Yuan Qinglang's face couldn't help but change: "Who are you?"

Monk Faxin clasped his hands together: "The little monk Faxin is the fourth generation of the Daozhen lineage, see Yuan Qinglang Yuan Shizhu." ”

"The fourth generation of Daozhen, it should be the first time we have met each other, but it seems that I have a faint feeling that you have a familiar smell in you. Yuan Qinglang asked with some confusion.

"The little monk also disguised an identity before, but he was the third demon general under the Yuan donor, the wolf demon general, so the Yuan donor felt that the little monk was familiar, and it was not surprising. Monk Faxin said.

As soon as the monk said this, Yuan Qinglang, the first demon general Jiaozhi demon general, the second demon general eight-clawed demon general, the fourth demon general Tianhu demon general, and the fifth demon general giant elephant demon general, and the sixth demon general eagle demon general, were completely shocked, and never thought that the wild wolf demon general who usually mixed with them was actually an undercover agent.

Yuan Qinglang's face was a little ugly, and then he said with a smile: "I see, I see." You've only done it until now, and I'm really weakened. But so what, which of you has no choice but to get me? Is it you? Faxin Monk, or you, the third prince of Jiang?"

Monk Faxin clasped his hands together: "The Yuan donor is as powerful as the sea, even if he is weakened, the little monk is definitely not an opponent." However, Jiang Sangongzi's strength is very strong, enough to deal with you. ”

Yuan Qinglang snorted coldly: "Jiao's demon general, eight-clawed demon general, you two, deal with Faxin monk, don't let him make trouble." ”

The second demon general, the eight-clawed demon general, although he felt that the strength of the Faxin monk was stronger than the original wild wolf demon general, but he was also not afraid: "Wild wolf, no, now it should be called Faxin monk." Let's have a little fun. ”

The eight hands of the eight-clawed demon general, holding the eight swords, directly slashed at the monk of Faxin.

And the demon general of Jiao also suddenly used his means, and his magic power, the Ice and Snow Jiao Fist, with endless cold air, directly blasted towards the Faxin monk.

Monk Faxin saw the attack of the eight-clawed demon general and the Jiaozhi demon general, and the attack of the two of them was quite not weak. Monk Faxin took a deep breath: "Second-order spells, the Buddha's light is like practice!", one by one, the golden Buddha light turned into the Buddha's sharp arrows, towards the Jiao's demon general, and the eight-clawed demon released the two of them.

The sword of the eight-clawed demon general, the ice and snow Jiao fist of the Jiaozhi demon general, and the endless Buddha light of the Faxin monk collided together.

One-on-one, whether the monk of Faxin is facing the eight-clawed demon general or the demon general of Jiao, he can not be weak. However, one against two, in the face of these two powerful demon generals, there was some weakness, and they fell into disadvantage almost at the beginning. Fortunately, people who cultivate Buddhism have quite a lot of defensive spells, and their defensive skills are also strong, so they won't lose for a while.

......

Yuan Qinglang took a sip of strong tea and looked at Jiang Feng: "Yo, your helper Faxin Monk is now at a disadvantage, and it is estimated that it won't be long before he loses." ”

He still had a few swastikas on his body at this time, and he was in a weak state, but his demeanor was not reduced.

Jiang Feng smiled dumbly: "It's no problem for the Faxin monk to hold on for a while, and this time is enough for me to solve you." ”

"Really?" Yuan Qinglang smiled: "Your strength, through the previous battle, I have understood. Even if I am weakened, it will not be difficult to defeat you. ”

When Yuan Qinglang was talking, he was actually hitting Jiang Feng's confidence.

Confidence is very important.

"You're so confident. Jiang Feng smiled dumbly: "However, yesterday's me is not today's me." ”

"Really?" Seeing Jiang Feng's indifferent look, Yuan Qinglang already knew that the action to hit Jiang Feng's confidence had failed, he suddenly drank the strong tea in the teacup, stood up, and quickly sealed: "Second-order spell, dark hatred!"

The originally magnificent palace, under the influence of this momentum, directly turned into a gray color.

And everything around me seems to have disappeared.

Only Yuan Qinglang, and the gray air vortex in his hand.

Then, that gray air vortex turned into a stream of air, turned into a dark giant python, and rushed straight towards Jiang Feng.

At the same time, with the gray air current, there were hundreds of thousands of resentments, which turned into fierce ghosts and ghosts, and the terrible sound was earth-shattering.

This is the second-order spell Dark Hatred, and if you are not firm in your mind, you will be greatly affected in it.

Yuan Qinglang used this spell this time, and the power was slightly weaker than the last time, which shows that the swastika left by the ancestors of the monk Faxin for generations does have a weak effect on him.

Take advantage of the enemy's illness and ask for the enemy's life!

Jiang Feng's hands also quickly sealed: "Second-order spell, Flying Flower Technique!"

The verdant leaves of the forty paths directly converged together.

And then!

Shuttle!

Directly stabbed at the second-order spell Dark Hatred.

The gray air flow and the green foliage collided together, the pale air flow kept consuming, and the green leaves kept falling. It was like the first time the two had played each other. But when the gray airflow was consumed, there were still ten green leaves left, which directly stabbed Yuan Qinglang.

Yuan Qinglang's complexion couldn't help but change, he could feel that Jiang Feng had become stronger, and he could actually become stronger in such a short period of time!

And what's even worse is that he feels that he can't fight Jiang Feng head-on.

Although Jiang Feng hadn't experienced many battles, he could certainly see this obvious situation, and when he saw this, he continued to pinch the magic seal: "Second-order spell, Flying Flower Technique!"

"Second-order spell, Flying Flower Technique!"

"Second-order spell, Flying Flower Technique!"

Jiang Feng is now a true element value of two hundred and sixty points, and the true element value consumed by a second-order spell is twenty, and a total of thirteen second-order spells can be cast at one time. And this time, facing a character like Yuan Qinglang, he was naturally unceremonious, and he played eight second-order spells in an instant.

One Flying Flower can gather forty leaves and flowers.

And the Eight Flying Flower Technique has brought together three hundred and twenty leaves and flowers.

It's like a small rain of flowers, a rain of leaves.

With a boundless roar, he rushed straight towards Yuan Qinglang.

Yuan Qinglang felt the power of Jiang Feng's Flying Flower Technique in the blow just now, and when he saw Jiang Feng hit eight second-order spells at once, he couldn't help but change his complexion, his hands quickly sealed, and a flying sword appeared under his feet, wanting to dodge this blow.

"Second-order spell, root entanglement!"

Shuttle!

The verdant greenery appeared at Yuan Qinglang's feet, and then turned into vines at a very fast speed, wrapping around Yuan Qinglang's legs, making Yuan Qinglang unable to move in place.

And the three hundred and twenty leaves directly attacked Yuan Qinglang.

Yuan Qinglang was also helpless when he saw this, so he could only make the last struggle: "Second-order spell, demon bone shield!", these demon bones are all of all shapes and shapes, all of which he used to make monsters or half-demons, and the demon bones he obtained turned into shields, blocking the front end one by one.

But that leaf has been blessed by the Spring God Potion, and its power is unimaginable.

Sot so so!

Bang bang!

In an instant, the demon bone shield was so broken that there was not even a slag left.

And so many verdant leaves, all of them hit Yuan Qinglang.

Yuan Qinglang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and he found that his heartbeat was slowing down, his breathing was slowing down, and his life body was being lost.

Yuan Qinglang took a deep breath: "Third Prince Jiang, this time you won." Before I die, though, I want to ask you one thing. ”

Jiang Feng used nine second-order spells in this battle, and one second-order spell was entwined with roots, consuming two hundred true yuan points, and it was also extremely expensive, and he took a deep breath: "Ask." ”

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