Supreme Medicinal God

? Ye Feng took out a bottle of mineral water from the medicine king ring and drank it with a sip, and suddenly saw a shadow from the reflection of the mineral water bottle.

He sideways alertly, several sword lights flashing from behind, and the cold sword wind flew across his face, and all felt the chill of the sword wind.

Although Jianguang didn't cut Ye Feng, he cut the thick bamboos beside him into several pieces.

Looking at the flat incision, Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart. The sword was too fast and too sharp. If he cut it on himself, wouldn't he cut himself into several pieces?

Two tall masked men appeared in the sky like ghosts, holding sharp swords in their hands, and one after the other, sandwiching Ye Feng in the middle.

The swords in their hands are simple and mottled, very narrow, but extremely sharp.

The sword is sculpted with layers of texture, which is a symbolic array similar to the fairy array, which accelerates and enhances the attack power.

Ye Feng asked doubtfully: "Who are you, why should you attack me?"

The two masked men did not speak, their eyes sparkled with light, and the sword in their hands flashed a faint golden light, exuding the spirit of the earth fairy from them.

Ye Feng asked tentatively: "Are you an earth immortal?"

Whoosh, the two golden lights chopped like lightning, they didn't care about Ye Feng at all, their eyes were very determined, only one purpose was to kill Ye Feng under the sword.

The long sword added to the Faerie Rune is indeed different. Not only is the attack speed, but also the power is overwhelmed by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was surprised in his heart, but he didn't dare to slow down by half. He took off the sword in one hand, and the three lights in the flying sword flashed alternately, blocking the attack of a masked warrior.

The aura shield on his other wrist radiated a dazzling golden light, blocking another masked warrior.

Seeing Ye Feng's flying sword and the golden light of the Aura Shield, although the two masked warriors couldn't see their expressions blindfolded, their eyes were full of surprise.

When there was a symphony of gold and iron, powerful energy poured out, and the brook that shook clear all flowed back, and another sword light was severely cut on the aura shield.

Ye Feng felt that the Aura Shield had been hit hard. Almost all the spirits of the Aura Shield were cut by this sword. Fortunately, Ye Feng’s body power continuously poured into the Flying Sword and Aura Shield, blessing them. power.

The two masked men split the forty-nine swords in a blink of an eye, fighting Ye Feng in an inseparable way. Ye Feng had to use a mysterious battle to increase his divine power dozens of times before blocking the attack of the two masked men.

Their movements and strength are more than the ancient warriors, and they are closer to the silver armor warriors encountered in the fairy field.

Ye Feng kept guessing the identities of these two masked men: "Are you a silver warrior? Am I right?"

The two masked men's eyes flickered, undecided, a sword followed by a sword in their hands, their eyes became fierce, and the sword moves faster.

"Are you the knights of the sand?"

Ye Feng enhanced the magical power of his whole body to the extreme, facing the attack of two Dixian-level masked men at once, it made him feel a little strenuous, and even felt that the divine power in the divine power was exhausted.

Once again, the divine power was overdrawn, and the dignity was empty, giving him a feeling of powerlessness,

Suddenly, he felt a ray of energy different from the blood veins of the Archaic Divine Clan, which came out of the divine personality. This kind of energy was so hot that he almost cooked the meridians.

Ye Feng has a familiar feeling about this kind of energy. Isn't this the energy of the demon king and demon yuan? When he flew his sword into the demon king's demon pill, the scorching energy penetrated into Ye Feng's in vivo.

At that time, the demon king wanted to burn Ye Feng with this scorching demon yuan. Ye Feng didn't expect that he had no reaction to its scorching demon yuan, so that the demon king demon yuan lost a lot, and eventually died in the hands of Ye Feng.

This scorching demon element made up for the exhaustion and deficiency of Ye Feng's bloodline, and also stimulated the potential of the ancient blood lineage of the Protoss, making Ye Feng feel full of strength again.

Under the guidance of the mysterious war, a burst of flames hit with all strength.

Boom, powerful energy, like a tornado storm, the flowers, streams, and trees in the third floor were all turned upside down. The two masked warriors were beaten backwards and fell in front of the huge divine power. On the ground, the long sword in his hand shattered into pieces, breaking into thousands of pieces of iron.

Without giving them any breathing opportunities, Ye Feng's flying sword leaps into the sky suddenly, like thousands of dazzling meteors, pouring down.

The fierce Jianguang pierced the masked samurai's body and pierced hundreds of wounds from them. Yinhong's blood poured out of the wound like a fountain.

Ye Feng didn't want to kill them. Everywhere in Jianguang's stabbing avoided the vital point. Even so, a lot of blood loss made the eyes of the two masked warriors dim.

Flying sword turned into two small swords, volleying against the throat of two masked warriors.

The two fell in the pool of blood, but their eyes stared at Ye Feng, which was full of hostility.

Ye Feng's fingers flicked gently, and the two fell off their masks, revealing a pair of tough and indifferent faces.

Their healing power is very fast. In the blink of an eye, the wounds in their swords no longer bleed and the scars heal.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes: "Who are you?"

The two of them looked at Xiao Jian, who was on the throat, and there was a helpless look on their faces, knowing that they would not say their identity, and they were too ignorant.

"We are warriors guarding the tower, and are all second-order fairy celestials."

"Second order of Dixian? What is your highest level of Dixian?"

"The highest is the Dixian Order nine."

"Can you tell me where is the stairs to the fourth floor?"

"We are the warriors responsible for guarding the stairs. Since you defeated us, you are qualified to go to the fourth floor, please."

The two samurai pointed at one hand. At the deepest part of the cobblestone path, there was a ladder leading up to the fourth floor. Ye Feng's finger flicked gently, and the two small flying swords were merged into one, and put away.

"Thank you two, bye."

Watching Ye Feng ascend to the stone steps, the two warriors who guarded the tower now looked helpless and clasped their fists: "Good luck, the next level will not be as good as ours."

Ye Feng disagreed, and secretly smiled bitterly. From this rhythm, he had to exit the tower from the seventh floor, and had to pass through the fourth, fifth, sixth, and third levels.

When I first entered the Demon Tower and lit up the map, I was fortunate to enter this Demon Tower. It was not as troublesome as entering the Devil's Tower. I didn't expect it to be more trouble than the Devil's Tower.

The magic sand tower only defeated the harassment of the magic sand knight. Jiang Yixue came out ten minutes later and came out, but it was too much trouble to pass the five levels and kill six.

Ye Feng complained secretly in his heart and went to the fourth floor of the Demon Tower.

(End of this chapter)