, the stone tablet on Ye Feng's back, that is, the Jiujuetian Tablet, seemed to sense something, and suddenly vibrated a little, and then a few tadpole-like ancient characters quietly appeared on the inscription.

Under the shining golden light, no one could notice this scene.

One of the inconspicuous tadpoles suddenly jumped, as if it had opened a hole.

In an instant, the vast dragon power aroused by the golden dragon seemed to be inspired, and rushed into the hole one after another, as if it was swallowed by the tadpole. In just one or two breaths, it disappeared in an instant.

The tadpole, which was originally light ink-colored, had a hint of golden color. After flicking its tail, it swam shakily and slowly disappeared into the inscription.

The Nine Absolute Heavenly Monument returned to normal, and the overwhelming dragon aura disappeared at this moment. The people around only felt a flash of golden light, and the heavy feeling that oppressed their hearts disappeared.

Even Ye Feng didn't understand what happened.

However, he was very clear about one thing, that his body, which was originally unable to move, had returned to normal at this time.

At the same time, the golden dragon claw that was slapping at him like a destructive force was only a few feet away from him.

Ye Feng didn't have time to think too much, his vitality surged, and he used the "Kunpeng Nine Heavens" body movement to the extreme. The figure just shot out from under the golden dragon claw before the golden dragon claw slapped his head.

Boom...

The earth-shaking sound resounded around, dust flew up, and a huge pit several feet deep appeared on the extremely hard ground.

Zhu Shuanghua and other people who were close to him were all blown away by the loud noise. Several weaker warriors were even directly shocked by the powerful Yuanli and spurted blood.

Roar...

A vague dragon roar came from the air, and the golden dragon shadow faded. After a flash, it completely dissipated in the void.

The power of this claw was beyond everyone's imagination.

Not to mention that the innate warriors could not bear it, even if they were hit by the masters of the high level of the virtual realm, they would definitely be killed.

However, Ye Feng inexplicably escaped death, but Zhu Shuanghua and others were injured in the Dantian and internal organs by the Yuanqi fluctuations caused by the dragon claw...