In the darkness, a silver light shot towards the cold wind, and the lightning was not as fast as it could be.

The cold wind still didn't have time to seal, and he blocked it with a sword

"Boom-"

The sword and the spear collided with each other, the void shook, and the cold wind was unable to hold the sword in his left hand, and the slashing sword was shocked and flew away.

With such a violent impact, while the cold wind body flew back, the silver-armored corpse chased after it with a gun. The first and second blows occurred only a moment ago, and the silver spear was already piercing in front of him.

Leng Feng's pupils contracted, and in a hurry, he raised his sealed right hand and grabbed the silver spear. The momentum emanating from the silver spear was surging and surging so that its cold wind face was blown out of shape, but its right arm was not affected by this momentum at all.

In this case, the cold wind is also quite unexpected. After being briefly startled by his right arm, Leng Feng flung his right arm and threw the silver spear and the silver armor corpse out together.

The strength of his right arm was much more than the cold wind expected. After the silver-armored corpse was thrown out, it couldn't stop its shape at all, and planted a few heels in the air, planting it three hundred feet away.

This kind of power is not at all something that the cold wind can emit without casting an immortal spell, he stared at his right arm in shock, and then looked towards Ge Ping next to the crack.

In the crack, the corpses with severed limbs had crawled out of the cracks, and Ge Ping had cast an invisibility spell, but these corpses in silver armor could still see Ge Ping clearly, and for a while Ge Ping was also in a bitter battle, and the thunder and fire were constantly beating out of him.

For a while, Leng Feng couldn't take care of Ge Ping, he untied the seal on his right arm, and his gossip seal floated behind Leng Feng, which was extremely mysterious.

With the seal, the flame of Leng Feng's right arm rose, and this time it was his turn to attack. He kicked under his feet, and the earth cracked, and his body turned into golden light and flew towards the floating silver armored corpse.

As he flew away, more than a dozen sonorous sounds sounded, and the other fifteen swords in the soul body manifested one after another, emitting five-colored light, lined up in a circle, and followed behind the cold wind.

The faint green fire in the eyes of the silver-armored corpse swelled, and its body shone with a silver light, and he swept with his spear, and a round of silver crescent moon slashed towards the cold wind that flew in.

Leng Feng chuckled, the soul body's spiritual power had already exploded just now, and its speed was also much faster. He quickly formed the treasure bottle seal corresponding to the nine-character mantra 'Xing' and shouted

"Immortal method, induction style!"

The silver moon struck with the sound of breaking wind, and the flames of the cold wind's right arm soared, and when this round of silver moon approached, he attacked with his bare hands, and grabbed this round of silver moon with his right arm, so that it could not come forward.

However, even so, the impact of this round of Silver Moon was still there, and after making the cold wind figure withdraw from a distance, he only heard a burst of cold wind, and black Dao patterns suddenly appeared on his dry right arm, which forcibly resisted the impact of Silver Moon.

Immediately, the right arm of the cold wind was able to throw out the crescent moon and fight back at the silver armor corpse.

In the past ten years, Leng Feng has learned a lot from Ge Ping. When the silver armor corpse cast a crescent just now, the Dao pattern contained in this crescent moon could still be felt by the cold wind. If the Necronomicon can perform moves containing Dao Patterns, there are only two possibilities, one of which is that the Necronomicon has grown up in an unknown year, gradually remembers the past, and becomes a necromantic with thoughts. The second is: the dead spirit is not dead, there is a resentment in the heart, and it is in a state of half-life and half-death.

And the silver armor corpse in front of him should be in the second possibility, because the flesh and blood on his bones are not completely rotten, but just dried up.

The crescent moon he cast was originally something that the cold wind could not resist, but now the cold wind inadvertently evolved his right arm into a fire cloud arm, and its fire cloud arm was unimaginably hard.

If there is no fire cloud arm, I am afraid that the crescent moon has not been dissolved, and the cold wind will be hit hard by the crescent moon.

The silver crescent moon struck back, and it could be seen from the green pupils of the silver armor corpse that he was also shocked.

However, he was extremely fast, turning into silver light and bypassing the crescent moon, the silver light drew an arc in the air, and in the haze, the remnants of the corpse of the silver armor could be seen, and the spear stabbed towards the cold wind.

"Immortal law, Dao Elephant!" In a hurry, the cold wind seal cast a Dao Elephant. A huge golden figure quickly formed, and the golden giant hand grabbed at the silver armor corpse.

The silver-armored corpse did not retreat but advanced, the spear in his hand kept waving, and the Dao Dao silver light turned into many small crescents, slashing towards the golden palm that the Dao elephant caught.

Its crescent moon is extremely sharp, and the longitudinal golden path is as hard as its body, but once it is cut off, it will leave its body and dissipate into a touch of golden sand.

Leng Feng was shocked in his heart, he never expected that one of the Dao Elephant's arms would be cut off like a flesh cut by the crescent moon cast by a silver armor corpse the size of a Dao Elephant's finger.

In this case, the cold wind had to quickly break away from the Dao Elephant, and let the crippled Dao Elephant first contain the silver armor corpse At the same time, the three immortal swords evolved the Dao green vine and the barrier, and its green vine was like a spirit snake, binding towards the silver armor corpse, and the barrier formed a rattan net, blocking between the cold wind and the silver armor corpse.

How could it be that the silver-armored corpse was extremely good, the gun was raining down, the silver light was shining, and there were thousands of inches. Its moves are accompanied by the sound of 'ho ha', thinking that there must be a gun maniac in front of him, and every move and style contains inexplicable patterns, which evolves into the sound of self-confidence, arrogance, and integration of idiots.

The so-called attitude of 'if you don't go crazy, you won't survive' is also a kind of Tao realm. There is also a supreme mantra in the Buddha and the Tao, and the moves in its words have long been evolved into simple 'words' by the means of the two to reach the heavens, and they have no power, formlessness, unintentionality, and no change. And the corpse of the silver spear is undoubtedly a half-point of understanding this layer of morality.

The silver armor corpse has a beautiful posture, like a generation of gun gods, the silver spear in his hand has long been merged with him, and the marksmanship is swimming in the dragon and snake, and it is well understood.

Fortunately, the corpse of the silver armor was half alive and half dead, otherwise Leng Feng would have been dead and lifeless.

The green vine and the Dao elephant were like a mess, and they were cut off one by one by the corpses of the silver armor, and at the same time, the more his moves were played, the smoother they became, and the void seemed to turn into the ground.

The cold wind didn't reach his figure at all, and the corpse of the silver armor suddenly disappeared from his sight, making his heart feel like a boulder, unable to breathe.

However, he subconsciously raised his right hand to block in front of his abdomen, and the silver spear collided with his right arm, making a huge sound, and his right arm was not damaged in the slightest, but Leng Feng's body was knocked away nearly a thousand feet away.

This is the worldly posture of an immortal cultivator?

The cold wind that crashed into a black mountain slowly got up, and there was a sharp pain in the abdomen. His face tingled as he looked towards his abdomen.

Although his right arm blocked the silver spear, his momentum still made a hole in the abdomen of the cold wind, and the internal organs in the abdomen could be seen, and the blood continued to flow out of this hole.

[Bruce Lee's 'Ahh