Douluo: I became Qian Renxue's personal attendant

Back in time not too long ago.

When the red mist hit, Ye Feng did not panic, but kept trying to take the black shadow back into the Book of Ten Thousand Demons.

After yesterday, Ye Feng discovered that there was a new page in the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, or to be precise, half a page.

On that half page, the black shadow that he manipulated yesterday was depicted.Black magic flames covered his whole body, and the evil aura was profound even through the pages of the book.

Therefore, on the playing field, Ye Feng tried to summon this demonic shadow.The result was unexpectedly powerful.But Ye Feng was helpless because he couldn't take it back.

I tried again to use my soul power to move the pages, but the black shadow still had no intention of going back.

Touching his nose, Ye Feng was good-tempered and was about to try another method, but he received the picture from the magic eye in his mind.

Well, those little eyes with wings, Ye Feng calls them magic eyes.

In the picture transmitted by the devil's eye, Yao Mei and Yan with disheveled hair were quietly approaching him, not far away from him.

However, before Ye Feng could respond, the black demonic figure behind him put his hand behind his back as if accumulating strength, and then fanned out with a palm.

Snapped!

This palm hit Yan who was rushing out.Fortunately, Yan's fourth and fifth soul skills shined in time, allowing him to suddenly expand while also becoming stronger in defense.

"Huh~" A muffled groan came from Zi Yan's mouth, and he took the black demonic shadow's palm forcefully. Even though he had already used his fourth and fifth soul skills, he still took a few steps back, and a touch of bright red appeared from his mouth. .

Even though he had experienced the power of the black shadow's palm just now, the power of the frontal strike still frightened him.

Seeing that they had been exposed, even though she didn't know how they were exposed, the demon still shouted: "Do it!"

Two blood-red curved blades appeared from the demon's hand. With a heavy stamp, the demon rushed towards the black shadow and Ye Feng like a ghost.

The blood-red curved blade flashed with cold light, making Ye Feng's eyes narrow.Just when Ye Feng was hesitating to summon a few demons, the black shadow took action.

In the palm of his hand, the evil aura condensed.The black demonic figure swung out its palm and collided with the blood-red double blades coming from the demon.

The narrow eyes were smiling, and the charming eyes were full of excitement.In their opinion, the black shadow with bare hands could never stop their blood-red double blades.

However, they were wrong.

boom.

When the blood-red double blades collided with the black demonic shadow's big palm, a violent explosion came from the black giant palm.

puff.Blood-red blood spurted out, and the demon flew backwards. One of the two sharp blades was broken in half.

But, even so, seeing half of the body of the black demonic figure exploded like black mist, a hint of joy flashed across the demon's eyes.

It can blow up half of the body, so this wave is not a loss.

However, soon, the joy in the demon's eyes turned into deep shock.

I saw that the body composed of black mist suddenly exploded and then condensed again after a few breaths.Except that it looks a little thin, there is nothing else different about it.

How can this be? !

Looking blankly at the re-condensed black demonic figure, Yao Mei's heart was filled with shock.

How can we defeat an enemy that cannot be defeated but is still so powerful?

Just when the demon was shocked, a huge figure burning with red flames suddenly attacked Ye Feng, who was protected by the black shadow.

The second soul ring flashed, and lava spurted out from the ground, forcing Ye Feng to flap his wings and fly into the sky.

But this is exactly Yan's purpose.

With a roar, Yan's third soul ring shone, and a layer of purple flames attached to his fists. It was his third soul skill, Purple Fire Gloves.

This can not only increase his fire damage by 30.00%, but the high-temperature purple fire on his fists can also cause the enemy to experience blazing burns.

With scorching eyes, Yan looked at Ye Feng's soaring figure and was sure to win. Today, it is up to him to end this game!

Looking at the fist with purple fire in front of him, Ye Feng sighed helplessly.Yan is the Soul King after all, and his long-prepared punch is not one that he can easily block.

On the penultimate page of the Soul Power Communication Book of Ten Thousand Demons, letting anger grow in his heart, Ye Feng's body suddenly expanded, and black demonic flames emerged from his body.

Layers of demonic energy mixed with soul power were exerted on Ye Feng's right palm. Looking at Yan's fist, Ye Feng raised his palm.

There was a muffled sound, and Ye Feng took a few steps back, but he still received the punch that Yan Zhi was sure to win, and was unscathed.

Waving his hand, Ye Feng chuckled lightly as he looked at Yan's dumbfounded look.But feeling the rapidly declining soul power in his body, Ye Feng still planned to make a quick decision.

This is a fight between real men with fists to the flesh.In the red mist, the two giants rolled together.The sound of banging blows came from time to time, and it was obvious that the two men were fighting fiercely.However, in the end, Ye Feng was slightly better.

Recalling the fierce battle just now and looking at the silent Wuhun Palace people in front of him, Ye Feng chuckled and said: "How about it, do you want to give me a word whether you want to surrender or not?"