Yan Lian cried, for the first time in his life, and said, "But, what about you......"

But seeing Yan Bo's suddenly angry face, he roared angrily: "Enough! What are you crying about! Remember that you are the daughter of the patriarch! Today's great disaster for our clan is exactly the time when you need to sacrifice, why don't you go quickly, what are you doing in a daze!"

Yan Lian wailed: "Father......"

Yan Bo was indifferent: "Get out! If you don't want to fight for the clan, then die for the clan!" As he spoke, his claws stretched out, as if Yan Lian was going to tear her apart if he said another word......

After a long time, Yan Lian wiped away his tears, turned his head fiercely and fled under him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yan Bo prayed silently in his heart: "Yan Lian, may the ancestors bless you......" But his expression was still hideous, such a moment of effort. The monks of the Ice Spirit Clan had already gathered to form a formation, and it seemed that they would rush down at any moment.

However, Yan Bo was already in the heart of death, so he ignored it at all. With words of encouragement, he encouraged the wizards around him to make their last stand!

I have to say that Yan Bo, as the patriarch, has a talent for language. Many sorcerers were so enthusiastic that they wanted to rush up and hug one of the Ice Spirit Clan sorcerers immediately, and they all perished.

Finally, someone couldn't help but be curious, ignoring the authority and asking, "Patriarch, Princess Yanlian ...... just now"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Bo replied, "Yan Lian." I've asked her to activate the ban left by the Witch Clan. As long as it is activated, a radius of 100 miles will turn into a sea of fire, and the enchantment will naturally be broken in an instant. Although this solution is almost self-defeating, it is the only hope we have for defeat, or escape. ”

No one wants to die, not even a dead man! For a moment, the eyes of the desperate wizard were lit up with the brilliance of life. Some of them who want to surrender are also motivated, and plan to fight the Ice Spirit Clan to the end!

Seeing the behavior of these sorcerers, Yan Bo couldn't help but show a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, but under the bloated skin, no one could notice it.

This lie is just to attract the attention of the Ice Spirit Clan, so that Yan Lian can escape more smoothly. "Then you fight, you must hold on......" With that, Yanbo was wrapped in the mist of death and rose into the sky. Chase in the direction that Qin Feng had just retreated!

Yan Bo said fiercely in his heart: "Yes, our clan died because of him! Anyone can live, but he can't!"

......

At this moment, under the wasteland of the battlefield, a group of spider-men are shuttling through it.

A sturdy spider-man finally couldn't help but ask, "Leader Zhu Teng, what are we doing here?" Why don't we help our master fight?"

"Fighting? How can we fight if we don't even have a foundation building period?" Zhu Teng smiled coldly: "This is not the master's battle. No way!"

"But is there really any treasure of those damn witches hidden here?"

Zhu Teng shook his head: "I told you just now, it's just possible." We can't do anything anyway, so why not try our luck?"

......

Another side hall.

The nightmare cursed, "Hell, they've all been snatched up by this group of sorcerers!" and stared fiercely at the sorcerers who were carrying the belongings, their pupils shrunk, their claws trembling, and they restrained the killing intent in their hearts.

Not to mention magic weapons, spiritual power, and high-level materials, they have long been looted. The low-level witches who came later even had to remove the ornaments carved from the discarded spirit jade one by one. One by one, they were smiling, for these low-level witches who couldn't receive a few spirit stones a year to worship, today's battle was really a windfall for some people. For example, the statue of a god in front of him, who is more than one person tall, can be sold for at least ten spirit stones!

Qin Feng sighed: "We're a step late!"

Zhao Yiwen stood aside and shook her head: "Not necessarily, at this time, the monks of the Fire Clan must have already swept away the treasures in the treasure house and handed them over to a high-level person to take away quietly! ”

Danhua didn't think much about it, he was looking at the murals in the side hall, and said lazily: "Hmph, toss, toss." Maybe a bunch of people will die and turn their heads into vain. "For these treasures, Danhua is far less strong than Qin Feng and the others. Although Danhua's mind is mature, it has only been less than a year since he joined the WTO. However, his heart is as pure as that of a child, and he only cares about the joy in front of him, so he has no strong greed. Perhaps in a few years, Danhua's values will change dramatically......

Qin Feng frowned and pondered, "What Danhua said also makes sense. However......" As he spoke, his expression froze, and he exclaimed: "Everyone be careful!" At the same time, Zhao Yiwen was pushed away.

"Boom ......"

There was a loud bang, and it was the fog of death that struck, and it pierced the side hall. If the mad tornado came, Qin Feng pushed Zhao Yiwen away, but missed the opportunity to dodge.

"Boom!" There was another loud bang, and the mist of death swept Qin Feng and crashed into the other side of the side hall, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Qin Feng ......"

Everyone shouted that they were going to rescue the magic weapon, but countless walking corpses poured in from the broken walls, and they couldn't get out for a while.

"Leave me alone, be careful! All the undead have gathered on this floating immortal mountain, at least in the thousands. But it was Qin Feng's voice that came, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Long He shouted: "Fight! Fight a bloody road, and then rescue the master!" After saying that, he led the loose cultivators to rush out first......

......

The power of death frantically wants to seep into the body, sucking the life force. But within a few breaths, Qin Feng even felt that he had lost several years of life!

Looking around, he found that he seemed to be imprisoned in the fog of death, surrounded by a dead gray color, a radius of nearly a mile, and the faint sixth view told himself that the thing that imprisoned him seemed to be moving rapidly. There was only one huge figure among them, and it was Yan Bo.

"Damn!" Qin Feng scolded, the spiritual power shield was directly penetrated, and it did not play a defensive role in the slightest. However, what is more urgent in front of him is Yan Bo, a powerful sorcerer.

However, just when he was at a loss, the gluttonous seal flew out of the Qiankun bag, and a cry of joy was faintly heard. The Auto Protector sucks up the surging energy.

Yan Bo was preparing to happily admire Qin Feng's painful struggle, waiting for him to cry and beg for mercy. But he was already taken aback: "Hey, what is this? No, this is not the magic weapon of your cultivators." This is a treasure of my witch clan!"

Speech between the fluctuation of the inflammation made. A punch, a fist as thick as a beam, quickly came towards Qin Feng like thunder and lightning.

Before the fist arrived, Qin Feng had already taken precautions. The cruel smile did not dodge or dodge, and the sword that was more than three feet long stabbed straight forward, and if he dared to strike, he would definitely break his arm into two pieces.

"Poof...... like a brocade tearing, Yan Bo didn't even avoid it at all, and the remaining severed limbs turned into fists and turned into thorns and begged for Qin Feng's eyes.

The "......Boom" spiritual power shield was broken, and even Yan Bo's fist hadn't hit yet, it was just the aftermath of the impact......

Qin Feng's eyes widened, and his face hurt because of the strength of his fist. I was shocked in my heart: "Impossible! Even if the undead are so badly injured, they can't move......" At the thought, the movement did not stop, and the body turned slightly sideways. Yan Bo's fist passed through his ears.

"Gah. Blood splattered, turning thorns into pinching, and actually ripped off Qin Feng's left ear.

The intense pain made Qin Feng's eyes darken, although he reacted instantly. saw Yan Bo sweeping towards his head again.

There was no time to fight back, Qin Feng could only move slightly to the side, barely avoiding the vital point.

"Boom!" the kick hit the right arm. In an instant, his right arm was swept off, and even his entire right chest collapsed.

Wound after injury, Qin Feng spit out a mouthful of essence blood: "Woo." Flying straight dozens of meters away, the end of the death fog that crashed into it, and the cotton-like touch came to a halt.

Not only was his right arm destroyed, but even his internal organs were also shocked. Now don't talk about fighting, even if you move, it's a pain in your heart. The pain was so intense that it was enough to make people unconscious and wail.

However, Qin Feng suddenly laughed: "Haha, hahahaha......"

Yan Bo only felt inexplicably irritable: "What are you laughing at!" As he spoke, he had already walked towards Qin Feng, his undamaged left arm clenched, ready for a fatal blow!

Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of blood and sneered: "Haha, it turns out that this is the full force of the Great Witch's blow! Sure enough, it is not inferior to the full force of the Jiedan monk's blow." It's a pity, it's a pity that you almost killed me. ”

Yan Bo was not angry, what kind of strength did he have to compete with a dead man? "When you die, you still have a hard mouth!" After saying that, he hit Qin Feng with another punch.

Not afraid or angry, Qin Feng's expression turned clear. With a move of his hand, the sudden Jieli Sword appeared in his hand. Gluttonous seal is bright and generous. A black avatar of the Dharma manifested behind him.

"Boom!" Two huge fists struck, Qin Feng's body did not move, but he knocked Yan Bo back a hundred meters away.

Yan Bo's face was incredulous, and the virtual shadow was completely condensed by the power of death: "Impossible, how did you do it? You are not from our clan, and even from time to time the Wu clan. How did it get recognized. ”

Qin Feng staggered to his feet and approached step by step: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when you die." As he spoke, the Heavenly Glory Sword was also condensed in the hands of the Law Phase Incarnation.

Yan Bo roared angrily: "Do you think you can win?" as if he was crazy, and he repeated his old trick to hit the company again.

Qin Feng smiled coldly: "Idiot." But he didn't know that Yanbo's mind was eroded by the power of death, and he had already fallen into madness, and this action made the only remaining mind lose again.

Qin Feng finally realized the power of the Law Phase Incarnation, and with the support of the vigorous power of death, the strength of the Law Phase Incarnation was finally fully displayed.

With just one hand, it contained Yanbo's offensive. With another sword, Yanbo's head was cut off.

"Woo!" I heard a roar of rage, like a howl of ten thousand ghosts.

Yan Bo's headless body did not fall, his body changed instantly, dozens of hideous grimaces appeared, and he frantically attacked again with brute force.

"Is this what a Heroic Spirit is called? It doesn't look any different from a sanctified ghost servant. Qin Feng smiled cruelly: "Since that's the case, I'll chop you up!"

"Poof, poof, poof......" Before he could move, he could only hear a muffled sound, and Yanbo's huge belly suddenly burst. The fishy yellow liquid overflowed and flew out.