Chapter 226: Ling Feng's Faith

Puff puff, puff, crisp sound, this successive punch countless balls of air were blasted alive, making an overwhelming sound.

Van Gogh was shocked, he felt that the snake shadow attack he had cast was like an egg that had been attacked by a heavy hammer, and it was burst one after another! From the mist, Ling Feng's soft shout came out: "Lock Yuan!"

His right fist slammed into the void, and a cloud of spiral force was released, frantically curling and enveloping the endless wind and water clouds in one hand! Seeing that a water ball that was constantly whistling and roaring in his palm formed in his hand, Ling Feng pointed at random: "Go!"

The water balloon shot at Van Gogh, Van Gogh knew very well the lethality of this water ball, so he could only retreat a few feet in embarrassment, but unfortunately the water balloon still chased after him unrelentingly. He never thought that one day there would be a nine-star powerhouse who would force him so embarrassed, and this person was still so young!

An unprecedented wave of embarrassment arose, and Van Gogh roared angrily: "The dragon flicks its tail!" The sound of Jiang Hai being boiled came from his body, and at the same time, his image gradually changed:

The upper half of his body gradually bulged into a cylindrical shape, and the sudden increase in his body tore the clothes one after another, and a thick tail protruded from the direction of his tailbone. I couldn't tell if the tail was an entity or a phantom, but it just shook and shook flexibly, and every swing could make the air let out an unbearable scream!

The change in image only happened between lightning and fire, and immediately Van Gogh's eyes shot out a cruel and vicious that was not like a human being, and the extra tail was thrown towards Ling Feng fiercely! As soon as he flung it out, the tail grew bigger and bigger, and it only stopped changing when it was seven or eight zhang long. The tail whistled in, obscuring the vast sky along the road.

Dragon flicks!?

Ling Feng finally showed a solemn expression, there was no doubt that he was using a high-level spiritual skill! Legend has it that if a real Jiaolong used this innate skill, he could even stir up the water of the entire river, making the river bank ten miles into the ocean!

Obviously, Van Gogh Ming's mastery of this spiritual skill is by no means as powerful as the legend, but it is also full of millions of tons of power. If it was extracted, Ling Feng estimated that even if he used the three major defenses of Boneless Soft Body, Gangqi, and Mandarin Duck Jue, he would inevitably be injured!

"The game is over!"

A series of fiery red sword rays emerged from Ling Feng's body, and the sword rays whirled and swirled, converging into a cage. He slammed his five fingers down, and rebuked: "Heaven and earth prison!

At first glance, the constantly rotating "Heaven and Earth Dungeon" is much smaller than its thick and huge tail, but once it is in the void, it soars like a meal and a dew, and it covers Van Gogh Ming and his tail inside!

"Yuan Force Transformation?" Van Gogh screamed, his voice revealing endless panic and unprecedented fear. As soon as it was covered, under the strangulation of the sword, the giant tail turned into an air stream and dispersed. His face turned pale and blue, and he shouted urgently: "Gifted spiritual skills, turn wings!"

Bang pop, in the crisp sound, I saw that his back suddenly cracked, and a pair of wings suddenly stretched out, and the wings were just lightly flaid, and his body shot out flat. Once he escaped the prison lock of heaven and earth, Van Gogh immediately shot an arrow into the air: "Boy, you wait, our Snake clan will not let you go!"

"Want to go?" Ling Feng's eyes froze, and his murderous aura flashed: "How can it be so easy? Star Iron Sword - Sword Control Technique!"

Shout!

The roaring sound suddenly erupted, and the Star Iron Sword shot out from Ling Feng's palm like a dragon, and every inch of it flew out exploded a series of explosions, and a black corridor in the air surged towards Van Gogh's vest at an extremely fast speed. Van Gogh Ming only felt the hairs on his back explode, an unprecedented alarm sounded, and he couldn't escape or turn at all because of this force, so he could only barely move his body upward.

The Star Iron Sword pierced his abdomen without accident, and immediately turned to slash, but unfortunately it was too late!

Van Gogh Ming knew that his stay for a moment longer would only end in death, so he ignored the blood spurting wildly in his abdomen, just held it down with his hand, his wings flapped wildly, and disappeared into the depths of the sky in an instant. Behind him, a rain of blood fell from the sky, and the blood was all over the sky!

Ling Feng secretly sighed that it was a pity, the power of Mind Consciousness could only make the Star Iron Sword stab within ten zhang, and beyond this distance, he was powerless. He was not a benevolent man, and when he decided to help Fisace, he saw that he and the people of the Snake in front of him were in an endless situation, and that anyone who escaped could cause him endless trouble.

Ling Feng was a person who hated trouble extremely much, so he would choose to kill him without hesitation, but in the end, he still escaped.

Ling Feng looked around, at this moment, the three of Char had also finished the battle, the eight pursuers and Luo Yue were all killed, and the Black Teng Beast they were sitting on was also affected by the pond fish, and a faint smell of blood diffused in the air. Lu Sen and his party behind them finally arrived, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but ask, "Sixth, what happened?"

Ling Feng explained a few words, and then saw that Fises was still staring at him in a daze, as if he had not woken up yet. He shook his head slightly and smiled: "Benatong, give her a Luo Xindan." ”

"Yes. Benetton hurriedly dismounted the Black Teng Beast and did as instructed.

In the face of the elixir handed over by Benetton, Fises remained motionless, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, she bit her lip and suddenly knelt down towards Ling Feng: "Please sir help me take revenge on the Green Scale Clan!"

Looking at Fises, who was kneeling down deeply and looked pitiful, Ling Feng locked his eyebrows deeply: "You get up, we have our own things to do, and we can't help you." ”

Hearing this, Fises cried and said: "Sir, there are one hundred and sixty-seven people in my Qinglu Royal Clan, and now there is only one Fises left, please sir——"

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Feng waved his hand: "Benatong, leave the pill behind, let's go!" With that, he turned the Black Teng Beast.

For Ling Feng, saving Fises was because of the fate of the road, but also because of the kindness of the other party. But it would be extremely stupid to come to her aid in the revenge of her entire race because she pleaded for it. Moreover, Fisace's practice of beating snakes with sticks made him extremely unhappy in his heart.

Ling Feng was the backbone of the entire team, and once he made a decision, no one would object. Moreover, everyone also knew that when he was about to participate in the Battle of the Firmament, it was impossible for Ling Feng to free his hand to help Fises! Bena Tong's heart was the softest, and when he saw this, he sighed slightly, put down the pill and rode away on the Black Teng Beast.

Holding Luo Xindan in a daze, watching everyone's backs gradually disappear, Fises showed a determined look. She bit her lip fiercely and chased after everyone with a deep and shallow foot.

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The sun was gradually turning westward, and the dim daylight was not as hot as it was at noon. But the sweat can't evaporate, so the clothes are wet, and the wetness clings to the body, which is extremely uncomfortable.

"Uncle Shi, she's still following us. Huangfu Yun drove the Black Teng Beast to catch up with Ling Feng, and glanced at the worried tunnel behind him. Since the Firmament Fortress was hit, both she and Ling Feng had subconsciously chosen to avoid mentioning the events of that day, as if nothing had happened.

However, being scolded by Qiao Qiao's anger, Ling Feng felt a little guilty in the face of Huang Fuyun for no reason at this moment. Seeing that Huangfu Yun was worried at this moment, Ling Feng frowned slightly and said, "Then what do you mean?"

"If you might as well, Uncle Shi, can you take her with you?" said Huangfu Yun pleadingly.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and was about to refuse, but after seeing Huangfu Yun's pitiful appearance, he still sighed deeply: "Her origin is not simple, and it is a big trouble to take it with her after all." But take her with you if you want to!"

Hearing this, Huangfu Yun was overjoyed: "Thank you, uncle." She also knew that carrying Fises was equivalent to carrying an extremely unstable scorching bullet, but when she saw the other party's stubborn and tenacious expression, Huang Fuyun thought of her former self - the same depression, the same burden of too many responsibilities that could not be beared!

At that moment, her heart had a subtle resonance, and she could never see the other party's sorrow again.

Seeing Huangfu Yun happily turn the Black Teng Beast towards Fises, Ling Feng shook his head with a smile, the doubt in his eyes gradually swept away, revealing a clear eye: Cultivation, hard cultivation is to master more powerful power, but what is the purpose of gaining power?

——In order to let yourself stand under the starry sky with dignity!

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth unconsciously pursed a smile: Dignity, live happily! This is my belief!

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Running non-stop, the vast prairie is endless, Rao is black teng beast is incredibly fast, and it can't reach Deep Water City in one day. Therefore, when night fell, Ling Feng still waved his hand to let the team stop and rest for a while.

Although Xinglan is only a big principality, its national strength is extremely strong, and even the rations around Ling Feng and the others are extremely first-class!

With all kinds of tents and utensils that had been prepared, and the items collected from all walks of life along the way, everyone in the team could enjoy first-class even in the wild. Ling Feng did not think that the arduous marching conditions could temper the will, so he would never deliberately stop the material pleasures, and he mainly focused on the tempering of the soul for the training of the Blood Guard.

Tents were erected quickly, and the incense from the herbs formed a large cyan circle around the tents. Although Ling Feng and the others were not afraid of any level of demonic beasts at all, they still wanted to avoid some troubles when resting at night.

There is no need to say hello too much, and the people who have been tired all day either work in groups of two or two, or in groups of three or five, go into the tent and fall asleep. Don't look at them sleeping very deeply, once they are a little troubled, they can immediately wake up from a deep sleep!

For martial artists who have achieved cultivation, this is a must-have quality!