Chapter 340: In Crisis

The luster of the Red Flame Sword had dimmed a lot, and it had returned to Wang Feng's hands, and it seemed that the collision just now was also a great spiritual loss.

However, Lin Fan's Yanling Knife was broken into countless fragments and scattered on the ground.

It seemed that Wang Feng had won, but his face was not happy. Because the Red Flame Sword has suffered a great loss of spirituality, it can no longer be used in a short period of time.

Lin Fan also sighed. I feel like I've made a mistake. He thought that Wang Feng's Red Flame Sword was a high-grade spiritual weapon. But he didn't expect that it was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon, and the impact that could withstand exceeded his estimates.

As a result, after the collision of the two spiritual weapons, because Lin Fan's Yanling Knife was only a medium-grade spiritual weapon with a quality close to that of the top grade. Although it had the blessing effect of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique, it was still unable to withstand the huge impact and was still blown to pieces.

But fortunately, the Red Flame Sword was also lost a lot of its spirituality by the huge impact force, and it could no longer be used unless it was repaired.

Wang Feng looked at his beloved Red Flame Sword, his face sinking like water. Although the damage on the sword's body can be repaired well, after the spiritual power is greatly reduced, it will inevitably reduce the power it exerts. To restore it to its original spirituality, the amount of Yuan Jing required is not small. Even with his net worth, he will bleed profusely.

"Boy! Destroy my sword, you have truly angered me! I'd like to see what other tricks you have that don't work! Wang Feng shouted angrily, and then slapped the storage bag suddenly, only to see three white lights fly out of his bag at once, and then fall to the ground. Bai Plating means that hey, the eye brother closes the mouth and heart chapter

"What is this?" Everyone couldn't help but be taken aback when they saw the three beast sculptures on the ground.

Lin Fan looked intently and saw three lifelike gray wolves standing on the ground, about two zhang on their bodies and about one zhang high. opened his head with a bloody mouth, and looked like a devouring ferocity.

He subconsciously released his divine sense to probe, but he was suddenly shocked, because these three gray wolves couldn't feel a trace of life breath, and they turned out to be three puppets.

Shui Youning was also frightened. She secretly said that it was not good, and she forgot to remind Lin Fan that this Wang Feng's two great skills were the Red Flame Sword Technique and the Puppet Gray Wolf. It's just that he usually only uses the Red Flame Sword when fighting against people, and the puppet gray wolf rarely uses it.

Wang Feng also felt a little pain in his heart. These three puppet gray wolves, although the level is not low. They have reached the mid-stage level of condensation, but to drive them to resist the enemy, the amount of spirit stones consumed is terrifying. Each puppet gray wolf would consume five medium-grade spirit stones for half an hour of fighting. is completely a money-burning master, and with his family background, he is afraid that he will go bankrupt if he uses it a few more times.

But now, he had to endure the pain of sacrificing all three puppet gray wolves. Prepare to make a desperate gamble and solve Lin Fan and the Shui family's caravan in one fell swoop.

Lin Fan's eyes showed a solemn look, it was the first time he had encountered this kind of puppet. After thinking for a moment, he patted the storage bag and took out the blood skeleton that Jiang Chen had given him.

"Give it to me! Bite that little bastard! Wang Feng's eyes were red, and he shouted loudly.

At the same time, he drew a cyan sword again. This sword was only a medium-grade spiritual weapon, although it was one grade worse than the Red Flame Sword used before. But it's also barely usable.

Wang Feng held the long sword in his hand, shook it hard, and slowly injected the spiritual power in his body into the long sword, only to see that the body of the long sword suddenly shone brightly, and the strength blew the sand around him flying everywhere.

The three puppet gray wolves roared, and rushed towards Lin Fan at a swift speed, although they were still far away, Lin Fan had already felt a dangerous aura, if they were bitten by this gray wolf, it would definitely be the end of the severed limbs and stump arms.

"Go!"

Lin Fan clenched the blood skeleton in his hand. Concentrate your spiritual power on it. I saw that from the red eye sockets of the blood skeleton, a large amount of red blood flew out, forming a net in the air, and scattered straight towards the puppet gray wolf.

"Whew!"

The three puppet gray wolves were suddenly caught in this bloody net, and their original fast running speed was also restrained. But they are, after all, puppets in the middle of the condensate. Under the struggle, the originally tough red silk thread was immediately tightened, and it looked like it was about to break free.

Seeing this, Lin Fan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly played a few magic decisions in an attempt to strengthen the red silk net.

But what a cunning person Wang Feng is, how could he let him get his way? The light on the cyan long sword in his hand was as dazzling as the sun, and it was obvious that he had raised his spiritual power to the extreme.

At this time, he clenched the long sword in both hands, waved it in front of him, and shouted in his mouth: "Break it for me!" ”

I saw a cyan sword light, with powerful spiritual power fluctuations, with a swift speed, straight towards the red silk thread.

"Poo, poo, po!"

With the attack of that sword, even though Lin Fan had already poured spiritual power into these red silk threads. But the full force of a late-stage condensation monk's blow was so powerful that it could not be resisted by a high-grade spiritual weapon.

The silk threads that bound the puppet gray wolf were cut by the sword one after another. The three gray wolves were immediately freed, and then attacked Lin Fan at an extremely fast speed.

Wang Feng's eyes flickered at this moment, and his divine sense manipulated one of the three gray wolves to jump high and bite Lin Fan's throat; A pair of claws swung out, grabbing Lin Fan's lower abdomen; The last one went straight to Lin Fan's calf with a big mouth, trying to bite him tightly and not give him a chance to dodge.

"Ahh Jiang Chen is in danger! Shui Youning couldn't help but scream, and she, who was originally watching the battle, immediately rushed towards the battle group of the two. She was ready to come to the rescue.

"Hey, hey! Youning, you can stay for me! Let's talk! Wang Quan, who had been staring at her all the time, would let her save Lin Fan. Immediately, he jumped and fell in front of Shui Youning, isolating him from Lin Fan.

Shui Youning was angry and anxious, and without saying a word, he took out a turquoise jade hairpin from the tip of his ear, and then threw it into the air.

I saw that the jade hairpin immediately rose against the wind, becoming the size of a halberd, and then attacked Wang Quan with lightning speed, trying to repel him.

Wang Quan laughed, held up a mirror-like magic weapon in his hand, and shone at the jade hairpin, and suddenly a white light flew away.

After the jade hairpin was illuminated by the white light, it immediately hovered in the air and no longer flew forward.

Shui Youning and Wang Quan are both mid-condensate monks, and Shui Youning's magic power is better than Wang Quan's, but the magic weapon is not as much as Wang Quan's, although in general, Shui Youning's strength is stronger than Wang Quan's. But to take him down, it will be at least more than 100 rounds before it will be known. It was the battle between the two that soon entered a war of attrition.

Wang Quan was secretly proud, after more than 100 rounds, he was afraid that Lin Fan had been bitten into a pile of white bones by the puppet gray wolf. At that time, Wang Feng, who had his hands free, could naturally join him and easily take down Shui Youning. At that time, I must ravage this thorny rose, and see how this iceberg beauty, who disdains herself, pants and moans under her own step.

At this time, the three puppet gray wolves that had lost their restraints had already rushed to a place less than two feet in front of Lin Fan. Although Lin Fan was protected by a blood crystal shield in front of him, he was supported by a defensive shield. But in Wang Feng's eyes, how could he not see that these two layers of defense could not resist the attack of the three mid-stage condensate puppets at all.