Xu Hongwen, Li Nan and Lin Xinyi, who were sitting not far away, originally thought that Ye Chenfeng could successfully step on the head of the corpse saint Zhao Wuji, but who knew that if Ye Chenfeng stepped on it, the head of the corpse saint Zhao Wuji was intact? This made Xu Hongwen and others start to worry.

If the head of the corpse saint Zhao Wuji is not stomped on, then the corpse saint Zhao Wuji will be reborn infinitely. Ye Chenfeng will be unable to kill Zhao Wuji, not to mention that there is a ghost saint Huang Chongtian who has not taken action. In addition, Yan Tianjue, the young master of the Tian Alliance, is also here. If Yan Tianjue really breaks through to the early stage of the emperor level and let Yan Tianjue arrive here, then in the eyes of Xu Hongwen and others, they will really be in the death of the whole life this time.

The ghost saint Huang Chongtian, who stood beside Xu Hongwen and others, was covered with a ghost mask, and others could not see the expression on his face at this moment. However, the expression in his eyes was very calm. He looked at Xu Hongwen and others and said, "Ye Chenfeng's strength is indeed good. He is a mere peak level of honor. If an ordinary peak holy master meets him, he will probably have a hard fight. Unfortunately, is Zhao Wuji an ordinary peak holy master? Look at how many wandering zombies are here. As long as Zhao Wuji's head is not destroyed, he can be reborn here thousands of times. Even if Zhao Wuji doesn't take action once, Ye Chenfeng will be exhausted. Do you think that the corpse saint Zhao Wuji has this strength? He hasn't acted seriously yet."

Xu Hongwen and others who were slumped on the ground, after hearing the words of the Ghost Saint Huang Chongtian, their eyes showed despair. They knew that the Ghost Saint was right at all. Unless Ye Chenfeng could step on the head of the Corpse Saint Zhao Wuji, even if the Corpse Saint didn't take action, Ye Chenfeng would be defeated.

"Zhao Wuji, you've been playing almost the same thing. It's time for Ye Chenfeng to see your strength, otherwise he would have thought you were just a sandbag for training." Instead, the ghost saint Huang Chongtian shouted at the corpse saint Zhao Wuji again.

"Bang!"

The head of a zombie wandering not far away suddenly burst. Then, the headless corpse flew towards Zhao Wuji's head and accurately connected it with Zhao Wuji's head. Zhao Wuji's hands quickly grabbed Ye Chenfeng's right foot, which was stepping on his head, and pulled it up suddenly. Ye Chenfeng's feet did not stand firmly. He took three steps back.

The corpse saint Zhao Wuji, who stood up from the ground, twisted his neck and said, "Ye Chenfeng, are you the only skill? I still have some expectations for you! If you really have this little strength, then I don't have time to accompany you. Let me capture you first. When the young master arrives here, let the young master solve you personally!"

As he said that, Zhao Wuji stretched his arms upwards and shouted hoarsely in his throat: "Ah~"

Then, the thousands of zombies wandering in the open space stopped, and the corpse aura on their bodies continued to gather towards the corpse saint Zhao Wuji, making Zhao Wuji's pale face even more infiltrating. Moreover, Zhao Wuji's aura also increased again, and a heavy stench continued to emanate from Zhao Wuji's body. Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's right foot moved slightly, and his figure disappeared from the place and appeared directly in front of Ye Chenfeng.

This extremely heavy foul smell can numb people's nerves for a short time. When Ye Chenfeng reacted, Zhao Wuji's two palms had already grabbed his shoulders, "Tear! Tear!" Two sounds. The clothes on Ye Chenfeng's shoulders were torn apart, and several blood marks appeared on Ye Chenfeng's shoulders, and the steps at Ye Chenfeng's feet retreated wildly.

After seeing this scene, the ghost king Huang Chongtian in the distance immediately reminded him: "Zhao Wuji, don't kill Ye Chenfeng. It's not easy to explain to the young master at that time."

The corpse saint Zhao Wuji smiled and said, "Don't worry, this kid has been infected with my corpse-transforming virus, and he will not die in a short period of time. As long as he does not completely become a zombie, I will have a way to restore him to a normal human. After all, the young master will definitely not want to see Ye Chenfeng become a zombie."

The corpse-transforming virus entered Ye Chenfeng's body through the blood marks on his shoulders, which made Ye Chenfeng's body twitch suddenly, and there was a very strong sense of nausea in his body. With a "puff!", a large mouthful of blood was sprayed directly from his mouth. Logically speaking, the corpse-transforming virus could not be infected so quickly, but Zhao Wuji condensed such a strong corpse gas. I wonder how many times stronger the corpse-transforming virus on his body is than the ordinary corpse-transforming virus?

Xu Hongwen and others in the distance saw Ye Chenfeng's state, and they frowned even more. Judging from the current situation, Ye Chenfeng might not be able to even solve a corpse saint, and they were even said to have defeated the Ghost Saint.

After a large mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his mouth, Ye Chenfeng felt the red gas in the dantian was running again. It seemed that the red gas could dissolve the corpse virus, which made Ye Chenfeng breathe a sigh of relief. He did not intend to enter the controllable rampage state so quickly. Now he entered the controllable rampage state, which could only increase his strength to a higher level, so that his strength could truly be comparable to the peak master of the Saint-level level. However, he was still not sure to blow Zhao Wuji's head. The controllable rampage state had time limits. After considering many aspects, no matter which point, at least it is not the time when Ye Chenfeng entered the controllable rampage state.

The high-level soul art, ten thousand arrows, consume too much, and only the medium-level soul art, soul explosion can be continuously used. Therefore, Ye Chenfeng's body once again compressed his soul power.

The corpse saint Zhao Wuji not far away, after he felt the change in the soul power in Ye Chenfeng's body, he said: "Ye Chenfeng, it's useless. I won't play with you anymore, so you can't touch me."

The corpse saint Zhao Wuji rushed towards Ye Chenfeng again, his speed was so fast that human eyes could not tell.

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng's figure flashed slightly, and a phantom exactly the same as the original body appeared on both sides of his left and right sides. Then, the original body and the two phantoms were constantly alternating positions, making it impossible to tell which one was the original body? Which one was the illusion?

Ye Chenfeng once again used the long-lost Nether Ghost Step. Now he could have divided two extremely real phantoms, which made the corpse saint Zhao Wuji slightly stunned.

And it was this time when the three Ye Chenfengs rushed towards Zhao Wuji at the same time. Zhao Wuji sneered: "I want to be fooled by the slightest trick of the eagle, too?"

Zhao Wuji grabbed Ye Chenfeng on the left and in the middle with both hands, and his palms instantly passed through the bodies of the two Ye Chenfengs. So these two Ye Chenfengs are phantoms, and the one on the right is the real Ye Chenfeng. When Zhao Wuji wanted to attack again, it was already one step too late.

Ye Chenfeng pressed his left and right hands on the back of Zhao Wuji's head at the same time, and shouted: "Soul Blast!"

Ye Chenfeng first released a powerful soul power from his left hand, and then he immediately released a soul power from his right palm. These two extremely powerful soul powers condensed together and exploded on Zhao Wuji's head.

"Bang!" An explosion echoed from the back of Zhao Wuji's head. A clearly visible blood mark appeared on Zhao Wuji's head. Ye Chenfeng used the soul explosion twice at the same time, superimposing the two soul explosions. Its power is no less than that of the advanced soul technique, but the consumption of soul power is much smaller.

The ghost saint Huang Chongtian in the distance knew that this soul explosion was a medium soul technique of the Heavenly Alliance, but he had never seen anyone who could stack the soul technique and cast it. The difficulty was not unusual, and it would accidentally hurt him. Moreover, judging from the way Ye Chenfeng had just cast it, Huang Chongtian inferred that this was Ye Chenfeng's first time using the soul superimposed technique, and he actually successfully cast it?

This made the ghost saint Huang Chongtian secretly smack Ye Chenfeng's demonic talent, and he couldn't help but look at Ye Chenfeng with a different look, thinking to himself: "If this son does not die, his future achievements will not be inferior to the leader!"
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