At that moment, Feng Ren suddenly realized, and his heart was surprised and happy.

The sword that responded to his call, the long sword he was now holding in his hand was not the Burning Nirvana at all, but an even more terrifying existence, the Undead Demon Sword, Secretly Chasing the Blade.

During this time, the Silence Nirvana was unsheathed too many times, and the duration of each time was obviously not as explained by the original Heavenly Machine Star, and the seal attached to the scabbard quietly ceased to exist, and the dark power of the sleeping undead finally awakened.

The violent sword intent of the catastrophe stirred up the deep cold.

"I didn't expect this to be the result, does it seem that this time it will be too long?" he smiled helplessly, but there was a coldness in his eyes.

If it is to chase the Dark Blade, I am afraid that the power is even better than that of the Burning Nirvana.

Moreover, now Feng Ren has felt that a cold power has begun to spread into his right hand, it is a very strange force, but it is also very violent and strong, transmitted in the meridians and at the same time diffuses a cold that temporarily freezes his senses, but he can't notice the original scar pain for a while, but feels that his body is full of strength again.

However, this was a common way to quench his thirst after all, but he had no choice.

And in the current state, there is a way to drink to quench your thirst, but it is also one of the greatest blessings, it is better than killing the neck...... Or, at the hands of someone you trusted.

The blade of the Dark Blade circulated a large area of pitch-black ripples, and countless fierce winds roared out at the moment of humming and whispering.

Due to the damage to Demoiselle's strength, the slender silk threads wrapped around the blade of the sword were also looser, not as tightly as they had been bound before. Moreover, the bright silver on the surface is also faded by three points.

In this way, it gives wind toughness a chance.

"Dark Grey, since you have answered my call. Let me see the tyranny that once plunged the entire continent into fear and fear! Today, you and I fight side by side. ”

As if he really heard the sound of Feng Ren, the blade of the Dark Chasing Blade trembled with some excitement, and the sword qi roared out even more violently, turning the bursts of cold in all directions.

And by the time Suzaku and Ryukatsu, who had focused all their attention on the changed situation, it was already too late.

Not only them, but even Demoiselle Weng smelled something wrong, his eyes changed, and he hurriedly twisted the boom to fight back, drawing the strength that was still left in his body that had not been completely imprisoned.

However, it was also late.

Ping Pong Ping Pong Ping Pong!

A few flickering sparks burst out on the coiled silk threads, and the roar of the dark chaser became more intense, and at the same time, there was an almost sadistic smile on the corner of Feng Ren's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the silk thread thrown out of the abyssal revenant was cut off and broken, and the wind and tenacity figure broke away from it and regained its freedom.

At that moment, an evil eye-like pattern suddenly appeared on his forehead, carved directly into the flesh and blood, which was terrifying, and the center of the eyeball continued to appear in circles of pitch-black ripples, distorting the surrounding space.

Immediately after, another pair of shadows cracked out from behind him, and with a sudden momentum, they condensed into two hideous bone wings in midair, which were even darker than the pair when they launched the Dark Demon Fury Wings before, and they looked a little biased towards the wings of the Nether Ghost Dragon in the undead royal family.

"How is it possible, why does this kid still have this level of combat power?" Liu Sheng screamed, and the deep cold aura that permeated Feng Ren's body at this moment already made him sense a trace of fear, instinctive jealousy from the depths of his heart.

"Withdraw, now I don't have the ability to fight him anymore, and the Seven Kills Lord is ......"

After Suzaku finished speaking, Demoiselle shook her and Liu Sheng behind him, and shouted in a deep voice: "How can I, Demoiselle Weng, retreat in front of such a person without a fight? Even if I am accidentally conspired by someone for a while and temporarily imprison most of my strength, so what? I am still one of the Seven Kills of the Three Monarchs of the Tomb Prison, and the fierce reputation of the Lady of the Devil has never diminished! The tiger falls in Pingyang, and it is still a fierce tiger!"

With a swing, the surging wind whistled wildly, and Lisa Weng strode towards Feng Ren and hummed: "It seems that I am right, there are too many secrets in your kid." But don't think you're going to win me. ”

"I never wanted to win you, I thought - kill you!"

Feng Ren's voice was a little different from usual, much colder, and full of violence.

The next moment, the sword moved, and the pitch-black fluctuating power of the dark blade swept across the sky, and in the gloomy coldness, the aura of destruction exploded violently.

"What a big breath, even if I can't play my peak strength now, I can still deal with you!"

With a snort, the abyssal revenant soul shook round, a trace of curved bright silver spread and condensed from the top, the slender silk thread washed and dissolved in the air, and a sharp hook of cold light flashed out again at the very end. At the moment of dancing, countless spatial cracks were directly imprinted under the sky with the stroke of the hook and silk thread.

In an instant, a net-like barrier had been laid in front of him, glowing with pitch-black fluctuations. It's like, it's the same as the giant net that covers the Valley of Ice Flames, but it's still different.

"Broken. ”

Feng Ren thought lightly, the bone wings behind him were raised, and the dark chaser blade in his hand burst out with a burst of pitch-black light, almost covering the world in the darkness.

The sword intent became more and more violent, and the sharp and fierce energy directly bombarded the mesh barrier in front of Demoiselle Weng.

In an instant, the spatial crack increased dramatically, and the net-like pitch-black fluctuations instantly collapsed in the air, directly breaking through a huge gap, and the crazy air flow surging from it sucked everything in the outside world, and poured into it endlessly.

At the same time, Feng Ren's figure also disappeared into the sky.

When he reappeared, he was already at the side of Demoiselle Weng, and the cold blade of the Dark Blade was sharpened, and the ripples almost tore through the space.

Ping!

Demoiselle's action reaction was also so swift that he was speechless, and the boom instantly stopped directly below the Dark Chasing Blade, and forcibly blocked this fatal sword.

However, it's not easy either. His figure suddenly fell from the sky, and there was an extra scratch on the abyssal revenant hanging pole that had been undamaged against several Dao-level powerhouses before, and there was an ominous aura in the wounded place.

"What kind of sword is this, that can directly injure my boom?" Demoiselle Weng's face was full of disbelief, you must know that this Abyss Revenant Soul Hanging is at the level of a heaven-level spirit blade, although it is only a low-level, it can also barely be among the ranks of divine weapons, and it took a top refiner in the Central Region three years to forge it.

"How can your sword be able to resist my sword?"

Feng Ren drank coldly, and his body fell into the air, secretly chasing the Dark Blade and roaring in the wind, and from the flickering darkness of the tip of the sword, there were frantically surging terrifying fluctuations, which were the wails of the dead, the unyielding howls of the unjust souls.

The Big Dipper Death Star is broken!

The sword fell, and the moment it fell, it was like cracking the gates of hell, and the long air was filled with the sound of low wails and strange screams, which made people shudder in the creep.

At that moment, Lisa Weng's figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, and a hideous look appeared on his face: "Boy, don't be too arrogant! Do you really think that the old man's strength is restrained and there is nothing he can do? What's more, how long can that kind of confinement last?"

The crossbar was sideways behind him, and he just raised his left palm and pressed it into the void seemingly gently, and a few spots of pitch-black light overflowed from his palm and fluttered in mid-air, landing in the void but there were circles of pitch-black shadows fluctuating, as if tearing open the passage to another dimension.

The next moment, countless shadows burst out of every pitch-black ripple, as if hundreds of strange chains were crisscrossing the sky, each of which was surrounded by a large amount of black mist, and faintly a low wail could also be heard.

"There are more than 100,000 souls under the old man's hands, and a little bit of the power of resentment created by the slaughter will undoubtedly make an axe in front of me!"

In an instant, the pitch-black chains rolled through the air, and the layers of barriers under the cloth blocked the sword momentum that Feng Ren had shot down in the air.

And at the end of each chain, there is an arc of cold hook blades, once stabbed by any one, the rest will rush up, and together they will tear the entangled flesh and blood into a blood mist.

Nine inferior martial arts, purgatory chain hook.

One of the tricks of Demoiselle Weng's fame, I don't know how many strong people have died under this trick.

However, Feng Ren's expression remained unchanged, and he said softly: "Break it for me." ”

Ping-pong!Ping-pong!Ping-Pong!Ping-Pong!

A rainbow of pitch-black mangs penetrated into the chains, countless broken fragments splashed, and the moment the shadows collapsed, the sword-wielding figure broke through from it, and flew directly in front of the shocked face of the Demoiselle, raised the cold blade of the Dark Chasing Blade, and hummed: "Seven Kills Demoiselle, but that's it!"

However, when the sword fell, it suddenly froze, Feng Ren's face changed slightly, dozens of scratches cracked on his body, and the blood spurted out was already a dark red, and there were still a few traces of black mist mixed in it.

"You don't really think my tricks are so easy to break through, do you?"

Demoiselle smiled cruelly, and the boom slashed diagonally on Feng Ren's chest like a stick, and at the moment when his body retreated, he jumped up and caught up, attaching a palm directly in the middle of his lower abdomen.

Boom!

The figure fell even faster, and Feng Ren raised his head and let out a heart-rending roar, and the miserable sound echoed over the entire Ice Flame Valley, making people's hearts tremble when they heard it.

And immediately after, his falling figure suddenly stopped, not by himself, nor by someone catching him.

On his back, a flickering hook was nailed in, and the sharp point had pierced a little cold from the front of his right chest. At the end of the hook, a looming silk thread flicked through the air, connecting to the top of the abyssal revenant hanging in Demoiselle's hand.

Feeling that the strength in his body began to gradually recover, Lisa Weng also knew that his strength would soon be able to recover as before, and Lin Ling's desperate confinement could not last long at all.

Looking at the figure with the scars still pierced by the hook, he sneered: "I have to admit that this trip to Ice Flame Valley, it was you kid who made me feel a little imminent with death." However, in the face of absolute disparity, any small tricks are useless. Resign yourself to your fate. ”

When the words fell, Demoiselle pulled the boom, but instantly heard a crisp cracking sound.

In mid-air, the silk thread connecting the hook inexplicably broke in the middle. On the other side, a thin sword flew past and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterward, a tumbling flame roared and burst into the sky between the Demoiselle and the Wind Toughness, but the flames with a crystal-like luster were rolling with a cold meaning.

At the other end of the light flame, a cold hand grabbed Feng Ren's shoulder, and a voice came from behind him: "Hurry up!"

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