Let it bomb violently, and even the ground under the seat was blasted out of the crater by the aftermath in time. The red enchantment of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info did not even ripple at all.

However, Qin Feng was finally able to have a chance to breathe, taking advantage of the slight weakening of this restraint. He didn't even bother to pick up the sword, and hurriedly retreated, waiting to exit the range of the red mist emitted by the Witch King's body. The body finally has no abnormalities.

Without taking advantage of the victory to pursue, the Witch King couldn't help but be surprised as soon as he raised the Boundary Separation Sword in his hand: "Heh! It turns out that this is not a magic weapon, it is a spatial attribute Dao weapon." No wonder I said, how can a mere foundation-building monk use the Spatial Dao Technique! Yes, yes. So the king took it and offered it to the young master. ”

Qin Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, this is not up to you. "Let's do it, a move with my left hand. The Boundary Separation Sword suddenly disappeared from the Witch King's hand, and the next moment it appeared in his hand. Dancing a sword flower, he cut off his discarded right arm without frowning. Hold the sword on guard and think hard about the strategy of battle.

"Very weird power. However, it seems that it can only be used within the range of the red mist that emanates from his body. Wouldn't most of my means be restrained, damn it, if there were a few arrows left, maybe there would be a little counterbalance. In a trance, Qin Feng suddenly felt a slight numbness in his left hand.

hurriedly looked down, only to see that the time on the Jieli Sword may have been picked up by the Witch King. A serpentine red mark crept into the veins through the skin as if it were alive. I didn't even have time to react, and I was already in the ventricles in a moment.

Showing a scheming look, the Witch King laughed and said, "Do you want to try the blood reflux?" As he spoke, a seal formed in his hand.

There was not even time to move, and even a stunned expression was too extravagant to make. Severe pain, an indescribable pain that strikes from the ventricles.

"Uh-a-huh. His throat trembled, and he moaned in a hideous voice. All the strength in his body was drained, his legs were weak and he knelt down, and Qin Feng fell to the ground with a bang.

Through the left breast of the garment, it bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood that was converging from the whole body to the heart almost burst it. Slowly, in the end, it swelled like a woman's **. Finally, bam!

There was a violent muffled sound in the body, and the heart was finally burst to the extreme by the endless amount of blood. The rest of the blood flows from the broken vessel, or backwards. The green tendons of the whole body were stretched to the ground, and black blood with a foul smell flowed out of the pores.

"It hurts, it hurts. "It almost tore my soul apart, and I wanted to pass out immediately. However, Qin Feng knew that if he fainted at this moment, there would be no day to wake up!

For fear of being discovered, he didn't even dare to turn his eyes. However, seeing the Witch King's attention taken away from him, Qin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Probably he must have thought I was dead." "Urgently endure the pain of soul breaking, and use spiritual power to urge the cells of the whole body to repair the injuries in the body.

On the other side, Liyin was stunned: "Qin Feng! Qin Feng ......" but thought that Qin Feng was dead. The Book of Death was sacrificed, and two flying swords were sacrificed at the same time to strike at the Witch King. "Damn, I'm going to break you to pieces!"

At the same time, the war witch noticed the situation of the battle, and only whispered: "Oh, I am dead." But this guy can hold up the witch king's hand for two rounds, which is not bad. "There was no panic at all, because the witch cultivators who were enemies with him had already been killed and wounded, and they were confident that they could destroy all these minions before Liyin was killed.

......

Like ink churning, a hundred ghosts walk at night. All sorts of Senro ghosts come out of the Book of Death and come to the Witch King. And the witch king is resolutely not an easy person, and the same more violent witchcraft strikes.

And Liyin Sheng has the strange treasure of the Book of Death, and it is inseparable from it for a while.

The sky was full of brilliance flying and raging in the air, and the wind wailed. The entire huge hall was trembling, and the aftermath that was emitted from time to time even affected the witnesses of the witch cultivators.

No one noticed that the exposed green tendons of the "dead body" on the ground were all gone, and the severed right arm did not continue to bleed. The bruised and blackened skin due to blood accumulation is slowly transformed into a healthy complexion.

The cells were active, and the knuckles quivered instinctively. "Well, it's time to move. However, the injury was still serious, and Qin Feng still chose to hibernate. If you can wait for the best time to launch the deadliest attack.

The Witch King and Liyin, the two of them poured fire like turrets. kept adjusting his position, and finally he didn't know whose action it was, and a flash of lightning flashed, but it forced Qin Feng to have to send.

The body that has not fully healed cannot support the operation of spiritual power at all, so he has no choice but to grit his teeth and use his biggest hole card.

Faith incarnate.

As soon as his mind moved, the light of faith suddenly appeared, and only the white giant on his upper body appeared. The slightly transparent giant palm grasped the incoming lightning and let it dance in his hand, extinguishing it with a clench of his fist.

The Witch King looked incredulous: "You're not dead?" The blue tendons on his face protruded under the flesh, patches of bloody and black flesh, and a large sunken hole in his chest. However, this guy who looks more like a dead man than a dead man is still alive!

The color of surprise flashed on Liyin's face, and he snorted in a muffled voice: "So you're fine, it's great." Hey, thanks to this gentleman's kindness, he is ready to avenge you. As he spoke, he made a spell with a seal in his hand.

Rejuvenation.

Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed around his body, and Qin Feng suddenly felt a burst of energy, and the healing speed of his injuries accelerated a little in a trance.

A feeling of being fooled, "Hmph, let this king give you another ride." The Witch King finally activated the true fire, and in an instant, the red mist spreading around his body suddenly contracted, converging into dozens of magic balls that were as red as blood droplets. With a finger of the hand bone, it poured towards Qin Feng.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Senluo Ghost Gate, where the three Dao Sen Ran ghost qi manifested, rose to the sky, but was broken through by blood balls in an instant.

For a while, Qian donkey skills were poor, and Liyin could only have a redundant reminder: "Qin Feng be careful." ”

Subconsciously frightened, "Damn, it's this trick again." "With the experience of the past, Qin Feng naturally didn't dare to let this thing get close. Driven by his thoughts, the incarnation of faith suddenly grabbed the master's waist and fled at the same time.

The seal in his hand sped up again. "Hmph, can you run away?" the Witch King's taunt, and the blood droplets condensed by the red mist spread out like lotus blossoms. Completely seal all the spaces that Qin Feng can dodge.

There was no way to dodge, so he decisively stopped his movements. The pupil of the right eye suddenly widened, and the brilliance appeared.

Entropy inverse!

Three orbs, though a little tricky.

Colors disappear from the eye, and the concept of space ceases to exist. Everything has been reduced to lines and dots. Three orbs were shocked.

Ignition.

A magic ball that connected the thread representing the Witch King was cut off, and at the same time, in Qin Feng's eyes, the magic ball lost its brilliance. The familiar burning sensation also flares up in the pupils, and what is visible in front of you begins to blur.

Ignition.

The old trick was repeated, and another magic ball was broken. Blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and he was nearly blind.

Ignition.

Under the hazy brilliance, the lines and dots are almost intertwined. Qin Feng could even rely on his memory to extract his entropy and fuse the thread of cause and effect.

Burst.

"Uh-a-huh. A bloody arrow erupted from his right eye, and finally burst out of the powerful entropy force. Qin Feng covered his hollow right pupil with his hand, and his whole body kept twitching.

But in the eyes of others, it's a different story. Countless witch cultivators who witnessed each other were stunned.

The Witch King and Liyin even said in unison: "How is this possible!" The magic ball that hit Qin Feng actually dissolved at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and finally annihilated when there was still more than a foot away.

In addition, the magic balls scattered around Qin Feng's body shot like bullets. The fragile barrier on the edge of the battlefield burst through. The witch cultivators who were watching the battle behind Qin Feng were suddenly hit, and their already dry bodies twitched in the wail, and after a few breaths, they exploded violently, turning into dusty ashes and scattering.

By the time the huge chaos had stopped, Qin Feng had already covered his bleeding right pupil and escaped a mile away through the incarnation of faith.

Showing a serious look in his eyes for the first time, the Witch King stared and said, "Housheng, it seems that this king really underestimates you." Although the foundation is still shallow, he has indeed achieved supernatural powers. In time, it will surely become a great power. If you can survive to that time. ”

The whole body is still in pain, especially the right pupil that bursts out, which makes people feel only pain. Qin Feng showed a strange smile: "Hmph, ancient witchcraft is not bad. "This is not polite, ignoring the blockage of spiritual power, directly invading the body, and even controlling the vibration of limbs and blood reflux, it is really tricky.

On the other hand, the war witch is becoming more and more courageous. The formation formed by Wu Xiu has been broken by it, and it can no longer be restrained by the wheel tactics. No one can fight against the fist of the witch, and almost every few breaths, one person falls. I'm afraid that it will take less than half a cup of tea to free up the hands and feet of the war witch.

The sound of wailing and the movement of spells became louder and louder. The Witch King couldn't help but glance at it.

"Good chance!"

The corners of Liyin's mouth twitched evilly, and the air more than 100 meters away from the Witch King was slightly raised with the naked eye, and the extremely weak spiritual power fluctuated towards the Witch King.

I didn't notice it until I entered the red mist that spread out again around the Witch King.

"Huh?" The Witch King suddenly changed color, and in an instant, the red mist was as thick as water, and a silver flying sword broke through and appeared.

Not discouraged, "Wow, it's been discovered." Liyin's hands moved with residual images, playing one trick after another. However, the flying sword was as stagnant as it could not move an inch.

With a gloomy face, he quietly said, "Qin Feng, do something!"

It was already an action, and the incarnation of faith had already overlapped with Qin Feng. Immerse yourself in the light of faith, and even feel millions of pure wishes.

The mind moved.

Rumble.

The pure white dazzling light ignited in the hands of the embodiment of faith, and in an instant, a giant sword of light more than seven feet long appeared, as if holding the Milky Way in his hand. Even the height of the embodiment of faith is a little small.

Before his right arm could regenerate, Qin Feng tried to swing the giant sword, having the illusion of controlling the phantom limb, but the movements of the faith incarnation could be completely synchronized with his divine thoughts.

The one-eyed measured the range of the red mist around the Witch King. Qin Feng nodded manfully: "It's just right!" No longer thinking about it, he responded to Liyin's words with actions.

In an instant, the spiritual wind that blew his hair and hunted pushed Qin Feng forward, and his belief turned into a giant sword that lifted light from his height. Like the Optimus Pillar falling, it slashes down at the Witch King.