Chapter Eighty-Eight: The First Meeting of the Soul Cloud Master
Ten miles in front of them, a light figure was passing through Ling Zhong at an extremely fast speed.
This person was Ling Feng, when he got rid of Wang Feng and those people, he was alone and tried his best to track down, I don't know if it was luck or mildew, he found that he had found a trace of that person.
It was a white-haired old man, with long loose hair covering his face, and on one face, the bruising sarcoma couldn't help but protrude hideously, but other than that, there was no blood, his lips were chapped, and his face was all tangled, and he looked very scary.
Strength... Judging from the qi I felt, I don't know how much stronger than myself, and it stands to reason that I shouldn't be able to catch up.
However, although the aura looked very powerful, however, it was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the speed was only a little faster than his own, which made Ling Feng feel very strange.
Could it be that this old man deliberately slowed down to lure himself up, but if you think about it carefully, it's not right, there is no need to be so troublesome, with this old man's strength, he can completely turn around and destroy himself.
Moreover, after a period of tracking, Ling Feng also found that the old man's aura seemed to be even more messy, which was also the reason why he dared to follow now.
At this time, the old man in front seemed to know that he was being followed, and suddenly accelerated with all his might. I saw a few moves, and then I was gone.
"Hey, that's it." Ling Feng, who was cautiously following him just now, suddenly disappeared after seeing the old man move a few times.
"Why is this old man hiding from himself, is he afraid of me, hehe......" Ling Feng walked to the place where the old man had disappeared just now and touched his nose and thought a little stinky fart.
"That shouldn't be a bit of a possibility, though?" Although Ling Feng was very confident in himself, he also felt a little unbelievable about his conjecture.
"You can't blame me for this, I've done my best." After making sure that the old man was really missing, Ling Feng sighed helplessly.
After walking forward for a few dozen meters, looking around, there was a strange sound faintly coming from the long grass in the west, Ling Feng felt strange and looked for it.
The closer I got and the more I heard the sound more clearly, the more uneasy I felt in my heart, which seemed to be the voice of some kind of animal, sounding as if some injured animal was panting, excited and irregular.
Walking into the depths of the grass, Ling Feng pushed aside the half-human-high long grass that blocked his vision, and looked boldly, and saw the old man squatting on the ground, holding his head with both hands, and making a lotus sound in his mouth, although he couldn't see his facial expression, but from the cold sweat on his back, the old man was suffering a lotus.
And Princess Yaling was being put on a grass not far away by him, breathing well, lying on the ground and unable to move, obviously letting the old man seal the veins of the whole body.
"Hehe, so that's the case, there must have been something wrong with this old man, otherwise he wouldn't have found out that he was still running away, and he still looks like this." Ling Feng smirked and tried his best to use his soul power, and gradually a long sword as white as snow had condensed into a solid - "Woo"
A burst of blasting wind came—this made the old man, who was trying his best to suppress his injuries, suddenly raise his head and jump, trying to avoid Ling Feng's sneak attack, but Ling Feng used all his strength with one blow.
The old man was caught off guard, and now the pain was extremely heavy, and he screamed, flying into the air like a cannonball, and at the same time, Ling Feng's attack followed, and the soul sword in his hand, the sword stabbed at the old man.
It vomited blood all the way and flew 100 meters before stopping.
Ling Feng also stood not far from the old man, and after picking up the Emerald Spirit Stone that fell from the old man's body in his hand, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart, he should be dead now!!
Walked to Princess Yaling to unlock the ban given to her by the old man, and was about to stand up-
"Be careful!"
Princess Yaling, who had just come to her senses, suddenly shouted at Ling Feng's back.
Ling Feng reacted relatively quickly, as soon as Princess Yaling shouted, she knew that something was wrong, and immediately put all her soul power into her feet, and jumped quickly to the right with Princess Yaling in her arms, and when she reached ten zhang away, a ball of cyan light that emitted an extremely dazzling explosion exploded where she was standing just now.
After putting down Princess Yaling, I saw that the old man was covered in blood, and his whole body was full of blue light, obviously healing, but his chest was still bleeding like a column, as if he was a devil from hell, eerie and terrifying, his eyes shot a vicious gaze, and he couldn't spit out his teeth: "You...... You little bastard, you are so bold that you dare to sneak up on me, despicable little bastard, I will crush your bones and scatter your soul,"
Ling Feng shuddered all over his body when he saw the old man's appearance.
"Damn, is it immortal, and it can survive if I stab it like this." At this time, no matter how bold Ling Feng was, he couldn't help but feel cold all over his body.
"Little bastard, trying to kill me? Hmph, Lao Tzu let you die without a place to be buried. The old man spilled blood all the way, staggered over to the stage, and said viciously.
- "What are you still looking at, you idiot woman, why don't you run away!!" Ling Feng turned around and saw Princess Yaling standing behind him, her face pale, looking at this bloodied old man blankly, obviously frightened, Ling Feng suddenly rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Uh-oh——-, thank you for saving me, can you tell me who you are? I will repay you. At this time, Princess Yaling suddenly came to her senses, looked at the indifferent silver mask and said.
"No, I'm aiming for it, you—just by the way." Ling Feng threw away the Fei Jin Spirit Stone in his hand and said calmly.
"Anyway, I will definitely repay you, you be careful, I'll go first." Princess Yaling was simply there, knowing that it would only affect Ling Feng here, and after finishing speaking, she threw herself into Sen Ling.
"Whew~~" It wasn't until Princess Yaling's figure really disappeared that Ling Feng exhaled, and then faced the old man who was approaching step by step.
"Ga~~~Ga~~, boy, since you let go of my healing furnace, use your body to replace it." The old man laughed strangely.
"Huh~~"
A blue light flashed, shooting towards Ling Feng at an extremely fast speed.
"Damn, the master of the Soul Cloud Realm, why is he so perverted, let Lao Tzu fight like this, how can the attack power be so strong." Ling Feng jumped with all his strength, dodging this attack, looking at the trees behind him that were constantly letting this blue light shoot through, and said depressedly......
"Boy, is the speed good, Ga~~~Ga~~, you can dodge my attack, this time it's up to you how you dodge." On the side of the old man's body, with a wave of his right arm, the strange-shaped long sword drew a sword arc from left to right!
The old man's move seemed to be unremarkable, but in fact, it was extremely powerful, and the arc of the sword was drawn, which had completely sealed Ling Feng's front chest and death hole!
Ling Feng was terrified, he knew that this old man's strength was still much stronger than his own, and his body was flashing, so he could dodge a move!
"Boom"
The soul power of both sides is solid, and there is a loud bang! Ling Feng's face turned pale, and he took three steps back in a row, the qi and blood in his chest were churning, and he was obviously not lightly injured!
"Boy, you have cultivated to only the soul point realm, how can you be so powerful!" The old man's expression also changed, but he stood still and didn't move!
"If Lao Tzu only had the cultivation of soul points, he wouldn't have come here to play with you, an old immortal, and he would have run away without a shadow a long time ago," Ling Feng said in his heart.
But Ling Feng couldn't sigh in his heart, so he had to sanitize the idea of killing this old man, and turned his eyes to look at Ling Zhong.
"By now, that girl should have run away!!" Ling Feng saw that his goal had been achieved this time, and he also retreated.
Turdi –
Ling Feng scolded, and the old man also shouted!
"Bang~~"
The two figures parted! One of them flew towards the forest!!
"Old man, the master won't play with you anymore, go first, you don't have to send it, haha......" An extremely arrogant voice came from Sen Ling.
"Bastard, boy, sooner or later I want you to live rather than die!!" Seeing that Ling Feng had disappeared, and he was powerless to catch up, he roared angrily and waved his hand-
"Boom~~" The trees next to him made him hit angrily, and suddenly the grass and trees flew sideways.
(End of chapter)