The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

"If the fight continues like this, I don't know how long it will take to decide the winner."

Ye Feng stood on the top of the broken mountain, looked at Chen Feng opposite, and suddenly hesitated.

In this battle, if he wants to win against Chen Feng, he must use the power of the demigod realm, but he has only used this power a few days ago, and his body is already under load. If he uses it again before his body has fully recovered Ye Feng was not sure whether his body could bear it.

As if he knew what Ye Feng was thinking, Chen Feng suddenly crossed his legs again and sat on the top of the mountain. After a while, Ye Feng felt gusts of air flowing inside the mountain, while Chen Feng, who was sitting on the top of the mountain, was sitting on the top of the mountain. The majesty is getting worse.

"Okay! Since you want to force me, then I will fulfill you."

Seeing that Chen Feng wanted to force him to fight, Ye Feng finally stopped hesitating. After a loud laugh, there was no wind around his body, and a blood-red air mass began to emerge from his body, covering it.

At this moment, what happened outside Fengsha City was repeated in Yu Jiulong Mountain Range.

The crowd at the foot of the mountain could only see faint red air masses gushing out from the flowers, plants and trees in all directions, converging in one direction.

What frightened them the most was that almost all of the people standing here had a dense air mass gushing out from their bodies, quickly rushing towards the top of the mountain.

Among them, Long Yuetian and Master Ma have the strongest aura.

Looking at the red air mass that was forcibly stripped away from his body, Long Yuetian frowned, and murmured: "Plundering the air of living beings?"

On the top of the mountain, countless air masses from all over the world rushed towards Ye Feng crazily. In just a moment, the originally thin red air mass that enveloped Ye Feng's body gradually became thicker.

On the opposite side, Chen Feng, who had already used the energy of the dragon's veins for his own use, couldn't help but frown. After hesitating for a while, he waved his hand, and a golden horse slammed towards Ye Feng.

He didn't want to wait for Ye Feng to finish gathering Qi. At that time, Ye Feng would definitely be a big trouble for him.

The golden-yellow horse, like a huge whip, hit the red air mass, but the air mass was only a little thinner, and soon, it was replenished by the constantly filling small air mass.

Unwilling, Chen Feng attacked a few more times, but the air mass never dissipated. Every time he attacked, the red air mass only dissipated a little, but correspondingly, the golden horses also disappeared without a trace.

In just a few minutes, Chen Feng felt that a quarter of the energy of the dragon veins contained in the Jiulong Mountain had been consumed.

Seeing that the air mass could not be broken, Chen Feng simply stopped wasting the energy of the dragon veins and waited patiently.

And this wait is half an hour.

When Ye Feng reappeared from the red air mass, blood was already flowing from his seven orifices, and it seemed that his condition was not very good.

Continuous use of the power of the demigod realm really put a huge load on his body.

"Why bother?"

Seeing this, Chen Feng couldn't help but shook his head and sighed lightly.

Of course, he was just talking about it. He had to fight Ye Feng in this battle, and he had to repay Li Chao's favor.

"Why talk so much nonsense, kill you, everything is worth it."

The blood from the seven orifices made Ye Feng a little hideous, and with the burst of murderous aura all over his body, he instantly descended like a god of death.

After saying that, Ye Feng raised his right hand slightly, and the invisible air flow began to gather in Ye Feng's hand, and in an instant, a blood-red sword appeared.

"Half God Realm... Can you change your aura at will?"

Chen Feng murmured in a low voice, with a hint of longing on his face.

In the situation where the god realm has not emerged for a thousand years, the demigod represents the highest realm of warriors. Chen Feng has always been yearning for this realm that has not yet emerged for a hundred years, but has hope.

But in the end, Chen Feng could only shake his head with a wry smile.

He knew that after this battle, no matter whether he wins or loses, his cultivation will regress. In this life, he may never have the chance to become a demigod again.

"Since you can't reach the demigod, then let me take advantage of the energy of the dragon veins and let me feel the power of the demigod."

Chen Feng yelled angrily, and raised his right hand lightly, imitating the example. Immediately, the energy of the dragon vein gathered, and a lifelike long sword of a coiling dragon appeared instantly.

The collision of the knife and the sword, at this moment, changed the color of the world. The originally blue sky on the Jiulong Mountains turned into a vision of red and yellow at this moment.

The color of the golden dragon veins was intertwined with the blood-red murderous aura. Under the sky, Ye Feng, who was holding a knife, was also intersecting with Chen Feng, who was holding a sword.

The people at the foot of the mountain were already speechless from the shock of the battle. At this time, the people were no longer irritable when they couldn't see the details of the top of the mountain. When the sky began to change, everyone was terrified.

"Is the demigod state so terrifying? Can even change the sky?"

Master Ma, who knew a little bit of information, looked up, not hiding his astonishment.

"Ye Feng doesn't know why he can plunder the energy of living beings, but Chen Feng can use the energy of dragon veins to step into the demigod. If Ye Feng was not there, I am afraid that the title of Huaguo Martial Arts No. 1 would have been taken by Chen Feng long ago." go."

Long Yuetian raised his neck and looked at the top of the mountain without blinking.

As he has entered the Tao, his eyesight is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. He can barely see the battle on the top of the mountain carefully.

Of course, it wasn't because of his lack of eyesight that he was reluctant, but because Ye Feng and Chen Feng moved too fast, so fast that even he, a master of Taoism, could barely see their movements clearly.

"The Chen family has cultivated this dragon vein for hundreds of years, and it is so powerful. It's no exaggeration that the Chen family has guarded the Jiulong Mountain Range for generations!"

Looking at the vision in the sky at this moment, Li Chao, an ordinary person, yearned for it.

On the top of the mountain, with every collision between Ye Feng and Chen Feng, there will inevitably be golden or red airflow escaping around. Soon there will be a surge of air in the hands of the two, and a handful will gather again.

And in the process of these two swords continuously dissipating and reuniting, the qi around the two of them is also constantly thinning.

It was the first time that Ye Feng met an opponent who could fight against a demigod. Ye Feng had a difficult fight, but he was also a little excited. While fighting, he didn't forget to ask: "I'm curious, what kind of favor did Li Chao sell to you?" , so that you have to sacrifice your life to embarrass me."

Chen Feng knew that these words were intended to distract him, so he didn't intend to answer at all.

After the two separated again, Ye Feng, whose breath was already very weak, suddenly laughed, making Chen Feng frown, and at the same time, a bad premonition rose in his heart.