Chapter 912 Leave Everything to Me

"Brother Lin?!"

Hearing Xuan Jing's shrill cry, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, his head was roaring, and then his spiritual perception comparable to that of a half-step king poured out like a flood, scanning the entire battlefield. Later, he found that Lin Tujue, who was carried back to the camp by the disciples of the Astrology Temple, was covered in blood and had a huge wound on his back. He was lying on the ground without a sound, as quiet as a sleeping baby. Si Tu Reading.\nＣＯＭ

Ye Feng's dark pupils shrank suddenly, and after gathering his spiritual perception, he carefully scanned Lin Tujue's body and finally felt a very slight heartbeat.

This made Ye Feng feel a little relieved.

Lin Tujue is not dead yet.

If he is not dead, there is a chance.

No matter how serious the injury is, the Astrology Temple will definitely save him.

The girl in his arms was still crying sadly. Ye Feng seemed to have decided something. He hugged the girl's warm body, who was shaking constantly, and stretched out his palm to gently wipe away Xuan Jing's tears like pear blossoms in the rain.

"Brother Lin is still alive."

"Don't worry, it's okay. Leave the rest to me."

The gentle voice cheered up Xuan Jing's trembling heart, and her nervous mood was relieved at this moment. Hearing that Lin Tujue was still alive, Xuan Jing's crying gradually slowed down.

She looked up at Ye Feng, whose face was gentle under the moonlight, but whose eyes were full of infinite murderous intent, and nodded obediently: "I'll go take care of Brother Lin, Ye Feng, you... be careful!"

"Yeah!"

Rubbing Xuan Jing's head, Ye Feng turned around, and a monstrous bloody breath suddenly burst out from him. At this moment, Ye Feng's young face had a chilling and ferocious smile and murderous intent.

Although he was not from the Astrology View, he was the one to avenge the Astrology View.

"You... all have to die!"

The figure soared into the sky, and the fiery red wings of the Vermillion Bird released a palpitating breath of vastness. The green flames rose again, and the Kunpeng Nine Heavens Body Technique was also stepped on by Ye Feng.

At this moment, Ye Feng showed no mercy, his flashing figure turned into a green light, and attacked the Demon Sect fiercely.

"Who do you think you are? With your fourth-level cultivation in the Void Realm, you still want to be a hero and save the beauty? Do you still want to be the savior?"

"Today, this Forbidden City is your grave!"

Yu Mie spat fiercely, showing his disdain for Ye Feng.

With his powerful strength in the early ninth level of the Void Realm, those little warriors in the fourth and fifth levels of the Void Realm usually don't need to take action by themselves, just a glance can scare the other party.

Even if Ye Feng is a "son of luck", so what?

It's just right to kill this person and seize the huge luck that is bred in him.

The bloody martial soul phantom "Blood Soul Giant Scorpion" appeared above Yu Mie's head again. Although his martial soul phantom was severely injured by Xuan Jing's "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" before, after a period of repair, Yu Mie's injuries have almost recovered, and the "Blood Soul Giant Scorpion" has also recovered a lot of power.

A bloody aura spread over the battlefield.

Although he looked down on Ye Feng's cultivation, now that the disciples of Qianniaozhai were about to arrive on the battlefield, in order to quickly decide the battle, Yu Mie still displayed the most powerful martial soul phantom.

A burst of scarlet light flashed in the air, and the poisonous tail sting of the blood soul giant scorpion instantly met the attacking green figure and Ye Feng with a monstrous murderous aura. Under the tense eyes of everyone on the field, they collided with each other.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar resounded throughout the entire area.

In the center, the violent shock caused a lot of dust to spread, which also covered up the specific situation, making all the spectators feel nervous.

Especially the disciples of Xingxiangguan were concerned.

"Don't know whether to live or die. A mere fourth-level nobody dared to take on Senior Brother Yu Mie's martial soul phantom? This kid must be out of his mind."

"That's right, wait for Senior Brother Yu Mie to kill this guy, and all the disciples of Xingxiangguan will be killed..."

"What are you waiting for? Let's do it. That kid is probably dead in there."

"..."

Endless discussions came from the Demon Sect. Yu Mie also looked at the dust in front of him with disdain, as if he sneered at Ye Feng's attack.

However, in the next moment, his expression was dull, because he felt that the martial soul phantom in his mind that could communicate with him had instantly cut off contact with him.

At the same time, a green figure with the momentum of a tornado shot out from the dust in front of him and rushed straight towards Yu Mie. Looking at the speed, it seemed to be three times faster than before.

"How..."

"How could this happen?"

"Where is my martial soul phantom? My blood soul giant scorpion is a second-grade medium martial soul..."

At this moment, Yu Mie's eyes finally showed deep fear. He completely lost contact with his own martial soul, causing him to vomit several mouthfuls of blood. His ninth-level cultivation in the virtual realm actually began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Swish..."

His figure flashed at high speed, leaving an illusory afterimage in the air. The demon sect warriors who were about to rush forward saw a green light flash past and instantly rushed towards Yu Mie, who seemed to be stunned.

"Help!"

"Brother Zhao, Zhao Qiankun, quickly help me."

Sensing the destruction of his own martial soul and the decline of his realm, Yu Mie was so scared that his soul was out of his body and he retreated towards Zhao Qiankun.

"Damn it, didn't you say you were going to kill Ye Feng? How come you couldn't even resist one move?"

Zhao Qiankun cursed this guy countless times in his heart.

But for the sake of the overall situation, he decided to help Yu Mie first and get rid of Ye Feng.

He didn't believe that he and Yu Mie, two 72nd Disha masters on the Xuanmo List, could not deal with a fourth-level virtual realm warrior?

The light bloomed.

The huge petals of the Mandragora Magic Flower, although still with scattered holes, were still summoned by Zhao Qiankun to protect Zhao Qiankun himself and Yu Mie who were rushing towards him. Then, both of them were filled with a strong bloody aura.

The two powerful demon sect masters are finally about to join forces to launch a fierce attack...

"Jingtao Paiyun Palm! The clouds break and the sky opens!"

Under the dark night, as Ye Feng's emotionless and cold voice sounded, the thick dark clouds in the sky seemed to be broken by the power of this palm, and a round of white moon appeared again.

At the same time, a green figure appeared in front of Yu Mie and Zhao Qiankun under the moonlight.

"Not good! Why is this aura so strong?"

"Could it be... Heaven-level martial arts!"

Facing Ye Feng's "Cloud Breaking Sky Open" palm head-on, the two people showed horror in their eyes.

Zhao Qiankun's "Mandragora Magic Flower" phantom turned around and wrapped the two people at the same time again. Then, huge blood essence auras burst out from them.

Two powerful martial arts were also condensed in an instant.

Yu Mie and Zhao Qiankun could only grit their teeth and go head-on with the massive heavenly martial arts that Ye Feng had inspired.