Yi Feichen didn't know what the origin of this Black Bat King was, but just looking at this strange way of appearance, as well as Yan Ranxiao's sudden change in face, he could know that this was definitely not an easy master to deal with.

Looking back at the surroundings again, Han Xinyin was already a little exhausted because of the continuous use of spells, and Delbo could maneuver with his speed, but it was just a circumference, and he could keep himself, and he really couldn't help others.

Ding Xiaohao is the lowest cultivation among several people now, although the silver needle technique is good at dancing, but those black-clothed killers are no longer the existence that broke when they poked before, often Ding Xiaohao poked a few times at the same time, he had to take a few punches and kicks, or even a knife. Fortunately, Shan Lingyun protected him on the side, and also used the Li Daitao stiffness technique at the bottom of the box, and took several beatings for Ding Xiaohao, so that he could still poke and poke with a silver needle there alive now.

Seeing that his subordinates had basically controlled the situation, the Black Bat King was even more proud, and the strange laughter continued: "I said Miss Yanranxiao, don't do that kind of useless resistance anymore, follow me obediently, maybe the Barbarian King can spare your life." ”

"Phew!"

Yan Ran took a sip with a smile, pinched a magic trick in her hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Gilt sword flying." Immediately, she saw a colorful glow fly out of her fingertips, and rushed straight towards the Black Bolt King, extremely fast. The Black Bolt King's originally proud face saw the glow shining, and suddenly, with a wave of his hands, he saw that seven or eight black-clothed killers who were originally besieging Han Xinyin and Ding Xiaohao teleported in front of him strangely, using their bodies to form a human wall to resist the colorful glow, while the Black Bolt King took the opportunity to turn around and dodge the attack route of the colorful glow.

The colorful glow didn't look good, it just flew fast, but as long as the black-clothed killer summoned by the Black Bolt King touched the glow, he screamed, and immediately turned into black smoke and disappeared, and what was even more bizarre was that after the men summoned by the Black Bolt King were all extinguished by the glow, they actually changed their flight trajectory, and continued to fly towards the Black Bolt King who had been hiding to the side as if someone was manipulating.

Seeing that the Black Bat King was very jealous of this glow, he kept changing his body shape to dodge, and sometimes when he couldn't dodge, he waved his hand to summon his subordinates to him as a meat shield, which was used to block one or two and consume the energy of that glow.

The strategy of the Black Bolt King was right, after chasing him around for two or three circles, turning twenty or thirty black-clothed people into black smoke, he finally couldn't hold on, flickered for a burst of light and then turned into nothing, and Yan Ranxiao, who had been standing beside Yi Feichen, couldn't hold on like that glow, and shook a few times and turned to Yi Feichen's side.

"Yanran smiled, Yanran smiled, are you okay. Yi Feichen hurriedly supported Yan Ran Xiao, although he didn't know what kind of spell Yan Ran Xiao was using, he also knew that it was a sign of overcasting and exhaustion.

"Hmph, if you want to kill the king with your natal flying sword, you have to see if you have this ability. The Black Bolt King blushed with a blue face: "Yanran can't smile at all, the oil has run out, you ants should cut yourself, lest this king make a move, it will be uncomfortable." ”

It turns out that the glow released by Yan Ranxiao is her natal flying sword gilt sword, the natal flying sword is a technique that cultivators must practice after reaching the realm of rebirth, different from ordinary flying swords or forged with gold and iron, or with spiritual ore, it is based on the vitality of the cultivator himself as the sword, and the dantian is warmed, after the successful cultivation of the flying sword, the sword moves at will, and it is unstoppable, and what is consumed is the vitality of the person who makes the sword. Yan Ran smiled This flying sword has not yet been cultivated, it is forcibly used, and coupled with the suppression of the fetal membrane of the world in the human world, the vitality consumed by the general is two to three times that of normal circumstances. Therefore, in the end, the vitality consumption was too great, and he couldn't support the fainting.

"Don't you have any other nonsense to talk about this kind of garbage?" Similar words Yi Feichen had heard Jian Qi say several times in the palace before, and the Black Bolt King repeated it again, which immediately made his nameless fire soar, and he didn't care about his current strength, he handed over the fainting Yanran smile to Ding Xiaohao, who rushed over to meet him, and stepped out to provoke the Black Bolt King.

The Black Bolt King glanced at Yi Feichen with slanted eyes, and snorted coldly: "A lowly mortal who doesn't know whether to live or die, do you know who you provoked." ”

"Isn't it just a rotten bat that is chased all over the ground and only uses his subordinates to block the sword?" When it comes to how to make the opponent angry, Yi Feichen said that he was second, and absolutely no one present dared to say that he was the first, and his already rising anger rose even more because of the Black Bat King's "lowly mortal": "Now that all his subordinates are dead, see what else can you do." ”

"Look for death!"

How much the Black Bolt King had suffered such contempt, especially for him, the contempt of lowly and humble mortals, he immediately waved his sleeves, exposed his hands, and with a "poof", the nails of his ten fingers skyrocketed to more than a foot, and the nails shone with a strange blue light, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Yi Feichen, and the tips of his ten fingers rushed towards Yi Feichen's chest.

"Second junior brother beware!"

"Senior brother, beware of poison!"

Shan Lingyun and Ding Xiaohao could see that this Black Bolt King's body was strange and incomparable, not to mention, the black smoke on his nails was conspicuously a sign of poison, and he shouted when he shouted.

Yi Feichen was startled by the sudden flash of the Black Bolt King, almost a subconscious reaction, and stepped out in time to avoid the Black Bolt King's pounce, and was not injured by the poisonous nails.

"Why, I don't dare to fight. The Black Bolt King didn't expect that the pounce he thought would be successful was actually dodged by Yi Feichen with extremely mysterious footwork, and he was shocked in his heart, but his mouth kept mocking: "If you have the ability, just hide, but this king wants to see how long you can hide, and if you have the ability, you can't take others to hide together." ”

Of course, what others said was Yanranxiao, and Yi Feichen also knew that relying on the thief's step, he might be able to avoid the attack of the Black Bolt King, but Yanranxiao, who fell into a coma, as well as Ding Xiaohao and Shan Lingyun, couldn't dodge it categorically.

What to do?

What else can I do, but it's just a desperate fight.

Yi Feichen's eyes swelled with strong battle intent: "Stinky bat, do you have the courage to fight your master alone?"

"Heads-up?" The Black Bolt King seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and laughed for a long time: "Okay, this king will fight you alone, if you can support fifty moves in the hands of this king, this king will leave the lives of those two mortals." ”

"Hmph, who wants you to stay, master, I also have to fight with you. Ding Xiaohao immediately refused to accept it, shouted, and Shan Lingyun also said in a deep voice: "This is the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty, not a place where demons and monsters like you are rampant, my Tang boy may not be as good as others, but he will never retreat from begging for mercy." ”

"Come on!" Yi Feichen didn't care about anything else, his killing intent was strong, and he rushed forward abruptly, rushing towards the Black Bolt King.

The Black Bolt King was stunned, but he didn't expect Yi Feichen in a desperate situation to have the ability to fight with him directly. He also didn't dodge or dodge, and as soon as his blood was lucky, the whole person's body seemed to rise in a circle, and then he waved a sharp nail that suddenly grew a lot, and slashed towards Yi Feichen's head. Above his ten fingers, the sharp nails were like sharp daggers, and the cold light lingered on them, and the black gas was attached, which was really not simple.

Yi Feichen will not fight hard, but is a short body, and the steps under his feet make him mellow and wishful, like a swimming snake, circling with him.

The two fought, and the Black Bolt King originally wanted to convince people by recruiting, but after a few rounds, he suddenly found that Yi Feichen's moves were wonderful and exquisite, and he couldn't catch him.

After the blessing of the magic technique, the Black Bolt King's whole person suddenly turned into a phantom, and he kept waving his claws around Yi Feichen, as if he wanted to cut Yi Feichen into ten or eight pieces.

Yi Feichen, who was trapped by the phantom, was full of anger, changed the fighting style of the previous fight, urged the whole body to use the strength of the whole body, and used the Heaven Stealing Fist method, he has now entered the realm of rigidity and softness, plus he is a human being, and he is completely unaffected and suppressed by the world's fetal membranes in the human world, plus he fought against the waterfall in the secret realm in the ghost god altar, and he practiced brute force in his life, and the Heaven Stealing Fist was fierce under his full use, although the Black Bolt King found the right opportunity to poke Yi Feichen, but he was also hit by Yi Feichen's Sky Stealing Fist twice, and his whole body trembled, which actually affected the flow of his spiritual power。

The two fought fiercely, others were dazzled, Ding Xiaohao wanted to help a group of his own senior brothers, and he pinched the seven silver needles in his hand for a long time, but he couldn't find a chance to intervene.

When the battle reached a certain point, Yi Feichen finally burst out of his anger through a single move, reached out and grabbed the body of the Black Bolt King, and threw the fierce Black Bolt King to the ground.

Yes......

The Black Bolt King let out a sharp scream, obviously also being hit hard, but at this moment, his figure lying on the ground suddenly went into a trance. Ten fingers flicked in unison, and the nails that were as sharp as knives flew out of their hands, and came straight to Yi Feichen's heart.