Chapter 954: Deprivation of Martial Body

The Phantom Dance Fairy who possessed Ye Feng also heard the voice of the Yanghun Demon. A playful smile appeared on her face, which was originally a little cold. Si Tu

"Little brother, did you hear that? It seems that many people want to kill you."

Listening to the almost teasing voice of the Phantom Dance Fairy, Ye Feng could only smile helplessly in his heart.

Originally, the only people who had resentment towards him were the Demon Yuan and Moon Demon Sects. Now, with the Yanghun Demon's shout, it is estimated that the warriors of the entire Demon Sect will come to hunt him down.

The conditions offered by the old demon would be very tempting for ordinary king-level strongmen.

"Who cares!"

It's okay to have too much debt, and Ye Feng can't change anything.

"Let's get rid of that guy quickly. I'm not used to it being like this all the time." Ye Feng said honestly.

"Hehe... OK!"

With a light laugh, "Ye Feng" flew up and landed directly on the place where the Heavenly Stele suppressed the ground.

A huge stele several feet high and thick and solid was embedded in the hard ground like a small mountain. The stele shook gently. Obviously, someone was struggling under the stele, trying to overturn the heavy Heavenly Stele that was suppressing him.

The turtle with the stele below was naturally the one who suppressed Chu Haiyu.

"You can't kill him directly. The black scale body is not very effective. If you do that, the effect will be greatly reduced."

The Phantom Dancer said to herself, waved her hand, and the earth trembled with a "boom". The huge Heavenly Stele that suppressed the ground rose from the ground in a tremor.

After the huge gray stele shadow spun around in the air, it turned into the same size as before and flew back to the top of "Ye Feng".

In the huge pit left by the Heavenly Stele suppression, Chu Haiyu's body covered with blood was exposed.

However, at this time, the most powerful demon of the Demon Sect did not have the arrogance he had before.

His demon armor, which looked very impressive at first glance, and the black scales all over his body had already been shattered, and even the horn on his forehead was broken off. He was covered with scars and his breath was weak.

On the battlefield, all the warriors of the righteous and evil sides also saw Chu Haiyu's miserable condition at this time, and they all fell silent at the same time.

The disciples of the righteous path were silent, mainly because they felt that Ye Feng's sudden burst of shocking strength was extremely unreal, as if they were dreaming. Even Xuan Jing, who originally believed that Ye Feng would win, was in shock and could not react at this time.

And when the warriors of the Demon Sect saw that the high and mighty Demon Prince Chu Haiyu had ended up like this, they were shocked and upset, and instantly diluted the eagerness of many people in their hearts.

Although the earth-level upper-grade spiritual weapons and heaven-level martial arts are good, I am afraid you have to have a life to enjoy them.

This Ye Feng...

How can an ordinary person deal with him?

"Hmm..."

In the deep pit, Chu Haiyu, covered in blood, had his chest heaving, and his weak and lifeless eyes stared at Ye Feng who was approaching.

He really couldn't understand why he was defeated by a little warrior of the fourth level of the virtual realm, and why he was defeated so inexplicably?

He was unwilling, absolutely unwilling.

As the son of the Demon Yuan Sect, the first genius of the Demon Sect, with unparalleled talent and superb cultivation, how could he lose to a kid of the fourth level of the virtual realm?

"Damn it! Everything is a dream, now, it's time to break it..."

In an instant, Chu Haiyu uttered a vicious curse, and his whole body's Yuanli and magic power were raised to the limit at this moment. There were even bloody gaps on his body. In the middle of Chu Haiyu's forehead, a black and green pattern suddenly flashed, and then, his black trident suddenly flew up at this moment.

The black magic halberd drew a purple-black light and shadow in the air, allowing its own magic energy to overflow wildly from the cracks. After adding it to the trident, it actually condensed into a ferocious demon dragon phantom with a hideous face, emitting a shrill roar.

The demon sound trembled, causing countless virtual realm warriors around to cover their ears with their hands, with a look of pain on their faces.

"Boy, don't think about trapping me with illusions!"

"Let me show you the heavenly martial arts of my Demon Yuan Sect."

The shadow of the demon dragon transformed by countless demon energy hovered on the trident, with an extremely sharp halberd, and whistled straight towards Ye Feng.

The dark and ferocious shadow of the demon dragon continued to enlarge in Ye Feng's eyes, but Ye Feng still had a playful smile on his face, and walked closer step by step, not caring about this scene.

"Damn it! Go to hell! Hunyuan Demon Dragon Strike!"

Chu Haiyu's whole body trembled constantly, and it was obvious that he was angry. The blood flowing out of his body was burning at this moment. He had no regard for life or death and delivered this final blow.

Just as the trident carrying almost all of his energy was stabbed down and was about to hit, "Ye Feng" just stopped, with a smile on his face, and unexpectedly... under the gaze of Chu Haiyu and countless horrified eyes, he stretched out his right hand towards the trident shining with purple and black electric light.

One claw, one retraction.

It was as light as grabbing a straw.

A gray light flashed by, and the supreme power carried by the trident, which was powerful enough to kill the king realm, all disappeared, just like an ordinary spiritual weapon, quietly held in the palm of "Ye Feng".

It seemed as if the sky was about to collapse.

Chu Haiyu stared in astonishment, and sat down on the ground.

He felt that the spiritual imprint between himself and the trident was silently erased at this moment!

"Illusion, it must be an illusion..."

Watching this sect's holy weapon being taken by "Ye Feng", Chu Haiyu had lost all his fighting spirit at this moment. His body slumped down and he said these words weakly.

"Illusion?"

"It doesn't exist..."

"Ye Feng" walked slowly to the bottom of the deep pit, and with his right hand he raised Chu Haiyu with one hand like a lamb to be slaughtered. The grayness and dead silence in his eyes made Chu Haiyu's heart tremble.

"Now, dedicate your 'black scale body' to me."

The cold and low voice was like a soul-stealing devil's voice. Chu Haiyu's body was stunned, and he didn't understand what this meant.

But before he could react, the next moment, his pale face twisted wildly, as if he had suffered extremely painful torture.

I saw that "Ye Feng" had inserted five fingers into Chu Haiyu's spine. The seemingly hard black scales collapsed without much effect under the gray energy that burst out from "Ye Feng's" hands.

Five deep blood holes appeared on Chu Haiyu's body, and dark red blood gushed out again.

A trace of deep black energy flowed out through the blood hole on Chu Haiyu's waist. The moment it appeared, it was absorbed into Ye Feng's body, and then swallowed by the gray light ball in his body.

This outrageous scene shocked many demon sect warriors.

This kind of "soul-stealing" method is not much different from what they use to deal with other righteous warriors or even ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, today, it actually reflected on the most powerful one among them...