Chapter 193: Two Choices

The cyan halo emitted by the wooden sword blended with the Fallen Heart Flame, setting off Tang Feng like a solemn god. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The scriptures of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Gong also emerged on their own, and the emperor was connected into a dark chain, shuttling and circling on Tang Feng's body.

"Whew. ”

Tang Feng exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes were shining, like two small suns.

There was no suspense, he broke through the two small realms again and reached the fifth rank of the soul realm.

This kind of cultivation speed can be said to be rare in ancient times, it is like riding a rocket, if it is transmitted to the outside world, it will make people's jaws drop.

"At this level, you should be able to fight with ordinary Source Realm masters, right?"

Tang Feng thought that the gap between the Source Realm and the Soul Realm was like a heavenly moat, but he was infinitely close to the Immortal Realm, and he should be able to break this barrier.

"Ahhhh ”

On the other side, the old turtle kept screaming, and one after another slashed at it, causing cracks in the hard shell of the turtle.

Tang Feng took a deep look at the old turtle, what he expected was true, this guy has a lot of means to save his life, otherwise it would be impossible for him to survive the attack of the sword with his cultivation of the fifth grade of the soul realm alone.

"What kind of existence is this old turtle in the Heavenly Universe Saint Territory?"

Tang Feng became more and more curious, although the old turtle was crying out in pain, but seeing that the attack of the wooden sword was calming down, it had not really suffered heavy losses.

Not only that, but the momentum of the old turtle is still slowly rising, and there are faint signs of breaking the realm.

"Pain, pain, Qinglian Sword Immortal, that guy is really ruthless. ”

The old turtle bared his teeth and grinned, and really survived this cause and effect.

Tang Feng looked at the old turtle and said with a smile: "If the Qinglian Sword Immortal is really ruthless, with your current cultivation, I am afraid that the means of saving your life will be exhausted, and there will be no chance of survival." ”

The old turtle snorted disdainfully and said, "Boy, do you think that the Qinglian Sword Immortal is a good person, a bigwig-level figure in the Tianyu Saint Realm, isn't that a ruthless person?"

"The reason why I was able to survive this catastrophe was just good luck, the divine sense left by the Qinglian Sword Immortal on the wooden sword was about to disappear, otherwise the wooden sword would casually emit a sword light, and this space would have to be shattered and fragmented. ”

Tang Feng was noncommittal, his eyes fell on the wooden sword, and his eyes were a little fiery.

"Boy, if you are not afraid of death, even if you go and take this sword, the thing of the sword immortal, even the other bigwigs in the Tianyu Saint realm, may not dare to think about it. ”

The old turtle saw through Tang Feng's thoughts at a glance and said coldly.

Tang Feng smiled, he was just thinking about it, and he wouldn't really touch the wooden sword without being reminded by the old turtle.

Click.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the space.

On the side of the path leading to the Heavenly Sacred Realm, a crack appeared in the void, and the sound of fighting could be faintly heard.

"Demon Clan Holy City!"

Tang Feng made a judgment for the first time, and the other side of this rift was the human world.

"There should be no danger to leave here. ”

The old tortoise, after careful observation, made such a judgment.

Thundered.

In the midst of hesitation, the rift shook and looked like it was about to close.

"Let's go!"

Tang Feng grabbed one of the old turtle's legs, jumped into the void rift, and rushed to the other end of the rift.

Bang.

Tang Feng landed smoothly, and behind him was the holy mountain of the demon clan.

"Jinwu clan, you are really cautious!"

Tang Feng's eyes were cold, and there was a portal behind him, which was exactly what Shu He said before, the last place where it was possible to leave the Holy Mountain, but it was still sealed.

"If we hadn't entered the crypt, we might not really be able to get out, and we would have been trapped alive in the Demon Clan's Holy Mountain, so it would be a blessing in disguise. ”

Tang Feng whispered, and there was still the sound of fighting in his ears from time to time, and he didn't have to think about it to know that this was the Demon Emperor's line fighting fiercely with the Golden Crow Clan.

"Are you...... Tang Feng?"

At that moment, a figure with a heavy sense of surprise sounded.

Tang Feng followed the prestige, but saw a man wearing gold armor looking at him with an incredulous face.

"The Jinwu clan also sent people to guard the exit, they really look up to me. ”

Tang Feng's eyes were as bright as a blade, and he instantly knew the identity of the person who came.

The golden-armored man sneered and said in a cold voice: "I really didn't expect that you would really be able to get out of this holy mountain alive, but it's useless to come out, it's just a battle merit for me." ”

As he spoke, he took out a large bow from his back with his backhand, and then picked up a red arrow feather and aimed it at Tang Feng.

"Tang Feng, I heard that it is the son of the desolate world, such a prey is really good. ”

The golden-armored man said to himself, the arrow flashed with cold light, and a source realm cultivation was released without reservation, firmly locking Tang Feng's figure.

"Tang Feng, I will give you two choices now, one is to kowtow to me and beg for mercy, and the other is that I will shoot you three arrows, if you can escape them all, I can also let you go. How's that, I'm kind enough, right?"

The golden-armored man had a confident smile on his face, as far as the intelligence was concerned, Tang Feng was only a seventh grade of the Soul Realm, and his combat power was estimated to be comparable to the first grade of the Soul Realm, and under his eyes, he was no different from a little mouse.

Tang Feng looked at the golden-armored man indifferently, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said, "I will also give you two choices, what do you think?"

The golden-armored man asked interestingly, "Tell me about it." ”

"The two choices I give you, one is death, the other is death, what do you choose?"

Tang Feng said expressionlessly.

The golden-armored man obviously didn't expect Tang Feng to say such arrogant words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't laugh angrily, and said:

"I like your temper, but it's a pity that my son-in-law and Emperor Yunqin can't tolerate you, so ......"

He paused for a moment, then lifted his lips: "So, you can go and die." ”

The fingers controlling the strings opened easily, and the arrow feather suddenly made a sonic boom, like a meteor, and slammed into Tang Feng blatantly.

Tang Feng was still expressionless, and only when the arrow feather was only three zhang away did he take a light kick.

This one step looks slow, as if an old man is taking a leisurely walk.

However, it was this one step that made Tang Feng's entire figure illusory, leaving a full eighteen afterimages in place.

"I don't know if you pick one or two, but it doesn't make a difference anyway. ”

Tang Feng's body floated behind the golden-armored man, and the palm of his right hand, which had already held the hilt of the sword of the cross-river pawn, flipped slightly, and the cold light inadvertently bloomed into an extremely beautiful flower.

The dust was light, Tang Feng was behind him with his left hand, and he was holding a sword in his right hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed obliquely at the ground.

A blood flower swirled in the air, and finally landed on the hem of Tang Feng's clothes, adding a touch of bewitchment to the white clothes.

"You ......"

The golden-armored man clutched his neck in shock, blood oozing from between his fingers.

He never thought that Tang Feng, who was regarded as a prey that he could handle at will one second, would wield the sickle of death the next second.