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After noticing that the shadow under him was trembling, the marks in Zhang Yifeng's hands became more frequent, and the next moment Zhang Yifeng let out a low shout.

"Shadow Cage."

Zhang Yifeng finally attacked.

But to the mad deacon's surprise, after Zhang Yifeng let out a low roar, his body stood motionless, and he didn't see any aura blooming from Zhang Yifeng's body. The mad deacon was about to ask, what are you kid doing, scaring people? A terrifying wave suddenly appeared behind the mad deacon.

The mad deacon's body trembled, and he turned around suddenly, and saw a scene that he could never forget in his life.

All around, black shadows suddenly appeared, like ghosts, like ghosts.

The shadows are dense, covering the sky and the earth, like a cage!

"What kind of martial arts is this!"

The mad deacon's pupils kept trembling, and he had lived most of his life, but he didn't know what kind of martial arts it was.

What is this black thing that looks like a shadow? How did it appear quietly?

Just as the mad deacon was shocked, shadows had fallen on him all around, forming a black cage that trapped him in a narrow dark space.

The mad deacon was about to smash the black cage around him with all his might, and the sense of crisis of death suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, very clear and very strong.

Almost in the midst of lightning, the mad deacon, with his keen perception, leaned to the side.

A bright light suddenly appeared, and then disappeared in a flash.

The mad deacon could see clearly, this light was a sword, this sword stabbed in from the outside, silent, unguardable, if it wasn't for the fluctuation of the air he felt, this sword just now had already pierced his body.

At this moment, if you look at it from the outside, you will find that the cage that surrounded the mad deacon suddenly formed two black arms.

These arms, commanded by Zhang Yifeng.

Because these are his shadows!

If you look closely, you will find that the shadow under Zhang Yifeng's feet holds up a long black line, which is connected with the black cage.

This is Zhang Yifeng's secret technique. It is also the most mysterious secret technique in the Lingyue Continent, and there is no one.

This secret technique was created by immortals. Technique name: Shadow Cultivation Technique.

This technique, with specific means, can control one's own shadow. You must know that the shadow of a person, even the shadow of all things, is just a shadowy and invisible thing, which cannot be touched and does not have any breath. The shadow cultivation technique can make the shadow a unique energy, so that it can cast thousands of changes, and it is impossible to prevent it.

In the last life, the reason why Zhang Yifeng was besieged and killed was because he had too many secrets. A peerless powerhouse, who wants to capture him and forcibly obtain his memories.

The hands formed by the shadows each hold a sword.

One is yellow-level, and the other is Xuan-level!

That sword just now is just the beginning.

"Shadow? Sword Dance! ”

Zhang Yifeng's indifferent voice came again.

The next moment, the shadow danced, like a peerless enchantress, dancing the sword and making music.

Beautiful but full of murderous power!

The two swords, glittering in the sunlight, stabbed madly into the shadow cage.

Zhang Yifeng knew that his attack had to be compact and not give the mad deacon any respite. He had to kill the mad deacon when the other party was unsuspecting and unexpected.

Snort!

The sword pierced the black cage, which had many sword-shaped holes.

Zhang Yifeng didn't know how many swords he had stabbed, his face was already pale, this powerful secret technique was too consuming of spiritual power.

With such a dense attack, in the case of unpreparedness, the mad deacon should be killed, right?

"Not good!"

Zhang Yifeng was about to move his divine sense to the black cage to investigate the situation of the mad deacon inside, when the sense of crisis of death suddenly lingered all over his body!

"Boy, you wasted one of my hole cards. Die! ”

At the same time, the mad deacon's angry voice came from his ears, and he broke out of the ground from the ground under Zhang Yifeng. Although there was blood all over his body, he didn't seem to have been fatally hit, and at this moment he punched Zhang Yifeng's head!

Zhang Yifeng didn't have time to think about how the mad deacon got out of the cage and how he appeared next to him, he didn't have time to think about it now, he just wanted to save his life.

But now it's clearly too late to move the body.

At the moment of crisis, the shadow under Zhang Yifeng's body suddenly formed a hand, which grabbed the mad deacon's feet.

Human consciousness is always more flexible than the body, and Zhang Yifeng can control the shadow cultivation technique as long as his consciousness moves.

At the same time, a spiritual attack blasted towards the mad deacon's sea of knowledge!

Zhang Yifeng took this opportunity to turn around and escape.

As soon as he escaped, the shadow that was entangled in the mad deacon's feet broke away from the mad deacon's legs, it was not that Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to withdraw the secret technique, but that the mad deacon used his own strength to tear the shadow apart after resisting the spiritual attack.

The gap in cultivation between Zhang Yifeng and the mad deacon is too big after all.

"Boy, you have to die."

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The mad deacon was completely furious, he never expected this kid to be so powerful. He seems to have a lot of good things on him, and those two swords just now are not ordinary!

Can't stay, this son definitely can't stay!

If this son is allowed to continue to grow, there will be endless troubles.

The mad deacon has a murderous intention, how can Zhang Yifeng sit still and wait for death.

In the palm of his hand, a black flame suddenly appeared, and then he threw the flame out.

The flame threw out the palm of his hand, and instantly turned into a sea of black flames, enveloping himself and the mad deacon.

Netherfire fire!

As soon as the Netherworld Fire came out, the temperature around it rose rapidly. The scorching heat makes the weeds burn instantly.

Flames and black smoke billowed out.

This battle must be resolved quickly. The movement here will quickly attract other people. Although the seventh mountain is not for anyone to come, it is inevitable that there will be powerful inner court disciples here.

"What kind of fire is this!"

The mad deacon was in the midst of the fire, and his face changed drastically. The flame had just appeared, and he felt that his body was about to burn, this flame was definitely not an ordinary flame, fortunately, his cultivation was strong, so he would not be cremated in an instant.

The mad deacon knew that he had to get out of this sea of fire, or else he would end up dead.

But, how could Zhang Yifeng give him this will? Even Zhang Yifeng didn't give the mad deacon a chance to make a move.

"Red Spirit!"

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng released the red spirit.

He handed the two swords to the red spirit's hand.

Hong Ling knew why Zhang Yifeng summoned her, took the sword, and her body disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Yifeng took a few Huishen Pills. Regained his senses, then drank cold again.

"Shadow Cage!"

The shadow resembles a snake, forming a black cage.

But, that's not all.

A shadow arm appeared at Zhang Yifeng's feet, and the two swords shone brightly under the illumination of the spiritual fire.

"Shadow? Sword Dance! ”

The shadows danced, like a peerless enchantress wielding a sword.