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The slender mouth of the undead dream flute tucked away its tongue, and the sounds around it disappeared at once.

Wang Feng, who was still moving forward rapidly, stopped, and his voice disappeared all of a sudden, making him want to find out as soon as possible, what did this undead dream flute want to do?

The sword roared and put it away, saving a little spiritual power.

Voice is the greatest power of the dream flute, how could he stop making sounds...... Could it be that he has more power than he has unused?

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Feng quickly denied his idea. If this is really the case, the undead dream flute will not be called the existence closest to the high-level undead, he should be the high-level undead.

Could it be...

Underestimate the enemy!

Wang Feng's eyes lit up, it was very possible that his spiritual power was released just now. It was only the level of the third stage of silver, and as the peak of the second stage of gold, even if it was more than five hundred meters apart, he felt that his strength should be no problem at all.

The idea is reasonable.

Since the other party is underestimating the enemy, the difficulty of dealing with him has dropped several times.

"Why, stop and not proceed?Humans, it's too late, dare to provoke the undead Dream Flutes. You should be ready, ready to bear my wrath. ”

Jumping out of the water, the stench swept through the sky, and the undead dream flute took a deep breath. He loved the taste. This is also the reason why the undead dream flutes like to live in the valley, the gray river water, it is simply their paradise.

The length of his lower body is also about one meter five, which is not the same as the length of his upper body, with two legs, but the diameter of the calf and the thigh are the same, by the way, there is no such thing as a foot on his body.

"Human, don't think about leaving. ”

The speed of the undead dream flute exploded, almost approaching Wang Feng at a speed of seventy meters per second. This kind of movement speed, without the help of the Divine Talisman, Wang Feng would not be able to do it.

"It's here. After Wang Feng felt it carefully, he found that the task was wrong, "The golden third stage, the breath is barely stable, it seems that it has just entered the stage not long ago." This is also just right, originally I could only gain 2,000 points, but now it has risen by another 1,000. ”

Hunt quest to kill an undead of the second stage of gold, and kill an undead of the third stage of gold. These two hunting tasks, Wang Feng has not yet completed.

"With my blood, gather to break the spirit, break the spirit sword, condense!"

The consummation-level Soul Breaking Technique, compared to the Dacheng-level Soul Breaking Technique, has made a qualitative leap in dealing with the spirit body. This is more than the power of the Spirit Breaking Technique from entry to completion, and the total power has been improved.

In an instant, on the peachwood sword in Wang Feng's hand, a layer of flickering and flickering, like a film, appeared.

This is called Soul Breaking Gang Qi, and it is the Gang Qi that will appear on the weapon applied after the Spirit Breaking Technique has reached the consummation realm.

With this layer of qi, in the face of the thick-skinned undead species, Wang Feng is not mistaken, let alone crispy.

At the same time, Wang Feng's speed also exploded, compared to the seventy meters per second of the Undead Dream Flute, his speed was ten meters per second different from the Undead Dream Flute.

The undead of the third stage of gold, normally speaking, if they have the blessing of death qi, then their speed can reach ninety meters per second. This shows how capable and weak the melee combat of the undead dream flute is.

The speed completion is not as good as the undead of the same level, and the melee combat is only abused for the part, which is also to blame for his lack of feet.

"The level of the third stage of silver still dares to rush up. I admire your courage, and tonight, you will use your body as the material for my bath. Human, thank you, Lord Mondi, for your thoughts. ”

Naturally, the undead dream flute didn't hope that the other party could understand his words, but it was very cool to scream like this.

At this time, the distance between Wang Feng and the Undead Dream Flute was less than ten meters, and Wang Feng replied that he did not use the language of humans, but the language of the Undead Dream Flute clan.

"If you want my body to be used as a bath material, then you have to see if you have the ability to do it. ”

The undead dream flute was stunned for a moment, and immediately stopped his steps, he felt that there must be something wrong with his ears.

This human can speak the language of their Dream Flutes, and the voice is so pure.

How is this possible?

But the facts are in front of you, don't you believe it? Of course, it's okay, it's not a big deal to deceive yourself.

The undead dream flute stopped, and Wang Feng had no intention of stopping. He speaks the language of the Undead Dream Flutes, isn't that what that's what it's for?

Pick up the sword, split!

The movement is so smooth.

A sense of crisis filled the heart of the undead Dream Flute, and he felt that if he was really struck by this sword, he would be dead.

The undead dream flute, who quickly reacted, hurriedly dodged to the right side, but unfortunately his movements were still a step slower, and his long withered left hand had been separated from his body.

Underestimated the enemy.

These three words immediately appeared in the mind of the undead dream flute, which was not an ordinary silver third paragraph at all. He didn't have much confidence in his melee ability, but he was quite confident in his body.

With just one sword, he separated his hand from his body, which was definitely not something that a person with the strength of the third stage of the silver could do, even if it was a strength person at the peak of the fifth stage of the silver rank, he couldn't do it at all.

Moreover, the undead dream flute also clearly felt that the other party had the power to restrain himself. This power is also extra powerful, and his body seems to be no different from tofu in the face of this power.

The pain brought by his body woke up the undead Dream Flute, and a sharp voice immediately came out of his mouth, and his true strength was revealed.

Wang Feng, who originally wanted to stab the second sword, made him feel dizzy with this sound, as if some power had led him into a dream.

While reciting the meditation mantra in his heart, while sticking to his own heart, Wang Feng was a split.

This sword did not hit the undead dream flute, and used the advantage of the sound to slow down Wang Feng's reaction speed. He easily dodged the sword.

Looking at the motionless hand on the ground, the face of the undead dream flute became very terrifying. That force made him unable to sense the presence of his own hand, which meant that he was going to lose his left hand forever.

"Damn humans, you will pay a terrible price for your actions today. I'm determined not to kill you, I'm going to torture you all the time and make you taste worse than dead!"

The undead dream flute roared, he hadn't completely lost his mind, otherwise, he would have made a move on Wang Feng a long time ago. Rather than torturing others, he still prefers to use people's corpses as materials for bathing.

In this way, it will make him more happy.

There was only one reason why he didn't do it immediately, and that was the language of Wang Feng's Mengdi clan.