Chapter 845 The Disappearing Martial Spirit

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Yin Jiuyi never thought that Ye Feng, who was so outstanding in martial arts, could actually be a spiritual master.

Caught off guard, he felt as if he had been stabbed hard by something in his mind. He immediately felt dizzy and felt severe pain, which made him unable to help but stagnate.

"good chance!"

Ye Feng keenly seized this moment of opportunity.

With a roar, the "green black fire" soared outside his body, transformed into a fire bird with spread wings, and flew towards Yin Jiuyi's body.

At the same time, the "Ten Directions Bagua Fist" in his hand was also shining brightly. After breaking through the Yin Qi defense, it invaded the black cloud.

A crack spread from inside the black light group, and then spread to all sides. After a loud "bang", the entire black cloud of Yin Qi was shattered into four pieces at this moment.

"not good!"

As the black light group exploded, Yin Jiuyi on the other side, who had just recovered from his unconscious state, spat out a mouthful of blood. Before he could react, the firebird transformed by the "Green Black Fire" was already like a tarsal bone. Like maggots, it burned violently on his vitality armor.

Flame is the nemesis of all yin energy, not to mention the flame inspired by Ye Feng, which is the famous Qingwu Youhuo on the list of strange fires.

In an instant, all the vitality armor on Yin Jiuyi's body was reduced to ashes. Burned by the strange fire, the demon's eyesight went dark, he fell to the ground, and his breath quickly weakened.

Ye Feng, who withdrew the ghost fire, dropped his arms and gasped for air.

At this moment, Ye Feng had also reached the point where he was running out of gas. However, as he stood there, looking at Yin Jiuyi, he felt a sense of pride rising.

He... actually defeated a strong man of the ninth level of the virtual realm head-on.

Although there was a bit of luck in winning this battle, and it was still with the help of the Demon Flame Dragon Lion, but no matter what, Ye Feng had the last laugh in the end.

This Xuanyin Cult demon is indeed extremely powerful. If Ye Feng hadn't used an unpreventable mental attack at the last moment, causing him to lose consciousness for a moment, he might not have been the winner in this competition.

Not to mention that he had all his trump cards, he was also seriously injured, and the bones and muscles of his left arm were completely severed. You can imagine the danger of the battle just now.

If you win, that’s good!

Slowly recovering the energy in his body, Ye Feng glanced at it and took the opportunity to put the demon flame dragon and lion rolling on the other side into the spirit beast bag.

When the body of the dragon and lion disappeared, the Yin ghost that wrapped around the body of the Dragon and lion and absorbed the ghost flew up like a headless fly. After being unable to sense the message from Yin Jiuyi for a long time, the Yin ghost let out a "hoo!" It turned into countless black energy and erupted into a shrill ghost cry in the void. It dissipated like a dark wind and disappeared without a trace within Ye Feng's field of vision.

Only at this moment did Ye Feng feel completely at ease.

If this evil ghost has independent intelligence, he may not be able to destroy it when he is exhausted.

He calmed down his chaotic vitality and prepared to walk towards Yin Jiuyi, whose whole body was scorched black and whose breath was extremely low. It could be said that he was almost on the verge of death.

However, just as Ye Feng's footsteps moved, something suddenly happened in the collapsed pile of rocks in the cave not far away, and a small black man as big as a palm flew up from it.

This villain's face was somewhat similar to the original black haze, and his expression was panicked. After seeing Yin Jiuyi lying on the ground, he was even more panic-stricken and dived straight into the opponent's head.

The little black man disappeared, but at this moment, Yin Jiuyi's fingers on the ground began to wriggle.

"Holy shit!"

Of course, Ye Feng knew exactly what the little black man was. It was the martial spirit generated by the Podan after the black mist magician was promoted to the King Realm.

Why is this martial spirit still there, but Wang Haoran's figure is nowhere to be seen?

Could it be that Elder Wang died tragically in the battle with the black mist magician?

That would be really bad.

Ye Feng understood that without the support of Wang Haoran, a strong man in the king realm, it would be impossible for him to clear away Tongmo's grievances for Duan Qingjiang.

As a result, everything I have done these days will become useless.

Stopping where he was, he looked at Yin Jiuyi not far away with vigilant eyes.

After a while, this guy actually stood up unsteadily.

Although his breath was still extremely low, this action was enough to show that he was not dead yet.

Yin Jiuyi is still alive!

Ignore Wang Haoran for now, let’s get rid of this guy completely.

Ye Feng ran forward for a few steps, approaching a certain distance from Yin Jiuyi. Although the black mist martial spirit entered his body at this moment, making Yin Jiuyi come back to life, he should not have enough ability to fight again at this moment.

We must take advantage of his illness to kill him.

Without saying a word, Ye Feng fired a "fire bomb" away. As the fire bomb approached Yin Jiuyi's body, a purple thunder light sank into it.

He wanted to see if Yin Jiuyi could hold on!

If Yin Jiuyi, who was empowered by the martial spirit, could only struggle to get up, then Ye Feng was somewhat reassured that a "Thunder Fire Bullet" was enough to completely lift him to heaven.

But if the other party is okay when this thunder bomb explodes, then he is really in danger.

Ye Feng will run away at all costs.

According to the strength he has left now, condensing a thunder and fire bullet is already the limit. It is impossible for him to fight again.

"boom……"

The thunder and fire bomb exploded without any obstruction. Yin Jiuyi was covered in blood and flesh, his hands, feet, and limbs were blown to pieces, and his entire body was also blasted out by the explosion.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng felt relieved.

Even if Yin Jiuyi comes back from the dead, he doesn't have much ability to fight back at this moment. His hands and feet were blown off by thunder and fire bombs, and Ye Feng feels that there is no need to be afraid of him.

After making up his mind, Ye Feng took a few steps forward involuntarily. However, just as he approached Yin Jiuyi, took out the Burning Moon Sword and wanted to cut off the demon's head with one blow, suddenly, only The Yin Jiuyi on the torso and head suddenly opened his eyes, which were closed tightly, and there was an extremely weird smile in his eyes.

The pitch-black figure that had submerged above his head spurted out of Yin Jiuyi's mouth at this moment. It just flashed and then shot towards Ye Feng extremely quickly.

"not good!"

In an instant, Ye Feng was startled and broke into a cold sweat. He used the little strength he had barely accumulated and quickly retreated.

But the pitch-black villain was much faster than him. In the blink of an eye, he had already reached the top of Ye Feng's head, grinning and letting out a silent laugh.

Then the little man jumped up high and plunged into Ye Feng's Tianmen with a fierce movement.

Ye Feng's vision went dark, his mind was confused, and his figure was shaky. However, after just a moment of daze, he regained consciousness.

Using his mental power to search up and down the divine sea, Ye Feng wanted to find the king-level martial spirit of the Black Mist Demon Master and drive it out. However, no matter how much he searched and searched, he could not detect any trace of the dark villain at all.

It seems that the weird scene just now was just an illusion...