The Staff of Cold Front waved repeatedly. Nearly three hundred skeleton battles will emerge. A series of debilitating techniques. Confusion. Gravity. and other cursed magic. Don't want money to be released. The power of the soul is urged with all its might. Control a large number of skeleton generals who are pressed by black. Fearless of death, he rushed forward.

Seeing that Leng Feng was no longer fleeing. The Martial King slowly stopped. The fighting spirit of the whole body shines brightly. Like the god of war from ancient times. The figure dodged the incoming curse like lightning. A dazzling sword shot out. In an instant, more than a dozen skeleton warriors rushed towards him were slashed into flying bones. The figure is erratic and rushes into the group of skeletons. Wantonly slashing and slashing dense undead creatures.

Leng Feng was full of shock. Even with their own strong control. is not as fast as the opponent's dodge speed. Feel the undead minions who have lost contact with themselves. A sense of powerlessness hit my heart. As it stands. I'm afraid that the skeleton battle will be killed. will not stick to the corners of each other's clothes. How to win.

See the skeleton general. Decreasing at a very fast rate. Leng Feng turned his head and ran forward without looking back. King Wu is really terrifying. It's far from what I can deal with now.

King Dotswu. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Leng Feng's figure running away. The vindictive spirit swallowed violently. Ignore the many bone knives that slash at the Dou Qi shield. A meal on both feet. Like a cannonball, surrounded by many skeleton generals. Shengsheng slammed out a road. Lightning chased after the cold front. Broken bones scattered behind him flew in the sky. It's terrifying. Be the first to update

The Martial King's eyes locked on Leng Feng. Chased for so long. Patience has worn out. Just don't let him die. The huge amount of merit is still his own. After making up your mind. Streams of sword light shot out like a torrential rain. Desperately urging the fighting spirit in the body. The speed at which the forward rush is made. Further accelerated. The distance between them is constantly decreasing.

Leng Feng secretly complained in his heart. Under a blow of this magnitude. Push the power of the soul to the limit. Or rolling. Or curled up in a ball. Dodging the incoming sword with all his might. A violent sword explosion. Explode around you. A ferocious shockwave. Blasted the cold front out of the air. Slammed into a big tree. He tumbled and fell to the ground. His sweaty face turned pale. A sweet throat. Uncontrollably spurting out mouthfuls of blood. Lying on the ground for a while. Rapid gasps.

King Wu sneered and walked over slowly. Condescendingly looking down at the cold front. Said coldly: "You really surprise me. I didn't expect that the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom would have a character like you. At the pinnacle of the advanced realm. A necromancer who can condense the realm of the undead. Estimate the entire continent of honor. I can't find a few. "Kick it up. Kick the cold front into the air. Looking at the cold front that dragged a dirt ravine on the ground. sneered: "It's a pity." Such an amazing future powerhouse. I'm going to wipe it out. ”

Leng Feng spewed out a mouthful of blood with a disgraced face. Lying flat on the ground, gasping for breath. Look up at the blue sky. He said with difficulty: "It's just a scum who bullies others." If you are in the same realm as me. I dare to say that killing you is like slaughtering a dog......" eyes as bright as stars. Full of anger, he looked at the Martial King who was walking slowly.

King Dotswu heard this. A look of embarrassment appeared on the sneering face. Then it disappeared without a trace. A long sigh. "Perhaps," he muttered. But you'll never see that day again. The long sword infused with fighting energy swung out violently. A crescent-shaped sword. The body next to Leng Feng exploded. Splashing of dirt. The body of the cold front. Fly high into the air like a broken sack. Blood is pouring out. Screaming and falling into a dense bush.

Bang ...... There was a sound of light footsteps. More and faster chapters are here. Approaching without hurry. Big Foot kicked gently. A pair of legs leaking outside. Carefully inducted. The cold front is already angry. The heart stopped beating. in the bushes. Traces of blood flowed out slowly. It seems like death could happen at any moment.

". Could it be that the shot was too heavy? The Martial King waved his sword anxiously. Quickly cut away the bushes one by one. Leng Feng's bloodstained body was revealed. Although he is a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts. But the realm is still relatively low. The thought of Leng Feng dying. The merits that you can get. It will be greatly discounted. Coveted curse magic. will disappear in their own hands. There was a pang of anxiety in my heart. Worried, he leaned down. The first update reached out to the end of Leng Feng's nose.

Powerful soul perception. Everything that King Wu did. Everything is clearly presented in the sea of consciousness. "It's now......" Leng Feng thought to himself. Without warning, a soul blast shot out. Shot hard from the center of the martial king's eyebrows. Furiously entered the sea of consciousness of the Warrior King. Like the majesty of stormy waves. It raged like a hurricane in the sea of consciousness of the Martial King.

"No......" was just a roar from the Martial King. There was a blank in the sea of consciousness. A fierce and unrivaled soul blast. Defeat the consciousness of the Warrior King. The martial king with a shocked face. Stand still with your hands bent over. The brilliance in his eyes instantly became dull and sluggish.

Leng Feng, who was originally in danger of being in danger. His eyes widened violently. Lightning-fast removal of the magic crossbow from the spatial ring. Eyes as bright as stars. Aimed at the other party's heart. Fingers loosened. Ignoring the fighting spirit and magic, the Demon Breaker Arrow shot out. Shot hard through the man's chest. Burst of blood. The splash of cold fronts was all over the face. Just this simple move. Leng Feng's forehead was already the size of a bean's sweat.

Seeing that this person has not recovered from the soul shock. Desperately gritted his teeth and endured the pain around him. Remove a Demon Breaker from the ring. A cold front at this time. It is no longer possible to mount arrows on magic arrows. The tenacious bowstring. The first update is far from being able to pull away from the current self. Bloody right hand. Grip the Demon Breaker Arrow fiercely. gritted his teeth and slumped between the chest and abdomen of the Martial King who bent over and bent down. Desperately stabbed. A dazzling vindictive shield. It can't stop the Devil-Breaking Arrow from piercing in. Blood fell like a torrential rain. After a while. King Wu's chest and abdomen. It's all bloody holes flowing with blood.

The Martial King finally survived the soul impact. The sea of consciousness returns to calm. The light in his eyes gradually emanated. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain like purgatory. Attack all over the body. involuntarily let out a burst of screams that were not like human voices. When everything is around. When presented in front of your eyes. A sharp arrow that exudes a faint wave of magical power. It's stabbing hard into his neck.

"Hehe......" King Wu only felt the boundless darkness coming. Open your mouth wide and make a hoarse sound of breaking wind. A large hole was pierced in the trachea in the neck. Blood poured wildly and slowly fell to the ground. Coincidentally, it happened to press on Leng Feng's body. A pair of eyes that have lost their lustre. Still staring at the cold front. Full of horror and suspicion. I didn't think about it. How could he have fallen into such a field.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Leng Feng's mouth. Gasping violently. A bitter smile appeared on his bloodstained face. I just feel that I don't even have the strength to move my fingers now. A feeling of extreme weakness swept through his body. The head is tilted. Fainted.

Li Shaolong carefully sensed Leng Feng's soul imprint. With the support of several followers. Staggered forward.

Yue Weier beside her. Crystal sweat kept dripping to the ground. Delicate and delicate. and he refused to rest. said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Li." Brother Feng is still far from us. "It's been so long. God knows what kind of situation Leng Feng is in now.

Ling Wei, Cheng Man, Qashqai and others on the side. They all looked at Li Shaolong.

"It's weird. The cold front didn't seem to have moved much. It's been going on for more than half an hour. Then Li Shaolong shouted anxiously: "Carry me quickly." The way is opened by the followers. Speed me up. "A man who was hunted down. Motionless for half an hour. It can only mean that someone has been caught. Thankfully. These people didn't want to be coldly killed. Otherwise. The soul mark will also dissipate.

"Brethren. Get up to speed. ”

"Hurry up. Keep up with ......" one by one warriors took turns carrying Li Shaolong on their backs. Under the cover of a group of followers. Rushing forward.

Seeing Yuewei'er's face full of anxiety. Zhou Li did not shy away from forcibly carrying it on his back. The fighting spirit is surging. Rush forward at breakneck speed.

Pang Rulong saw that the blade would rush forward lifelessly. A slightly rich face. A grim smile emerged. Said proudly in a low voice: "Brother Qi Fei." See. The Blade Club has finally reacted. ”

"Brother Pang. What do you mean. Qi Fei scratched his scalp. Leaning against a tree and gasping.

"You're fucking stupid. It was a large number of strong people including the Martial King who chased and killed Leng Feng. Presumably, Leng Feng is dead now. Pang Ruhu chuckled proudly. Chubby face. is full of joy that can't be hidden.

"It's dead. Those of the Blade Society. Now rush over. Didn't you go to die? Qi Fei said with a surprised face. Among the people who remembered chasing Leng Feng. But there is a terrifying existence like a martial king.

"Whatever they do. It's good that they're all dead. Pang Rulong said fiercely. Secretly shook his head and said, "It's just a pity that Yuewei'er is a little girl......"

Berserker Iron Pillar opened his mouth. His face was full of unbearable expression. Remembering the ruins. The scene of being saved by the cold front. I felt sad in my heart. Pretending to be calm, he turned away. Secretly praying for the cold front.

"Here. There are two people here. "There were signs of fighting all around. Traces of blood left on the ground. The density is shocking. Looking into the bushes. Two bodies overlapping each other. Blood is still flowing. Wang Tengfei cautiously led people forward. Just pushed the person above away. Leng Feng's bloodstained face was presented in front of everyone.

Wang Tengfei's heart shook violently. The big hand trembled and reached up the tip of his nose. After a long time. With a face full of ecstasy, he roared: "Leng Feng is not dead. Adults are still alive. With this roar full of excitement. Numerous members of the Blades in the woods. There were many cheers.

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