Chapter Thirty-Eight: Meet the Master Again
Chen Yang and Guang Linlong's grievances are getting deeper and deeper, and they can't quit if they want to. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Now that six people have died because of Chen Yang, I am afraid that the two of them have reached the point of not dying.
Soon the news of the death of the six people reached the ears of Guanglin Long, and Guanglin Long was furious.
At this time, there was a person who reached the 160th floor, but he was soon targeted by Guanglin Long, who directly killed that person, and then threw his body from the 160th floor of the Heavenly Tower, and suddenly the blood was like a thick fog, spreading outside the Heavenly Tower, and a strong smell of blood wafted in the air.
Guanglin Long vented the resentment squeezed all over his body to every Tianwu person.
Being able to reach the one hundred and sixty floors is already an excellent talent, and entering the Tianquan Academy Palace is even more secure, but it was brutally killed by Guanglin Long.
Chen Yang took the man's body down, only to see a small hole in the artery in his neck, and blood was spurting out of the air, like a fountain.
The entire one hundred and fifty floors were filled with the smell of blood.
Feng Ningsheng was used to this kind of killing method, and his face did not change much, but Chen Yang's brows furrowed tightly, and a nameless anger rose in his heart, "What a cruel killing method!"
Where is this murder, it is clearly a toy that treats people as toys and spews blood!
This person Chen Yang has seen, it should be the first in a certain county, and his talent is excellent.
Feng Ning said, "Looking at this person's killing methods, he must be a killer, and he will penetrate the arteries with one blow, and ordinary people will not have this kind of means." ”
"You mean there's another master with Guanglin Dragon?"
Chen Yang asked.
"It should be, this person's killing skills are no less than mine, and even much stronger than me, I have a certain chance of winning against her, but it's only fifty percent, if you can't deal with Guanglin Long, there is no need for us to continue to go up. ”
Wind condensation road.
But Chen Yang didn't speak, and the smile on his face became thicker and thicker.
"What? you don't want to give up, you're going to kill them?" said Feng Ningsheng.
"Don't you want to? The cultivation resources on their bodies will be even more abundant. Chen Yang added that if he wanted to make Feng Ningsheng make a move, he could only tempt her with silver coins.
"But you know, both of these are pretty tough characters to deal with, and if we're not careful, we'll both be there. ”
Feng Ningsheng then added, "Although Guanglin Long is a nine-star peak martial artist, but an ordinary martial artist-level powerhouse will not be his opponent, Guanglin Long is an awakened Red Evil Martial Soul, and the difference between him and Zhong Rui is more than a big difference, you are the grandson of King Chen, you should know that Guanglin Long's father awakened the strength of the Red Evil Martial Soul in the upper body, he is even more powerful than his father, and he is a Red Evil Martial Soul all over." ”
"But, after all, I have to try!"
Chen Yang's expression was solemn, no matter how strong Guanglin Long was, he was going to fight him after all.
Feng Ningsheng's ears moved slightly, and a trace of coldness randomly appeared on his face, and he immediately held the dagger in his hand, showing an offensive posture.
"They're on the 160th floor. ”
"Haha, I didn't expect you to find out so soon!"
A hearty laugh came.
Guanglin Long and a martial artist stood on the one hundred and sixty floor of the Heavenly Tower, staring proudly at the two people below, and said, "I really didn't expect you to reach the one hundred and sixty floor, which greatly surprised me, my other six brothers should not be alive, right?"
Chen Yang glanced up at Guanglin Long slightly, and said, "Those who want to kill me, no one has ever been able to live. ”
"Haha!"
The martial artist beside Guanglin Long took a few steps forward, his face was very gloomy, even if he smiled, it was with a coldness, his whole body was cold, like an ice sculpture, holding a sharp scimitar in his hand, "You and I have something in common, I am like you, the person I want to kill, no one has ever been able to live." ”
"Ghosts, there's no need to talk nonsense with them, let's do it quickly. When I returned to Guangling, I was rewarded. ”
The ghost, of course, is not his name, and the killer never uses his real name, in case the enemy retaliates against the family.
The ghost stared at Feng Ningsheng, the corners of his mouth hooked, his eyes glanced at her straight breasts and round ass twice, and finally glanced at her appearance, and finally a smile bloomed on his face, "This woman, I don't want to kill, so you can live, but in the future you can only be my woman." ”
"Ghost, you should be very happy to be your woman, right? Those women you used to have, which one of them was not tortured to death by you, and in the end they all died with satisfaction, even if they died, they were happy to die. ”
Guanglinlong laughed.
"Look for death!"
Feng Ningsheng's figure flashed, like a wind, and instantly appeared in front of the ghost, and the dagger in his hand stabbed him in the chest, this is a fatal move, if the other party can't resist it, he will be directly pulled out of his heart by the dagger.
But the ghost was not panicked, his body was like a ghost, turning into a black afterimage, and instantly appeared behind Feng Ningsheng.
"I didn't expect this beauty to be very spicy!"
Feng Ningsheng's face changed, he instantly lowered his head and turned around, and swept out with a dagger in his back, which was another killing move, his dagger could cut the stomach of the person behind him, and the intestines were pulled out hard.
"Huh!"
The ghost stepped lightly, taking three steps backwards to stabilize his body.
Feng Ningsheng didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, she was vicious and vicious, and exerted her strength to the extreme, it can be said that she was really angry, if she hit the ghost with one move, she would definitely kill him,
The ghost snorted coldly, and the speed reached the fastest, and the whole person was like a ghost.
The scimitar is held in the hand and fits perfectly into the entire arm, as if it were on the arm.
"Whoa!"
The scimitar and dagger collided with each other, inspiring bursts of sparks.
The speed of both of them is very fast, and they can make thirty moves in a second, but each move is defused by the other party, regardless of victory or defeat.
"Huh!"
The ghost's face froze, and the scimitar in his hand rotated around his entire body, like a wind wheel, countless dazzling brilliance emanated, making people dare not approach at all, and at the same time, the ghost continued to approach the wind condensation, and on his arm, a cyan trace appeared.
Above the cyan traces, there was a strange light, which was composed of internal energy, and this cyan internal energy meandered out, directly restraining the wind-condensed wrist.
"Inner strength transforms!"
Being able to cultivate the inner strength transformation in the realm of an eight-star martial artist is definitely a perverted existence.
The entire cyan internal strength is like the palm of the hand, constantly approaching the wind condensation, and the shape of this internal strength cannot be cut off at all.
Feng Ningsheng's face changed, and she immediately wanted to retreat, but the cyan internal strength clamped her tender white wrist tightly like an iron tong, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.
Feng Ningsheng's face turned pale.
At the same time, the ghost's body emitted a burst of poisonous smell, slowly approaching the wind condensation.
Feng Ningshang held his breath, no longer retreated, but stepped forward directly, raised his foot fiercely, and kicked towards the vital place of the ghost, this kick was very strong, with the sound of whirring wind.
"Bang!"
After the kick, Feng Ningsheng's foot quickly retracted, this kick was almost her limit speed, if she was slow for a moment, she would be directly cut off by the ghost's scimitar.
"Whew!"
After the ghost was kicked by Feng Ningsheng, his face became a little ugly, and he withdrew his martial arts internal strength, and the scimitar also returned to his hand, and touched his crotch lightly.
"This little girl is spicy enough!"
The ghost licked the corners of his lips and smiled evilly.
Wind Condensation immediately activated the six inscriptions in the dagger, and the dagger glowed with silver light.
"Nine Days of Flurry!"
Feng Ningshang's arm kept waving, and the whole person was like a fairy, flying up and down, and the dagger in his hand kept stabbing out, and the murderous aura was unabated, and snowflakes suddenly fell in the space, one by one like salt grains.
There is an ice inscription in the dagger, which naturally produces an ice effect.
"Six-grade weapons, Xuan-level high-grade martial arts!"
The ghost's eyes became hideous, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he let out a long howl.
"Ghost Broken Hand!"
The internal strength of the martial arts transformed again, and the whole body was like a ghost, constantly grabbing towards the wind.
This time, he didn't dare to underestimate Feng Ningsheng.
"Boom!"
The ghost's scimitar collided with the dagger of the wind condensation, and a black aura erupted.
Feng Ningsheng's body trembled, and a muffled sound came out of his mouth, the tiger's mouth was shattered, and the dagger in his hand was also knocked out.
The ghost stepped forward again, striking Feng Ningsheng in the shoulder, sending him flying five meters.
In the space, Feng Ningsheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned even paler, and his arm was almost dislocated.
Obviously, the ghost's move did not exert all its strength, and it was just a serious cold.
"Haha. The ghost cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled, revealing his jagged teeth, and walked up to Feng Ningsheng again, grabbed Feng Ningsheng's calf, and dragged her back alive.
"Nine Palms!"
Suddenly, he felt a domineering fist wind whistling past his ears, this fist wind was no less powerful than his ghost broken hand, and the strength should be above 10,000 catties.
Sensing the danger, he immediately let go of the wind condensation, and immediately released the vitality of his whole body, condensing into a protective shield in front of him.
Crazy retreat in the moment.
After one heavy fist wind, there are eight more fist winds.
The ghost's face froze, fortunately he chose to retreat just now, otherwise, the bones that could be hit by the one-punch wind would be brittle, and the eight-fold fist wind would be able to beat him into pulp.
In the case of complete accumulation, Chen Yang was still very confident in the power of the Nine Folds.
But the ghost is a master after all, while retreating, his palm condensed a powerful internal force, and immediately blasted towards Chen Yang, Chen Yang suddenly felt a strong force rushing towards him, and his body quickly dodged in another direction, but the strong internal force that swept through the space caused by the gang wind, still flew Chen Yangzhen three meters away.
Chen Yang's body was tempered in the blood pool, so he was naturally much stronger, and he didn't suffer much damage after this blow.