A huge strong wind is coming, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and the rainbow is running through the sun!

A cold light flashed in Long Yunfeng's eyes, and he leaned down slightly, instinctively flashing to the left.

Multiply! The sneakers rubbed against the ground, causing a high-pitched sound.

A thick, iron rod-like hand whistled past his cheek, and its clenched fist brought a bitter wind like a thousand sharp knives slashing across his face.

The pinnacle of the late stage of the lieutenant rank! Long Yunfeng frowned slightly, and his left elbow struck out like lightning and thunder.

Yin Shunhao was not far from him, and this distance happened to be the best attack range for using elbow strikes.

You're not bad either. Yin Shunhao smiled faintly, flashed to the right, and slashed out with a knife in his left hand.

The sword wind was fierce and murderous, and the air seemed to be torn apart.

It seems that what swept over was not a fleshy palm, but a solid steel blade.

Long Yunfeng didn't dare to slack off, raised his right hand to protect the carotid artery in his neck, moved his footsteps slightly, and slowly retreated backwards.

Syllable! The sound was terrifying.

The two of them parted, each taking a few steps back.

You're good. Yin Shunhao smiled, his eyes were still as calm as water.

There are very few people my age who can withstand my blow. ”

That's when you sit in the well and watch the sky. Long Yunfeng's eyes were cold, his left foot took a big step forward quickly, his right foot was raised, his hip twisted rapidly, and with the momentum of a broken mountain and a cracked river, he kicked Yin Shunhao heavily in the lower abdomen.

Yin Shunhao smiled wryly, with his left foot as the axis, his body turned back, his back to Long Yunfeng, and he was able to avoid the front kick that thundered like lightning.

Turning his back to his opponent has always been a taboo in martial arts, no matter how he says it, this Yin Shunhao is also a peak martial artist in the late stage of the lieutenant rank with a certain amount of combat experience, so how can he not even understand this taboo, is it deliberately cheating? Still is? ”

Long Yunfeng's eyes rolled slightly, carefully paying attention to every place on Yin Shunhao's body, and he didn't dare to slack off.

Playing against an opponent who is equal to his own strength, life and death are often on the line, and any negligence and trust may cost his own life.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a violent wind rise, blowing his clothes and his muscles aching.

One leg, a leg as fierce and domineering as a python out of a hole, was struck at his lower abdomen with a strong wind.

And his whole person is in a forward momentum, his body can't retreat at all due to inertia, and the direction of the forward rush is Yin Shunhao's leg that suddenly kicked.

Fierce, ruthless, fierce!

The speed at which Long Yunfeng was advancing, the strength of his legs, and the direction his body was about to reach were all calculated by Yin Shunhao.

It can be said that from the moment he made his move, Yin Shunhao began to calculate.

Therefore, Yin Shunhao was able to avoid Long Yunfeng's kick when it was approaching, and at the same time turned his back to Long Yunfeng, confused his thoughts, and slackened his vigilance.

Long Yunfeng did think for a while just now.

But for a moment, it's enough!

After pinching the speed and direction of Long Yunfeng's forward rush, Yin Shunhao lost no time in hitting this back kick.

Thoughtful and calculating, nothing more than this.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was simply Long Yunfeng who bumped into it with his body.

If you just use your body to hard-connect, you must be seriously injured! Long Yunfeng said secretly in his heart, with a rare hint of horror on his face.

The backkick that kicked over like lightning was getting closer and closer to Long Yunfeng's lower abdomen, and the huge qi and blood made the surrounding air boil, and Long Yunfeng could clearly see almost every pattern on the sole of the opponent's shoes.

Seemingly! That's all there is to it! Long Yunfeng turned his heart horizontally, and the thoughts in his soul immediately opened, and one by one his divine thoughts continued to attach to his lower abdomen.

Syllable! There is no way to avoid it! Yin Shunhao's leg hit Long Yunfeng's lower abdomen without any suspense.

He turned around slowly, smiling lightly.

With this kick, he used nearly eighty percent of his strength, even if a martial artist in the early stage of the school was caught off guard, he would be injured and vomit blood, not to mention Long Yunfeng, whose strength was between him and him!

It's just that Long Yunfeng just took a few steps back in embarrassment, and then barely stood firm, although his face was slightly pale, it was not like he imagined to vomit blood and fall.

Thinking back to just now, his brow furrowed slightly, and a touch of horror flashed through his eyes.

This was the first time he had shown horror since the start of the fight.

At the right time, he faintly felt a cold breath coming from Long Yunfeng's body, very cold, very weird, making the blood around him feel a cold feeling slightly.

It was the ghostly aura that emanated from the thoughts of the gods!

Although he is a pure martial arts cultivator, however, he has fought with people who cultivate Dao arts, and he knows the ghost qi!

Fortunately, he is a martial arts cultivator, his qi and blood are vigorous, if he is an ordinary person, or his cultivation is slightly weaker, once he is invaded by the ghost qi, his soul will be traumatized, and his physical body will also fail little by little, and he will languish all day long.

Long Yunfeng, you actually secretly run your thoughts and hurt me with ghost anger? Yin Shunhao looked at Long Yunfeng with cross-eyebrows and scolded coldly.

You didn't say that this is a pure contest, we are fighting. Long Yunfeng met his gaze without fear and said word for word.

In battle, there is no such thing as a vile and indecent move, there is no so-called yin trick, as long as you can kill the enemy, it is a good move. ”

Enemy! Yin Shunhao put his hands around his chest and chewed on these two words with a sneer.

Han Datian, they were also severely injured by your Dao technique, right? ”

You know a lot. Long Yunfeng smiled indifferently.

That's right, I hurt those three damn guys, they were smashed by me by pulling their souls out of their bodies alive and smashing them to pieces. ”

What a ruthless method. Yin Shunhao said without being salty or indifferent, there was no hatred in his eyes, but a trace of appreciation.

I don't like those three guys who are easy to work and hard, and they know all day long that they rely on the family's money and power to bully people, but if you want to kill me as easily as you do with them, then you are wrong, the so-called "one middle and four less" are all titles invented by boring good deeds, and I am not the same person as those three useless guys. ”

The implication is that he Yin Shunhao is different from Han Datian, he is not a gentleman who can only eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and bully others, let alone a commodity that you can slaughter!

Yes and no! Long Yunfeng stood up, with indescribable coldness and slaughter between his eyebrows.

The body jumped up in the air, and rushed towards Yin Shunhao like an arrow.

At the same time, a divine thought flew out of the flesh.

At this time, he has entered the middle stage of possession, and he can distract his thoughts.

In other words, he can now use his general divine thoughts to control his physical body, and continue to fight against Yin Shunhao with martial arts and Yin Shunhao, while the differentiated divine thoughts can be used to exorcise objects or directly use ghost energy to attack opponents.

Hum! It's naïve to want to defeat me with Taoism. Yin Shunhao stared coldly at Long Yunfeng's divine soul floating in the air, condensed by half of his thoughts, and slowly raised his hand, and at the same time sank into the dantian, running the qi and blood around him.

Syllable! Long Yunfeng's fist made intimate contact with his palm, but his body flew back quickly as if it had hit a spring.

There is no way, the physical body that has lost half of the blessings of the thoughts, whether in strength or speed, is much weaker than before.

And the divine soul in mid-air clearly felt a kind of burning heat.

Yin Shunhao's body was surrounded by a ball of firelight.

Damn it! The qi and blood of the peak martial artist in the late stage of the Wei Rank are really strong! Long Yunfeng's spirit gritted his teeth, so he had to leave quickly, and started the idea of repairing the burned wounds in the Xuanling Jue.

That fire is not a fire that exists in the true sense, but a visual manifestation of the colossal qi and blood perceived by the divine soul.

Seeing that the divine soul was drunk back by his own qi and blood, Yin Shunhao rushed forward with a few arrows and continued to attack Long Yunfeng's body.

Every punch, every palm, is well organized, tiger and tiger.

And Long Yunfeng's physical body, which had lost the blessing of ordinary divine thoughts, saw the moves, although his strength was weakened, but he kept dodging and moving with the flexible body technique he had cultivated in countless battles, and he did not fall behind at all.

Whoosh! Countless fallen leaves roared, raindrops hit Yin Shunhao, and the water droplets at the tips of the leaves emitted a white light in the sun, looking murderous.

Yin Shunhao was shocked, and quickly curled up into a ball, rolling on the spot and dodging.

Rao was so, but a few blades cut through his clothes, leaving a gap in his back.

Distraction! Possession Realm! Yin Shunhao shouted.

That's right. Long Yunfeng, whose thoughts had regrouped, smiled coldly and looked at Yin Shunhao with solemn eyes.

Today I will let you see what is the true power of Taoism! ”

Rumble! The dirt beneath his feet suddenly flew up, like a mine exploding out of thin air.

Pieces of pale yellow clay instantly condensed into a tall and slender humanoid statue, and if you look carefully at the outline and facial features of the clay sculpture, it is really a little similar to Long Yunfeng.

Borrow the soil to show your form! Yin Shunhao put his feet forward and backward, put on a fighting posture, and a solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The clay sculpture Long Yunfeng walked over quickly, and hit Yin Shunhao with an extremely fierce straight punch.

Yin Shunhao dodged his head, and at the same time bullied forward, and a sharp horizontal swing elbow hit the clay man's lower abdomen hard.

This elbow, he used ten percent of his strength, not to mention the mud, even if it was granite, it would be crushed.

Sure enough, the clay sculpture of Long Yunfeng instantly shattered into powder.

However, before he could recover his strength, another huge explosion sounded, and another clay statue of Long Yunfeng walked towards him unhurriedly.

How did you recover so quickly? Yin Shunhao looked at the clay sculpture Long Yunfeng who was approaching him in a daze, and his eyes once again showed a little horror.

It stands to reason that just now, his thoughts were attached to those yellow mud, and that clay statue was hit by my full strength, and his thoughts must have been traumatized, how could he recover so quickly? “

Before he came back to his senses, the clay sculpture of Long Yunfeng was already approaching.

The muddy feet have been kicked like the wind.

Yin Shunhao had to quickly retreat.

But at this time, Long Yunfeng's body, which was only blessed by half of his thoughts, was like a hungry tiger pounced, and he punched him directly to the back of the head.

The fist was so cold that it made his scalp tingle.

In order to be safe, he had to turn back to fight.

The raised arm just blocked Long Yunfeng's fist, Long Yunfeng's body was shaken back, and he also felt a tingle in his arm.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw that on the ground under his feet, a shadow was slowly magnifying.

A huge pressure came from top to bottom, causing pain in his muscles and bones.

When he looked back, he couldn't help but be horrified.

The clay statue that was blessed by the divine thoughts of Long Yunfeng was pressed down from top to bottom as if Mount Tai was pressing down.

At this time, it was too late to dodge, and at the critical moment, he made a quick decision, activated his whole body, and screamed.

Yes! ”

The sound waves swept through like invisible axes, and many leaves were shaken off, and some of the small trees trembled violently.

The clay figure also shattered in an instant, and pieces of slimy yellow clay fell on him like hailstones.

The fishy smell was pungent, and he instinctively felt nauseous.

However, the crisis has finally passed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and continued to fight with Long Yunfeng's physical body.

Reprimanded by the qi and blood around him, Long Yunfeng's thoughts attached to the yellow mud will be hit hard, and it will definitely be difficult to recover for a while, and this body that is missing half of the blessing of divine thoughts, its attack ability will naturally be greatly reduced, and it will be knocked down by himself in a few moments.

So, he became confident again.

Hahaha! A cold laugh came, laughing so arrogantly, so domineering.

Your qi and blood can temporarily drink away my soul, but you can't drink away the spilled yellow mud, how does it feel to be doused by the yellow mud? “

How can it be? How can it be? His brow furrowed, and his eyes showed a sense of nervousness and doubt.

The voice was loud and full of ghostly energy, not at all like it was injured.

He didn't know, let alone think about how the divine soul that had been drunk by his whole body could recover so quickly.

He had fought with some Dao cultivators, as long as he was drunk by the qi and blood around his body, the other party's spirit was scattered, and every thought was traumatized, unless, the other party was a ghost immortal who could take away the reincarnation!

And Long Yunfeng is obviously just possessing the body and cultivating, the divine soul should not recover so quickly, and the power of the divine soul cannot be so long.

Of course he didn't know that Long Yunfeng had cultivated the "Xuanling Jue", and the power of the divine soul was extremely long, as long as the thoughts were not crushed by a single blow, they could be recovered in an instant.