Chapter 142: Ling Feng is here
"Oops, this demon is extraordinary, I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with it."
Uncle Jiu's face changed, and he said in a loud voice.
"Master, what should I do now?"
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng hurriedly asked.
I can't deal with that Ling Feng, I'm afraid that tonight, all three of them will die here.
Uncle Shi is not here, this is a bad thing.
"Open the altar and set up the array!"
Uncle Nine shouted.
"Yes."
The two brothers were shocked, endured the pain, and a carp stood up from the ground.
In the corner of the room, there was a dilapidated table, all covered in dust.
The two brothers didn't care so much, so they quickly moved over and put it in the middle of the room, facing the door.
The two of them took out the tools for opening the altar from the package.
Qiusheng shook the yellow cloth and spread it on the table, and Wencai immediately put the incense burner.
Uncle Nine took the fragrance, flicked his fingertips lightly on it, and "rubbed" it, and the fragrance spontaneously combusted without fire.
He hurriedly bowed three times, and read in his mouth: "Ask Master Zu to borrow my divine power to drive away evil spirits." ”
After that, the fragrance was inserted into the incense burner.
Suddenly, a momentum seemed to fall from the sky, and the breath on Uncle Jiu's whole body soared, as if divine power was poured into his body.
The practice of opening the altar by the people in the Taoist Gate, with the blessing of the ancestor and the divine power, the Taoist Dharma will be temporarily improved.
Ling Feng's strength is not trivial, if Uncle Nine wants to fight with him, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, the only way is to use the power of the ancestor to fight.
"Interesting! You are a dignified disciple of the outer sect of Maoshan Mountain, you dare to fight with the inner disciples, and you also escaped from prison, which can be regarded as committing the crime of killing each other and deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and now you are looking for the ancestor to borrow divine power! ”
Outside the room, Ling Feng sneered and said in a loud voice.
Uncle Nine took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I didn't intend to compete with others, but others are aggressive, if I guessed correctly, the reason why you were able to get out of Maoshan Prison was because Elder Feng deliberately let you go, right?" ”
"Yes, I have thirty-six soul locking needles in my body, and Elder Feng promised to help me pull them all out, but ...... The condition is to take your life, I only have three soul locking needles left in my body now, and I will kill you...... I'm free! ”
Ling Feng didn't hide it, and told it all.
In his opinion, today, Uncle Nine and others, no matter what, will not escape death.
A secret to a dying person is not a secret.
Uncle Jiu's face froze, and he said, "You are so familiar with the affairs of my Daomen, could it be that you are also a member of the Daomen?" ”
"Not bad."
"Why do I have a demon like you?"
"Hahaha...... There are so many things you don't know! ”
"In that case, let the horses come!"
Uncle Nine roared, and the copper coin sword in his hand stabbed forward.
In an instant, I only saw three incense sticks flashing above the altar.
The fire of Xingling rose up, and in mid-air, it was like turning into three fire dragons, suddenly illuminating the darkness.
"The sword mountain is a sword pillar, and the gun and knife are like a blade. The cross is strong, cold and dark. Speed up the heavenly hell and ban the demons. Haste as a law. ”
Uncle Nine chanted a mantra, and the copper coin sword in his hand trembled uncontrollably, and suddenly, he came out of his hand and shot out of the room.
Outside the house, Ling Feng roared angrily.
In an instant, I saw the long sword slashing into the air, and the fierce power was like turning into wind and rain, and the thunder roared.
"Ping Pong ......"
The two magic swords met in mid-air, and they were immediately entangled together, fighting evenly between the top and the bottom.
Ling Feng's long sword emitted a silvery-white light, dazzling, and everywhere it went, the sword light was miserable, as if it had split the void, and the rolling power was extremely terrifying.
Uncle Jiu's copper coin sword, although it is short, is blessed with divine power, golden light shines, and endless power radiates out.
"Boom"
There was a loud bang.
I saw the long sword coming through the air, and the sword light slashed down, and in an instant, it landed on the rock wall of the house.
The rock wall cracked and shattered to the ground.
"Wencai, Qiusheng, some wax!"
Uncle Jiu's face changed, and he only felt that his blood was surging in his body.
Fighting with that Ling Feng just now, Uncle Nine controlled the copper coin sword, although it looked no different from Ling Feng's sword technique, but in fact, it consumed a lot of vitality.
"Oh, okay."
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng shook their spirits, did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly took out the candle, lit it, and waved it on the altar.
Uncle Nine touched it with his backhand, took out three charms from his body, recited the spell in his mouth, and the spell was played.
Three charms flew out and instantly stuck to the blade of the copper coin sword.
The copper coin sword seemed to be supported by reinforcements, and the golden light shone again, hanging in the air, turning into a god, and killing towards the long sword.
The rolling sound is mighty, like thunder and trembling, deafening.
I saw a ray of light, which seemed to bloom from the copper coin sword, and swept towards the long sword.
"Humph! Lin Fengjiao, even if Master Zu comes today, he can't save your life! ”
Ling Feng's voice resounded in the air.
In the darkness, endless desolation, like a mist, drifted around.
High in the sky, the black clouds pressed on the top, as if it was an infinite terrifying power, about to engulf the entire Cheng family.
On Ling Feng's body, although there are still three soul locking needles that have not been removed, his current strength has recovered seventy percent, and when he was at the top of Mao Mountain, even Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Fang were not his opponents, let alone the three of Ninth Uncle.
"Ding"
The sound of a dragon's sword roar resounded throughout the night.
The fierce killing intent pierced through the darkness, as if it came from the Netherworld Hell.
The Dao Gate Imperial Sword Technique was exerted to the extreme in Ling Feng's body, and it was not weaker than the Sword Dao Gate Qingcheng Mountain.
A magnificent killing, rolling smoke and dust in all directions, rolling in, heaven and earth, as if this sword, condensed his decades of skill, boundless.
"Boom"
A loud bang rang out.
The long sword pierced the void, and the shock came, and in an instant, it met the copper coin sword.
At this moment, the light on the sword body was suddenly suppressed by the long sword and dimmed.
The moment the tips of the two swords collided, the sound of "clanging" came out, and the copper coin sword trembled, and in an instant, the copper coins on it broke open and fell to the ground.
The power of the entire copper coin sword seemed to be gone at this moment.
"Poof......
Uncle Jiu's body trembled, he couldn't resist it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body staggered, and he took a few steps back.
"Master."
Wencai and Qiusheng were shocked and wanted to help him.
At this moment, the long sword came through the air, and the divine light was shining, like a dazzling divine light, and it was about to stab the ninth uncle.
"Master, be careful!"
Wen Cai's face changed greatly, he roared, and without hesitation, he pounced, and suddenly blocked in front of Uncle Jiu.
"Whoosh"
In an instant, the long sword pierced through Wen Cai's chest and stabbed on the wall behind him, only an inch away from Uncle Jiu's head.
"Literary ......"
"Senior Brother......
Uncle Jiu's whole person was completely shocked, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Qiusheng let out a heart-rending shout.
Inside the room, a chill invaded......