Chapter 300: Cicada, Praying Mantis, Yellow Sparrow?

The words are not speculative for more than half a sentence, not to mention that the two have already torn their faces. Both of them couldn't help but look at the ground at the same time, staring at the "Fire Wing Technique" and the translation manuscript in the arms of the dead Lei Lin, and their faces were hideous.

People die for money, birds die for food, from their respective eyes, the two know that this battle is inevitable, the winner can leave with the cheats, and the loser, this is the place to be buried!

Gritting his teeth coldly, Jiang Nanfeng already had an elegant soft sword in his hand, he stretched his body, bringing a gust of wind, and the soft sword in his hand stabbed towards Crane Yiming's neck like a poisonous snake.

Crane Yiming was not polite, the cylindrical monster sword in his hand was raised, sweeping away Jiang Nanfeng's soft sword, and instead stabbed at Jiang Nanfeng's vital point.

The two of them completely tore their faces, and they both knew that the other party wanted to kill their lives, so they immediately tore ruthlessly and violently tore them up. For a while, the vitality was all over the sky, and the snow splashed everywhere.

Jiangnan Feng's attack is fast and changeable, and the soft sword in his hand carries an aura, sometimes like a clear wind, and sometimes like a stone storm, wrapping the crane in it.

However, Crane Yiming is not weak, he is like an ancient tree with solid roots, with a firm foundation, not retreating, still beaten by the wind and rain, but he does not want to hurt him in the slightest.

Jiangnan Feng is "Fengxing Yuan Xiu", and his strength was originally between him and Heyiming of "Muxing Yuanxiu", but relying on the advantage of "Mutant Sword Spirit", Jiangnanfeng has to overwhelm Crane Yiming in terms of attack power. After more than a dozen moves, Tsuru Yiming gradually became on the defensive, and his attacks became less and less.

"Ding ding-" The sound of the blade striking became more and more intense, and Crane Yiming was a little out of control. Gradually controlled by the Jiangnan wind. forced him to step back.

Seeing that the situation is getting more and more dangerous. Crane Yiming gritted his teeth with hatred, and decided to make a trick, he hurriedly blocked a few swords, withdrew a vacant, and immediately shouted a few times in his mouth, and a green light flashed from the cylindrical strange sword in his hand, and suddenly a small hole in the tip of the cone at the top of the cylindrical monster sword violently spewed out a stream of green poisonous mist, and when the tip of the sword stabbed towards Jiangnan Feng. The poison also rolled towards the south wind.

This fog was extremely poisonous at a glance, but Jiang Nanfeng didn't panic at all, he smiled coldly, and the soft sword in his hand suddenly stirred like a whip, forming a gust of wind.

"Wind Roll!"

With a low shout in the Jiangnan Wind Mouth, the Yuan Force burst out, condensing the Spatial Wind Yuan Force, and instantly erupted into a small tornado storm.

"Ahh

Crane Yiming's face changed drastically, and he wanted to flee quickly, but it was too late. The small tornado storm that covered a wide area swept into his body in an instant.

With the Yuan Force Protector on his body, this small tornado storm with low attack power didn't cause much damage to Tsuru Yiming. The point is that the green poisonous mist that was reversed by the small tornado storm didn't have long eyes, and it completely enveloped Tsuru Yiming.

There was a scream, the poisonous mist dissipated, and Crane Yiming fell stiffly on the snow, looking like he was no longer breathing.

"Hahaha!"

After killing the opponent, Jiang Nanfeng was naturally happy in his heart, and laughed loudly: "Stupid! Crane Yiming, you can be regarded as a Yuan cultivator who has been spanning for many years, but you don't know that the 'Fengxing Yuan Force' restrains you from 'Wood Poison Mist'? Stupid! Hahaha!"

Laughing loudly, Jiang Nanfeng mostly walked towards Lei Lin on the ground, wanting to take the cheats and leave.

Just as he passed by Crane Yiming's corpse, suddenly the form suddenly changed, and Crane Yiming, who was already dead, suddenly bounced, and the cylindrical strange sword in his hand pierced Jiang Nanfeng's heart with lightning speed.

Jiang Nanfeng never dreamed of such a change, his own strength was only in the middle of the battle with He Yiming, and he couldn't take much advantage, and he was suddenly attacked by He Yiming, so he was naturally caught off guard, and the body protection Yuan Force was facing the sword, but like tissue paper, he was naturally stabbed by a sword.

His eyes widened angrily, and a few words came out of Jiangnan's mouth: "You...... You!"

"Hahaha!"

This time it was Crane Yiming's turn to laugh, he showed a hideous and ecstatic expression, and said, "You're right, the old man has been in the Yuan Cultivation Realm for many years, how could he not know that the 'Wind Riding Wind Power' restrained the 'Wood Movement Poisonous Mist'? But have you thought about it, have you ever seen it, which 'Wood Walking Yuan Cultivator' will be poisoned by his own poisonous mist? Hahaha! Stupid and conceited! You die like this, I'm afraid that you won't be blind to death! Hahaha!"

Jiang Nanfeng is indeed blind to death, and his experience in the rivers and lakes is still too little, which makes him plant in the hands of the old fox He Yiming.

But it was useless to say anything, he was not even qualified to mention the idea of repentance after losing his life, he opened his eyes in anger, and when Crane Yiming pulled out the cylindrical strange sword, he slammed it to the ground, dyeing the snow white on the ground into bright red.

Looking coldly at the Jiangnan wind that was gradually freezing on the ground, Crane Yiming couldn't help but sneer for a while. The hard work of the past few years has not been in vain, and in the end he became the final victor, and everyone who knows about this matter has already died, and after the "Fire Wing Art" falls into his hands, no one will know that he can leave this place safely and find a place to hide and practice the "Fire Wing Art".

Just as Tsuru Yiming was happily planning the future, there was a faint explosion in his ears, and there seemed to be thunder mixed with it. As soon as he heard that voice, he felt a cold killing intent coming from behind him!

Oops! Crane Yiming was covered in a cold sweat, the speed of this sneak attacker was extremely fast, and what was especially terrifying was that he didn't even feel any breath, the sword light had already descended on his neck, causing goosebumps on his skin.

Indeed, things turned out to be much smoother than Lei Lin imagined, he first provoked Jiang Nanfeng and Crane Yiming's suspicions, and then pretended to be poisoned, and used "Breathing Technique" to conceal his breath, creating the illusion of fake death. As for the black on his face, it was actually a "black plum grass" on the side of the road that he pulled out easily.

The juice of "black plum grass" is purple-black and stubborn like a dye, and once it touches the skin, it is necessary to wash it off unless it is washed off by a special method, or wait enough time for it to fade naturally.

And then, a big battle broke out between Jiang Nanfeng and Crane Yiming. Lei Lin's most desired result was that both of them were defeated, who knew that Nahe Yiming was poisoned by himself, and he was incredibly poisoned, and Lei Lin had to continue to pretend to be dead, because he knew that he could not take advantage of Jiang Nanfeng, who was not too damaged.

And then, things turned out to be reversed, Nahe Yiming turned out to be pretending to be dead, and after deceiving Jiang Nanfeng in turn, he killed Jiang Nanfeng with a sword.

Lei Lin's heart was racing, and he finally decided to try to sneak up on Crane Yiming.

After a few days of hard practice, Lei Lin had an epiphany with the assistance of the mysterious beads, and the "blast step" that came out with the help of the mysterious bead was a little more sophisticated, and the speed was three points faster, which was naturally conducive to the success of his sneak attack, but Lei Lin was still cautious, until the crane turned his back to him and laughed proudly, he finally made a move!

The "explosive step" was cast, the body was like electricity, and the long knife appeared in his hand at the same time, Lei Lin's figure turned into an afterimage, and the long knife in his hand made a flame knife, attacking Xiang He's neck and vital point.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, in the face of a situation that was several times more dangerous than that encountered by Jiang Nanfeng, how could the experienced Crane Yiming be willing to kill him, while he screamed miserably, regardless of others, he forcibly corrected the collective internal element force, mobilized the space wood element force, and tried to escape this catastrophe.

Bang!

Seeing Nagashima slash at Crane Yiming's neck, Lei Lin frowned slightly, feeling that something was very wrong.

Lei Lin only felt that the battle spirit seemed to have become sluggish, although he slashed the neck of Crane Yiming, he found that Crane Yiming's body was extremely tough, as if he was not a person, but a hundred-year-old tree with hard bark!

In fact, Crane Yiming's whole body had indeed changed! His skin was pitted and gray, like an old bark, his fists were doubled in size, rough old roots, strange and tangled, and his feet had burst through his boots, completely exposed, looking like dry roots.

The flaming battle spirit slashed forward a little further, and finally it was difficult to advance an inch, and then advanced for another half a minute. Lei Lin was unwilling, gritted his teeth fiercely, and desperately urged Yuan Li, wanting to make the flames on the knife burn more violently.

But after the experienced Crane Yiming has already taken a breather, how can he give Lei Lin a chance! His whole person looks like a dry old tree, but his body is extremely flexible, his body suddenly rotated, and his palm slapped Lei Lin's long knife.

While!

The long knife bent in an instant, trembling with a piercing hum. Lei Lin was secretly frightened, although the battle spirit was only a spirit soldier and could not be compared with the yuan soldier, but the battle spirit was blessed by his yuan power, and the attack power was doubled and more tenacious.

At this time, he was only slapped by the palm of the crane Yiming, and he bent and trembled, it can be imagined how huge the strength of this crane Yiming should be!

The sneak attack failed, Lei Lin didn't dare to think about it, and was about to withdraw his long knife and retreat to defend, but suddenly he saw a figure flashing in front of him, and Crane Yiming's weird right fist like a rough old tree root had smashed towards Lei Lin's chest!

The speed of this punch was not ordinarily amazing, Lei Lin's strength was still too low, and the speed of Crane Yiming's fist had already exceeded his reaction.

Bang!

Hearing a dull crashing sound, Leylin only felt a sharp pain in his chest, his ears seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking, his eyes were slightly black, and the huge force of the fist had already hit his body like a cannonball, and the blood that spurted out of his mouth suddenly fell on the flying snow route like a flower.

A punch seriously injured Lei Lin, and Crane Yiming finally let out a long breath, and a cold sweat suddenly seemed to burst the embankment, rolling away, and the clothes on his body were soaked in an instant. Although his face was as dry and strange as the bark of an old tree, and he couldn't see his expression, he really had a fear in his heart for the rest of his life.

Because just now, he was so close to death! (To be continued......