The dark green fire snake came first, and encountered the seven essence sword shadows transformed by the Beidou Sword Array, and in the stalemate between the two, the seven sword shadows slowly began to melt, but because the speed was extremely slow, He Lingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief, and shifted his attention to the other six ghost head green flames.

And the six ghost-headed green flames that flew after took advantage of the situation to bypass the Beidou Sword Formation, and then dispersed, heading towards He Lingfeng's hands and feet, head, and chest.

He Lingfeng hurriedly controlled the natal flying sword Tai Xuan to step forward to meet these ghost-headed green flames, and golden light flames rose on the sword's body, which was caused by him urging the Taixuan Golden Sutra exercises to the limit. The Taixuan Flying Sword was as flexible as a butterfly in front of He Lingfeng, and every time it made brief contact with the Ghost Head Green Flame, it would knock the latter away for a certain distance, and it would keep He Lingfeng safe for the time being.

He Lingfeng saw that this ghost-headed green flame did not seem to be as powerful as he had estimated before, and he had some doubts in his heart, but he did not dare to relax his vigilance, and while he was temporarily safe, he looked towards the cloudy sky, wanting to see some clues from the latter's performance. However, the cloudy sky owl stood with his hands in his hands, still looking at him sarcastically, and did not make any other movements, as if he was very confident in this so-called Xuandu ghost fire.

Seeing this, He Lingfeng's heart sank, although he didn't know what these ghost fires were, but he didn't dare to continue to defend passively, and hurriedly changed the sword trick in his hand, the attack of the Taixuan Flying Sword immediately became much more powerful, and there were some dark red flames on the outer layer of the golden flame on it, and he cautiously attached the pure Xuanhuo cultivated by the "Xuanhuo Forging Yuan Gong" to the flying sword.

Then, He Lingfeng's eyes flashed, and he no longer cared about the rest of the ghost-headed green flames, and controlled the Taixuan Flying Sword to attack the one with only one eye on it, and quickly pierced through it with one sword, and it was broken into pieces.

But the five ghost-headed green flames that he risked to let go of for the time being were already within half a foot in front of him at this time, He Lingfeng gritted his teeth, intending to directly resist with the golden armor transformed by the wood-grain golden shield that had already been activated on his body, and at the same time made a move back the Taixuan Flying Sword, chasing it towards a ghost-headed green flame with sharp fangs in his mouth, and shattering it in a moment.

At the same time, the remaining four ghost-headed green flames were already close, and after each roaring fiercely, they fiercely pounced on He Lingfeng's limbs. The sharp fangs in his mouth easily pierced into the innate defensive magic weapon of the earthly level, and he could even feel the cold fire emitted by these green flame ghost heads, as well as the sharpness of the tips of his fangs, but fortunately, it was not really pierced through the skin, but only a slight stinging pain caused by the contact between his fangs and the skin.

He Lingfeng originally wanted to destroy these four Green Flame Ghost Heads one by one, but he was shocked before he could do it.

The four green flame ghost heads that tightly bit the golden armor covering his limbs turned into a pool of flames like liquid at the same time, and along the cracks in the armor that they tore apart, all of them penetrated into this magic weapon, and suddenly the golden surface that was originally covered with exquisite patterns was all dyed into the same color as the green flame, and He Lingfeng, as the owner of the magic weapon, obviously felt that the spirituality of this treasure was losing rapidly.

He Lingfeng was horrified, and hurriedly performed a secret technique in the "Spiritual Sutra of Enlightenment", instantly restored this armor into the body of the wood grain golden shield, and temporarily isolated it from the outside world with the help of the power of the secret technique, so that all the liquid turned into green flames were forced out, and for some reason, these liquid green flames seemed to have exhausted their power and dripped towards the ground. He Lingfeng took this opportunity and quickly put the wood grain golden shield into the storage ring.

From the liquid turned by the green flame seeping into the wood grain golden shield to He Lingfeng casting a secret technique to put it away, although there was only a short period of about three breaths before and after, but after this change, this innate defense magic weapon did not have three or five years to recuperate, I am afraid that it will be embarrassing and useful.

He Lingfeng didn't have time to feel the pain, and his face changed drastically as he looked at the Natal Flying Sword Taixuan and the Spirit Sword Splitting of the Beidou Sword Array, and as expected, he found that these two were also spiritually damaged, although they were not as serious as the Wood Grain Golden Shield, but at least it would take another year or two to re-refine and recuperate.

And the original seven essence sword shadows of the Beidou Sword Formation were only half of them left at this time, and they were disappearing rapidly, He Lingfeng didn't need to think about it to understand that the power of the green flame fire snake that the six ghost heads formed into a formation and spit out had obviously skyrocketed a lot during the time he was in a hurry, otherwise with the original melting speed, the Beidou Sword Formation would not have been broken so quickly.

The three magic weapons that He Lingfeng relied on the most when he was against the enemy were all spiritually damaged at the moment, and with this effect, the power of these magic weapons would also be weakened to a certain extent. Yin Tianxiao's cultivation was far superior to him, and now, without the support of a powerful magic weapon, it was even more difficult for He Lingfeng to deal with this person.

"Hahaha, boy, what is the power of my Xuandu ghost fire, to tell you the truth, this is just Xiaocheng's Xuandu ghost fire, if it is Dacheng, hehe...... I'm afraid that the magic weapon will be destroyed now, and you won't even have scum left. Now, what else do you do, even if you use it, the old man will let you die a waste of your heart's content. ”

The cloudy sky owl seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and laughed loudly at this time, and mocked He Lingfeng.

When He Lingfeng heard this, although he was angry and hateful in his heart, he also knew that it would be difficult to defeat the cloudy sky, so he couldn't help but retreat.

But seeing that his mother-killing enemy was in front of him, and seeing that the opportunity for revenge that he had been waiting for for thirty-seven years was about to slip away, how could he Lingfeng be willing, but his current strength was indeed difficult to threaten the cloudy sky owl, and he was even suppressed to death by him with just one move, he had never felt so humiliated, his confidence in revenge was collapsing, and the belief that had supported his cultivation so far began to fall apart.

"Waste, am I really a waste......" In the border battlefield where the sound of the battle shook the sky, He Lingfeng stood in the air, but he hung his head slightly, and muttered in a low voice, everything around him suddenly became so distant, and the collapse of faith made him confused and sluggish.

Seeing that He Lingfeng had lost his fighting spirit, the cloudy sky owl sneered and urged the six green flame ghost heads that formed a triangle, and the flame snakes they spit all shot towards the defenseless He Lingfeng, wanting to completely engulf the latter.

"Poof!"

Seeing that He Lingfeng was about to fall here in the next moment, at the last moment, a silver-white wall rose in front of him, blocking all the surging green flames.

Then, under the surprised and annoyed gaze of the cloudy sky owl, a rather short and fat figure appeared next to He Lingfeng, who was standing like a wooden man. After this person appeared, he gently put a wide and fat palm on He Lingfeng's shoulder, patted it twice as comforting, sighed, and grabbed the latter's shoulder tightly without saying a word.

"Wang Fugui, it's you!"

The cloudy sky owl saw the person clearly, and couldn't help gritting his teeth and said in a deep voice. At the same time, he also reached out and touched a scar on his forehead, which was bare and without a single hair, and it was very conspicuous in the thick hair around him.

And Wang Fugui didn't look back, still took He Lingfeng and flew away quickly, heading out of the battlefield.

"Don't you want revenge, why did you slip away so fast, it's not even as good as a lost dog, hahaha!" Yin Tianxiao didn't know why, he didn't go up to chase after him, he only looked up to the sky and laughed wildly in the same place, and turned to He Lingfeng and said with a mocking smile.

And He Lingfeng, who had just been carried by his master and flew out more than ten zhang away, heard this, and came back to his senses slightly, he turned his head to look at the enemy Yin Tianxiao who was getting farther and farther away, but he seemed to be a little anxious, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow", and his face was as gloomy as ink.

Seeing this, the cloudy owl laughed again. When the laughter stopped, the shadows of Wang Fugui's master and apprentice were no longer visible.

"You're lucky!" Yin Tian Xiao snorted coldly, then his eyes flashed, he turned his head to scan the battlefield, and muttered to himself, "After planning for so long, this battle should be over......