Chapter 8: The Immortal of the Wood

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, he had indeed encountered some opponents before. For example, the Evil Emperor Shi Zhongtian, Mr. Guan Da, the Snake Demon King Zhu Snake, Yuan Qinglang, Song Gui, the strongest new star of the Underworld Sect, and Gentle and others. However, I have never experienced such a big scene and a big battle on such a large scale. The two sides invested a total of more than forty immortal cultivators, and there were more than twenty in the Imperial Sword Realm.

Jiang Feng took a look, because he was only a wood immortal, and his reputation was not obvious before, so no one noticed him, so who was his opponent?

"Are you the Wood Immortal of Kaiyang Immortal Cave? Kaiyang Immortal Cave is really funny, Wood Immortal should not be a rear personnel who deal with some grass and trees, and he was actually sent to the battlefield. A lazy voice sounded, and a person with fiery red hair and jumping corners of his eyes looked at Jiang Feng: "Okay, let Uncle Ben deal with you, remember Uncle Ben's name, Uncle Ben's name is Zhao Guifeng." This is a name that is destined to go down in history in the future. ”

Jiang Feng felt that this young man with fiery red hair found that this person's cultivation was quite low, and it was only a mere true yuan value of more than fifty. When did you dare to challenge yourself even if the true yuan was worth more than fifty?

Jiang Feng was also a little stunned.

"What, were you frightened by Uncle Ben's majesty?" said the young man who called himself Zhao Guifeng.

Jiang Feng was a little stunned: "You really want to challenge me?"

"Of course. The fiery red-haired young man nodded, "It's just a wood fairy." ”

Jiang Feng sighed: "It hasn't been long since you joined the Underworld Sect, and you don't usually pay attention to the collection of information." ”

"Yes, I've only been a member of the Underworld Sect for three years. But what do you say. The fiery red-haired young man who called himself Zhao Guifeng said with some puzzlement, but he immediately frowned: "No matter, anyway, I will kill you first." First-order spells, fireball spells!"

Rumble!

The yellow ball of high-temperature flames blasted directly towards Jiang Feng.

The temperature of this flame bead has exceeded 1,000 degrees.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he saw the fireball technique in front of him. As his strength grows, the ones he uses are basically second-order spells, and the ones that the enemy bombards are basically second-order spells. Goodbye first-order spells, I only feel first-order spells, and there is a small fresh smell.

"First-order spell, Ye Dance Technique!" Jiang Feng was not in a hurry to use a second-order spell, a first-order spell was enough to deal with the other party. In such a large group battle, if you can save the true element value, you should try to save some.

Ye Dance Technique collided with Fireball Technique!

It stands to reason that the fire-based ones have some restraint wood spells.

However, Jiang Feng was a fourth-layer cultivator of the Imperial Sword Realm.

And this fiery red-haired young man is only in his fifties.

With the same basic attack power, the stronger the mana, the greater the power it will naturally exert.

Therefore, this leaf dance technique almost easily pierced the fireball technique.

Zhao Guifeng, a young man with fiery red hair, immediately sensed that something was wrong, he saw the terrifying Ye Dance Technique, and wanted to dodge, but where could he dodge.

Sot so so!

The fifteen leaves brought by the Ye Dance Technique instantly hit the body of Zhao Guifeng, a young man with fiery red hair.

Zhao Guifeng only felt a sudden pain in his body, and at the same time, he quickly left his body, his eyes widened: "How come? You are obviously just a mere wood immortal, and it stands to reason that you are not good at fighting." How could you beat me in an instant?"

Jiang Feng sighed: "That's why I told you before that the time you joined the Underworld Sect was too short. Moreover, there is no focus on intelligence gathering. Eleven years ago, in the battle between the Underworld Sect and the Kaiyang Immortal Cave, I killed the strongest new star of the Underworld Sect, Song Gui on the first floor of the Imperial Sword Realm. Under such circumstances, it is unimaginable that a character with a real value of more than 50 dares to take the initiative to jump out. ”

Zhao Guifeng's eyes widened: "How is it possible?"

Only then did he realize how much he had done to die.

Jiang Feng sighed: "This time it's the Underworld Sect and the Kaiyang Immortal Cave Fire Merger, since you have come to this battlefield, you have the consciousness of death." ”

Holding a leaf in his hand, he gently passed by Zhao Guifeng's side.

The green leaves wiped on Zhao Guifeng's neck.

Zhao Guifeng's body also fell to the ground suddenly.

Jiang Feng looked at the field, the opponent of the medical immortal Qin Xian'er was also a woman, and her strength was about the same as Qin Xian'er, so there was no problem for a while.

The opponent of Song Zhishu, the Immortal of Law, is also about the same strength as him, and for a while, it is also no problem.

The opponent of the right ear of the intelligence immortal Fang is a little lower than the right ear of the square itself, and there is no problem with it for a while.

Jiang Feng finished looking at his friends, then looked at Yan Xiaobei, and found that Yan Xiaobei's current situation was the worst.

......

Yan Xiaobei is only on the first floor of the Imperial Sword Realm.

And his opponent is a middle-aged man, who has some neat beards, and the robes on his body are not messy at all.

However, this middle-aged man is very strong and strong, and it seems that he has the fourth layer of the Imperial Sword Realm.

Therefore, this middle-aged man is pressing Yan Xiaobei to fight.

At this moment, Yan Xiaobei's body already had many injuries, his clothes were in tatters, and he was stained with blood one by one.

"Second-Order Spell! Great Golden Arrow Technique!" Yan Xiaobei pinched the magic seal in both hands, a golden arrow with a human height, with an astonishing high speed, terrifying sharpness, and terrifying attack power, shooting directly at the opponent.

But the middle-aged man with a neat beard and a robe that was not messy at all just sneered: "Second-order spell, death raven!"

Shuttle!

I saw three gray-black ravens as long as a foot appear in the void.

And these three death ravens flew into the air, one death raven gently stretched out his hand and grabbed the big golden archery, and the remaining two death ravens, with an amazing killing momentum and a terrifying death qi, rushed straight towards Yan Xiaobei.

The second-order spell Death Raven is quite evil in itself, with unimaginable dead energy, and normal spells will suffer when they fight against it.

Not to mention that this middle-aged man has the mana of the fourth layer of the Imperial Sword Realm.

Yan Xiaobei wanted to dodge the death raven, but the death raven was too fast, and all of a sudden, the two death ravens were forced to tear out two large pieces of flesh and blood from Yan Xiaobei's body. This made Yan Xiaobei's injuries even heavier, and the terrible thing was that Yan Xiaobei's body was infected by the death qi of the death raven, and if he didn't use the elixir to heal him, his body would be corroded.

Yan Xiaobei was already a little desperate, his brain was also dizzy, and he felt that he couldn't hold on for long. At this moment, he suddenly saw Jiang Feng standing alone with his hands in his hands. Thinking that Jiang Feng could easily kill the gentleness of the third layer of the Sword Realm, he might not be able to kill the opponent of the fourth layer of the Sword Realm.

Yan Xiaobei suddenly pounced in the direction of Jiang Feng: "Brother Jiang, save me!"

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