Chapter 117: The Battle of Fate
Seeing such a terrifying change, the black-clothed people around him suddenly changed their expressions drastically and quickly retreated. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The one-horned demon stared at Ling Feng with a pair of huge green eyes, suddenly pulled the black soul chain, and threw it out, and the iron hook at the front shot towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng didn't attack rashly, his figure flashed, and when he reached the wall, he grabbed a man in black and threw it towards the iron hook.
The iron hook hit the frightened man in black, and it exploded with a bang, blood and flesh splattered, but a soul phantom was hooked by the iron hook and began to struggle desperately. The iron hook emitted a black gas, quickly devouring the desperately struggling soul.
Good guy, with a triple attack of matter, energy, and soul! This guy is definitely a big boss!
At this moment, Liu Hanfeng's figure suddenly appeared behind him, and the black long knife quickly slashed down.
Ling Feng's expression changed, and he suddenly urged the phantom body technique.
The moment the Soul Eater fell, Ling Feng's figure was shattered like an illusion.
Almost at the same time, a white-clothed figure had appeared in front of several black-clothed people in the distance.
The silver-white blade slashed rapidly, and a line of blood appeared on the necks of the three unlucky men in black, and they immediately fell to the ground and died.
The continuous three-tone system prompt sounds:
"Congratulations to the player, you killed the miscellaneous disciples of the Netherworld Palace, and gained 48 points of essence and 70 points of chivalry. ”
"Congratulations to the player, you killed the Netherworld Miscellaneous Disciple and gained 56 Essence and 80 Chivalry. ”
"Congratulations to the player, you killed the outer disciple of the Netherworld Palace, and gained 130 points of essence and 360 points of chivalry. ”
Seeing that the attack had failed again, the one-horned demon suddenly let out a roar like a thunderous drum!
Ling Feng suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard, and his expression was frozen.
And the other black-clothed people next to him also squatted down and hugged their heads, looking pained.
At this moment, the one-horned demon, flicking the black soul chain in his hand, struck towards Ling Feng quickly.
Ling Feng's mind moved, his eyebrows and heart knew the law of the dragon descending arhat of the sea, his hands could not move the seal of the Ming King, and his mind instantly entered a state of immobility without waves in the ancient well, and he regained the control of his body. His form flashed and disappeared in place.
The soul chain hit the ground, and with a bang, the bluestone ground exploded, and the rubble splattered.
A few unlucky eggs were smashed to the head and bleeding from the rubble!
Ling Feng was about to kill a few more black-clothed people when he suddenly felt a vibration under his feet, and immediately retreated sharply.
At this moment, the bluestone ground where he was standing just now suddenly exploded with a bang, and a fist-thick black soul chain quickly drilled out from the ground!
Ling Feng was startled and decided to retreat! Anyway, everyone was saved, and there was no point in fighting any longer. This Liu Hanfeng's cultivation is much stronger than his own, and it will be dangerous to stay any longer, so it is better to come back to the field later. So, in a flash, his figure flashed, and in an instant he rushed to the round gate of the garden.
Then, the one-horned demon's black-lit soul chain continued to extend, and without turning around, it pierced through the garden wall and chased closely behind Ling Feng, only a few feet away from his body.
Ling Feng didn't dare to turn back, and ran desperately with Ling Yunbu, because as long as there was a moment's delay, he would die under the chains of this one-horned demon. When he ran out of the gate of Su Yuan, the clouds above his head finally disappeared, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just then, the jet-black chains shot out from behind him again.
Ling Feng's outgoing spiritual power sensed the movement, and immediately cast Lingyun Step again, speeding through the streets.
And the soul chain exposed in the sunlight suddenly made a sizzling sound, and a faint black smoke came out, as if it was about to melt.
At this moment, Su Yuan was inside.
The one-horned demon suddenly turned into a black gas and merged into the incomparably long soul chain, and mysterious demon patterns that shone with a black luster appeared on the chain, and they simply carried the sun and chased after it. And the end of the chain inside Su Yuan began to shrink sharply, and the willow cold wind also followed closely, and the dark clouds in the sky also moved rapidly with the chain. This dark cloud is the condensation of the ghost energy of the one-horned demon, and it naturally moves with its heart.
When pedestrians and vendors on the road saw this horrific scene, they immediately retreated, and some even entered the house, closed the door, and hid under the bed.
At this moment, a cyan figure suddenly came to the street like a sharp arrow, and slashed at the iron chain with a sword.
With a bang, the chain broke instantly!
Ling Feng turned his head, his expression was overjoyed, and he clenched his fists and said, "Thank you, Gang Master!"
Ren Qingyao smiled slightly and said, "My own brother, what's polite." ”
At this time, Liu Hanfeng hurried over with the Soul Devouring Knife, and suddenly his expression was gloomy, Ren Qingyao was not as easy to deal with as Lin Feng.
"Demonic possession!"
Liu Hanfeng let out a low roar, and the dark clouds in the sky and the black soul chain instantly submerged into his body from his chest, and then he was covered in black qi, and the soul devouring sword in his hand skyrocketed!
The reason why this is the case is that the laws of the earth of Shenzhou are different, and ghosts that have lost their bodies cannot survive, and the one-horned evil ghost is also because the soul devouring knife has established a connection, and with a sustenance body, it can show its power. Even so, the one-horned demon can't stay in the outside world for a long time, otherwise it will be easily sucked into the reincarnation by the power of the Netherworld Reincarnation.
Ren Qingyao's expression was solemn, cyan flames suddenly appeared in his eyes, and pieces of cyan dragon scales the size of thumbs were condensed all over his body, and the cyan sword in his hand also condensed inches of cyan sword light. He has activated the dragon bloodline in his body, and both his physique and body speed will be greatly improved!
The two confronted each other with a light in their eyes, and the killing intent in their eyes was awe-inspiring!
The Black Wind Village and the Qingjiao Gang were already hostile, and the Netherworld Palace and the Green Dragon Hall behind them were also opposed.
The two have been life-and-death rivals from the beginning, and this battle has long been doomed!
At this point, fate is about to begin.
Suddenly, the two figures of blue and black flashed at the same time, and the swords touched, and there was a bang.
The cyan and black light was flourishing, the cyan sword qi and the black sword light were constantly stirring, and the escaping energy turned Fang Yuan and Xu into a forbidden place, and any item that entered this range would be crushed by the residual sword qi and sword qi.
This is obviously already a competition for internal strength, it depends on which of the two has more profound skills!
Ling Feng hid on the roof in the distance and didn't move, it was difficult for him to hurt Liu Hanfeng who was in a violent state at this time, he was waiting for the opportunity!
At this time, Ren Qingyao said coldly: "Tianji Pavilion ranks you in more than 100 people list, I really underestimate you!"
Although Liu Hanfeng did not comprehend the sword intent, his true qi cultivation at this time was already at the level of a half-step martial sect, and his combat power was even more powerful than some innate masters who had comprehended the dao intent.
"Each other, with your cultivation, you can at least rank in the top 30 on the list!"
Liu Hanfeng said lightly. Because Tianji Pavilion only counted Ren Qingyao's martial arts in his normal state, it did not evaluate his combat power when he opened the Qingjiao bloodline.
Both let go at the same time and retreated, then attacked again.
When the bell rang out, the swords kept fighting, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi was splashing. Everything that was affected by the qi, whether it was the street floor or the house, was cracked like tofu. All of a sudden, there was a splash of rubble and smoke everywhere.