Qin Feng has fallen into the hands of Yi Yun several times, but he believes that as long as he lives, he will have a chance!
But, will Yi Yun still give him opportunities indefinitely? Haha... The enemy, the best solution is to make him disappear...
"Do you still want to leave?" Yi Yun stretched out his hand, and in front of him, a large phantom hand grabbed Qin Feng. A huge suction force greatly slowed down Qin Feng's progress.
Yi Yun flicked his other hand, and a black blade flew past with lightning speed...
Pfft... Well! Qin Feng snorted and looked at the chest of his soul body. Something like a black knife tip protruded out. The blade of destruction penetrated through the body. Qin Feng's soul issued a
The last cry...
"Yi Yun, I curse you. I'll curse you even if I die. I won't die a happy death...ahhhh..."
Qin Feng's soul, unwilling to accept it, flew into ashes and was annihilated...
Yi Yun shook his head helplessly: "You can't see whether I die well or not. However, if you curse me to die badly, why not curse me to have no food to eat, then I will really be worse off than dead!~"
That is to say, Yi Yun, in this situation, is still idle and talkative...
"Ah..." Not far away, Jiang Fan and the White Jade Spider King were both blown away by strong energy waves. Jiang Fan shouted over there: "Junior Brother Yi Yun, if you don't come to help me, your pet and I will die."
I was really killed..."
Yi Yun hurriedly flew over and asked the White Jade Spider King to help everyone fight against the armored corpse army, while he helped Jiang Fan up.
"Senior brother, of course we can deal with this big ghost king by working together. Now I'm back! Hehe..."
"Oh! It's easy on your end. Do you know how difficult it is for me to entangle this guy?"
Yi Yun was eager to give it a try: "That's right, I also want to give it a try to see how powerful this legendary King Yan's fighting spirit is!"
"Don't underestimate the enemy!" The Phantom Sword in Jiang Fan's hand buzzed with sword sounds, and he seemed to be eager to try it.
King Yan suddenly pulled out his sword. This sword looked very familiar. Huh? Isn't this the Zhenzhou Sword? Of course, this is the real thing, not a fake made from a bone stick!
King Yan threw the Zhenzhou Sword into the sky and controlled it completely with his spiritual thoughts. In his hand, he still used his great battle ax.
"Ugh..." The big ax came towards Yi Yun and the two of them. They really didn't want to fight him. They didn't know how powerful he was. As Yi Yun got closer, he realized how terrifying this big ax of King Yan was.
The power of.
I just cast the Little Destruction Spell, which caused a lot of damage, so naturally I don’t dare to deal with it head-on!
"This guy has such strong fighting power. I wonder how his defense is?" Yi Yun asked Jiang Fan. After all, Jiang Fan had just made a few moves with King Yan.
"This guy's defense is also amazing. My Phantom Sword can't break through his armor defense at all. Look at him, he's covered in armor!"
Yi Yun secretly thought, since spiritual power is not easy to use, then he should try attacking him with spiritual thoughts...
"Psychic thorn!" A mental thorn was directed at King Yan, but something unexpected happened. King Yan just looked at it, and the mental thorn attack was eliminated invisible...
Yi Yun was stunned for a moment: "What a powerful divine will!"
Indeed, King Yan was in the royal mausoleum without seeing the light of day, and his resentment became more and more solemn. The resentment accumulated in his soul was also quite terrifying. This invisibly strengthened the power of his soul, and his divine thoughts were
It is based on the power of the soul! King Yan’s soul is strong, and his spiritual thoughts cannot be weakened...