At this time, Ye Feng still had a trump card that he had not used yet.
That was naturally the power of the Dragon race!
If Ye Feng's Dragon bloodline power was used, it would become an instant-kill type of power, Ye Feng planned to save this trump card for later on, he might be able to obtain a surprise.
Of course, the prerequisite was that he had to be able to hold on until then.
From the looks of it now, the other party's attacks were still stronger than his. If this continued, Ye Feng's strength would be depleted sooner or later.
Ye Feng's body burst out, pulling a distance away from Evil Spirit. At this time, he was still standing, there was no fluctuation in his heart.
"Eh? What's going on? What?" Evil Spirit frowned, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
But very quickly, his expression returned to normal, and he let out an arrogant laugh.
