"Yan Feng, we are also old enemies, let's make an end today!"

Yuan Yicheng put his hands together, and the vitality in his body completely exploded, all of which were injected into his two fists. Suddenly, the fist gloves emitted a brilliant brilliance and turned into two purple clouds.

"Your cultivation has actually reached the peak of the Eighth Heaven, and the vitality in your body is as thick as five hundred inches. Yan Feng's face became extremely solemn.

Yan Feng always wanted to kill Yuan Yicheng, earn merit points and bounties, and increase his reputation. In the first few encounters, Yuan Yicheng's vitality thickness was only about 400 inches, how could he suddenly increase so much?

"Haha! I know now that it's too late!"

"Cloud-shaking hands. ”

Yuan Yicheng suddenly stepped on the ground, trampling the earth and sinking a large area. With the help of the power of the rebound, he instantly appeared in front of Yan Feng's body, turned his hands into palms, and attacked blatantly.

The palm force sealed the surrounding area of several zhang, not giving Yan Feng a chance to dodge at all.

"What if the cultivation is stronger, I have a two-star element-level battle sword, and I may not lose to you. ”

The battle sword in Yan Feng's hand appeared with the imprint of thirteen weapons, and suddenly rushed into a one-zhang-high flame, dragging out an arc, and collided with the two purple clouds.

"Bang. ”

Half purple, half crimson vitality, poured out in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "bang" sound, and a large number of boulders fell from above.

As the dust slowly dissipated, the figures of Yan Feng and Yuan Yicheng were revealed. Yan Feng was seriously injured, and a bloody handprint was made on his chest, and he couldn't defend himself even if he was wearing a green tiger robe.

Yuan Yicheng also had a sword wound in his abdomen.

However, the defensive armor dissolved most of the strength, and the wound was not deep.

Yuan Yicheng walked towards Yan Feng step by step, and said with a cold smile: "After being hit by my cloud-shaking hand, the vitality in your body has been disordered, how many layers of power can you still use?" Yan Feng, today is your death date." ”

The two were less than a foot apart.

"Whew!"

Yuan Yicheng's right hand was pinched into a palm print, and a deafening tiger roar erupted in his body, creating a huge purple tiger phantom.

There was no trace of fear on Yan Feng's face, but a smile appeared: "Why did you suddenly become so arrogant, don't I have a means to hide?"

"Whoa. ”

In the ground behind Yan Feng, the stone layer was broken, and a centipede more than ten meters long rushed out. On the centipede's body, there was phosphorus fire burning, and it wrapped around the body of the purple tiger phantom, and then rushed towards Yuan Yicheng.

"Phosphorus fire centipede. ”

The centipede's tail twitched and hit the bottom of Yuan Yicheng's neck.

The sharp centipede feet, like sawtooth, directly cut Yuan Yicheng's collarbone, leaving a shocking wound, and his body was almost cut in two.

The phosphorus fire centipede is a second-grade high-order earth primordial beast, born by devouring the phosphorus fire of the burial ground, and the flame emitted from its body is dozens of times higher than the phosphorus fire. The combat power it has is by no means weaker than that of the eighth heavenly martial artist of the Great Martial Sutra.

Yuan Yicheng was seriously injured, and the pain from the wound and burning spread into the flesh and bone marrow, making him almost faint.

Looking at the phosphorus fire centipede that was eyeing him, Yuan Yicheng was extremely unwilling, but in the end, he still chose to retreat.

"Where to escape...... Uh......"

As soon as Yan Feng chased two steps, he caused his injuries, so he had to give an order to the phosphorus fire centipede, saying, "Catch up and kill Yuan Yicheng." ”

Yuan Yicheng's speed was too fast, and the phosphorus fire centipede naturally didn't catch up.

Escaping from the mine, Yuan Yicheng didn't care about healing, and rushed towards the pitch-black jungle.

After escaping for dozens of miles, Yuan Yicheng stopped panting and resting, his eyes were extremely cold, and he said to himself: "It seems that I can only go to the Ghost Palace and take refuge in my master, with my talent, I will soon be able to reach the realm of my father." When the time comes, all the blood feuds will be counted one by one. Lin Jia, Yan Feng...... You're waiting......"

A voice came from the forest: "I ran so fast, I finally caught up with you!"

"Who?"

Yuan Yicheng immediately turned around and released Yuan Sense.

However, his meta-sense didn't perceive anything, as if he had just had an auditory hallucination. Or maybe it's a ghost talking.

"Shh ”

Four figures flashed on the top of the forest.

Each figure had white hair and wore a white jade mask, separated from each other by three feet. By the time the fifth figure appeared, he had already fallen to the ground.

At the same time, the four white-haired figures in mid-air dissipated one after another.

Such a strange body style made Yuan Yicheng secretly surprised, but he was not frightened, and said in a deep voice: "Zang Feng, you have finally appeared! I should have guessed that you are a saint of the Qinghe Holy Mansion." ”

Lin Ke said: "Since you know that I am a saint, why don't you run away?"

"Haha! You're just relying on your speed, and you're not going to let me run away...... Ahem. Yuan Yicheng coughed violently, and blood flowed from his mouth.

Lin Ke shook his head lightly and said, "You are so seriously injured, you dare to underestimate your opponent." ”

Yuan Yicheng and the remnants of the Bloody Clothes Fort slaughtered more than a hundred members of the Feng family, and today, Lin Ke will kill him. His head is a tribute to those who died in vain.

"Even Lin Zhe can resist my flying knife, Yuan Yicheng's strength is far superior to Lin Zhe, and from a long distance, I'm afraid I won't be able to hurt him. ”

Lin Ke held the flying knife in his hand and rushed towards Yuan Yicheng, and the Haoyue Cinnamon Qi in his body was mobilized, circulating all over his body, and surging towards his palm. At this moment, the moon in the sky and the light emitted seemed to converge towards him.

Although Yuan Yicheng was seriously injured, Lin Ke did not dare to underestimate him at all, after all, there was a huge gap in the cultivation of the two sides.

"Well done. ”

Yuan Yicheng held up a purple giant tiger phantom, wrapped his whole body, and stared at Lin Ke intently, capturing his every move.

Entering within ten zhang, Lin Ke went all out and shot out with a knife.

"Huh!"

The speed of the flying knife is as fast as a shock.

Yuan Yicheng shot faster, hitting the flying knife with one punch, and suddenly, a large piece of metal sparks burst out of his fist.

"Huh!"

Changing his body shape and instantly appearing in another direction, Lin Ke mobilized the two different kinds of vitality, turned into Sun Moon Yao phosgene, and once again shot a flying knife, hitting Yuan Yicheng's vest.

Yuan Yicheng's body was like a swimming dragon, and he writhed suddenly, dodging and dodging.

Immediately, he let out a long laugh: "Your flying knife is indeed powerful, but unfortunately your cultivation is too weak, how can you hurt me? Your vitality is less than two hundred inches thick, right?"

In the next moment, Yuan Yicheng rushed out quickly, and actually took the initiative to attack Lin Ke.

Lin Ke naturally couldn't fight with him, so he immediately used one step to change his body four times in a row to get rid of Yuan Yicheng's pursuit.

After this series of battles, Yuan Yicheng's injuries were aggravated a little, and he felt retreating in his heart, and said: "Zangfeng, you can't kill me, and I can't kill you, there's no need to continue fighting." That's all for today!"

"Who said I couldn't kill you?" Lin Ke said.

Yuan Yicheng laughed: "Even your most powerful flying knife master's method can't kill me." What else can you do?"

"Then let you see and understand. ”

Lin Ke raised his head, looked at the jungle around him, and said, "The fog is already so thick, it seems that dawn will soon be ushered in." ”

Immediately, Lin Ke raised his left hand and grabbed it towards the void.

The primordial spirit covered out, and suddenly, the mist in the jungle within a radius of a hundred miles converged like a white stream, condensing into a white dragon more than ten miles long.

Looking at this scene, Yuan Yicheng was dumbfounded.

"Wow-"

Lin Ke grabbed the tail of the white dragon, like an immortal dancing a long dragon, and slammed towards Yuan Yicheng.

Yuan Yicheng was shocked, and hurriedly went all out to play the Purple Tiger Vitality.

To his surprise, the white dragon was just powerful, and when he hit it, it shattered in an instant, as easy as shattering a balloon.

"It turned out to be a bluff, I thought it was ...... No, why is it so foggy all of a sudden. Yuan Yicheng sensed that something was wrong.

Although the white dragon was shattered, the mist that originally covered a radius of a hundred miles was all gathered near him at this moment. The fog was so thick that he couldn't even see his own toes and hands.

What frightened Yuan Yicheng even more was that his Yuan sense couldn't perceive Zang Feng at all.

"Escape, you must escape from this white fog immediately. ”

Yuan Yicheng had just given birth to this thought, and a flying knife was placed on his neck, exuding an icy aura.

"Circumvent my life...... From now on, you will be my master. Yuan Yicheng said in a trembling voice.

The previous arrogance and self-confidence are gone.

He really wants to live, as long as he lives, there are infinite possibilities. With his talent, there should be a more brilliant life, and he shouldn't die here.

"If it was useful to beg for mercy, how could so many people be killed by the Bloody Castle?"

"Poof. ”

With a wave of the flying knife, Lin Ke cut off Yuan Yicheng's head.

"It's all gone!"

Lin Ke used the Yuan Shen to disperse the white mist around him.

With his current understanding and control of the Yuan Shen, he can only mobilize the simplest fog to create the best killing environment and maximize his advantages.

"As the young castle master, Yuan Yicheng should have a lot of silver tickets on his body, right?" Lin Ke stared at the corpse on the ground, looking forward to it.