Because you are afraid of pain, start the game with full defense

This punch was completely out of order, and there was even a problem with the way it was exerted.

But the power contained in it can only be described as terror.

Yu Lao has always said that he is born with supernatural power, so what is the other party?
Zhang Long thought so.

On the other side, seeing the opponent avoid his punch, Ye Feng thought of Yuan Quan again.

"What is your relationship with Yuan Quan?"

Ye Feng asked directly.

Zhang Long was stunned for a moment: "Yuan Quan? Who is that?"

Boss Yu was taken aback and said, "Yuan Quan? That's one of the six SSS-level demon slayers in China!"

"Zhang Long, run away! If the other party is Yuan Quan's disciple, then we are definitely not his opponents!"

Zhang Long was silent, but his body did not move an inch.

"Old Yu, I don't want to run away anymore."

After all, he rushed towards Ye Feng again.

He still has the upper hand in speed, and Ye Feng can only be beaten passively.

Even if Ye Feng punches against his attack, he can calmly dodge it.

Zhang Long noticed that although Ye Feng was strong, his speed could only be described as slow.

This is not normal.

The speed of a person also comes from the explosive power of the muscles. With strong strength, it is impossible to be unhappy.

Even if the opponent doesn't know how to exert force, it is impossible to only have this speed if he punches casually.

A flash of understanding flashed in Zhang Long's heart. Could it be that his power came from some kind of weirdness?Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Ye Feng was pressed and beaten all the time, feeling a little upset.

"Do you dare to fight with me?"

Zhang Long sneered: "Why should I fight with you? Use your own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths, that's what a fool would do."

Ye Feng was speechless.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly opened his arms and rushed towards Zhang Long.

As long as you can hug the opponent, the speed of the opponent will not be able to be used.

But Zhang Long took a step back and avoided his grapple.

Zhang Long sneered and said, "Is this the level of Yuan Quan's disciple? It seems that her own level is not much higher."

Ye Feng was furious: "If the tiger doesn't show its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?"

As he spoke, he entered avatar mode.

Mr. Yu was taken aback again: "S-level weird? Zhang Long, run away!"

Zhang Long didn't retreat, but sneered, "So what about the S-level weirdness?"

He punched out with a forceful momentum, even if it was an S-rank monster, he still had the confidence to kill it with one punch!
A hint of sarcasm appeared on Ye Feng's face, his body moved slightly, and instantly turned into a red lightning bolt.

Zhang Long was shocked, how could this be possible?Isn't he good at strength?Why is there such an amazing speed?

His punch missed without any surprise.

At the same time, the soul-slaying knife in Ye Feng's hand also sliced ​​across his body.

Ye Feng used the back of the knife on purpose, because this way he could solve the weirdness without hurting the opponent's life.

"Ding! The host successfully eliminated the E-level weird Yulao, and got 100 merit points!"

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and finally eliminated it... Wait, E-level weirdness?
He looked at Zhang Long, whose face was full of shock, remorse, unwillingness and hatred.

"I want you to die!"

Zhang Long roared and punched him.

Ye Feng subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but found that the opponent's fist was unexpectedly heavy.

Is it because after entering the avatar mode, his physical fitness has decreased?

This is by no means the whole reason.

Ye Feng could feel the opponent's fist, and some kind of force that could bring him a sense of oppression had already taken shape.

He instantly realized what it was, evil spirit!

This is no different from the sense of oppression that Yuan Quan's fist brought to him.

The question is, isn't it necessary to destroy twelve monsters of the same level to form evil spirit?

Maybe the Twelve Capitals Heavenly God's Shagong is not the only one that can condense evil spirits.

"boom!"

Ye Feng flew out directly, and the bloody wings behind him faintly showed signs of collapsing.

The opponent's punch directly hurt his weird part.

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, he turned over in mid-air and landed smoothly.

"It turns out that your power doesn't come from that weirdness."

Ye Feng couldn't believe it.

Zhang Long said in a deep voice, "So?"

"Then why did you kill?"

If there is no error in the E-level weirdness certified by the system, that weirdness cannot cause harm to people, and it can't even instigate the host to attack.

In other words, Zhang Long killed those people by his own will.

Zhang Long murderously said: "I wanted to kill so I killed it. Is there any problem?"

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards Ye Feng again.

It seems that Ye Feng is weird, but he is the magician.

Ye Feng sighed, not because the other party was unreasonable, but because he had to kill such a good seedling.

Born with supernatural power and condensed evil spirit, there is no doubt that he is the genius Yuan Quan wanted.

If it weren't for this incident, he should be a great exorcist.

But now, the lives of the two exorcists and several ordinary people were all buried in his hands.

Ye Feng didn't want to, and wouldn't let someone like him become a demon exorcist.

In the next instant, Ye Feng disappeared in place.

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Long threw his elbow directly to his left.

"Boom!"

Ye Feng flew upside down in an instant, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

A flash of understanding flashed in Zhang Long's eyes. Originally, he still needed Yu Lao's guidance, but now he himself can predict the other party's whereabouts.

Ye Feng felt a little speechless, how could he fight now?
In the avatar mode, he was overwhelmed by the opponent's inspiration and evil spirit, but when he exited the avatar mode, his speed was far inferior to the opponent's.

Can we just let the other party go?

Ye Feng was still thinking about whether to let the other party go, but the other party didn't intend to let him go.

Zhang Long punched again, Ye Feng could only retreat.

At this moment, a series of rapid gunshots rang out.

The shooters were covered in rain and dew, and both Zhang Long and Ye Feng were hit three times.

But the bullet hit Ye Feng's body may be innocuous, but it's different when it hit Zhang Long.

No matter how strong the evil spirit is, it can't stop the bullets!
No, maybe a strong man like Yuan Quan can block it, but Zhang Long definitely can't.

Ye Feng sneered in his heart, and slashed at Zhang Long who was staggering.

Zhang Long failed to avoid the blow, and was cut into his body by the blade, losing most of his vitality in an instant.

But he didn't fall down. Instead, he shouted angrily and sent Ye Feng flying with a punch.

But Ye Feng knew that he had already won.

Zhang Long's body shook for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he knew that he had reached the end of his life.

But he still has the last punch.

Even if he punched Ye Feng again, the other party might not be able to die.

Then he has only one choice, which is to kill the person who shot!
If it wasn't for that guy's sudden intrusion, how could he lose?

It's already dark in front of me, it doesn't matter, the other party's breath is like a bright candle in my perception.

Zhang Long stepped on his feet and rushed over suddenly.

Although the distance between the two sides is more than ten meters, they can be crossed in one step.