Forging The Path To Godliness Chapter 7: Magic burst

Ye Feng, who has always been approachable, suddenly burst into an unprecedented anger at this moment. This kind of anger did not happen when other apprentices mocked him for being a waste, nor did it happen when Eric forced him and Avril to separate. .

But after Donald shot and directly destroyed the door of the blacksmith shop, it finally happened completely!

Ye Feng just used the firelight in the blacksmith shop to hide his knowledge of magic, and used a burst of fire elemental energy to knock Donald out.

But this guy doesn't remember to eat or fight, and he dares to return with more servants!

Donald clutched his chest. It's true that he's a second-generation ancestor, but he's not stupid. After seeing a lot of big things with his father, he didn't know what means to use to make him fly away from a dignified intermediate knight. Those who went there were 120% wary.

And just in case, brought a lot of subordinates.

Donald didn't dare to go in directly, he stood outside the door and shouted sternly: "The dwarf blacksmith named Nerzuo knows that you are a waste of nothing, and should have left you a lot of life-saving treasures. right?"

"You can try it."

Ye Feng stood upright in the blacksmith's shop, holding the big hammer in his right hand, looking extremely lethal.

Donald swallowed his saliva and looked very nervous. He waved his hand and summoned two of his subordinates to go in for a test, but these two men just stepped into the blacksmith shop and flew out, screaming on the ground without any sign!

"You two, have you seen what it is!"

The two men lying on the ground shook their heads. When they entered the blacksmith shop with their front feet, they felt a strong wind blow, and then flew out inexplicably.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, "What? The eldest young master of the City Lord's Mansion, doesn't he dare to enter a blacksmith shop without a gate? Well, I'll go out and have a good chat with you!"

After all, Ye Feng stepped on the broken door, opened the rust-covered curtain and walked to the street. His tall and straight body and the coldness between his eyebrows made him imposing in front of more than fifty servants of the city lord's mansion. Not at all lost.

On the contrary, those lackeys who eat human food and do not do human affairs all took a step back.

Donald never believed that a waste could become so powerful overnight. That old man of the dwarves must have left him something precious.

You must know that the dwarves are one of the most mysterious tribes on the Marfa continent. They can forge all the weapons you can think of and can't think of, and even artifacts can be knocked down by their hammers.

There was a sneer at the corner of Donald's mouth. He held the second-grade high-level epee in his hand. This sword was bought by his father at a great price. It has great metal energy and has the combat skill [cutting]. Iron Like Mud], which greatly increases the combat power.

"I see you, you trash, walked out of the smithy, what else can you rely on!"

Donald slashed directly at Ye Feng for some reason, but the latter just turned to one side slightly, the epee rubbed his nose and landed on the ground, smashing a large pothole on the bluestone road of the street.

Ye Feng said it was too late, and he slammed the stepless sledgehammer in Donald's waist heavily, and in an instant, he sent this second-generation ancestor who did not know the heights of the sky and flew a few meters away again. .

The silver-white armor on his body was also cracked every inch, and he was embarrassed! Before Donald could stand up, Ye Feng jumped high, and the sledgehammer in his hand smashed into his chest again.

Only a "click" is heard.

Donald spit out a large mouthful of blood and lay limp on the ground with a face full of disbelief. He is an intermediate knight and holds a second-order high-level epee. Can't stand a single move!

"Go... go! Kill him for me! Then burn this smithy to the ground! Kill him!"

Donald's heart was splitting, and he roared and ordered his lackeys to pounce on Ye Feng!

More than 50 people surrounded Ye Feng. All of these people had the fighting power of low-level knights, and the weapons in their hands were full of tricks, making the big hammer in Ye Feng's hand difficult to parry. It's still a bit difficult to fight against so many people.

Ye Feng frowned. He had already triggered a bloodthirsty combat skill, increasing his combat power by 10%. Every time he swung the sledgehammer, someone would vomit blood and retreat.

But there are too many people on the other side, and sometimes they will take care of the top but not the bottom. When a few meet each other, this group of people puts more pressure on Ye Feng than their master.

"It can't go on like this..."

If you hide your strength again, it is really possible that something will happen!

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and he swung the sledgehammer away from the enemy in front of him. Then, he thought about it, and an energy group exuding a strong flame appeared in his hand.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, this mass of flame energy directly spread and exploded around his body!

After the fire element dissipated, a crackling sound came from his hand~IndoMTL.com~ A purple light emitted again, directly affecting the armored knights in this area!

The attack of flames and the baptism of thunder and lightning instantly knocked over fifty people to the ground, leaving no room for resistance.

"Donald, I said, if you dare to destroy the blacksmith, I will let you die!"

The flame energy reappeared in Ye Feng's hands, and under the dull eyes of the onlookers, it exploded heavily on Donald's body!

"Retreat! The opponent is powerful, retreat first!"

Donald rolled his eyes without struggling, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, he was directly surrounded by his group of men who got up from the ground, and retreated in embarrassment.

Ye Feng didn't pursue him, he just looked around, and his figure was once again hidden in the blacksmith's shop glowing red.

"Crack!"

In the city lord's mansion, a sturdy man dressed in Washington slapped the wooden table into pieces, with an angry expression on his face that was very similar to Donald.

This man is Donald's father, Don Guido, the lord of Augsburg!

"There are so many people who can't even catch a blacksmith, and let the young master suffer such serious injuries, what are you doing!"

There was a person in the hall who was kneeling and lowered his head, not daring to say anything more. He was the captain of these escorts, and his subordinates did not do well, so the fault was deferred to him.

Don Guido's face was gloomy, "I'll give you today to catch that kid back to me, and by the way, get the treasure from the blacksmith shop, just make up for it, otherwise you won't have to come back alive to see me! "

There was a hint of ferocity in the guard captain's brows, he nodded heavily, and then the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Humph! I don't believe it, a mid-level high-rank knight can't take down you little beast!"