The Strongest Dan God Chapter 438

In the time it took for a spark to fly off of a piece of flint,

It's really hard to imagine,

Amidst his astonishment, Zhou Feng almost cried out in pain: "Lady Hanyue!"

Since he was worried about Han Yue, he was even more worried about his own safety.

"Lord Hanyue, how are you?"

There was no response.

However, he still clearly understood the truth behind all of this.

Thus, he hesitated for a moment before clenching his teeth and taking a deep breath. Then, he turned around and ran into the dust.

"Hurry up..."

Ye Xueyi's complexion slightly improved as she half propped up her body and anxiously said.

"Demon Fox, Gui Ying, the opponents have already gone over to help. Which one of you still has strength? Hurry up and help brother Zifeng."

The demon fox coughed as she stared at the situation over there.

"There's no need."

"What do you mean no need? Demon Fox, I can tell from your current condition that you can still move."

A sullen expression appeared on Ye Xue Yi's beautiful face.

When he was resisting the corpse ghost, Spiritshadow had been guarding the heart of the formation the entire time. He had undoubtedly suffered the most damage, but Demon Fox was guarding the corner of the formation.

No, let's not talk about it. On the surface, I seem to be even more injured than I actually am. Moreover, if what Ye Feng said was true, then it would be a case of a breakthrough. The excess aura in his body would not dissipate, or he would go berserk.

"This... "A breakthrough!"

Ye Xueyi was startled upon hearing this. She looked at a place not far away with some doubt. Her eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

In terms of experience, she really couldn't compare to Spiritshadow and Demon Fox.

However, when she thought about the breakthrough, she felt a sense of absent-mindedness.

It wasn't an easy feat to break through during wartime, but Ye Feng actually did it.

… ….

Zhou Feng dashed into the dust cloud, his expression extremely anxious.

"Lord Hanyue, Lord Hanyue!"

He suddenly raised his head and saw Ye Feng throw Han Yue's shoulder into the wall, leaving a long, human-shaped mark that was an inch deep.

At this time, an indescribable pain flashed through Han Yue's beautiful eyes. Fresh blood flowed from her forehead and down her cheeks.

"Fourth level of the Martial Disciple Stage …"

She breathed out a few deep breaths, her expression was still one of disbelief.

As the owner of this dead zone, she was forced by an outsider to use all of her cards. Caught off guard, she was attacked by Ye Feng, which was not a big deal to her.

However, cultivators at the fourth stage of the Martial Disciple realm had already stepped into the fourth stage, and their spirit energy had already had the effect of hurting one's internal organs.

It was also because of this that she had suffered such a heavy injury at this moment.

Without a doubt, this was definitely the shame of Han Yue's life.

Zhou Feng also understood why Han Yue did not give him a response. Most likely, she was so angry that her lungs were about to burst, so where would she be in the mood to listen to what he had to say?

"Lord Hanyue, I'll come help you right away!"

Zhou Feng gritted his teeth as determination flashed across his eyes.

If something were to happen to Hanyue, he would die anyway. Since that was the case, he might as well take the opportunity to fight it out.

"Ridiculous! You were no longer my opponent when I was at the third level of the Martial Disciple Stage. Now that I've stepped into the fourth level, can you even beat me?"

Ye Feng turned his head and looked at him coldly. Seeing that he was charging at him without caring about his life, Ye Zifeng looked at him and then at Han Yue. He saw that Han Yue had suddenly put the jade flute by her waist.

He instantly understood what was going on and a thought floated up in his mind. Thus, without saying anything more, he quickly wiped the crystal ring on his hand and the Ice Emperor Sword fell into his hands. A silver light flashed and dancing ice auroras enveloped Zhou Feng's entire body.

Zhou Feng's gaze turned stern as he gave Han Yue a meaningful glance.

Actually, he was not seeking his own humiliation in order to fight against Ye Feng. He was only taking this opportunity to attract Ye Feng's attacks and give Hanyue a chance to escape.

She had been waiting for a long time. At this moment, she saw that Ye Feng's attention was attracted by Zhou Feng, and from his body, a thick aura of spirit energy was being released. With her as the center, a violent current of air exploded, and like a torrential river, waves of energy surged out in all directions.

As a middle stage Martial Disciple, she had already stepped into this realm. If she really did experience an earthquake, it wouldn't be too difficult for her to retreat.

Right now, even if Ye Feng was at the fourth level of the Martial Disciple Stage, he would still be unable to stay unmoved when facing an enemy from both sides.

Sure enough, his five fingers were forced out from Han Yue's shoulder due to the overflowing spirit energy. Otherwise, his fingers might have been broken by the pressure from the distance.

"Woosh woosh."

Ye Feng's five fingers pulled out from his shoulder, causing blood to splatter in the air, causing Han Yue to gasp in pain.

A bright light flashed in his eyes as his finger drew a few circles around Han Yue, but no one knew what he was doing.

The next moment, the cyclone spread out like a whirlpool, blowing Ye ZIfeng about seven feet away.

Han Yue's face was solemn as she took a few steps back after getting the chance to take a breather. Only then did she dodge Ye Feng's attack range.

She heaved a sigh of relief, and her face turned slightly better.

"Ye Feng, I won."

If Han Yue was given enough distance to use the jade flute to control the zombie, then no one would be able to fight back.

Even Zhou Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

"Great! Lord Hanyue, the rest is up to you."

"Of course."

However, when Han Yue reached out her hand towards the jade flute at her waist …

She touched it but it was still empty.

"What?!"

She was startled as a bad feeling overcame her. She quickly looked down and deeply looked at it.

"What's going on?"

Sure enough, half a shadow of the jade flute could be seen on her waist.

"Hanyue, the jade flute you're looking for... "Is it the one I have in my hand?"

Ye Feng sneered and kept on retreating.

He slowly took out a jade flute from his sleeve.

"This …"

Han Yue's beautiful eyes widened to the limit and her mind was filled with shock. Immediately, her expression changed greatly.

When she saw the golden threads wrapped around the jade flute, she finally understood.

Ye Feng had used the golden line on the Wind King's Dagger to hook and snatch the jade flute while she was releasing all her spiritual energy.

"Bastard!"

Han Yue didn't hesitate any longer and dashed towards Ye Feng like a bolt of lightning.

This jade flute was of great importance to her when she was controlling ghost servants or even thousand-year-old ghost corpses.

Thus, no matter what, she must snatch this jade flute back.

However, Ye Feng merely smiled.

"If you want …"

Immediately, he placed the jade flute across his chest in front of Han Yue, and his expression suddenly became fierce. Streams of spirit energy circulated in his arms.

A fine jade flute was directly broken into two by him. Layers of broken jade stones fell from the sky and hit the ground, producing "ding ding" sounds.

Han Yue looked at Ye Feng's actions in astonishment.

Just a moment ago, she was thinking of leaving Ye Feng far behind so that she could use the jade flute to activate the thousand-year corpse ghost.

Yet now, everything she thought in her heart was filled with regret …

What followed was fear that seeped into their very bones.

"It's over, it's all over, it's all over."

She looked at the broken jade flute with a startled expression. She was so nervous that she was like a frozen stone. She hugged her chest and shivered all over. Her brows were not relaxed yet.

"Why..." Ye Feng slightly frowned. From her tone, he felt that something was wrong.

From his point of view, seeing his actions, the current Hanyue should have been overflowing with anger and should have made up her mind to fight him to the death.

Why did she reveal such a desolate expression? It was truly strange.

"Hanyue, once you lose the assistance of Corpsemancer, you will lose all will to fight."

Han Yue was stunned for a moment. She revealed an indescribable bitter smile as she looked deeply at Ye Feng.

"No, I'm done talking. Even you, Ye Feng, and everyone else on the peak of the mountain are unable to escape this calamity. It's rare for you to die right here before you have the chance to experience too much joy."

Han Yue coldly laughed, and her voice seemed to gradually reveal traces of madness.

Ye Feng frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"Why are you asking me? This is all your fault."

Hanyue helplessly shook her head. However, now that her time was almost up, her emotions had gradually calmed down and she did not curse anymore. After all, this was the first time Ye Feng had come to this dead zone and the first time he had come to this mountain peak.

There are many things that come from the unknown, but are also destroyed by the unknown.

She helplessly smiled bitterly, paused for a moment, and then continued, "You don't know, these thousand year Corpse Spirits are originally the evil spirits suppressed at the bottom of the mountain. Only the masters of the Soul Death Town can control them with a jade flute, and now that the jade flute is destroyed, no one can control these thousand year Corpse Spirits anymore …" It won't be long before his entire body will turn black, and he'll completely lose control … "

As she finished her sentence, she was already incoherent.

Ye Feng said in a deep voice, "The corpse you're talking about, will have a black color, you mean … …" "Like this …"

Chapter end