"Haha! You are finally in my hands! Good! You are indeed a genius, you can actually support my second level spell!"
At this moment, a white figure slowly flashed under Ling Feng, and a sarcastic voice pierced Ling Feng's ears like needles. Ling Feng gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his body.
"Let's see how long you can hold on! My minecraft and lightning are borrowed from the surrounding trees and the aura of the ground. I can't use them at all, but you are different. Haha, the more lightning you have, the more your body will be damaged.
The more serious the damage, the more likely it is to die!"
Han Nan laughed loudly, withdrew the Great Po Xuan Encirclement Formation, raised his face with his hands behind his hands and smiled, looking at Ling Feng's painful expression, he laughed loudly.
"Damn, I can't move. Oh my god! What should I do?"
Ling Feng endured the severe pain and calmed down and thought hard. At this time, Ling Feng's body surface was exposed to too many electric shocks, and his cloak was blown to pieces. The looming muscles on his upper body were also blackened and purple by the powerful lightning.
, some of them had their skins blown open, and their flesh and blood were exposed.
"Damn it, is there really nothing we can do? I wish I could have learned some spells from the teacher!" Ling Feng has been hating that his skills are not enough today, and the desire to practice in his heart has been increasing frequently.
"Boy, the teacher will save you this time, there will be no next time!" At this time, Zhuge Yuandao's voice sounded, and then his whole body was covered by a transparent ball. The transparent ball quickly expanded, and all the current
They all stopped on the spherical object that looked like a barrier.
"What!? What is this?" Han Nan, who was standing underground watching the show, suddenly turned pale, and his eyes almost flew out of his eyes. Ling Feng just recovered and glanced at Han Nan below!
"Try my Wind Wheel Slash!!"
Ling Feng's body turned upside down, there was an explosion on his feet, and his body shot down. Han Nan who was directly below was startled and wanted to use the spell, but it was too late in time.
The huge difference between skills! Han Nan was not completely frightened, he used a running technique under his feet and flew out.
"Hey! You can't escape!"
Ling Feng sneered, and the phantom thorn in his hand flew down with a touch of golden energy!
Countless sword lights shot down like a sudden rain. In just a blink of an eye, the rain-like sword formation turned into a huge golden bell. Before the golden bell disappeared, phantoms of a snake and a dragon flew out from it.
At this moment, the gun head and the gun and fire wheels came out side by side, perfectly combined, and countless phantoms were superimposed on it. At first glance, it looked like a high-speed windmill made of swords.
The high-speed windmill exuded light golden vitality and surged forward with great momentum. Hannan underground was not extremely messy. When he fled, he was already humming jargon quickly.
"Go to hell!"
Ling Feng smashed through like a meteor, breaking all the surrounding trees!
"It's not that easy! Magic Shield!"
Just when Ling Feng was about to hit him behind him, Han Nan suddenly turned around and shouted loudly. A huge white shield appeared in front of him, and the shield completely covered the opponent's body behind him.
"Boom!!"
A huge explosion of abilities resounded in the forest, scaring away countless birds and beasts nearby. The area where the explosion was made was filled with smoke, and no one could see clearly what was going on inside.
"Damn it! Just a magic shield can block the momentum and sharpness of the Phantom Thorn? What a dream!" Ling Feng patted the dust on his body, came to Han Nan who was lying on the ground, and held it with a dagger.
He said with a cold voice in his throat.
"You, if you kill me, Tianshan Sect will not let you go!"
Han Nan used the magic shield to hold him down, but he was still seriously injured. The sharpness of the phantom thorn was by no means comparable to ordinary technical tools. The moment Han Nan fell to the ground, he realized that the young man in front of him had extremely terrifying cultivation skills.
Practice talent and murderous aura.
"Huh! That's ridiculous. Even if I let you go, Zhu Tian and the people from the Tianshan Sect will not let me go. Do you think I'm stupid?!" Lingfeng had heard about the relationship between Zhu Tian and the Tianshan Sect.
He had already guessed the identity of the man in front of him based on the battle just now, and he knew Zhu Tian's viciousness and deception. No matter what he did now, he would kill him, so he sneered.
"You!..." Han Nan's pale face suddenly turned livid, and a flash of despair flashed in his eyes. Originally, if he didn't cause this trouble with his own talent, he would be able to achieve great things in the future. Now...
Ling Feng showed no mercy and stabbed Han Nan hard on his neck, ending Han Nan's life.
"Damn, I'm really in trouble now. One Zhu Tian has already made me anxious, and now there is another Tianshan Sect, which is the second largest sect in the Holy Treasure Empire. It seems that I will return to the Holy Treasure Empire in the future.
Be careful!" Although Ling Feng said this, there was already infinite murderous intention in his heart.
Ling Feng thought to himself that he was ready to fight now. He had offended the Tianshan Sect anyway, so he was not afraid of being beaten twice. If he could not destroy Zhu Tian for a day, he would not be a free man for a day. He remembered that when he killed Zhu Li that day, he was slapped by the opponent.
How could you forget the pain of being beaten half to death!
"Anyone who wants to destroy me, Ling Feng, must die!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth and said a harsh word, with a cold look in his eyes.
When the orange star set in the west, Ling Feng had already returned to Qianjing Technology Shop.
"Little brother! May I ask who you are..."
The anxious Liu Yuemo had already prepared dinner and was sitting in the hall waiting. The door of Qianjing Technical Equipment Shop had not been opened in the past two days. Lingfeng jumped over the wall and entered the hall. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Liu Yuemo standing in front of the table.
When she wanted to pretend to have a low voice, she realized that her cloak was in tatters and her face was completely exposed. Liu Yuemo looked at Ling Feng in surprise and was speechless...
"Little brother, are you Brother Ling?" Liu Yuemo suddenly understood when she saw the phantom thorns on Ling Feng's waist. She looked at Ling Feng who was like a beggar with surprise and joy, and shouted.
"Uh... that... I've already killed him... but I'm afraid everyone will have to avoid it these days..." Ling Feng was a little embarrassed that his identity was exposed like this, so he changed the subject.
"Are you injured? Let me see..." Liu Yuemo's eyes never left Ling Feng's body. Especially when she saw the handsome young man's face, the inexplicable good feeling in her heart suddenly doubled. When she heard Ling Feng speak,
Somewhat embarrassed, I couldn't help but asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Miss Liu, don't worry. Is Brother Liu finished?" Ling Feng took a breath, nodded, and said calmly.