"The ...... of the White Fruit"

Lancasri muttered as he slowly walked towards the "Holy White Fruit".

The tree is like a pure white fluorescent gathering, about a foot high, hanging down the snow-white vines gently swaying, the posture is extremely elegant. But when Lancasri walked into its ethereal light, things changed abruptly—

The white light was torn apart like a phantom of illusion, and several blue-black knotted vines emerged from underneath, entangled Lancasri like lightning.

"Ahh - Rescue, rescue...... Destiny ......"

Happily, the Lancastri priests seem to have finally come to their senses. At the same time, the thing revealed its true face, and it was also recognized by Liuye: "Phantom Snake? ”

Phantom pseudo-snake, also known as snake-tail vine, pseudo-snake demon beast, is not good at walking, but as its name suggests, it can transform into something that creatures can see, emitting hallucinogenic dust, and luring prey into a net.

This is a number of Xuan-rank demon beasts in the Yin Wind Forest.

Seeing that Yi Feng didn't want to move, Liuye wanted to go over to save people.

"You're going to save him?" Yi Feng stopped her, looking lazy and playful, "What to do to save him?" Think about these people in the Temple of Light—arrogant and arrogant, who treat you badly, why do you want to save him? What to do to save him? ”

"That's why you don't save people?" Liuye glanced at him, "For me, this is not a reason to die. ”

She lit the torch and ran towards the Phantom Snake, "He's the priest of the Temple of Light, so I'll save him." ”

The phantom snake itself is incapacitated, and its attack method is to slap and strangle with dozens of vine-like tails. Flowing Night had dealt with this monster before, and was familiar with its attack patterns, deftly dodging the snake's tail while holding a torch and slapping the snake's tail that was entangled in Lancasri.

This demon beast is the same as ordinary snake demon beasts, afraid of light and fire. Lancasri was so entangled that his face turned purple, and he couldn't care about it, and he went to break the tail of the snake around his neck.

At this moment, a subtle, rapid sound of breaking the air suddenly came from behind.

Because the phantom snake tail flicked in all directions, Liuye didn't notice it for a while, and was hit by the artery in the wrist, and the blood flowed in an instant, and the sulfur torch couldn't hold it.

"Easy wind! What are you doing! She covered her wrists and looked back in an angry question. Cultivators are not injured by the mind, heart, and cyclone, and other idle injuries will not be immediately fatal. But her wrists are also extremely important joints, which makes her combat effectiveness sharply reduced.

And this attack came from Yi Feng, who was watching the play behind him.

"I said it, why did you save him?" Yi Feng played with a wind blade condensed in his hand, and smiled slowly: "Since you want to save the people of the Temple of Light, then I have to let you die together." ”

The phantom snake was stimulated by the blood, and the whole thing became excited, and the vines rattled. Liuye's wrist was wounded, and there was no torch, and the situation was dwarfed by it. She hated and puzzled: "Why? ”

Yi Feng didn't answer, just looked at her with great interest, and praised: "Oh, this skill is really good, so you can avoid it." But—"

He laughed wickedly: "I wonder what happened to the priest in Lancasri?" ”

Liuye was startled, and when he looked inside, he saw that the vines were dense, and he could barely see the appearance of people. I had to grit my teeth and stimulate my spiritual power, and the chaotic wind blade slashed away, snatching people out in danger.

"You're really not a Yellow Order." Yi Feng is not surprised.

Now that it has been revealed, the night is no longer hidden, and the wind blade opens the way, slashing and slashing, and finally drags Lancasri out exhausted.

She sat down on the ground, gasped for breath, and asked, "What's in it for you to kill Lancasri?" Your Son and Priest Li will not let you go. ”

"Hey!" Yi Feng smiled and said in a solemn tone: "Yi Shuyu? Today next year will be the day of his death. ”

Liuye was stunned for a moment, and then stood up: "Who are you......

Yi Feng didn't answer, and suddenly attacked him.

The gale whipped behind it like wings, and the dust was flying and the momentum was amazing. Liuye hurriedly raised a wall of wind to block it slightly, taking the opportunity to avoid it.

But the wind is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it is like a tarsal bone. This time the night dodge was a little late, and seeing that it was still some distance, he suddenly felt a pain in his right arm: "Hmph! ”

Soaked in blood, and when I looked at it again, I realized that Yi Feng's weapon was actually a narrow and long sword condensed by the wind. In the wound, if there is a slight wind that does not extinguish the cut, the dull pain does not stop.

Yi Feng's fingertips tapped the blade, the blood stains vibrate, and in the blink of an eye, the knife became transparent and colorless again. But then, he immediately felt a pain in his calf, and looked down—

A transparent sword loomed in the blood.

"Don't think you're the only one." Liuye drew his knife and dodged away, avoiding the two wind blades.

Yi Feng's expression paused slightly, and he raised his hand and swiped: "Whirlwind Slash!" ”

A small cyan tornado rolled up out of thin air, but the blade spun inside.

Liuye didn't blink at it, and he raised his hand to do the same: "Whirlwind-wind-chop-"

The same cyan tornado rose from the ground, except that it was slightly smaller, and it was the same as what Yi Feng had shown, and it was barely offset by it.

Yi Feng's expression turned cold, and his gesture changed: "Wind-Zhijin Grass!" ”

Fierce winds rose in an instant, blowing sand and rocks, and the giant trees bent their waists. And in such a fierce hurricane, the voice of the night sounded: "Sickness...... Wind...... Know...... Grass ......"

A strong wind rose in the opposite direction.

And such a large-scale storm was different from the previous tornado, and the two phases met instead of canceling it out, but became more and more violent, blowing until the sky was dark and all over the place. Yi Feng relied on his deep knowledge of the wind element, barely stabilized his body, and when the wind gradually subsided, it was also very consumed, and he was so tired that he slowly sat on the ground: "That kid ...... How can it be that the wind knows the grass? ”

In the gradually falling smoke and dust, Liuye walked out lightly, his appearance was neat, not even a single hair was messy, and his expression was relaxed: "Such a spiritual skill, can't you take a look?" ”

Lancasri, who was hiding above, listened and sweated profusely: "You—Can you make your illusions more realistic?" ”

Next to him, Liuye asked rhetorically: "What's not real?" I'm answering them as they are. ”

“……”

Liuya pointed down: "Look-"

Yi Feng was furious by the words of "Flowing Night", and gathered momentum, and the cyan wind element gathered behind him, condensing as if it were dripping green: "Breeze and drizzle - ten thousand swords are extinguished!" ”

Countless tiny blue-green shimmers shot down like a dense rain. The wind wall held up by the "Flowing Night" failed to support it for a second, and it was shattered with thousands of holes.

The figure of "Flowing Night" is also like this wind wall, which is suddenly shattered.

Yi Feng was stunned for a moment, and then felt a dense sharp weapon pierce in-

"Poof!"

He fell to his knees, and everything in front of him was lifted away like a thick fog.