Chapter 481: Fusion of Refined Techniques of Different Departments?

Eyes shine silver!

Everyone couldn't help but be terrified when they came into contact with Ling Feng's silver eyes, it felt as if they were facing a natural enemy, no matter how thick the shield was, it was powerless.

"Liuyang plaque!

In the roar, Mingxin Zen drummed up all his strength, and the true yuan power of his whole body frantically drummed, and a ** purple fire like flowing water poured into the six yang plaques in his hand from his forehead. In an instant, I saw that the Liuyang plaque released a dazzling light, and a purple phoenix that was about to fly in the faint middle of it jumped, and the linear moonlight between the purple phoenix's claws flickered uncertainly.

Suddenly—

As soon as the sound of Qing Qi started, the boundless domineering aura and the lines of the moon slashed and slashed, each of them occupied a specific position, densely overlapping and overlapping all the gaps to dodge, and no one had to avoid it in the slightest, so they had to fight!

Ming Xinzen's eyes revealed a trace of deep viciousness, in his opinion, as long as he can exert the power of the Six Yang Plaque, then even the painting flaw of the Errong Lingzun is no longer an opponent, how can this bluffing kid in front of him be able to resist?

Since he wants to pretend to be a ghost, I will beat this god and ghost to the surface!

Seeing that the brazen blow overtook him, the painting was slightly flawed and his face was solemn, and the Lunjia sword in his palm suddenly jumped out, blooming with a thousand golden rays.

Seeing that the painting was slightly flawed and would rather maintain Ling Feng regardless of the feelings of the same clan, the jealousy and hatred in Ming Xinzen's heart had been magnified to the extreme, and the tyrannical aura suddenly rose like a volcano, filling the void!

The momentum of the collision is imminent.

When it was, a cold voice with a hint of unconcealable concern sounded: "Sister Painting, get out of the way!

As soon as the words fell, Ling Feng's figure had already crossed the slight flaw of the painting, although the killing intent had been restrained to the extreme, but the aftermath still involved the slight flaw, and the pores suddenly tightened.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems to be just a fine silver satin sliding like flowing water, just gentle and incomparably tolerant, and after death, it did not bring any inconvenience or harm to the painting.

The cold rises!

Beyond the slight flaw in the painting, the killing intent in Ling Feng's eyes no longer made any disguise, and a sword slashed in the middle, with a power that made the soul tremble.

A sword falls, and the wind and thunder are all blowing!

Crackle, boom!

A very strange thing happened, where Ling Feng's sword fell, there were silver electric lights that began to spread, and if that lightning light had spirituality, it continued to spread and tangled with each other to form a huge spider web.

The cobwebs are light and elegant, dancing in the air with the wind, and they look a little strangely beautiful. However, only the most discerning people could see that there were layers of phantoms flowing between the dancing cobwebs, and at first glance, the phantoms made people feel a little awe-inspiring in their hearts, as if they were extremely terrifying.

Kill!

The first few half-moon-shaped purple light attacks that flew suddenly hit the cobwebs, but they seemed to have turned into mosquitoes and flies, and at this moment they fell into the hands of the natural enemies, and they were firmly stuck by the cobwebs!

No, to be precise, they were stuck by the phantoms formed by the dancing of the spider webs, and no matter how they shook wildly, they couldn't break free.

"Huh!"

This result made everyone gasp, although Mingxin Zen was narrow-minded and his character was even more despised, but his cultivation was not easily denied by anyone. Needless to say, it was the attack of the Imperial Envoy's Super Spirit Weapon Liuyang Plaque with all its might, but the original attack power of Mingxin Zen was enough to shatter the mountains and break the rivers!

What is the origin of this spider-web-like silver light, how powerful it is, and how powerful it can stick to such a powerful attack?

Only Ming Xinzen, who was in the center of the attack circle, had an extremely awe-inspiring intent in his heart, and he felt that when Ling Feng slashed with a sword, he actually had a sense of fear from the depths of his heart, which made him hesitate when he made a move.

Originally, when he had to urge the Liuyang Plaque, the hesitation in his heart was slightly reduced, but something even stranger happened, the attack released was actually entangled by a strange power.

This power is extremely strange, dense and dense as if it can drill through every crevice, and has an aura that makes everything freeze, extremely strong!

Could it be that the soul attack is already capable of toughening Ruoss? or—

The painting's slightly flawed eyes lit up, and the infinite excitement spread to his cheeks, and he exclaimed: "The fusion of different departments and techniques!?"

This exclamation completely disrupted the little composure of the remnants of Mingxin Zen, as the seed master of the Feng Clan, he has always been cultivated by the clan as a reserve for the future Great Perfection level powerhouse, if it weren't for the slight flaws in the painting of the Tianfeng bloodline, I am afraid that no one would be able to shake this position.

Rao is like this, but the elite education he has received since he was a child is not less, and all the knowledge in his memory is remembered bit by bit.

One of the most memorable is the legend about the god-level powerhouse!

The pan-continent is respected by the strong, and this atmosphere has created a very serious worship of power, and the strong kill and injure the weak for no reason, and not many people will feel that they should not be. If the family members of the weak do not have the corresponding strength to come to take revenge, then the matter is generally over.

This is the truth of the cruel world, and its bloody rules of survival!

It is precisely because of this that the three clans of dragons, phoenixes, and demons at the level of the Great Perfection can sit firmly on the throne of the leader, and no one dares to provoke. Because of this, when the news of Feng Litian's serious injury came out, the status of the Feng clan began to decline significantly.

In the past, with such a respectful identity as painting a slight flaw, she came forward to protect Ling Feng. Not to mention what kind of night Kunwu or the like, even Wei Xiao had to choose to avoid it temporarily!

However, they vaguely heard the changes of the Feng clan, but they dared to face the slight flaws in the painting, and they seemed to still respect it, but in fact, they left the majesty of the Feng clan behind and ignored it at all.

Mingxin Zen has lived and grown up in such an environment since he was a child, and he naturally knows these unspoken rules well, and it is because of him that he can develop such an arrogant and arrogant mentality. When he heard that Hua Weifang was in the Chuangzong station, he could ignore it, even if he heard that his brother Minghan told him about the extremely close relationship between Chuangzong and the two sects of Murder and Magnolia, he did not have any scruples.

The reason is very simple, he thinks that these relationships are not a threat to him in the slightest! And what Brother Nai said in his mouth, "Feng Shengnu has an inexplicable good impression of the Sect Master" is even more worthy of caring a thousand times more!

Anger came, but he returned with a feather. One can imagine how big a blow this has dealt to the always confident Mingxin Zen.

Although he was frustrated, he absolutely did not have the slightest intention of reflecting on whether what he had done was right, but went down a more extreme road. After coming back, after thinking deeply, the only thought he had was-

Because I am not strong enough, I will be humiliated, and if I have enough strength, I can completely overwhelm that hateful fellow, so that he will not dare to ignore me in the slightest!

He never thought that he could have avoided a conflict in a relatively mild way, but just acted in his own way.

This is the arrogance that has been cultivated under the greatness, and it is also the rule of action that Mingxin Zen respects!

At this moment, when he saw that he had learned from the pain and had painstakingly fused the Zifeng Treasure - the Six Yang Plaque after coming back, and the attack he released with all his strength was actually helpless, he finally panicked!

Those who believe in power can only be subdued by greater strength.

No matter what, he had to admit that the strength that Ling Feng displayed was by no means comparable to his own. In particular, an exclamation from the painting was slightly flawed, which completely shattered his fragile psychological defense line - the fusion of different departments' fine skills!

He knew the astonishing meaning of this simple sentence, and all the information related to it flooded into his mind in an instant—

Could it be that he is a god-level powerhouse!

"Snort!"

The purple moon attack completely fell in the silver electric light, sticky and immovable, but at this time, a wisp of sword gang seemed to pass through the fog and the poisonous snake in the dense jungle, and the lightning flashed, and it attacked wildly-

Breakdown!

I don't know if it's an illusion, Mingxin Zen suddenly felt that his nose smelled a piece of sulfur, and the heavy smell of sulfur seemed to carry the call of purgatory, making him hot all over, but there was an indescribable fear in the heat.

"Ahh

There was a roar, and Mingxin Zen seemed to finally be unable to resist this kind of fear that rose from his heart, and let out a shout. Suddenly, I saw that the purple fire on the Liuyang plaque suddenly dimmed a lot, and the source of strength was missing, and after the purple phoenix that was screaming endlessly let out two short unwilling howls, his body slowly fell into the plaque.

"Dang!"

The Star Iron Sword smashed heavily on the Liuyang plaque with the momentum of Wan Jun, and the incomparable force followed the plaque to shake the Mingxin Zen Tiger Mouth and burst, and a terrifying bloody mouth burst out, and the bones actually pierced out of the skin, and Bai Sen was red and greasy, looking extremely hideous.

If the Liuyang plaque spiritually let out a "woo" snort, it was directly thrown into the air.

"Isn't it?" Seeing the slight flaw in the painting of this sword, his face froze, revealing a little surprise, obviously surprised by what he found.

The sword kept coming out, Ling Feng's sword shook the Six Yang Plaque without stopping, and the Star Iron Sword swung down the same way, and the huge pressure shook the void with a "gurgling" sound, and the strange silver power grid also appeared, and the killing intent awe-inspiring towards Mingxin Zen!

"Don't!"

"Don't kill my brother!"

Two exclamations sounded at the same time, and a panicked figure in the distance rushed quickly, and the person who came looked rough and had a heavy worry on his face at this moment, and he actually summoned a phoenix spirit in the flight, wrapped his whole body and passed away.

Ling Feng snorted coldly, no matter how Ming Xin Chan shouted in panic, no matter how Ming Han rushed in the distance, the momentum of the sword did not stop!