"This is a fifteenth-level white resentful spirit, you can deal with it with a small primary fireball!" Zhao Xueqin gave an order to Yang Feng again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and their flying swords did not pause, but continued to float forward.

Yang Feng hurriedly transported a small primary fireball and smashed it into the white wraith—the small fireball was smashing into the white wraith's chest, and burst open with a "snap", splashing countless sparks and flying in all directions. And in this splashing spark, the white wraith also dissipated like a cloud of sun-scorched mist, and then the remains of a sword fell from the sky. It seems that that is the body of the remnant sword spirit.

"Don't slack off, there are two more on the right!" Before Yang Feng could catch his breath, Zhao Xueqin urged him again.

Yang Feng hurriedly turned his head to look to the right, and sure enough, he saw two white resentful spirits rushing from the right. Yang Feng didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly launched two primary small fireballs to disperse the two resentful spirits.

And in a short period of time, such resentful spirits also continued to emerge, either single, or two, sometimes even three or four at the same time, and Yang Feng dispersed them according to Zhao Xueqin's instructions.

When there are only one or two, Yang Feng can use the primary small fireball to disperse them, and when they appear in three or four, Yang Feng will use the intermediate small fireball, because the intermediate small fireball actually has the effect of a group attack skill with the increase of energy, which can just be used to deal with the resentful spirits that appear in three or four groups. But if you have more, you can't solve them all at once, you have to attack them a few more times.

"The intermediate small fireball is too consuming of true qi, so you should try to use the junior small fireball. Zhao Xueqin reminded Yang Fengdao.

And Zhao Xueqin has also been controlling the flying sword forward. Therefore, they do not stop to entangle with those spirits, but only attack when they encounter a lone spirit, and when they encounter a large group of spirits blocking the way, they rush directly and do not fight them.

Forty or fifty resentful spirits were still scattered by Yang Feng along the way, and they had already advanced three or four miles into the depths of the valley.

Through the thick clouds and mist, Yang Feng suddenly found that the valley in front of him was full of large and small "tree stumps", "tree slumps" were high and low, the low ones were only slightly exposed to the ground, and the high ones were exposed to the ground for more than a zhang. Yang Feng was surprised: "Senior sister, what is that?"

Zhao Xueqin replied behind him, "Those are the bodies of the Broken Sword and the Waste Sword. Don't be distracted, there will be high-level resentful spirits here, you have to deal with it carefully!"

It turned out to be the body of the remnant sword and the waste sword.

When Yang Feng was looking around, a wisp of red smoke slowly escaped from the body of a remnant sword in front of him, and this smoke and dust moved and twisted a few times like a snake, and then turned into a red figure, which was also dismantled by his head, and his face could not be seen clearly, and the speed seemed to be faster than that of the white resentful spirit, and suddenly he rushed in front of him, making a terrible howl, as if to frighten people's souls!

Yang Feng only felt a chill on his back, his hair was pointed up, and he almost washed off the crown on his head!

And what made him even more terrifying was that a gust of mountain wind blew and lifted the hair of the resentful spirit, and what he saw was a face with no facial features! Yang Feng was really frightened, and even his legs and stomach trembled.

"Senior Brother Yang, you must not show cowardice, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" Zhao Xueqin saw the fear in Yang Feng's heart, and hurriedly cheered him up.

Yang Feng was about to launch a small primary fireball to knock off his creepy face.

But Zhao Xueqin reminded him again: "This resentful spirit is a fire attribute, if you attack it with a small fireball, it will boost its arrogance, and you can use the water system occult to break it!"

Yang Feng hurriedly stabilized his mind, moved his true qi to the small dantian, transformed it into a water element, and launched an intermediate small water ball—as mentioned earlier, the intermediate small water ball was not just the size of a coconut ball, but a huge splash of water the size of a grinding plate, and rushed towards the red resentful spirit with strong force!

With a "bang", the water droplets splashed in all directions, and the red resentful spirit was suddenly beaten into pieces of red clouds and scattered in all directions.

In fact, these resentful spirits belong to the soul creatures, and ordinary attacks will not let them die, at most they will be scattered, and they will not be able to merge into a body for the time being, and they will only gather after twelve hours. Of course, if you apply a special soul destroying attack, you can beat these evil spirits to the ground, but the righteous people can't bear to use such a vicious method against those innocent evil spirits, so they can only be temporarily dispersed. This is also the biggest difference between righteous people and demonic people.

It is said that there is a Blood Soul Division in the Demon Dao that specializes in capturing souls and cultivating them, which is extremely cruel, but it was wiped out in a great battle between the demons and the demons thousands of years ago, and although there are remnants of evil that escape, it is no longer the climate.

The water system Xuangong can really restrain the red resentful spirit, but launching an intermediate small water ball is too consuming true qi, and the preparation time is also long, although Zhao Xueqin and Yang Feng rushed forward without stopping for a moment, but in the face of the resentful spirit rushing to him, it was impossible to dodge without fighting. So Yang Feng was a little lazy, and when the next red spirit approached, he only launched a primary small water balloon.

Unexpectedly, the energy of the primary small water ball was not enough, and the splash of water the size of the coconut ball hit the resentful spirit and could not break it up at all, but only forced it away a little, and its body twisted, and then pounced again. Yang Feng was startled, hurriedly leaned back, and his back hit Zhao Xueqin's two soft "peaks", which made Zhao Xueqin lose his voice and exclaimed: "Oops......"

Yang Feng thought that he had hurt Zhao Xueqin, so he hurriedly looked back, only to see that Zhao Xueqin's face was flushed with shame, and there was a strange light flashing in his eyes, and the corners of his crooked mouth were upturned, showing a hint of disgust.

Yang Feng was taken aback, he had never seen Zhao Xueqin like this, he only felt very cute, very sultry, and very exciting. He didn't know that he was actually aroused by Zhao Xueqin's appearance. So he couldn't help but kiss Zhao Xueqin's crimson face......

"Senior Brother Yang, you ......" Zhao Xueqin and Yang Feng were both stunned. Both of them looked directly at each other, and their eyes flashed with strange expressions, and at the same time, there was a strange feeling in their hearts as if they had been numbed by electricity......

While both the senior siblings and brothers were in a daze, the resentful spirit had already rushed in front of them and violently collided with their True Qi shield......