Chapter 380, a tooth for a tooth, an injury for an injury

"Black Magic!"

Li Gongping cast a secret method, and the aura in his body soared by three points again, reaching the strength of the half-step Earth Soul Realm.

Ling Tian's strength made him have to pay attention to it, although he only exchanged one move, the knife in Ling Tian's hand made him feel a hint of the threat of death.

As the core elder of the Black Demon Palace, Li Gongping's cultivation of the Black Demon Technique was already very hot, and after casting it, not only the sequelae were very small, but the increased aura was also very pure.

For Ling Tian, this was a rare hard battle, such an evenly matched battle of life and death often greatly contributed to the improvement of sword skills and strength.

Lu Feng and Gu Lingling were waiting nervously, and the two of them could vaguely hear the movement of the fight at the Guojian Restaurant, and they could imagine the fierce scene of the battle.

Ling Tian and Li Gongping fought for most of the hour, and the sword momentum of both sides began to slow down a little, but their state still maintained an extremely high level, and what they were suffering was only minor injuries.

The group of Black Demon Palace disciples who were surrounded by them, as the battle between the two deepened, the encirclement quietly expanded a lot, and with their strength, with their strength, they would die, even if they got closer, they would be affected.

It wasn't until the pace of the battle between the two slowed down that those Dark Demon Palace disciples began to move, waiting for an opportunity to find an opportunity to make a move, thinking about helping their elders kill Ling Tian.

Seeing that a group of Black Demon Palace disciples began to approach, Ling Tian's eyes showed a cold glow, and the murderous intent appeared.

"Qianfu - horizontal slash!"

Ling Tian's sword momentum changed drastically, and he displayed one of the few sword techniques he had learned.

If you are a husband, you can't open it!

This move, "Thousand Men Slashing", was learned by Ling Tian from a sword technique of the Five Elements Rank that he had obtained by chance, and it was very unstoppable.

Ling Tian's requirements for sword techniques were extremely important, and there were not many noble essences, although there were many sword techniques recorded in that book of Five Elements Grade Exercises, but he only learned this one move, because other sword techniques were full of flaws in his opinion.

A layer of golden qi covered the blade, Ling Tian's whole person circled around for half a circle, a sword intent came from his heart, and the knife momentum was like a circle like a wave, surging wildly towards the surroundings.

Those Black Demon Palace disciples who were just about to approach Ling Tian were instantly slashed several meters away, fell to the ground and wailed, and the encirclement was shattered in an instant.

Li Gongping's face revealed a trace of jealousy, also as a swordsman, he understood how tired he was physically and mentally after more than an hour of high-intensity fighting, but Ling Tian looked extremely different, with the taste of becoming more and more courageous the more he fought, and the momentum exuded by his body became more and more terrifying.

The killing intent is even more numerous than before.

Li Gongping began to feel a little uneasy in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he took out the special messenger fireworks bomb made by the Black Demon Palace, threw it into the air, and began to ask for the support of other elders.

He was afraid that if he continued to fight, he was afraid that something would happen to him.

Seeing a gorgeous flower blooming in the gloomy sky, Ling Tian's face froze, and the rhythm of the attack was raised again, and every move was completely a posture of fighting for his life.

A tooth for a tooth, a wound for a wound.

Where could Li Gongping withstand such a deadly offensive, not to mention that he was already very tired from the fierce battle, even in his heyday, in the face of Ling Tian's deadly play, it would be difficult to completely block it.

Where is this knife competition, it is completely a bet on whose life is harder!

Li Gongping's heart was empty, although he was somewhat sure that he would be able to catch Ling Tian's slash and make a counterattack, but he was not sure that he would not be injured, and he would never be able to accept the fight of exchanging injuries for injuries.

In Li Gongping's heart, he is an elder of a faction, how precious his identity is, and how can he be willing to fight for his life with a soul hunter who licks blood from the knife edge and lives like mustard.

As long as the other elders arrived, they could join forces to kill Ling Tian.

Li Gongping's idea was good, but it had already been calculated by Lu Feng and others, and the ambush between him and Gu Lingling finally played a role.

Less than half a pillar of incense after the signal fireworks went off, a team of people rushed from the street where Lu Feng was located.

"It seems that I am lucky," Gu Lingling smiled slightly, she looked at the dust churning up on Lu Feng's side in the distance, and knew that the support of the Black Demon Palace had chosen his path.

According to the plan, after Gu Lingling confirmed that there was no abnormal movement on his side, he began to rush in the direction of Lu Feng to help him block the support of the Black Demon Palace.

Lu Feng sat on the eaves of an inn, looking at the group of Black Demon Palace disciples below who were walking quickly and looking hurried, and raised his hand to spread out the array of the One Yuan Silk Array.

A crisp groan sounded, and the next moment, a huge humanoid spirit puppet jumped up and blocked the middle of the road, blocking a group of people from the Dark Demon Palace.

The leader of the Black Devil Palace rushed to support, and the leader was an obese middle-aged man, with the strength of the Five Elements and Three Qi Realms, with a fat face and a big head like a wine tank, running all the way, and the meat on his body was agitating like a wave.

But his breath was very steady, and there was no panting like a fat man's fatigue.

"Fat butcher?" Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, he sat down in the inn and looked up, recognized the person who took the lead, and unceremoniously manipulated the spirit puppet to attack at the moment.

The little spirit puppet that was supposed to be condensed in the palm of his left hand and commanded by mobilizing the aura with his right hand was severely injured and his right arm was destroyed, Lu Feng made slight changes to the entire formation.

At this moment, the position of the palm puppet that controlled the spirit puppet also shifted from left to right.

Lu Feng held the little spirit puppet in his right hand, and turned the spiritual energy with his left hand to control it, calmly letting the spirit puppet blocking the way under the inn perform different moves according to his instructions.

The fat-headed butcher examined the roadblock puppet, his eyes glancing over its severed arm and pausing for a moment.

"Such a broken formation?" The fat butcher had a trace of disdain on his face, especially when he saw that the left left hand of the spirit puppet was extremely influential, and it was not even a spiritual product, so he couldn't help but sneer.

If you are a soldier, someone will control you!

The fat butcher's fat head slowly raised, and at a glance he found Lu Feng leaning against the eaves of the inn.

"You guys, go get rid of him," the fat-headed butcher shouted at the three men standing behind him, raising his fat arm.

Lu Feng watched the three Black Demon Palace disciples move, his expression was calm, without a trace of waves, his left hand was pointing at the sword, and he was facing the spirit puppet held in the palm of his right hand.

Immediately, in the aisle, the spirit puppet that was blocking in front of the fat-headed butcher moved, the long sword was unsheathed, and when the body shook, the three disciples of the Black Demon Palace who had moved all stopped.

A faint streak of blood appeared on their necks, the streak was condensed by the attack of the sword qi, and it had not yet been broken by the surging blood within them.

After a breath of time, the three disciples fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out, staining the land red. The fat-headed butcher was shocked, although most of his attention was on Lu Feng just now, with his strength, even if he closed his eyes, he could sense the wind and grass around him, but he didn't see the action of the puppet killing at all.

Fast, too fast.

"How can you make a sword so fast with your left hand?!"

The fat butcher's eyes when he looked at Lu Feng again had changed, from the original disdain to jealousy.

"Who is Your Majesty? Why the roadblock? The fat-headed butcher asked with a hint of caution.

Lu Feng sneered in his heart, now that he knows how to ask someone? If he didn't have such strength, I'm afraid he would have died in the hands of those disciples.

The sword finger of the left hand is flipped, and the aura is surging, inextricably linked, and the essence controls the palm of the soul puppet.

"Ahh

A sound of breaking wind sounded.

The fat-headed butcher looked at the spirit puppet that had taken out the sword again, and he didn't dare to be careless at all, his breath suddenly condensed, and a burst of qi shook away the sword that broke through the air from the spirit puppet.

The fat flesh on the fat butcher's whole body was frozen in an instant, gathering as if it had been squeezed by a huge force, forming an extremely strange "muscle".

This is the art of the body that he has cultivated, and this stagnant fat is his best defensive armor.

"Rinse and gargle~"

The puppet's long sword exuded a fierce sword aura, but the fat-headed butcher only relied on the defense of his body to carry it, and except for his clothes being cut off, he was not hurt in the slightest.

A hint of strangeness flashed on Lu Feng's face, although he had known that the fat-headed butcher had a horizontal kung fu, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

With the sword momentum of the spirit puppet, it was enough to break through the aura defense of an ordinary Five Elements One Qi Realm strength soul master, but at the moment, it didn't even break through the flesh defense of the fat-headed butcher.

"The long sword in the puppet's hand is still too bad, and the power of the sword power is limited."

The array disk of the One-Yuan Silk Drawing Array was already damaged, although Lu Feng had repaired it, it was a little difficult to let the broken spirit puppet control the blade containing spiritual power, I was afraid that there would be a risk of chaos and destruction of the body, so Lu Feng only chose an ordinary long sword for it.

After the fat-headed butcher felt that the strength of the puppet could not break through his defense, he laughed arrogantly, and two short and heavy pig-killing knives appeared in his hand and slashed towards the long sword in the puppet's hand.

It looks like the butchers in the vegetable market when they cut the pork with all their might.

The fat butcher's short butcher's knife is made of psychic fine iron, reaching the level of the five elements, and it is easier for the five elements to harmonize and exert its power, if this knife is cut, the long sword in the hand of the puppet will inevitably break.

Lu Feng naturally felt that the spirit puppet was not the opponent of the fat-headed butcher, so he immediately dodged, and his purpose today was not to kill these people who came to support, as long as he dragged it down.

Lu Feng manipulated the spirit puppet and chose to avoid the battle, instead of fighting the fat-headed butcher head-on, he bypassed the fat figure and rushed towards the group of Black Demon Palace disciples behind him.

The spirit puppet couldn't break through the fat-headed butcher's defense, but it was more than enough to deal with these disciples of the Black Demon Palace who only had the strength of the Condensing Disk Realm and the Condensing Pill Realm.

Seeing this, the fat-headed butcher was furious and followed the puppet.

It's a pity that speed is what he is not good at, and he can't stop the figure of the spirit puppet at all.

In order to delay time, Lu Feng did not manipulate the spirit puppets to kill those disciples of the Dark Demon Palace, but chose to wander among the crowd, stabbing a few swords from time to time, creating a fighting situation.