Chapter 935: The Pavilion Master Makes a Move

Under Duanmu Ningxue's horrified gaze, the huge black soul demon hand slapped down on Lu Zifeng with overwhelming momentum, he was as small as an ant, and no one thought that he could resist it.

Duanmu Ningxue stared closely at the original position of Lu Zifeng, Lu Zifeng's figure had been completely submerged under the hands of the Black Soul Demon, and he didn't know if he still had a chance of surviving.

The black soul demon's hand slapped it heavily, and the earth directly sank down for a zhang or so, and everything under the black soul demon's hand turned into powder, splashing dust all over the sky.

Yuan Soul Zi laughed wildly: "Hahaha, what if Lu Zifeng took my three moves, you don't have to die in my hands." ”

In Yuan Soulzi's cognition, Lu Zifeng had no chance of surviving under the hands of the Black Soul Demon.

Yuan Soul Zi said so, Lu Zifeng probably has no chance of surviving. Duanmu Ningxue's whole person was like a deflated balloon, and she was slumped in a wheelchair weakly.

Although she and Lu Zifeng only had a few faces, Lu Zifeng was willing to risk his life to fight with Yuan Soulzi, and Duanmu Ningxue was deeply moved by this alone.

Maybe Lu Zifeng is willing to save himself, he has his own intentions, but Duanmu Ningxue is still willing to believe in Lu Zifeng for the time being, he should be for his own good.

The power of the Black Soul Demon Hand raged for two or three minutes before it stopped, and with a wave of the Yuan Soul Son's sleeve robe, a spiritual power flew out, directly blowing away the dust in the sky, revealing the scene under the Black Soul Demon Hand.

Yuan Soulzi's gaze quickly swept around, and he still didn't find Lu Zifeng's figure after sweeping around.

"Haha, even if you are a genius, you have to die at my hands. "Yuan Soul Zi was incomparably happy, and another genius died in his hands.

Duanmu Ningxue's beautiful eyes looked at the front tightly, not letting go of an inch, trying to find Lu Zifeng's figure inside.

However, Duanmu Ningxue's gaze swept back and forth twice, but Lu Zifeng was not found. At this time, Duanmu Ningxue had to believe that Lu Zifeng had died at the hands of the Black Soul Demon, his bones were gone, and his spirit was also turned into powder.

At this moment, Duanmu Ning Xueqiao's face couldn't stop flowing crystal tears, tears soaked her pretty face, soaked the clothes on her chest.

Lu Zifeng, really dead!

After dozens of breaths, a slight clicking sound sounded in front of him, and a black figure crawled out of the deep pit on the ground with difficulty.

The black figure was covered in rags, blood soaked his clothes, and his delicate face was covered with mud, and the dirt was mixed with blood, and he was not even a beggar at this moment.

This black figure is none other than Lu Zifeng.

If it weren't for the Ancestral Light Barrier that resisted most of the power of the Black Soul Demon Hand, the Black Soul Demon Hand would be enough to shatter Lu Zifeng's spirit, and there would be no chance of survival. Fortunately, there was an ancestral light barrier, which saved Lu Zifeng's life, but Lu Zifeng was seriously injured and dying, and he couldn't raise the slightest strength.

Yuan Soul Zi and Duanmu Ningxue heard the movement, and hurriedly cast their eyes forward. When the two saw Lu Zifeng, the expressions on their faces were completely different. The smile on Yuan Soulzi's face instantly froze, and that weird appearance looked extremely funny.

On the other hand, Duanmu Ningxue, the sadness on her pretty face instantly subsided, revealing a hint of a smile, at that moment it was like an iceberg snow lotus blooming, as if the whole world was bright, but her tears couldn't stop sliding down.

Yuan Soul Zi broke his head, and he couldn't imagine that Lu Zifeng actually blocked his Black Soul Demon Hand. In the previous three-move appointment, Lu Zifeng had enough time to use various means, and he couldn't resist the three methods together. In the fight just now, Lu Zifeng didn't have enough time to use powerful means, he could still save his life?

Yuan Soul Zi gritted his teeth and said, "Lu Zifeng, what if you can save your life this time, can you still save your life next?"

Lu Zifeng showed a mouthful of white teeth, the teeth were mixed with blood, and mocked: "I can hold on to it until now enough to be proud, and the Great Fu Zun is nothing more than that." ”

"You're looking for death!"

At this time, Lu Zifeng even provoked himself, which was simply unbearable for Yuan Soulzi.

The next moment, the Yuan Soul Zi Mud Pill Palace once again gushed out a majestic spiritual power, and the spiritual power condensed the Dao Rune in his hand, and a huge talisman array of two thousand zhang emerged, and he once again unleashed the Black Soul Demon Hand, and slapped towards Lu Zifeng with great momentum.

"Lu Zifeng, I don't believe you can escape this time. Yuan Soul Zi yelled with a hideous expression.

Lu Zifeng raised his blood-covered face, glanced at the sun suspended high in the sky, and then glanced at the Black Soul Demon Hand that burst in, and a smile appeared on his face.

This smile, Yuan Soulzi naturally saw it. In his eyes, this smile was even more mocking.

"Lu Zifeng, it shouldn't be you who died, it should be me. ”

Duanmu Ning Xue's beautiful eyes showed a decisive look, and her majestic spiritual power poured out, and she immediately flew in the direction of Lu Zifeng, she tried to resist the black soul demon hand of Yuan Soul with her flesh and blood.

"Duanmu Ningxue, you still have to work for my ghost gate, how can I allow you to die. ”

Yuan Soulzi noticed Duanmu Ningxue's actions, and his majestic spiritual power gushed out again, turning into a spiritual power hand, directly grabbing Duanmu Ningxue in her hand, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from the shackles of the spiritual power hand.

"Don't!"

Seeing that the Black Soul Demon Hand was getting closer and closer to Lu Zifeng, Duanmu Ningxue shouted out in a huff.

Yuan Soul Zi looked at Lu Zifeng and Duanmu Ningxue with a perverted expression, and at this moment he was extremely happy in his heart, as if he had completed something very proud.

Under Duanmu Ningxue's desperate gaze, the Black Soul Demon Hand once again completely enveloped Lu Zifeng, and in a shocking roar, the earth trembled fiercely. This time, it is impossible for Ren Lu Zifeng to escape with three heads and six arms.

"Haha, good, good!" Yuan Soulzi said three good words in a row.

However, neither Yuan Soul Zi nor Duanmu Ningxue found out. When the Black Soul Demon Hand fell, the space in front of Lu Zifeng was torn apart, and a figure stepped out of the space passage.

At the same time that this figure stepped out, the Black Soul Demon Hand also completely slammed down, and a loud explosion sounded, and the violent spiritual power fluctuations swept around with this as the center.

The power of the Black Soul Demon Hand had not completely exploded, and the middle position of the Black Soul Demon Hand actually swelled.

Yuan Soul Zi said three good words, and he also discovered the abnormality of the Black Soul Demon Hand, and at the same time felt an extremely powerful aura, and instantly calmed down, because he felt a sense of danger under this aura, and immediately snorted coldly: "Who?"

The next moment, a crack appeared in the Black Soul Demon Hand, and an incomparably sharp wind blade flew out of the crack. Immediately afterward, more and more cracks appeared in the Black Soul Demon Hand, and more and more wind blades flew out of the cracks.

In the end, the Black Soul Demon Hand could no longer withstand the cutting of the Wind Blade, and was completely cut into several pieces, and then blasted out.

Duanmu Ningxue's beautiful eyes looked at Lu Zifeng's original location nervously, could it be that someone rescued Lu Zifeng?

Under Duanmu Ningxue's gaze, a middle-aged man in a green shirt stood in front of Lu Zifeng, exuding an ethereal meaning. Behind the middle-aged man in green shirts, it was Lu Zifeng.

This middle-aged man in a green shirt is the master of Tianfeng Pavilion.

Feng Xingyun turned his head to look at Lu Zifeng and said, "You kid is also bold, and even the realm of the Great Fu Sect dares to challenge the realm of the Great Fu Zun." If I hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid you would have died at his hands. ”

After saying this, Feng Xingyun's eyes fell on Duanmu Ningxue not far away, and said, "She is the person you want to save?"

"Hmm. Lu Zifeng nodded emphatically.

Yuan Soul Zi stared at Feng Xingyun with hatred, if it weren't for Feng Xingyun's appearance, Lu Zifeng would have died in his hands at this moment.

Yuan Soul Zi said angrily: "You are the Fengxingyun of Taizumen, right? I didn't expect that the person I met today was you." ”

Feng Xingyun's tone was relaxed, and he said, "Yo, it seems that I am still a little famous, and I can even be remembered by the Yuan Soul Son, the deputy master of the Ghost Soul Gate." ”

"If you want to save Lu Zifeng today, then you can stay here forever with Lu Zifeng. ”

"It's a big breath, it depends on whether you have such a skill. ”

Yuan Soul Zi didn't want to talk nonsense with Feng Xingyun, the spiritual power of the Mud Pill Palace completely poured out, and the Tian Yuan Purple Thunder Tiger was instantly condensed, roaring and rushing towards Feng Xingyun.

"I'll leave it to me. ”

Feng Xingyun said to Lu Zifeng without looking back, and gray power poured out from his body, exuding strange fluctuations.

This gray power is not anything, but the power after the fusion of life and death and death qi, the power is not known how many times stronger than life and death qi, not the same level of power.

When Lu Zifeng heard this, his tense mind instantly relaxed, his legs were weak, and he didn't have the slightest strength in his body, so he was about to sit on the ground.

At this moment, a fragrant wind came to his face, and he helped Lu Zifeng, and a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Lu Zifeng, rest assured. ”

The owner of this voice, Lu Zifeng is extremely familiar, because she is Xia Qingqian.

"Protect Duanmu Ningxue. ”

Lu Zifeng pointed his finger at Duanmu Ningxue, and his arm hung down weakly. Before he could feel the warm fragrant nephrite behind him, a heavy feeling of dizziness came to his mind, and he couldn't hold on any longer, so he fell asleep directly.

Xia Qingqian looked at Lu Zifeng, who was covered in blood, and his pretty face was full of distress. She was a princess and hugged Lu Zifeng. The princess hugs, it should be a boy hugging a girl, but now it's the other way around. If it is seen by others, I don't know how much I envy Lu Zifeng.

Xia Qingqian's eyes swept away, and he immediately locked on Duanmu Ningxue. The person Lu Zifeng wants to save should be her.

Xia Qingqian's gaze at Duanmu Ningxue was a little hostile, if it weren't for her, Lu Zifeng would not have been seriously injured, and Duanmu Ningxue's appearance was not bad, so she naturally became a little hostile.

Duanmu Ningxue has a girl's sensitive sixth sense, she felt Xia Qingqian's hostility, and still showed a kind smile to Xia Qingqian.