Chapter 615: Seriously Injured

"Elder Jade, ......" Sui Feng stared closely at the black cloth bag held by the mysterious man, although he had already guessed such a result, but when he really saw this Xuan Demon cloth bag, his heart still twitched fiercely, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Are you talking about the old man who used the Divine Body Unity Technique?" the man in black snorted coldly, and continued, "He and his stupid apprentice have already been shocked into minced meat by my palm. ”

"You ......" Qiu Zhi and Elder Yu sacrificed their lives to create a glimmer of life for themselves and Qiu Xian, no matter what, they really inherited his kindness. But when it came to the mouth of the man in black, he said it so lightly, as if it were not two lives, but something insignificant. His chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped twice, and his breaths were already filled with anger.

The man didn't seem to notice Suifeng's anger, but instead smiled brightly, and said, "And the one later, who even wanted to die with me, was ...... by me lightly."

"Whoa! you damn you!" Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a roar from the wind, leaped high, and pounced on him.

His whole body was originally dead silent, but at this moment, it was like the sea was boiling, and suddenly it roared like a violent storm. An incomparably bright white light appeared on the outer periphery of his body, enveloping it tightly. It seemed that this was a white light that was connected together, but if you looked closely, you would find that the entire Xuanguang was composed of a combination of thin hair-like sword qi. It's so dense that I don't know how many lanes are intertwined in it.

The mysterious man's eyes were right. whispered to himself: "I didn't think of it, but there are some doorways." ”

"Hum-" There was a sound of a long sword coming out of its sheath, and at some point, the pure Jun sword that had been hanging on Suifeng's waist was already in his hand. With a slight dance, the sword light that lingered outside his body gradually converged, but in just a short moment, it had already poured into the long sword in his hand.

In just a moment's effort, the sword light that had been lingering around Sui Feng's body like a cocoon covering his body had all been sucked into the Pure Jun Sword by him. The momentum gushing out of this pure Jun sword was even more amazing, and this sword was held in his hand, and it trembled endlessly, as if it was a little uncontrollable.

However, Sui Feng knew in his heart that this was a sign that the sword momentum of this sword had risen to the peak. In this sword, he threw the spirit of his whole body. It was already the strongest move he could make. If it was original. Such a powerful sword can't be released, but at this moment, he was affected by the anger in his heart, and unconsciously stimulated the potential in his body.

There was no sorrow or joy in Sui Feng's heart, and the sword light in his hand trembled. A crescent-shaped light appeared under the night. Whistling towards the man in black below.

"Humph!" the man in black looked up. Looking at the sword qi above his head, he slashed towards him. snorted slightly, and then slowly moved.

Little by little, his palms spread out, as if there was something hidden in the palm of his hand. The movement is extremely slow. By the time his palm was completely spread, the sword qi of Suifeng had already reached the top of his head.

The mysterious man was not nervous, but a little proud. His outstretched palm moved suddenly, and he turned his hand and slapped it towards the attacking sword light.

Sui Feng's eyes widened, and he saw a black light suddenly appear below. At first, it was only a little bit, but it rose against the wind, but the instantaneous effort was already overwhelming in his eyes. As long as this palm is closed, you can contain your whole person.

With the wind, his heart froze, and he let out a long shout, and the sword qi in his hand was even brighter.

"The light of the rice grains also shines?" The man's laughter was even more disdainful, and the speed of the volley's palm movement soared a few points, and it directly collided with the Dao sword light that followed the wind.

Like a hidden dragon moaning, the sound is rolling. Suifeng's fierce sword light, like a dragon's roar, only lasted for a short moment, and the next moment it was like a glass that had been impacted, completely shattered. The sword qi that was dispersed rushed in all directions, blowing the roots of the trees, flowers and plants in all directions.

"Poof...... A mouthful of blood spurted out with the wind, and all of his true yuan and aura were integrated into this sword qi. As soon as this sword qi dispersed, his mind suddenly lost, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It's just that this is not over yet, and the power of the mysterious man's palm is just beginning to appear. The next moment, the giant palm formed by this black light in mid-air flipped upwards and jumped above Suifeng's head. Condescendingly, he pressed down to the wind below, and the palm power was not yet there, just with a trace of coercion, it was like Mount Tai coming from the top.

The sword qi under his feet dissipated for a while, like a paper kite with broken wings, falling straight from mid-air with the wind.

It fell heavily to the ground with the wind, crushing a flower tree. His back seemed to be unconscious, and he snorted, and it was easy for him to slowly get up from the ground.

"How can this man be so powerful?" he wondered, and suddenly a shadow fell in front of him. Looking up with the wind, the black pressure above his head was the huge palm that covered the sky.

"Am I really going to die here today?" Drifting with the wind, his eyes drifted for a while, and even he himself wanted to give up. He only felt that he seemed to be such a grasshopper who wanted to shake the tree, and all his efforts were in vain.

"That's it, that's the only thing we can use. He muttered something to the wind, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already full of determination.

"The universe is endless, yin and yang flow!" shouted word by word with the wind.

"What, what is this?!" the man in black was shocked when he heard this. Shocked and surprised, he shouted: "This is the mantra of this holy relic, it turns out to be on you!"

Sui Feng didn't realize it, still staring straight at the palm power that had reached the top of his head. The light in his eyes was eager, but he became excited.

"Let me see what kind of power this Demon Cult's holy relic is!"

The void above his head trembled slightly, revealing a translucent pavilion eaves on it. The whole thing is covered in the wind.

At this time, the ink-black palm print also fell. Pressing heavily on this translucent pavilion, this pressure is more than ten million pounds? Bursts of explosions echoed in all directions, especially in the night.

"Hmph, what if you have the help of this sect's holy relics? You can't even summon the entity, but you can barely summon a protective virtual body. I want to see how long you can hold on?" The man in black sneered, and as soon as he raised his palm, another palm was printed.

The original palm print is already a thousand powers, and the addition of another one is even more magnificent.

"Dang!"

A crisp loud bang was like a knock on Sui Feng's heart, and his internal injuries, which were not light, were even more serious at the moment. The throat was sweet, and another stream of blood gushed out, and he swallowed it back with the wind. But there was still a streak of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"It's not good!" Sui Feng shouted in his heart, and the talisman phantom of the Qiankun Pavilion above his head actually appeared one after another cracks under this heavy pressure. However, in the blink of an eye, this pavilion was already densely covered.

"Open it for me!" the man in black shouted, and Shi Zhang's right palm slammed into Xiangxia again.

With the wind, the force above the head increased a few points, and the translucent pavilion finally reached the edge of bearing, and it shattered directly with a "bang"!

"No!" shouted with the wind's eyes splitting and looking up to the sky.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, although the pavilion was crushed by the palm force, but it also swept up with a blasting force, and the palm power that had already lost most of it rushed away, and even dispersed its residual power a few points.

However, the remaining strength was not small, as soon as the pavilion dispersed, there was no longer any obstruction, and it directly shook on Suifeng's body.

"Poof...... spat blood again with the wind, completely paralyzed to the ground, curled up a few times, and then couldn't move anymore. (To be continued......)