Chapter 2119: What a Ghost

Without mercy, Ye Feng gave a signal to let the Demon Flame Dragon Lion kill the half-saint under its claws. Si Tu

Then he looked at Ling Ming and said, "It's okay if we're on the way, and it doesn't matter if we have the same destination. This is just a special place, not a unique treasure."

"But you are so aggressive, thinking that you are stronger than us, and you want to kill people right away?"

"At this point, do you think you can be our opponent?"

"Roar..."

The Demon Flame Dragon Lion cooperated very well, roared at Ling Ming, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

"Hahaha, the strong prey on the weak, an ant like you, are you worthy of living in the same place with us?"

Ling Ming laughed out loud, and then said with contempt: "It's just a half-saint monster. It may be useful against other warriors, but if you want to deal with me, that's... a fool's dream!"

As the words fell, his momentum began to slowly rise.

Ye Feng frowned, and a bit of astonishment appeared on his face.

"This is... the aura of the Saint Realm... You, are not a half-saint? Have you entered the Saint Realm?!"

He stared at Lingming intently.

Lingming's rising aura made him extremely familiar.

Ye Feng would never sense any mistakes. The aura displayed by the other party was indeed the aura of the Saint Realm.

In addition, this person dared not panic after seeing his companions being killed by the lion king, which made Ye Feng even more certain.

The other party... was actually in the Saint Realm! !

Yang Zhen, who was following behind Ye Feng, showed a panicked look in an instant.

The gap between the half-saint and the real Saint Realm is not a little bit.

Ye Feng could easily kill the half-saint, but facing the real Saint Realm, even if it was only the first level of the Saint Realm, he might not have a chance of winning.

Anxious Yang Zhen wanted to pull Ye Feng up and turn around to escape.

But...

Apart from a cautious look, Ye Feng did not make any other movements, but stared at Lingming with burning eyes.

Running is useless.

In this situation, how could he let the two of them run away?

Unless he used the Wanli Instantaneous Talisman, but in this case, all his previous efforts would be wasted. How could Ye Feng be willing to do that?

"You are quite knowledgeable. If it weren't for some reasons, I had to temporarily seal my cultivation. You, an ant, would not even be qualified to see me!"

Lingming said in a cold tone.

At this time, he seemed like a high god.

Ye Feng was surprised, but his reaction was very quick.

It seems that this person only talked and did not take action directly. Is he trying to unseal the seal on his body?

"Dragon Lion, go."

In a flash, Ye Feng commanded the Demon Flame Dragon Lion to harass him and delay the speed of the other party's unsealing.

As for himself, he took out the Demon King's bow directly, and drove the "riot" secret method. Under the increase of Yuanli, he shot two arrows in succession!

Two arrows pierced the void, like a meteor falling to the ground, and shot towards Lingming.

At this time, there was only a glimmer of hope if he killed him before the other party had not yet completed the unsealing.

Otherwise, once that person is unsealed, it will be difficult for the two of them to escape.

"Huh?"

"Saint weapon? It's actually a top-level saint weapon?"

Seeing the power of the Demon King's bow, Lingming was stunned at first, and then sneered.

"If you have a semi-saint cultivation now, such a saint weapon can indeed bring some threats to me. It's a pity that such a good saint weapon is in the hands of an ant like you. It's simply a waste of heaven."

"Or... give it to me obediently."

The power of the Demon King's bow is so strong that it can easily kill a semi-saint in seconds.

However, the two consecutive arrows did not bring Lingming too much trouble.

He just raised his fingers, his body trembled twice, and a blood-red Yuanli armor was formed. The Yuanqi arrows shot by the Demon King's bow, which was invincible, only triggered two ripples on the Yuanli armor.

It didn't even break the armor.

Ye Feng was shocked: "You... are not an ordinary saint!"

If it was just an ordinary saint who had only survived one or two heavenly tribulations, these two arrows would be enough to hurt the other party at this moment when he was not completely unsealed.

And it was obvious that Lingming's strength was not as simple as just surviving one or two heavenly tribulations.

This made Ye Feng's heart sink to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

Facing a saint who had survived more than three heavenly tribulations, he had no possibility of resistance.

Is it really the only way to escape by teleporting?

"Ants don't need to know so much, not to mention that they are dying ants."

Lingming did not answer Ye Feng's question, but still said it in that cold and condescending tone.

At the same time, the figure took a step forward and pointed out with one finger.

On the fingertips, there was a surging holy power, which bombarded the head of the Demon Flame Dragon Lion.

After the Demon Flame Dragon Lion turned over, it retreated, and then stood in place and kept roaring, but did not dare to move forward.

Monsters are more sensitive to danger.

It is obvious that the Demon Flame Dragon Lion also sensed Lingming's strength and was afraid.

"Come back."

Ye Feng couldn't bear to let the Demon Flame Dragon Lion suffer a heavy blow, so he called out and put it into his spiritual handbag.

He took several pills in a row, pulled the Demon King's bow with all his strength, and shot another arrow.

This arrow gathered all of Ye Feng's strength.

Burn the boats!

There is no other choice, only to try his best and severely injure Lingming, there is a chance to survive.

Ye Feng didn't care about continuing to retain his strength.

Boom!

The power of the arrow struck hard.

Ling Ming originally had a contemptuous smile on his face and didn't care about the power of the arrow. He wanted to repeat his old trick and use his Yuanli armor to block the arrow.

However, when the power from the arrow exploded on his body, his expression suddenly changed.

Boom.

This arrow actually penetrated the Yuanli armor and hit his shoulder.

There was a flash of blood.

"Damn it, you're just an ant, you actually hurt me. I will make sure that you can't live or die!"

Ling Ming made a cold shout, pointed his finger on his shoulder, and used his holy power to stop the bleeding and heal the injury.

At this moment, the aura on his body was rising steadily, and he was already infinitely close to the saint who had survived three heavenly tribulations.

Ye Feng's face turned pale.

The arrow he shot with all his strength only caused Lingming a slight injury that was not fatal. Now, he had no extra strength to continue using the Demon King's Divine Bow.

The Holy Realm, even the Holy Realm that sealed his cultivation, made him feel powerless.

The holy power surged, and a saint's coercion rushed towards his face.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and stood, with blood spilling between his mouth and nose.

"Ant! It is the honor of your life to be lucky enough to see your own power."

Ling Ming was like a god from above, looking down at Ye Feng and pointing out something from the distance.

Cold, bone-chilling.

Let Ye Feng feel the breath of death.

He wanted to move, to resist, to escape.

But he was locked in place, unable to move at all.

"No, no, Senior Brother Ye!"

Yang Zhen, who was extremely frightened and didn't know where he got the courage, flew forward and tried to block Ye Feng.

"Noisy!"

But Ling Ming just snorted coldly, waved his hand, and flew backwards, landing heavily on the ground, with many bones in his body broken.

"Are you going to die..."

Ye Feng was unwilling, but had no choice.

He could only watch helplessly as the power arrived in an instant and landed between his eyebrows.

However, the next moment, he didn't feel any pain.

Ye Feng even closed his eyes and was ready to face death, but found that not only was he not dead, he was not even injured.

what happened?

Ye Feng opened his eyes suddenly and was stunned. He saw that strange little man appearing in front of him again at some point, holding a lantern and whispering to him.

"The wind is blowing and the leaves are falling. Master, in this life, if you don't come, I won't grow old."

Ye Feng was stunned.

What's happening here?

It was not only him who was also stunned, but also Ling Ming.

"How is it possible? One strike from me is enough to kill an ordinary one or two level saint. How can you, a mere king-level kid, escape unscathed?!"

Ling Ming glared at Ye Feng.

He couldn't understand it at all.

His blow had obviously hit the opponent, but it didn't matter that the opponent was not dead. Actually... he wasn't even injured at all?

What a hell?