Chapter 593: Assessment (2)

"Did I say enough smashed? There's more to come! Miao Junfeng roared into the sky, his heart moved, and he picked up the sword of King Ming and pointed it at the sky.

A golden light of "咒" was accompanied by a sword sound of "咐". The fan-shaped sword shadow cut into the black sky in the blink of an eye.

After this sword, the meteor boulder really disappeared without a trace, leaving only the silent black sky to accompany Miao Junfeng to move forward alone.

The sound of "rustle...", gradually echoed in this silent space. Rain-like sand fell from the sky and fell around the wonderful wind.

Miao Junfeng didn't revoke the Guardian Enchantment, and he wouldn't have thought that the Dust Ghost King's assessment would be so simple.

He has always maintained a constant pace, so he is extremely sensitive to speed. He found that his speed had been slumping since the beginning.

Before, with one breath, I could walk at least two meters forward. Nowadays, it takes a half-breath to move forward two meters.

"Huh? When did there get so much sand and dust on the ground? I remember that the ground of this space was an endless Gobi Desert, how did it turn into an endless desert now?

Dust Ghost King, Dust Ghost King, you really don't deserve your name. It's just that, is your next assessment of me a test of will? ”

Miao Junfeng didn't see a clue for the time being, so he had to move on, so as to observe what the Dust Ghost King's assessment of himself was!

The fine sand falling from the sky seems to be gentle and drizzling, but the continuous fall can force even a weak force to fill up a lake.

Now the sea of sand has reached the position of Miao Junfeng's knees, and the speed of movement has dropped to a breath and a half meters.

Apart from slowing down Miao Junfeng's speed, the fine sand doesn't seem to pose any other threat. But the more this is the case, the more Miao Junfeng will feel in his heart that this is the same as boiling a frog in warm water.

"I can't go on like this, if I let the sea of sand go past my waist up, I can't use any strength, even if there is an enchantment, the result will be the same."

Miao Junfeng kicked with one foot and jumped up hard. However, he did not leap out of the sea of sand that he had sunk into, but only stepped up a little higher.

"Sure enough, there's something wrong with the sand. Is there so much mass and traction in the sand? ”

Miao Junfeng no longer hesitated, and after three consecutive jumps, he finally stepped on the sand. Then, he did a bold deed and undid the talisman barrier.

The moment the barrier disappeared, the rain of sand fell on his body. The intuitive feeling made him have to curse in his heart: "Dust Ghost King, you black-bellied brother!" ”

One grain of sand is fine, a hundred grains of sand are fine, and when a thousand grains of sand come together, weight and traction will appear. These thousand grains of sand will be attached to his body in a single assemblage.

One combination is not terrible, hundreds of combinations are powerful. Now Miao Junfeng feels like he is wearing a piece of copper armor, and his feet are firmly attracted to the earth.

"This should be the gravitational realm of the laws of the earth system. Being able to use the gravity domain in this way, the Dust Ghost King must have mastered the laws of the earth system very thoroughly, and the gravity field is even more like an arm. ”

"The Way of Nothingness!"

Miao Junfeng's body became illusory, and the grains of sand attached to his body fell down with a "bang". They have no wisdom and only act according to instinct.

Unable to sense the presence of Miao Junfeng, there is naturally no need for them to get together again. Instead, they took care of each other and lived a single life.

Miao Junfeng relieved the immediate crisis, but he would not think that the assessment of the Dust Ghost King was over here.

"Ang" A dragon groaned, and the sand suddenly shook.

The sound of breaking sand sounded, and a saloon stared at the dragon's eyes and rose from the dust.

Miao Junfeng shook his head and stopped. What a time for this salon to come!

With a "whew", a gust of wind erupted from the mouth of the salon, and the wind was densely covered with swords, spears, swords, and halberds.

"Enchantment Shield!"

The sound of "Knock Knock Knock...", and the barrier shield withstood the attack of the wind.

Miao Junfeng lifted a smile. He knew that as his spiritual power increased, the power of the enchantment would also increase. But what he didn't expect was that the power of the enchantment would increase so much.

Sharon saw that his attack was easily defused by Miao Junfeng, and his anger increased greatly. "Ang" with a dragon groan, the dragon's tail swung powerfully, and it pounced directly towards Miao Junfeng.

A "bang" sounded, and a circular wave of qi spread rapidly to all sides.

The barrier shield blocked Sharon's attack, but it didn't stop Sharon's advance.

Seeing that the enchantment shield was hit by Sharon, Miao Junfeng had to take one foot a little, his body leaped back, and held the sword of King Ming again.

King Ming's sword is in hand, and I have it in the world. It doesn't matter if you are a god or a demon, a sword shot is guaranteed to make you unable to eat and walk around.

Miao Junfeng put away the enchantment shield and swung his sword towards Sharon.

With a "ding" sound, King Ming's sword slashed into Sharon's forehead. But this sword felt like it had been slashed into a 10,000-year-old cold iron, and the hardness made his tiger's mouth feel a little numb.

"Fight!"

Miao Junfeng roared, and the sword of King Ming swung down again.

With a "bang", the dragon horn of the sharon was cut off by Miao Junfeng with a sword.

Sharon angrily raised his front paws and reshot towards Miao Junfeng. At the same time, with a circle of body, he turned the dragon's tail into a spear and stabbed towards Miao Junfeng.

Miao Junfeng was unhurried, and released an enchantment shield in his left hand, which was used to resist the oblique stab of the dragon's tail spear. The sword of the king of Ming in his right hand did not forget to slash down again, and this time the position was the center of Sharon's eyebrows.

As for the palm that Sharon patted, Miao Junfeng's heart moved, and the mystery of spiritual Tai Chi was flexibly used by him, and the power of that palm was unloaded.

"When", "poof".

The attack of the dragon's tail spear was stopped, and the sword of the Ming King pierced into Sharon's eyebrows with unmistakable precision.

Miao Junfeng didn't expect this sword to kill Sharon, his purpose with this sword was just a guess in his heart.

"Pro!"

The sword light flashed, and the golden light turned into a golden snake, swimming towards the dragon's tail from the position of the incision at the center of the eyebrows.

The Golden Snake didn't want to disintegrate the salon from the inside, but wanted to find the thing Miao Junfeng guessed in the salon's body.

"Found it, the Dust Ghost King really noticed this. Now everything is arranged by him behind the scenes! Miao Junfeng smiled slightly, once again cast the way of nothingness, and left his current position.

Sharon's horns, which had been cut off by Miao Junfeng, grew again, and it wondered why Miao Junfeng didn't attack it. Could it be that he is ready to give up resistance?

"Dust King, I know you can hear me. If you want to see my real skills, please come up with some decent assessment. You know, these dead things can't help me. ”

Miao Junfeng waited for a while, and saw that the Dust Ghost King ignored him. So, he shook his head, raised his sword, and waved it at Sharon in no uncertain terms.

After a swing, the sword qi flashed, and the sword shadow fled.

Without knowing what was happening, Sharon's body shattered inch by inch, drifting down into the sand.