Chapter 237: The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is black and yellow

Another slash of light came, and Ye Feng easily escaped.
Repeatedly,'Jian Ren' simply cannot do anything with Ye Feng. Thinking that Ye Feng, a master of innate mastery, would fight him with a level equivalent to Huajin, it was commendable that he could still hold a knife to cut at Ye Feng, and had eaten enough leopard guts.
"Okay, send him off. There is too much movement here, and the little fur boys I met just now are probably coming. These dead dwarfs think they are invincible after they have learned some sorcery? It's really a group of heads burned. Bad guy."
He was telling the truth, such a big movement, it is impossible for the people who inspected the scenic spot to be unconscious, not to mention that there were so many people who blew themselves up just now, the sound is not ordinary.
He wanted to see how much the strength of the'Jian Ren' after performing the evil method has improved, and how much work it would take to kill him. Judging by this, if ‘shang forbearance’ is used to show what kind of power, whether he has a chance to win against.
"You don't want food anymore? He's covered in blood, doesn't it suit your appetite?" Quan Dang Dracula said nothing, Ye Feng frowned, raised his head and asked suspiciously.
It seems that the self-destructive behavior of these people really angered him.
"Hehe, don't want to escape, just be our whetstone." Dracula saw the eyes of'Jianren' flicker, as if he wanted to escape, quickly descended from the tree, his figure flashed and blocked. The escape route of'Jian Ren'.
The power of the'Tiangang Great Array' poured into the body of'Jian Ren' and gave him strong confidence.
No longer just the light of the knife, the space trembled, and a blood-red knife aura suddenly appeared in the night sky, leaving the knife and slashing towards Ye Feng. Turning around, rushing to Dracula, he slashed out again with a slash, still flashing a blood-red sword air, shining blood-red in the night sky.
However, Ye Feng is not a newbie, but a congenital achievement. Dracula is not an ordinary blood family, but a prince-level blood family.
On the other side, Dracula also grabbed the sword energy with his hands, but he relied on his extraordinary strength.
"What a dirty smell"
"Ye Feng, he left it to you. It's really a shame for me to work with such a dirty creature." Dracula seems to have some kind of cleanliness, but he didn't stop'Jian Ren' and let him run past him.
The forward ‘Jian Ren’ did not expect that Dracula would let him go, his face showed a smile of joy that he could escape. As long as he keeps a sufficient distance, he can hope to escape from the two of them with his current power. After all, he is a ninja, good at hiding and escape, and there are many ways that others can't discover.
It's just that his smile quickly solidified on his face.
The sharp ears caught a slight movement, and the warning signs in his heart.
"Where do you want to go? I said, don't try to escape." Ye Feng's expressionless face suddenly appeared in front of'Jian Ren'.
The air was stirred and the air currents violently dispersed. Ye Feng turned around three hundred and patted it straight, hitting'Jian Ren' with a heavy blow in the chest, and'Jian Ren' had no time to react.
Flew back to the original place.
Then, a light and fluttering voice came: "The dragon fights in the wild~EbookFREE.me~ its blood is black and yellow, the dragon fights in the wild, its way is poor."
One of the magical powers of the "Eighteen Paths of the Book of Changes"
Standing still, Ye Feng glanced at Dracula from the corner of his eyes, the cold light in his eyes flashed away, and said: "You seem to have forgotten your situation, my dear Lord Earl"
When Dracula heard this, he shuddered, and his body was full of chills. Even the cold blood in his body could not stop the spread of this chill. He panicked, knowing that his unscrupulous behavior angered Ye Feng, and he was a little dissatisfied.
A trace of fear flashed across his face, and he wanted to say something in his throat, but after all, he did not speak.
Huh?
Not dead yet
With a soft sound, Ye Feng looked at the place where'Jian Ren' fell to the ground.
'Jian Ren' struggled to get up, full of rough breath. His chest was sunken and bloodstained, and he was obviously seriously injured, but his eyes flashed with blood, staring at Ye Feng closely, and there was a low roar in his throat, as if he didn't care about his injured body.