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Chapter 166: Beheading the Alchemist

Chapter 166 Killing the King of Refining

Zhu Tian's wrath fell, and the energy in the air fluctuated hugely. Meiying, Huo Yanyan and the people in the seventh degree space who were fighting in the distance stopped one after another, and then turned around after being alerted.

No one saw how Guo Lin used the wrath of the sky. There was only a white thunder beam that penetrated the sky and the earth in his vision, and the spider silk that had not yet disappeared appeared when the space was tearing apart. The black terrifying space crack could be seen with the naked eye.

"Ah!" A black figure roared in pain in the middle of the light column. Until the light column dissipated, his body turned black by the powerful thunder and lightning, and his body was still covered in smoke, kneeled down dejectedly. His appearance was terrible, his hair was destroyed, and the middle-grade second-level cold spirit robes on his body were destroyed by this blow, revealing the bloody and bloody body inside. A pair of bloody hands trembled and supported on the ground, which prevented him from falling down.

"Hua Huahua Hua..." The healing pill was constantly inspiring, but his injuries showed no sign of improvement, and he was still so embarrassed and unbearable. After the wrath of Zhu Tian, ​​the middle-level first-level healing pill actually failed!

It was still a little bit bad. Guo Lin thought to himself that under the rage of the King of Refining and the wrath of the Heavenly Refining, the third elder of the He family, who was at the beginning of the King of Refining, was bombarded so that there was no residue left. Not only was he still intact, but he was not dead. However, he seemed to have suffered a serious injury.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. How could he let go of such a good opportunity? With the blessing of the Inexhaustible Divine Pill, Guo Lin, who used the roar of Zhu Tian, ​​quickly recovered after the cultivation power in his meridians was temporarily exhausted. So far, he has been able to use the gust of the wind arrows that were fired at the same time.

But Guo Lin paused a little again, and he took action until his strength was restored to support the nine arrows being fired at once. "Shit..." As soon as the nine arrows came out, the energy of the air stroke attribute was pulled over again and gathered on Guo Lin's body. The sky blue light became dazzling. The nine arrows were fired at once, surpassing the attacks of all the spirit-refining powerhouses.

Kneeling on the ground, Jiang Feng's heart trembled. He thought that the Holy King Shield could block the powerful attack. But he didn't expect that the Holy King Shield was easily torn apart like a piece of paper in front of it. The energy of Zhu Tian's Wrath paused for only a few milliseconds and then fell directly on him.

He wanted to stand up, but he would not be afraid of the so-called nine arrows being fired at once. In terms of power, the power of the nine arrows the man in front of him relied on was just the same as the power of the purple demon thunder he used. However, at this moment, his heart sank - although the powerful magic "Pillar of Light" had disappeared, its destructive power remained in his body.

It’s not that the healing pill has no effect, but the healing effect of the healing pill is not as good as its destructive speed on his body. Jiang Feng doesn’t believe that there is such a domineering magic in the world, and there are still many healing pills in his body, and he feels that he can survive it.

As expected, the violent destructive power was slowly weakening. Although it was very slow, it could at least be noticed. He needed time, and he believed that he would be able to recover after a while. But will Guo Lin give him so much time?

The nine arrows were completely placed on the bow of the gust of the wind that was pulled into a full moon. The strong wind blew on Jiang Feng, who was covered in bruises, and felt a pain.

It was too late. This thought flashed out in his heart. Jiang Feng used all his strength and shouted desperately regardless of his image: "Save me. Lord Zhou save me. Elder Feng save me."

"Your opponent is me." As soon as Zhou Tianze moved his body, he was blocked by the Huo Yanyan, who had a trace of undried blood on the corner of his mouth.

Meiying blocked Feng Hao and said coldly: "You save yourself first." Although the two of them were a little weaker than each other, there was no problem with holding each other down.

In fact, in the battle just now, whether it is Meiying or Huo Yanyan, I was a little worried. With my superb combat talent, I could hold up an opponent who was one level higher than me and not defeated. However, Guo San was really too weak. How could a person who was a spiritual refining first level? Even if this spiritual refining king does not have a dragon guard, his dragon guard was also dragged down.

Huo Yanyan was a little better. After all, he had seen the move like a divine punishment by Guo Lin in the ruins of the refining king. However, Meiying had never seen it. At this time, seeing that Guo Lin had the chance to defeat and even kill the refining king, the two of them had to help him hold it back even if they fought their lives.

Because this is the hope of victory. Once Guo Lin kills the refining king first, the balance that was originally firmly suppressed will be broken. At that time, whether Guo Lin is helping Huo Yanyan or Meiying, his side's chances of winning will be greatly increased.

Guo Lin also realized this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of light shot out of his sharp eyes. He sneered, held Jian Ling's hand and let it go gently. "Cool..." The sound of breaking through the air sounded again.

But obviously, the speed of the Nine Arrows was even faster. Time slowed down, and Jiang Feng seemed to see his foot stepping into the gate of hell. "No..." The wind arrow brought out a string of blood flowers, and his shrill scream came to an abrupt end. Nine sharp arrows passed through his undefensive body.

The King of Refining, the strong King of Refining from the Central Committee of the Continent died like this, at the hands of a demon hunter who was at the beginning of the spiritual refining level. Once this news reaches the Central Committee of the Continent, it will surely cause an uproar. When will the strength of the lowly demon hunter who is regarded as inferior by them reach a level of more than a great realm to kill his opponent?

The few people who fought with Long Wei Chuxue also stood there for a moment. Jiang Feng, the elder who was regarded as a savior, died like this? Suddenly, the three of them felt sad, just like in late autumn, people stood in the cold river, with the cold wind blowing by, accompanied by the withered and yellow fallen leaves, that kind of bleakness and loneliness. Jiang Feng died, so what would be the one who greeted him?

"Swish!" When the three of them were stunned, Chuxue's sword light was like lightning, and a sword stabbed into the eyebrows of the high-level magic spirit refining spirit, and then passed through the back of their heads. The latter groaned and fell to the ground.

"There are two more." Guo Lin said coldly, recalling the shot of the wind arrow, pulling out six pieces, and putting them on the string. He needs to eliminate the remaining two people as quickly as possible, and then help the others. The speed of the Inexhaustible Divine Pill is recovering and refining, but it has not yet reached the level of instant recovery. The volley of six arrows is Guo Lin's full strength at present.

Zhou Tianze, who was fighting Huo Yanyan, turned red with anger. He made many promises to the sect leader Aoki, and swore that he could easily take down the Dragon Soul Circle. However, so far, the word "easy" has nothing to do with him. He died an elder at the level of refining king and dozens of disciples at the level of spirit refining. Even if he finally successfully took down the Dragon Soul Circle, the price would be too high.

Zhou Zetian was furious. He wanted the person in front of him to die. He hated himself as the King of Dharma Refining. If he was a King of Martial Refining, how could the person in front of him be so arrogant? As soon as the Lion Demon Sing came out, who can resist the same level?


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