Chapter Fifty-Nine: Cold Night

Seeing that the fire fist was approaching, Leng Yehua's face tightened, and he lifted his internal strength and flashed to the side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wang Yifan's fist momentum did not stop, and he let his fist fall on the gate of the cold mansion.

Immediately, only a loud "boom" was heard, and the door of the mansion was shattered and instantly wrapped in a circle of flames.

Leng Yehua squinted at the burning gate, and there was no luck in his heart. The person in front of him has obviously made up his mind to kill, and I am afraid that no matter how many good things he says, it will only be a waste of words. You might as well lure him to a crowded part of the city, and maybe delay a little longer.

At this point, he immediately raised his internal strength, jumped up, and headed towards the square market with many houses in the city.

Jin Jingsheng was born in the Northern Regions and was no stranger to Little Rock, and when he saw the direction he was fleeing, he reacted instantly and exclaimed loudly: "It's not good, he wants to go to Fang City." There is a large population there, and he cannot be allowed to hurt the innocent! ”

Wang Yifan's eyebrows tightened, and he said in his heart that this person was too shameless, so he immediately rose against the wind and chased after him. In a hurry, he didn't care about the fear of heights in his heart.

The sky was getting brighter, and Leng Yehua couldn't get away with the two behind him, and he couldn't help but feel anxious. The internal strength of the soles of the feet is gradually no longer controlled. Running all the way, countless roofs and roofs were smashed.

Jin Jing couldn't bear it when she saw this, and said, "Wood, you put me down, otherwise this cold man doesn't know how many families he will destroy." ”

Wang Yifan did not hesitate, and immediately said "yes" and put her on a roof. Then he chased towards Leng Yehua at full speed.

Leng Yehua turned his head to look at it, and his heart was shocked. Holding the sword, he shouted: "Junior, why are you persecuted. If you kill me, you won't end well. ”

Wang Yifan smiled and said, "If that's the case, then you can rest assured." I never kill anyone, I just want to abolish your cultivation so that you can't do evil. ”

Leng Yehua's face was stagnant, and he was angry but had nothing to say, so he simply kept silent and just went around in circles.

After a half-ring, Wang Yifan saw the opportunity and suddenly increased his speed. He quietly took out a spear and smashed it down on his shoulder.

The blade of the gun broke through the wind, and Leng Yehua turned his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw the tip of the gun in his head, it was too late to react. Immediately smashed the roof and fell into the house. Wang Yifan followed closely, and the spirit tool in his hand turned into a long whip at some point, rolling towards Leng Yehua like a spirit snake spitting out a letter.

In the dust, Leng Yehua got up in time and swung his sword to swing the long whip away.

It was a matter of life and death, he hurriedly looked around, and saw three or five low-level martial cultivators cowering in a corner of the room, and immediately wanted to take them hostage. At that time, Wang Yifan arrived in time and blocked him with a whip.

Leng Yehua's heart was gloomy, and he squinted at the smash on his shoulder, and said, "Junior, the spirit spear of the ice and electric elements is really vicious. ”

Wang Yifan smiled faintly and said, "Master Leng, each other." If you don't run away, I won't use this trick. As he spoke, he quietly waved his hand at the person behind him, signaling him to flee quickly.

Leng Yehua's face was gloomy, he raised his long sword, and said indifferently: "Okay, I'm Leng Yehua to fight, but as an outcast of the 'Sword Sea', I prefer to die under the long sword." Junior, take out your sword. ”

Wang Yifan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, changed his whip to a sword, and said suspiciously: "Oh, will there be a disciple like you in the 'Sword Sea'?" ”

"It's hard to look back on."

Leng Yehua frowned, lightly swiped the long sword in his hand, and said, "Hmph!" Without further ado, don't you want to kill me, show your skills. Sixth-Order Spirit Apparatus, 'Blood Night'. ”

After speaking, I saw that in his broken palm, a stream of living blood flowed up to the blade of the sword, covering the long sword with a layer of bloody clothes like clothes. The blood-colored sword is murderous. Slowly release a blood-colored mist to envelop him.

Wang Yifan was surprised when he saw this, but he didn't ask much, the drama of "raising a sword with blood" is not uncommon in TV series, and the role is similar, it is nothing more than to let the person holding the sword have a powerful BUFF in a short period of time.

He smiled slightly, and the yuan power in his body was quietly released, covering the long sword in his hand, and said lightly: "Leng family master, I will fulfill you." Eighth-order spirit equipment, Red Phoenix Sword. ”

"What! Eighth-Order Spirit Apparatus! ”

Leng Yehua exclaimed, his eyes between the blood mist staring at the long sword in Wang Yifan's hand.

He could see clearly that the ink on the blade was gradually peeling off, revealing dazzling red rays, slowly illuminating the room. The transformation of the long sword is like a fire phoenix slowly crawling out of the coke, no, it should be said that it is a newborn phoenix.

A moment later, the true body of the Red Phoenix Sword was revealed. A fierce scorching sword aura rushed towards his face. This is the breath that belongs only to the spirit tool itself.

In an instant, the blood mist gradually disappeared, and the sixth-order "Blood Night" also became motionless, and the bloody clothes flowing above the blade quickly condensed and cracked in the scorching breath.

The strength of the two is very different, there is no suspense in the collision, and the winner is divided by just one face.

At this moment, Leng Yehua was like dementia, and muttered: "Eighth-order spirit tools... It's really an eighth-order spirit tool! It can't be, it can't be! Except for those old men in the Sword Sea, no one would have an eighth-order spirit device. Thinking of this, he raised his sword and asked, "Who are you?" Why do you have an Eighth-Order Spirit Sword? ”

"You've been to the Sword Sea!"

"You... You were sent by the Sword Sea to kill me, yes and no? ”

Wang Yifan saw him asking and answering himself, he was crazy, and he suddenly felt a little unbearable. couldn't help but say: "Leng Yehua, if you turn back now, it will not be too late." ”

Hearing this, Leng Yehua suddenly thundered in his head, laughed strangely, and waved his sword: "Turn around and turn back!" It's been ten years, and you're still like this! What do you say about being devoted to the sword, saying that money is something outside the body, what do you use to feed the disciples of the Sword Sea without money, there is no money... You can't do anything. I'm greedy for money, so what? I'm not just greedy for money, I'm greedy for power! I'm greedy for everything, I... I'll kill you! When the time comes, I will have an eighth-order spirit tool in my hand, what can you do! ”

After speaking, he suddenly clenched the long sword in his left hand and slashed it fiercely, and even the skin and flesh in his palm were cut off a little.

Between the blood and flesh, the "Blood Night" was covered with a thick layer of blood, and the murderous atmosphere was awe-inspiring. And the blood-colored mist also reappeared, and it remained alive under the scorching aura of the Red Phoenix Sword.

Leng Yehua closed his eyes and swallowed, inhaling all the blood and qi around his body. At the same time, his aura suddenly swelled wildly, and he didn't stop until he crossed the threshold of the eighth order.

At this point, the two finally stood on the same starting line.

Wang Yifan pulled the sword flower and stepped out, and between his breaths, there was already an afterimage.

Seeing this, Leng Yehua's heart tightened, and his five senses couldn't help but open, and he raised his sword and jumped back. And he swung his sword several times at the place where he had stood. "Ding Ding Ding" only heard three crisp sounds, but no one was seen. Immediately shouted: "Shadowless Sword Heart!" ”

Leng Yehua was not wrong, what Wang Yifan used at this time was the secret technique "Shadowless Sword Heart" that taught Jian Anjie at the beginning.