"Senior Brother Ao Yan actually used all the Demon Flame Sword Formation, this kid, is it really so strong?" Yu Yao stared at the front with some incredulity, at this time, he and Wu Mo had already left the battlefield, standing with the masked man, looking thousands of meters away, at this time, Ao Yan was controlling the sword formation, dozens of flying swords were constantly killing Ling Feng at various tricky angles, gradually forcing Ling Feng into a desperate situation.

"This kid is very unusual. At this time, Wu Mo beside him suddenly spoke: "Although this son's cultivation is only in the late stage of the transcendent realm, his strength can definitely be compared to the late stage of the ordinary Dao realm, both the physical body and the true power are very strong, especially the seven-colored true power light, with an extremely obscure mysterious aura, if you and I are either one-on-one with that kid, it will definitely be certain death." ”

Yu Yao pursed her lips, but she couldn't deny it, she also clearly knew Ling Feng's strength from the confrontation just now, although Ling Feng seemed to be forced very miserably now, and was completely in a passive situation, but it was also because Ao Yan was too strong, if it was her, I am afraid that she would have been killed long ago.

"Ao Yan, I'm afraid I can't kill this kid. Suddenly, an incomparably gloomy voice came into the ears of the two of them, just hearing the sound, it was like falling into the Nine Netherworlds, and even made Yu Yao and Wu Mo fall into a state of loss for a short time, and the two hurriedly turned their heads and looked at the masked man who had been standing quietly outside the battlefield.

"Senior Brother, with Senior Brother Aoyan's strength, no matter how talented this kid is, it is impossible for him to escape from Senior Brother Aoyan. Yu Yao said cautiously, Wu Mo next to him was also a little nervous, this emotion appeared on his face was really a little unbearable, but, in the face of this mysterious elder brother, Wu Mo and Yu Yao always had a trace of inexplicable fear in their hearts, just that voice just now, just a simple speech, let the two fall into a state of trance, although it was very short, but in the battle, this short period of distraction is absolutely fatal, the strong fight, often in a very short period of time can be divided into the winner, and the monk who entered the Dao realm, one breath is enough to shoot dozens of times, enough to kill the two of them。

The masked man stood quietly in the night sky, and did not speak again, but this kind of appearance made Wu Mo and the others feel a chill, this senior brother, since the beginning, has not been out once, as if everything has nothing to do with him, and there is no other reaction to the death of Feng Evil, it seems that it is the death of a stranger who has nothing to do with him, Wu Mo and the others know in their hearts that the senior brother will lead them to take revenge, in fact, it is just under the order of the master, this person's heart, I am afraid that there is no emotional reaction at all because of the death of the junior brother, I am afraid that anyone present is even if Ao Yan is deadand will not arouse any interest in him.

Zining Daoist has a tyrannical temperament, and his methods are so fierce that they are extremely famous among the evil monks, but in the hearts of Wu Mo and the others, what they are really afraid of is not the master Zining Daoist, but the senior brother in front of them, in fact, they have really seen the senior brother make a move, and there is only one time, that is, to fight with a strong man in the Empty Netherworld, and within ten moves, the monk of the Empty Netherworld will be killed.

In fact, it is said that it is ten moves, and it is only because the senior brother has moved ten times, Wu Mo and Yu Yao have witnessed that battle, it can't be called a battle at all, it is completely torture and killing, from the beginning of the empty underworld monk took the lead, he has no chance to make a move, that scene even if I think about it now, it makes the two of them shudder, Yu Yao and Wu Mo are both monks in the evil way, and the lives in their hands have already exceeded a thousand, especially Wu Mo, who is famous for bloody killings, but compared to this senior brother, bloody? It was just a three-year-old child's game, the scene at that time made the two of them not even dare to think about it, Wu Mo and Yu Yao had long doubted in their hearts, although on the surface, the cultivation of the senior brother was only the peak of the Dao realm, but the two suspected that his true strength might have already stepped into the realm of the void, otherwise, the strength of this senior brother was really beyond common sense.

On the other hand, on the other hand, the battlefield between Ling Feng and Ao Yan, Ling Feng at this time could be described as extremely embarrassed, the Chaos Battle Armor had already been tattered, and his body was covered with blood marks, although most of them were minor injuries, but such a frequency of attacks, if it took a few minutes, the consequences were really unimaginable.

This is still because there are only fifty illusory sword shadows besieging Ling Feng, the evil fire flying sword and more than twenty other illusory sword shadows are blocked by the aura mirror, these more than twenty flying swords have also broken through the obstacle many times, but then they were blocked by Ling Feng's manipulation of the aura mirror, but because of distraction, Ling Feng also suffered many wounds, and now, the twenty flying swords are about to break through the obstacle again, and Ling Feng has to be distracted again to control the aura mirror, but at this moment, suddenly, an illusory sword shadow suddenly increased in speed, broke out of the control of the sword array, and killed directly towards Ling Feng, in front of Ling Feng's eyes, turned into a ball of purple fire, bursting open！

"Boom" was like a ball of fireworks blooming in the night sky, the purple flames engulfed Ling Feng, and a smile also appeared on Ao Yanshui's unfazed face, and with a wave of one hand, dozens of illusory sword shadows rushed into the flames, wanting to strangle Ling Feng.

"Ahem!" Rushing out of the flames, Ling Feng immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, his clothes were in tatters, the chaos armor had turned into flying ashes, he took out a healing pill, swallowed it in his mouth, his face looked a little better, but after all, it was a symptom but not a cure, the severe pain in his body was not alleviated in the slightest, and the flying sword suddenly exploded, in addition to the flames, there was also a trace of weird evil qi rushing into his body, wanting to destroy his internal organs, fortunately, Ling Feng was a chaotic body, and the chaotic power in his body discovered this evil qi at the first moment, and swallowed it instantly, otherwise the consequences were really unimaginable。

The injuries on the surface of the body gradually recovered, and some serious wounds had stopped the blood, tonight's continuous battle, for Ling Feng, both physically and mentally, was extremely serious, and thanks to Ling Feng's strong physique, if he were another monk, he would have been physically and mentally exhausted and let people eat him.

His eyes shifted slightly, looking at the three masked men standing in the distance, a trace of essence flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he muttered, "No, it's not time yet." ”

Immediately his eyes looked at Ao Yan again, at this time, Ao Yan already had a smile on his face that belonged to the winner, the more than twenty flying swords had also broken through the barrier of the spiritual light mirror, and the light of the spiritual light mirror at this time also dimmed, obviously in the battle just now, it also suffered a lot of loss, and flew to Ling Feng's side, several flying swords that were originally destroyed by Ling Feng resurfaced, reforming the sword formation, and a full eighty-one flying swords were suspended in front of Ling Feng, no matter how you looked at it, Ling Feng could not have a trace of survival.

"You are indeed a genius, but unfortunately you are going to die here today. Ao Yan walked slowly towards Ling Feng, and did not rush to kill, in his eyes, Ling Feng was already a trapped beast in a cage, only the part of recognizing people to slaughter, especially Ling Feng was still a great genius, killing geniuses was always exciting.

Ao Yan stood above Ling Feng, looking down at Ling Feng, trying to find a trace of despair and terror from Ling Feng's face, but unexpectedly, Ling Feng showed him a hint of a smile!

"Whew!"

I don't know when, an extra Dao talisman suddenly appeared in Ling Feng's hand, turning into dozens of golden needles, it was the spell that Senior Brother Wu Yun had used, the Flying Spirit Needle!

"Boom, boom, boom!" A series of explosions sounded, and the entire eighty-one flying swords were shrouded in an explosion, Ao Yan's face was ugly, and Ling Feng, the moment he threw out the talisman, immediately flew back, and the series of explosions behind him made the smile on Ling Feng's face even worse.

The sword array composed of these eighty-one flying swords is indeed strong, but there is a very inconspicuous weakness, the other eighty illusory flying swords conjured up from the evil fire flying sword, the attack is powerful, the speed is also fast, once it is hit by the attack, it will also produce an explosion, this seems to be an extremely powerful means of attack, but it is also a great weakness, if you meet a monk who is good at using the occult method, the other party only needs to release a mystical method when the flying sword is close to you, and attack from a distance, then this sword array is meaningless.

"Damn!" Ao Yan's face sank, but then he showed a hint of doubt, Ling Feng stepped on the black knife and rushed straight towards the three masked men, making Ao Yan puzzled, but he still followed Ling Feng, flew at full speed, controlled the flying sword, and wanted to kill Ling Feng!

The three people on the opposite side were also a little stunned when they saw Ling Feng rushing over, Yu Yao stared at Ling Feng who was flying quickly, and said, "This kid can't be crazy, he actually rushed over here." ”

Wu Mo was also extremely stunned, but he was also ready for battle at the first time, the blood rose to the sky, Yu Yao also took out the soul bell, ready to fight at all times, only the masked man was still standing quietly behind the two, his face was completely covered by the grimace mask, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ling Feng looked behind, Ao Yan stepped on the flying sword, the speed was much faster than himself, and the difference between him and himself was only a few tens of meters, and at this time, he was only a hundred meters away from Wu Mo and the others, but Ling Feng was not only panicked, but the smile on his face was even brighter, I saw that he was holding a talisman in his left hand, it was a very ordinary low-level Dao talisman, the wind talisman, which could increase the speed slightly, but compared to Ao Yan's speed, it was only a little longer to be killed at most, I saw Ling Feng grabbing the talisman and sticking it to his chest, and suddenly a layer of blue light was attached to Ling Feng's body, and the speed was much faster, however, Ling Feng was not flying forward, but turned to fly into the sky, which made Ao Yan and the others feel stunned.

"Since this is yours, leave it for you to enjoy. I saw Ling Feng in the sky, turning around and showing a smile to the four of them, but what attracted everyone's attention was a dark purple bead held in Ling Feng's hand.

"Not good!!" Ao Yan, Wu Mo, and Yu Yao's complexions changed drastically at the same time, and they all wanted to flee, but the dark purple bead had already slipped from Ling Feng's hand, and the purple light was even more dazzling, and in the middle of the four of them, with a crisp cracking sound, it burst!!