Han Fei put the vial of blood back in its place, startled, and immediately grunted.

"The blood and milk of the blizzard elves melted, and year after year they complemented each other, slowly turning into a blood medicine, which has the effect of being invulnerable to all poisons."

Monsters and beasts always bring unexpected results, but you have to experience it yourself. Han Kee looks like a veteran at first glance. Lin Yifeng was stunned. This is probably the difference between Zhouchuan and the real mainland.

"You seem surprised by what I know?" Han Yu sneered, but it was only a matter of a moment, and it didn't seem to matter if it was there or not.

"As a magician, I know all the drugs on the continent, but this is the most basic. Zhouchuan is a corner of the mainland. It's a pity you don't understand.

Han Yu said that the magician before also gave a concise explanation, that magician is like a pharmacist in Zhou Chuan? Now, it seems that Hany meant that magicians included pharmacists.

"Sneer!"

A terrible flame flew from the palm of this cold man. The breath of silence seems to be a moment of stillness, leaving only overflowing fear.

Lin Yifeng shook his shoulders, frightened by the flames that suddenly emerged from his body. It is a controllable force, but the aura emanating from it inadvertently feels the shadow hidden within it, so it is difficult to control even if the owner of the flame is cold.

Just a little bit, let the pupils dilate, and if they are not protected, they will die without even knowing themselves.

This sudden fire is a bit strange, I bit my cold lip and wiped it, the pain is incomprehensible, it should be that kind of strange disease has flare up again.

However, due to the effect of the necklace, it is difficult for strange diseases to wreak havoc in a short period of time. Standing in the cubic foot, the aura of fear dissipated. Han Yi took a slow breath and looked back at Lin Yifeng.

"See what?" The lips of ice are united in the cold.

Then, Lin Yifeng's gaze turned into a squint, and his body began to shake as he walked across the Han Road When he approached, he said weakly: "! I think you should find a man."

The grim man's face suddenly became colder and colder, and he hated what people had said to her throughout his life, especially when he touched himself.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not very interesting, you think you should be managed, but who can manage you in Zong Fengyun?" I don't think so.

"Seek death!" Han Fei was furious, full of spiritual power, and Lin Yifeng disappeared.

In the depths of the Tianshan Mountains, Lin Yifeng's figure flashed, his face was no longer a genius hippie smile, and he looked back while running, and then two figures appeared.

"Humph! Of course, it's up to you.

When he and Han stayed together, Lin Yifeng already felt that the two people were following them, and they were very familiar with each other. The intention of the assassination was entirely on him, so he deliberately left him and dragged them out.

When they arrived at an open place, Lin Yifeng turned around and burst out with powerful spiritual power to the rear. The two men suddenly stopped and slowly appeared.

"Did you know you weren't dead?" Ma Xingyin said that Luo Jian also came over later, and his face was also very gloomy. "It's hard to start when you're just standing next to you." You're good. You brought us here on purpose, do you want to beat us alone? ”

"Haha...... If you think so, that's great! The first time you get God's favor, the second time you won't! ”

"Looks like that old thief keeps seeing my body!" Lin Yifen said weakly, but his eyes sparkled He continued. "A little less of a corpse, it's better to show him two, it's more interesting".

"I'm afraid you don't have that qualification!" Xing sneered. Lin Yifeng did not die for the first time. This time, Ma Xing did not have the idea of a third time. In other words, Lin Yifeng had no chance to escape.

However, Lin Yifeng has only experienced a huge transformation on this day, and I'm afraid they won't be so easy. Gu Liming's biggest obstacle was obviously not around them. Yi Ming and Luo Jian are not worth mentioning at all.

"This kid is so cunning, Ma Xing!" Hurry up and bring the body back. Luo Jian said coldly, and when he finished speaking, his spiritual strength suddenly rose. Ghosts are killed like blood fiends, which is disgusting. Lin Yifeng too.

Ma Xing whispered:. "Brother Luo Jian, don't worry, this kid fell off the cliff, he died, he was seriously injured, and now he just wants us to know how easy it is to kill him, just like he is crushing ants!"

"Haha...... Ma Xing dog thief, can you try it first?

Lin Yifeng laughed, the dog thief scolded Ma Xing, forced him, and gradually he said that he was not in a hurry and became bullshit, and his spiritual power floated out from time to time.

"A little!" I want you to shut up forever today! ”

"Rush! Rush! Rush! ”

Ma Xing's era.

Xuanling Blade!

The sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, and Luo Jian was holding an ingenious weapon in his hand. The hot air is a little cold, and the cold is caused by the Xuanling Blade.

Gu Liming has a bit of a brain. He left the magic sword behind. I didn't expect it to be put into service. "Luo Jian's cold road matches the cold road of Xuanling Blade.

Psychic weapons are a formidable fighting force. Luo Jian is no longer Lin Yifeng's opponent. However, once a psychic weapon is used, it is difficult to predict whether you will die or live in this fight.

Lin Yifeng's heart didn't have too many waves, the wilderness of his previous life, he had read countless spiritual tools, and the power to resist them was still the same.

"Hey!"

Luo Jian's eyes were obscured by shadows, and he threw Xuanling's blade into the sky. Suddenly, the sky turned into a giant electric knife. His body and feet covered half of the sky, and sparks flickered.

The big knife rattled and opened again. Under a sharp knife is resourceful. The smell of mixing is disappearing. Lin Yifen was slightly positive and her breathing was blocked. But the power is too much. He was inevitably thrown out a few breaths, and before he could hit it, he felt the power of the psychic weapon.

Luo Jianjian raised his mouth, sneered, laughed, mixed with the smell of blood, and muttered a few times, the giant blade formed by the Xuanling Blade was unstoppable, and the terrible waves overturned everything nearby.

Lin Yifeng turned around and dodged from the side. Although he didn't receive a frontal blow, Xuanling's blade cut off his suffocation, causing him a slight injury, but only slightly.

Lin Yifeng understands the pressure of talent better than anyone. He hid, but his heart could not be hidden without hurting him. He only hurt a little, or rather breathed, which made him feel strange.

Is this a problem with the psychic device?

Lin Yifeng's mysterious body is like a hanging bell blade, with the word "hanging bell" on it. This suggests that there is a connection between the two. They only hurt a little bit just now. Should they be a source of physical strength?

However, Lin Yifeng did not dare to be lazy at all. The Xuanling Blade did less damage to him, but it was of no use to him.

Luo Jian waved his hand, and the huge floating knife fell down again. It roared through the clouds. After more than a dozen bombardments, Lin Yifeng disappeared from view.

"Sneer!"

Powerful spiritual power rushed through some of the hidden places in front of him, leaving not even air behind. Luo Jian was stunned. He failed to beat Lin Yifeng continuously. He was angry for a few minutes, and then a ridiculous arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You can avoid it once or twice, I don't believe you can avoid it a million times!"

His eyes were staring at Lin Yifeng, sneering. After a hoarse voice, Luo Jian's arm bent very sharply and held the Xuanling knife with his hand.

This is so fierce and free, it gives Lin Xiao a bad feeling, and he waved his arms quickly, only to see the explosion of spirit, and he was full of anger.

Lin Yifeng's purpose is obvious. Luo Jian's goal was to get Xuanling's blade to hit him, so he stood up and let him chop. Running away is not a lasting way. If you want to kill the person in front of you, you have to take down the mysterious elven blade floating on the water.

"There's nothing you can do about it!"

After Luo Jian's cold voice, his figure flashed, knowing that Lin Yifeng wanted to compete with his body and the Xuanling Blade, he showed a teasing smile.

Xuanling's blade waved like lightning, swept down like lightning, and with a low amount of alcohol, Lin Yifeng waved his hand, blocking the split Xuanling blade, and then exhaled deeply, and the power of the spirit gushed out, which was equivalent to the power of the spiritual tool.

Luo Jianli was surprised, a little incredulous. He contracted his arms at breakneck speed. The air caused a huge explosion. The power of the Xuanling Blade is doubled. It's also hard to resist stress. Later, Lin Yifeng was obviously at a disadvantage.

The huge leaves are like a mountain that is hard to breathe. It is impossible to get rid of it. If you can't fight back, your life will be worrying.

"Hey...... What does it taste like to die?

Luo Jian smiled coldly.

With that smile, Luo Jian suddenly hesitated. Even during the economic downturn, Lin Yi did not show any anxiety.

In fact, he was right in his concerns. Shi Selin was just trying the power of the Xuanling Blade. Under the influence of the Ten Thousand Miles Mysterious Spirit Body, this spiritual tool is the same.

"Sneer!"

Luo Jian noticed that this was not good, and waved his hand to take Xuanling's blade back, but he was a step too late. With his spiritual strength, Lin Yifeng embraced the shining Xuanling Sword with both arms. He was so frightened that he went vib. Luo Jian hurriedly retreated from his heart.

The Xuanling Blade has lost its owner.