What's even more incredible is that.

The eight shadow wing blades were as spiritual as they were, at least four of them slashed directly at Zhao Feng and Nan Feng King.

Boom

Zhao Feng's fist hit the bright fist light like a metal thunder mountain, and the fierce sun soared into the sky, shattering two of the shadow wing blades.

As the combat power of the quasi-saint lord, King Nanfeng also easily resolves the two shadow wing blades.

But the problem is that he also has to take into account the crises brought to other creatures in the royal palace by some other shadow wings.

The King of Nanfeng, who was worried, was in a hurry and lost the figure of Emperor Youye for a while.

"How many clones does this guy have?"

Zhao Feng's bloodline left pupil captured one of the huge shadow wings, escaped through the void, and flew into the void outside the domain.

Swish

Outside the large island, in the sea of ​​fog.

A black winged light suddenly flashed, and it turned into a weak-faced bat-winged man.

"It's worthy of being the Lord Zuotong, I made me miss it today. But your nightmare has just begun. No one can escape my pursuit under the Holy Lord."

Emperor Youye looked down at the lower body indifferently.

In the royal palace, everyone led by King Nanfeng looked a little embarrassed.

This is the second time that Emperor Youye has been killed into the mansion.

Last time, Emperor Youye succeeded and made King Nanfeng’s promotion fail.

However, in terms of speed alone, even the Nanfeng King, who is the quasi-saint master's combat power, cannot catch up with Emperor Youye.

There was only one person in the royal palace, and his face was as calm as this.

That person is Zhao Feng.

This time, he set up an ambush to lure Emperor Youye to assassinate him, causing the latter to suffer injuries.

"Emperor Youye, I will give you ten breaths to escape."

The purple-haired boy was calm, but his bloodline left pupil was always locked in the body of Emperor Youye.

What

As soon as these words came out, not only did Emperor Youye shake, but even the people in the royal palace looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.

Zhao Feng stood there without chasing.

His bloodline left pupil seemed to ignore the shackles of the heavy space and locked Emperor Youye to death.

"You are the first person who dares to say this to me,"

Emperor Youye's face was grim and he felt a chill.

But no matter what, he can't stay where he is.

King Nan Feng and Zhao Feng join forces, and he cannot be an opponent.

As the top killer of Shadow Slayer, he is not good at confrontation head-on.

Although he has the combat power close to the quasi-saint master, if he confronts powerful factions like Zhao Feng and Xuanluo Demon Emperor head-on, his chances of winning are not high.

Zhao Feng was unmoved. After counting the time, the King of Nanfeng beside him was even more ready to move, but was stopped by Zhao Feng.

"Zhao Feng hopes that your big words will not become a laughing stock."

Emperor Youye endured the aggrievance and horror in his heart, and turned into a black winged light, and merged into the vast and endless sea of ​​voids at a speed beyond the reach of the emperor.

Before the ten breaths had arrived, Zhao Feng did not pursue him immediately.

His eyes fell on King Nanfeng.

"Prince, if you want to kill this thief, it is best to borrow your "Yun Silkworm Fairy Butterfly, just use it."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

"Zhao Feng, do you really plan to chase and kill Emperor Youye alone?"

King Nanfeng said solemnly.

He knew that he could not stop Zhao Feng.

"In addition to the cloud silkworm fairy butterfly, you should be 70% or 80% sure."

Zhao Feng replied.

It was almost time to get closer in ten breaths.

King Nanfeng no longer hesitated and waved his hand to remove the cloud silkworm fairy butterfly.

When Yuncan Xiandie saw Zhao Feng and the little thief cat, she also showed a very friendly look and quickly got stuck with the little thief cat.

Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and took Yun Silkworm Fairy Butterfly and Little Thieves into the Mikong Realm.

"Zhao Feng, you have to be careful. With your strength, as long as you are not too proud, at least you will not be counterattacked by the injured Emperor Youye."

King Nanfeng reminded.

"Don't worry, I'll go back."

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, the wings of the wind and lightning light spread out behind him, dragging a ray of residual light of the thunder wing toward the void sea outside the domain.

"Thunder...wings...flashing...sky"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, and the thunder wings behind him burst out with dazzling lightning of wind and thunder wings. The speed reached the extreme and suddenly turned into a wind-power arc, penetrated the void and passed away in a flash.

Very fast

In the palace of the king and princes, Nanfeng Wang and others lost their voices.
Chapter completed!