1464: It's going to kill you

"Nima's!"

Yan was stunned and looked at the familiar clothes of a group of people not far away, and almost fell into a state of panic.

Yellow Turban Lux!

If he's not mistaken.

This group of guys who are three meters tall, as strong as a wall, wearing bamboo and rattan armor, wearing yellow turbans, and their facial features are like carved out of a mold.

It is the famous Yellow Turban Lux...... Could it be that Leng Feng, an actor, is a summoner, a cultivator, and can scatter beans into soldiers?

Groove !!

Isn't the other party a technology actor?

How did you come out with this thing?

Maybe...... Technological weapons are really consumables brought out by the other party by means such as transferring spars, otherwise he could have gathered actors, changed sides, and then dropped a warhead.

Yan Yu frowned, raised his left hand without dodging, took a heavy punch from the other party, and slashed the sword with his backhand, and directly let the yellow turban wrestler go to his head in an instant.

It looks very strong, but in fact it is also very strong, but it is a pity that he ran into Yan Yu, he is stronger than these wrestlers.

He looked at the senior martial artists who were coming from behind, and knew that he couldn't fight, so he swept his eyes and found a direction that was completely different from the other actors, jumped up and down, and fled quickly.

If Leng Feng's plan fails, there is no need to say what kind of retaliation he will face next.

He's not stupid, and since he's anticipating that doing so will completely get the other actors to retaliate, and he also has dormant hole cards, he's definitely going to do everything in his power to kill or push back an actor and reduce his competitiveness.

For example, now......

Yan Yu stared at the guy who stopped him with a gloomy face.

Leng Feng carried a big bow and said to him with a smile: "I have heard the big guy's evaluation of you, in order to avoid any accidents, so I can only take action in person." ”

"The Underworld?" Yan Yu thought of the only force he had ever come into contact with in the blink of an eye.

"That's right. Leng Feng nodded: "At the beginning, the bomb was placed for you, but you are lucky, there are people in Brown Soil Village with the same name as you, in comparison, I chose Brown Soil Village, but unfortunately I guessed wrong." ”

Yan Yu looked at him and questioned, "As far as I know, most of the members of the underworld are linked to the cultivation system, and they tend to be shady actors. You ......"

Hiss......

As soon as the words fell, he felt the ghost spirit ring between his fingers suddenly start to get hot, and an invisible force instantly penetrated into his brain, making him snort unconsciously.

Soul Attack!

A brief impact, the next moment was expelled by him.

Yan Yu mobilized his internal force, Chixiao groaned endlessly, and a trace of purple light burst out aggressively, mixed with a black aura that seemed to be nothing. The faint smell of sulfur gradually spreads from the inside, quickly enveloping the surroundings.

Clang!

The streamer shot up, Yan Yu's horizontal sword exploded and the arrow, raised his hand to grab it, the air was distorted, and a translucent phantom appeared, which was completely crushed by his claws wrapped in internal force.

"Oh, has the martial arts been raised to this level?" Leng Feng's pupils shrank, and his face faded away with ease, replaced by an incomparable solemnity.

"You're looking for death. ”

Chixiao shook and slashed out two sword rays out of thin air, staggering through the air, smashing the two ghosts.

Before the words fell, Yan Yu had already stepped with his sword, like a beam of shock, crossing a distance of dozens of meters, coming to Leng Feng, raising his hand and slashing a thousand swords.

Damn it!

Leng Feng was shocked, he was very well prepared for this promotion.

The moment he entered the script, he used props such as fog breaking cards.

When he saw that there was Yan Yu among the actors, he was already very cautious. Combined with the information of the Underworld, he fully estimated Yan Yu's strength and thought that he paid enough attention to it.

Compared with intrigue and intrigues, he is by no means Yan Yu's opponent.

If you want to win, you have to be surprised and preemptive, so he weighed for a long time and threw out his hole cards, but ...... Blew up the wrong person.

Then he quickly calmed down and rearranged according to this point, ready to play a game to invite Jun into the urn, kill Yan Yu, or force him to give up the task.

It is no exaggeration to say that Leng Feng set a trap twice in a row, and Leng Feng wanted to target Yan Yu, that is, to force him away first.

However, even if Yan Yu stepped into the trap as he wished, he was surrounded by a heavy siege. Leng Feng still didn't expect that this guy was still hiding clumsily on the way to escape just now, and he didn't fully show his strength at all.

He calculated everything and arranged everything for Yan Delirium, but after all, there were variables, even if he raised his assessment of Yan Delirium's hard power again, there was still a lot of deviation.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Therefore, the careful layout finally has a loophole.

He thought that he had a fake body to blow himself up, and Yan Yu would be injured even if he didn't die, but who knew that the other party had never let down his vigilance and avoided it completely unscathed.

Then Leng Feng made amends and sent the Yellow Turban Lux to join forces with several high-level martial artists, but he was killed by Yan Yu strongly, and fled extremely decisively, instead of seeking revenge from him.

The other high-level martial artists have all been sent out to hunt down the three actors, and now only Leng Feng himself can match this guy.

After three failures and two failures, Leng Feng completely gave up the idea of killing Yan Yu, he didn't want to kill the other party now, he just wanted to delay the time, and dragged it until the other high-level martial artists came back, and then he could naturally force Yan Yu to give up the script.

Aided by an invisible ghost, he has a ranged attack.

That's enough.

He thought it was enough, if not enough.

But he still, once again miscalculated.

In just a moment, Yan Yu directly pulled the distance between the two to within three meters.

In less than a second, he was wrapped in dazzling purple lightning, and the terrifying sword momentum like a torrential rain and waves circled him in the center, not giving him the slightest chance to withdraw.

Looking at this posture, Yan Yu seemed to want to cut him directly under the sword.

Retreat, you must retreat, otherwise...... Mortal.

Cold sweat oozed from Leng Feng's sideburns, brandished a big bow, and resisted the opponent's attack in embarrassment, and his body was inevitably hung with wounds.

He felt like a boat in the middle of a stormy wave, which could be overturned by the waves at any moment, and would die at the slightest mistake.

"Boom!"

He drank awe-inspiringly, and his spiritual power was like a needlepoint, and he rushed into Yan Yu's mind fiercely.

Burst......

Yan Yu couldn't help but snort, his eyes turned black, and a trace of blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, although he was at the level of martial arts and involved the soul, he was only a beginner.

On the other hand, the other party, although he was at the same level as him in terms of realm, Leng Feng started from the inner family, and this was involved in the early stage of cultivation.

Naturally, he is more familiar with the metaphysical operation of spiritual power and soul than Yan Yu, just like Yan Yu is pressing him in martial arts.

The sword momentum stagnated slightly, Leng Feng took advantage of the frame bow, broke the string, exerted skillful force, and pressed on the spine of the sword with a flick, and the whole person was like a red feather, and he opened a distance of several meters backwards lightly.

Stepping on it again, he raised his big bow while retreating, and shot an arrow with an arrow, the arrow was cold, pointing directly at Yan Yu's throat not far away.