Chapter 47: The Battle Between the Elves

The wind howled, and a shadow swept by.

The tall and terrifying skeleton demon circled around the clearing and then slowly fell, and he landed in front of the wild deer, the huge black membranous wings gradually closing behind him, and the hideous head flashed with two green seeping ghost fires.

"Hmm, it seems to be good luck today, I ran into an injured spirit. ”

A deep voice came from under his black robes, a cold, emotionless existence, like the undead in the deepest parts of hell.

"Sure enough, it's you, Bone Demon Jiayi......"

Is the name of this skeleton monster called Ka Tsuba?

Hearing the whisper beside him, Lan Ya subconsciously glanced at it, but found that the Lan Feng on his side had disappeared at some point, leaving a wisp of black wind in the air and scattering.

It was too fast, and Ranya was taken aback in her heart.

Are the elves so fast?

Lan Feng was still in the shroud of Lan Ya's gale realm one moment, but the next moment he actually disappeared out of thin air, and Lan Ya could only vaguely feel which direction he was leaving.

Lanya's heart shook violently, and he once again realized the horror of the fairy level.

At such a speed, if he attacked and killed himself, even if he had that move, he would probably be killed before he had time to react.

The skeleton demon stretched out a rugged hand with a metallic texture, grabbed the neck and lifted the wild deer spirit out of thin air, and the spirit was more than a foot in size as if he were pinching a chicken.

His gaze swept over the body of the deer spirit, then suddenly stopped at its bloodied thighs, his voice changing abruptly.

"Huh? This is ...... Who's demonic?

He sensed the powerful demonic aura remaining on the wild deer, which definitely did not belong to a weak spirit, and immediately understood that it was a trap.

"Who ambushed me!"

"Boom!"

Almost instantly, his black wings swelled suddenly, and the huge membranous wings flashed around him like two huge pitch-black blades, and in the blink of an eye, both the trees and rocks around him were easily cut like tofu, leaving a smooth and flat incision.

However, the razor-sharp black wings, which cut off all areas around the body almost instantly, did not hit any living targets.

The skeleton demon was not careless because of this, but slowly stretched its dangerous black wings, maintaining a state that could be cut out at any time, and vigilantly observing the surroundings.

"Jiayi, you guy, where are you looking?"

A nonchalant voice sounded behind him.

Lan Ya, who was secretly observing, realized that Lan Feng had appeared behind Jia Yi at some point, still holding the black-handled thin knife, surrounded by a faint black wind.

Lan Feng was only a zhang away from Ka Yi, and in the battle of the elves, this distance could be said to be face to face.

"It's you!"

The moment he heard the voice, a slender black light shot out from behind Jiayi, and the speed was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it shot in front of Lan Feng's face.

"Bell!"

The crisp sound of metal clashes.

The black light was bounced back and hung down behind Jiayi, an iron-blue bone tail with sharp thorns, writhing like a living python.

"Gayi. You guy......" Lan Feng lowered the object in his hand, it was the black-handled thin knife, but it was still not unsheathed.

Unexpectedly, the scabbard alone blocked the opponent's fierce blow.

Lan Ya frowned, Lan Feng's combat power was stronger than he thought.

In his plan, it is best for the skeleton demon to be killed directly, followed by being defeated and fleeing, if the difference in strength is too large, then it is very likely to be captured alive directly, in this way, it is very likely that what is hidden in the secret lair will be revealed.

"You guy...... Do you want to be faster than me? ”

Lan Feng's voice was full of surprise, with absolute confidence, and even a hint of arrogance.

The voice did not fall,

"Hammer !!"

The knife is out of its sheath.

In an instant, large swaths of shining sword light joined together, drawing the most brilliant trajectory in the darkness.

The iron-blue thorn-covered hideous bone tail collided violently with Lan Feng's knife.

"Bell ......"

Countless dense raindrops of collision sounded continuously, faster and faster, until finally they almost joined into a loud voice.

In an instant, countless sparks erupted, illuminating the darkness, caused by the sparks that collided too quickly with the bonetail.

One of Ka Yi's bone tails was so fast that he could barely see clearly, and he seemed to be a monster who was good at speed, but he was obviously unable to support it in front of Lan Feng, and soon he was unable to support it under Lan Feng's faster and faster sword light, so he had to wave his wings to join the competition.

In the end, the iron-blue bone tail, the two thin wings as sharp as knives, and the continuous sword light kept intersecting, turning the radius into a battlefield of death with sharp weapons, and all the trees and rocks were cut to pieces in the blink of an eye as if they had encountered a hundred-level storm.

And the poor spirit deer, the moment the battle intensity was raised to the highest level, it was torn into flesh and blood by the sword light that enveloped the whole field.

Lanya glanced at it with pity, and said in his heart: Can you still extract your soul by dying in such a tragic scene?

"Yes. A vague thought came from the head of the demon bird.

Suddenly, all the sword light converged like water waves, gathering together, Lan Feng held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and swung a knife as fast as lightning.

"Broken!"

If in the previous battle, the two goblins wielded their limbs and sword light as fast as lightning, and they could only see the afterimage, this knife was so fast that they couldn't even see the afterimage, and the moment they swung it out, it was as if they disappeared into thin air.

"Whew!"

Jia Yi staggered back a few steps, and the rows of thick ribs under the black robe fell in unison, falling to the ground, the incision as smooth as a mirror.

It's a long time, but at this point, the battle starts for only a few seconds.

The skeleton demon lowered its head in disbelief.

"This ......"

"It was so easy to cut my bones. ”

"It's worthy of the black magic knife of the dog clan, and I have learned it. ”

The Black Magic Knife is the black-handled thin knife in Lan Feng's hand, which is said to be a demon weapon left by the ancestors of the dog clan.

"The next cut, the target is your head. ”

There was an undeniable certainty in Lan Feng's voice.

Jiayi glanced deeply at Lan Feng, and decisively turned around and crossed over, his wings stretched out, and he rose to the sky.

"I want to escape!" Lan Feng shouted.

He clenched the hilt of the knife, and the mirror-like blade suddenly twisted and deformed, and the whole knife strangely turned into a dozen zhang of sword light, sweeping through the black mist like a living thing.

The effect of this knife was extremely amazing, and within a fan-shaped range of more than ten zhang in front of him, Lanya only saw a flash of knife light, and all the rocks and trees were neatly split in two, and they slid down with a bang.

Jiayi, who had already jumped into the air, suddenly let out a muffled snort, and fell from the sky to the ground, he quickly stood up, a black wing on his back drooped weakly, looked back fiercely, and threw a black thing.

"Bang!"

A large black mist burst out of the darkness, enveloping the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"Cut off one of your wings and see how you escape!"

Lan Feng followed one by one.

Lan Ya jumped up as if he wanted to catch up, but was stopped by a cold glance from Lan Feng.

"Don't come along. ”

Lan Ya chased a few steps and then stopped with a look of regret, watching Lan Feng's figure disappear into the black mist, and after a moment, a faint smile hung on his face.

Beneath him, a hideous, ugly head bounced out, sucking a white ball of light out of the deer spirit's severed head.