The weaknesses of these three demons were displayed in Yang Feng's sight in the form of highlighted areas.

Although this method is intuitive, it does not allow Yang Feng to understand these demons from their origins, such as their attack methods; although Yang Feng has unparalleled speed compared with them, their attack power is enough to make Yang Feng

Feng couldn't stand it.

After identifying their weaknesses, Yang Feng prepared to launch an attack, but at this moment, he felt a very strange wind "flying" from his side. It felt like an invisible hand touched him.

Suddenly, he was so frightened that he immediately looked around him alertly, but found nothing.

Then, the invisible hand appeared again. This time, the hand grasped one of Yang Feng's arms.

Yang Feng subconsciously thought that there was an invisible guy next to him who had caught him, so he instinctively raised his knees and pushed towards him, but this blow hit nothing.

But he could clearly feel that the hand was pulling him up, just like when the guy named Black Devil used his mind to throw him down from the building.

Yang Feng suddenly realized that this black devil's so-called "thought power" might just be a unique ability to control the air, just like Dis Xiusuo could control the strong wind to form a wind ring to take them out of the village's drainage ditch.

Does that mean that as long as he is fast enough, it is possible to escape from the shackles of the black devil?

Among the three demons now, the only one that can pose a threat to Yang Feng is this black demon, because its mind attacks are invisible and almost unpredictable. As long as Yang Feng is controlled by its mind, he will

Attacked by two other demons.

Sure enough, after Yang Feng felt that he could not break free from the transparent hand, he simply leaned forward and rushed in. During this period, his hand was freed from the hand as if it had penetrated a layer of extremely dense air.

The feeling of being constrained also disappeared.

Next, Yang Feng had an idea in his mind. As long as he gave full play to his speed advantage, he could make these three demons unable to do anything to him.

But when Yang Feng was about to punch the Black Demon on the head with his terrifying speed, he seemed to see a looming black barrier from the Black Demon's side.

But every time he ran to this speed, it was difficult to "stop the car" temporarily; he punched the black devil as expected, and it felt like hitting a solid body.

Same as on the iron block.

Yang Feng heard the sound of his bones cracking again. He didn't expect that this black demon actually had a shield around him?!

Just when Yang Feng grimaced in pain, the demon holding a giant scythe floated silently behind Yang Feng. If Yang Feng hadn't seen its shadow when it raised the giant scythe high, I'm afraid he would have been killed the next second.

He became a dead soul under this devil's sickle.

But even though he saw the demon's attack, his arm was still scratched by the demon's giant scythe, a small gash, and a searing pain immediately hit him.

Yang Feng felt immediately that this sickle was not simple.

If it was just a normal scratch, it wouldn't be so painful, but he found that the wound on his arm actually had a layer of purple powder-like substance on it, which was like salt sprinkled on the wound.

Feng's pain deepened several times, and Yang Feng also discovered that the wound could not heal on its own!

Because the power in his body cannot be dispatched near the wound!

Yang Feng began to panic. He began to realize that these three demons were not as good as he thought. One could be controlled with thoughts and had a powerful shield, the other caused damage that could not be recovered, and the one named Sha

What are the abilities of Demon's Strong Demon?

Yang Feng really doesn't want this evil demon to have any powerful special abilities, otherwise things will get really difficult. Now his attacks can hardly cause effective damage to the black demon, and even against the scythe demon, they have to be doubled.

Be careful, if he accidentally hurts his fatal part by this guy, wouldn't it be equivalent to being directly cold?

At this time, Yang Feng heard a terrifying sound of breaking wind coming from behind him again. He subconsciously pounced forward, and the giant scythe with the breath of death slashed against his back. If he hadn't done it this time,

If you hide away, I'm afraid you can be cut in half by this sword...

Yang Feng suffered the disadvantage of not having weapons this time. First of all, his fists would cause some bone fractures when hitting these demons. Then he had to use a lot of strength and energy to repair the wounds. He repaired the wounds.

During this period, he could only keep dodging the attacks of the three demons, and he could feel that these three demons were becoming more and more proficient, and their cooperation was getting better and better, leaving more and more room for Yang Feng to dodge.

The smaller.

There was absolutely no way to go on like this. He could either find a weapon and defeat these three demons one by one, or he could only escape. After escaping, he would not be able to return to this hospital again. His medical bills have not been paid yet.

But where could he escape? He had only stayed in this city for a few days, and besides his own rental house, which was no bigger than several coffins put together, he was most familiar with this hospital.

Moreover, it was now midnight, and there were not many pedestrians in the hospital. It seemed that no one was coming to the location where they were, otherwise Yang Feng would not have seen anyone come to help him out until now...

The feeling of being controlled by thoughts came again, and Yang Feng secretly screamed that something was not good, but he was already cornered by these three demons. Now, not only did he not find a suitable weapon, but his retreat was also blocked by this.

Three demons were sealed.

The sickle demon raised the giant sickle again and slashed at him. In such a narrow space, Yang Feng had very little room to dodge. If he wasn't careful, he would be cut by the sickle.

But after all, Yang Feng still had the advantage of speed; when the demon held up the sickle to chop it down, Yang Feng tried to snatch its sickle away with skill, but what he didn't expect was that when he held the sickle, his hand unexpectedly

There was a burst of black smoke.

Along with the black smoke, there was an unbearable stinging sensation, as if what he touched was not a sickle at all, but a highly corrosive acid solution.

His hand retracted like an electric shock. At the same time, he also saw that the area on his hand that touched the sickle had turned black, and there were waves of burning and stinging sensations.

The black devil who had been "silently casting spells" at the rear finally found this perfect opportunity. It took advantage of Yang Feng's distraction and successfully controlled him.

Yang Feng felt as if he was being hung up by an invisible rope again. His arms could not move and his feet were gradually leaving the ground.

A disdainful smile appeared on the dark face of the Scythe Demon, "Didn't your supplier give you an instruction manual when he imparted power to you?"

After saying this, its sickle passed directly through the hole in Yang Feng's abdomen.

This was the first time in Yang Feng's life that he had experienced such a degree of penetrating injury. The widest part of the sickle's blade was more than twenty centimeters, and the demon had pierced the entire blade of the sickle.

Two seconds later, the demon retracted his sickle, further widening Yang Feng's wounds.

Yang Feng felt dizzy for a moment, and at the same time he felt something falling out of his abdomen.

Now that the healing power in his body has been completely suppressed, this sickle seems to have been cast with some kind of magic. Once it is injured, it can only wait for blood to flow to death.

Then, Yang Feng heard another whistling sound of wind. In the blink of an eye, there was another huge frightening wound on his chest. The evil demon pierced Yang Feng with all three giant claws on one hand.

In the chest, it was as if a claw had pierced a watermelon.

The pain seemed to be buffered at this moment. Yang Feng was not frightened by the sound of his body being pierced, nor was he affected by the fatal pain that followed. He just felt that the fire of his life was also

It's slowly dimming.

When he had this feeling before, he felt that he was the real God of Death. He could see the lives of certain targets. For example, when he participated in a fighting meeting in the underground orc city, he witnessed the flower with his own eyes.

The life of the leopard was extinguished, and even the tiger king almost died in front of his eyes.

But now, Yang Feng also sees the fire of his life.

Like a candle swaying in a rainstorm, the light it emits is very weak and seems to be extinguished at any time.

Yang Feng became scared. This time, the fear was truly from the bottom of his heart.

"That's enough, I saw his fear, you two should stop immediately!" The black devil said to the other two devils in a commanding tone.

The demon pulled out its giant claw from Yang Feng's chest, and the scene was unbearable to watch.

Its giant claws probably nailed Yang Feng directly to the wall. After it pulled out its giant claws, Yang Feng's body immediately collapsed as if his spine had been broken.

"Then turn his fear into what we need most, and eat this miserable human with supernatural powers completely!" The demon holding the scythe said greedily, sucking the blood on the giant scythe.

I saw that they made room for the black devil, and the black devil slowly floated in front of Yang Feng. Yang Feng had completely lost the ability to resist. Even the power of the God of Hunting in his body could not save the current situation. Maybe

, he has become a prey to these three demons.
Chapter completed!