The ghost vine trapped on Ling Feng's body moved slightly, the old man suddenly sneered, and waved the ghost vine heavily, only to see that the ghost vine trapped on Ling Feng's body shook for a while, and the power that Ling Feng had tried his best to condense suddenly dissipated, and his blood and qi fluctuated strangely.

Ling Feng was shocked in his heart, but he was also suspicious: "This ghost vine can actually control people's qi and blood, so that people can't be lucky, it's so difficult that I really want to die here today." ”

Ling Feng was desperate, but saw that Lao Guan glared at him and said, "Stinky boy, you dare to play tricks with the old man, and then punish you to your chest and punch yourself twenty times, first in the left chest, and then in the right chest." "Wave the oni vine at the moment......

Ling Feng swung his left fist in response to the situation and hit it in his left chest, suddenly feeling that the bones in his chest were about to crack, and his mouth was salty.

Ling Feng's left and right cheeks were swollen, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he raised his head, his eyes showed a resolute and vicious look, he looked at the old man, and said word by word, "Enough, don't force the master anymore, if the master starts a madness, everyone will have no good fruit to eat!" ”

The old man was slightly stunned, and then said: "Stinky boy, you really can't be scared of the old man, what kind of fart skills do you have, you have used it a long time ago, will you wait until now, besides, a little soul star powerhouse, do you still have to turn out the palm of the old man." ”

Ling Feng's whole body suddenly shook slightly, and he said sharply: "In that case, let me let you see, why you will feel a feeling of horror when you see me." Ling Feng lowered his head, and the blood at the corner of his mouth flowed and dripped down, which was really weird.

Suddenly, a sudden shout sounded like thunder: "Three, soul, move!"

The cheers filled his ears, and he suddenly felt that Ling Feng's momentum couldn't help but rise, and it seemed to be endless.

At this time, the old man suddenly felt a strange pressure coming towards him, it stands to reason that the soul power in Ling Soul's body has been wiped out, blood has flowed between his mouth and nose, and he has been trapped by the ghost vine, he only needs to gently run the ghost vine, he can stir Ling Feng into a pile of flesh and blood, this is already a mortal situation.

But for some reason, he was deterred by Ling Feng's sudden outburst of momentum, a trace of uneasiness swept through his heart, and suddenly, he withdrew his heart to torture and tease Ling Feng, "Go die!" This thought flashed away, and the old man didn't leave his hand, the green staff in his hand, with a 'woo' sound, broke out of the air and shot towards Ling Feng's head.

This staff was the gathering of the old man's whole body power, and it shot all the way, and the energy ripples in the air were stacked endlessly, and once the leaves floating in the air reached his body, they disintegrated at all.

In the face of such a crisis, Ling Feng originally wanted to mobilize the two souls, after all, even moving the two souls was something he couldn't control now, but when the old man sent out this staff, he didn't believe that mobilizing the two souls could avoid difficulties, and after hesitating slightly, the three souls suddenly moved together.

Suddenly, the hot qi of the whole body moved, and the hot wind passed through, and the ghost vines trapped in his body burned without fire and turned into ashes in the sky.

When the three souls moved suddenly, a trace of strangeness suddenly flashed in Ling Feng's heart, penetrating through his body, only to feel that the majestic soul power was surging all over his body, and his eyes were full of golden light.

This is a strange feeling born from the heart, the warmth of the ocean surged to the limbs and eight bodies, the body immediately gave birth to a great change, the extreme emptiness is extremely large, as if all-encompassing, all-encompassing, seeing that green rod shooting, Ling Feng suddenly had a thought in his heart.

The green staff suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then Ling Feng's heart moved, and the green staff immediately turned into a pile of green-colored powder, filling the heavens and the earth, Ling Feng's consciousness was clear at the moment, unprecedented.

Suddenly, the illusion vanished, and all the soul power was gathered and poured into the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

The old man clearly saw that Ling Feng was about to be hit, who expected that the green staff that he sent out with all his strength actually stopped at half an inch of Ling Feng's throat, he had never encountered such a situation, he was extremely shocked in his heart, and after thinking about it carefully, suddenly his face was completely bloodless, and he shouted: "The 'potential' of the Soul Heaven Realm, the potential controls all things, is this kid a Soul Heaven powerhouse!" ”

Thinking of this, his heart was broken, he was frightened, he supported his feet, withdrew and retreated, and suddenly felt the figure in front of him shake, and he was punched his left cheek, which made him dizzy, and then another punch on his left cheek, and suddenly his eyes were full of stars.

Suddenly attacked, the old man was shocked and angry, and shouted: "You are a soul powerhouse, you are a soul sky powerhouse...... heart was shocked, his hands waved wildly, and he ran around, losing his rules.

Ling Feng was also slightly surprised to see that this old man was afraid of being like this after receiving two punches from himself, in fact, Ling Feng's own condition was also a mess, the feeling of moving the three souls just now came and went quickly, just after he broke those ghost vines trapped in his body.

The accumulated internal injuries all over the body suddenly attacked, at this time he was also chaotic qi and blood, and the injuries to the meridians and internal organs were not light, although he desperately punched the old man twice, but it was dark in front of him, his throat was sweet, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

But at this time, seeing that the old man was crazy, it seemed that he was really frightened, Ling Feng dodged away from the old man's indiscriminate attack, and shouted: "This old man is not dead, as soon as he wakes up, he will die, so it is better to take the opportunity to get rid of him." He handed the Heavenly Sword in his left hand, picked up a stone in his right hand and threw it at the old man.

Hearing only a "clang" sound, and by the instinctive reflex, the old man waved his hand and struck at the stone, which suddenly shattered in response.

At the moment when the old man smashed the stone, the Heavenly Sword was already filled with soul power, Ling Feng's spiritual sense was trivial, and he swung it out with all his might, and the Heavenly Sword carried the infinite sword intent, breaking through the breath, and before the old man could react, it penetrated his chest and back.

Pity this old man has reached the realm of soul clouds, rampant for a hundred years, and today he died at the hands of a soul star master because of fear, it is really a kind of irony, it is really true that the longer a person lives, the more afraid of death in his heart, but I don't know, sometimes, the more afraid of death, the sooner he dies.

The long sword passed through the body, as if a gust of sad wind swept through the body, it was actually a cool, the old man's consciousness was restored before he died, he grabbed the heavenly sword with his backhand, and with a wave of his right hand, he hit Ling Feng's forearm, at this time, Ling Feng's body was already empty, and he protected his body soul power, with a click, his forearm was broken, the heavenly sword was taken off, and the person was thrown out.

"Unwilling, the old man is unwilling!" The old man staggered with the hilt of the sword in one hand and fell backwards, but with the other hand he tightly held the bloody hole made by the Heavenly Sword, retreated to the back, suddenly tripped over a tree vine, fell with a 'bang', and never lived again.

Ling Feng was seriously injured, he had exhausted his whole body energy with a sword, his knees were weak, he fell to the ground, his consciousness was already unconscious, and at this time, he was hit by this old man again, and lay on the ground in a daze, looking at the secluded Ling, a thought flashed in his heart: "Although the young master was not killed by the Soul Cloud powerhouse, there is a chance that he will become the beast or the ration of the demonic beast!" With a wry smile, he suddenly felt suffocated and fainted.

(End of chapter)