If normal fighting involves the use of weapons, then Feng Li's first few attacks were equivalent to directly hitting the opponent with metal blanks.
It is said that there was a rich man who had a table leg at home that was short. He could have repaired it at a high price or even bought a new table, but instead he placed a gold ingot under the table leg.
You must know that one gold ingot is fully capable of buying hundreds of tables. Even the most expensive green ironwood table is enough to buy several tables, but he just used gold ingots to pad the legs of the table.
Is this rich man stupid? I don't think so. He just used this way to show off his wealth.
But Feng Li's situation was completely different. At this time, a large amount of the power of rules was forcibly poured into his body. As a result, when Feng Li fought, he directly threw out the power of rules intact.
This is like having a gun, which is not used to stab the enemy, but is used to hit the enemy with the stick. There is a long knife in the hand, which is not used to cut people, but to hit them with the blade.
The purpose of the rich man was to show off his wealth, but Fengli was just a prodigal. On the one hand, it was blessed by the power of external rules for the first time. With these extra powers, it didn't know how to use them.
In addition, the power of law that initially poured into his body from the light pillar was so huge that Fengli instantly felt that his body was approaching its limit. Therefore, Fengli released the attack in a hurry, eager to destroy the excessive energy in his body.
The full power of rules is vented.
In addition to the above two reasons, Feng Li casually mobilized the power of rules to block the ghost's attack. There was no need to adjust his breath after that, and he immediately launched the power of rules attack again, thus directly suppressing the ghost.
Going down, Feng Li felt a sense of elation and joy.
The ghost has mobilized all its strength to defend, but Fengli's attack rhythm is too fast, so fast that it is overwhelmed. Just after resisting the opponent's attack, the subsequent attack will come immediately. It feels as if the ghost is facing two people at the same time.
Even three Fengli.
The ghost was able to barely block one attack, but the second attack without stopping was unable to completely resist it. When the third attack came, the ghost had no choice but to use his body to resist.
If it weren't for the power of soul and rules, they cooperated very well with each other, and the body of the bird it took was already extremely strong, so even though it was injured, it wouldn't be in immediate danger of life.
For Feng Li, now is the time to settle old and new grudges. Although Feng Li made a mistake when he was young, his parents would not have lost their lives if the ghost in front of him had not broken in.
He will not have his bloodline blocked.
And just when he was fighting, he was constantly attacked by the opponent and suffered both physical and psychological torture. He had already reached the point of taking his own life.
Now that he was finally able to completely reverse the situation, Feng Li vented his accumulated hatred and anger mercilessly towards the ghost.
When he first received the blessing of the power of rules on his body, Feng Li was in a state of extreme agitation and excitement, so he had no rules when attacking, and the use of the power of rules was obviously insufficient, resulting in waste.
However, with the continuous attacks, after beating the ghost to an abnormal state, Feng Li also got over the excitement and excitement at the beginning, and he himself became a little calmer.
At this time, Feng Li gradually realized how much power of rules he had wasted, and the large amount of power of rules that he had initially poured into his body was about to be squandered in the blink of an eye.
Feng Li calmed down again, and when he took action again, he had already begun to try to control this part of the external power of rules.
It's just that after all, the power of these rules is not condensed by oneself. After all, it will still feel a little unfamiliar when controlled, and it will not be as easy to control as one's own strength. But these are just small problems.
With the blessing of this part of the power, it is sure to suppress the ghost until it is killed.
Feng Li, who launched the attack, now secretly felt the power of rules in his body, and even he couldn't help but call himself "a prodigal".
Just after seven or eight consecutive attacks, Feng Li had already consumed a large amount of the power of rules that he had injected for the first time. If it were not for the subsequent injection of power of rules, all of it would have been consumed by now.
Fortunately, the seven-color light pillar above his head is continuously injecting the power of rules downwards into Feng Li's body. Although not as much as the initial influx, Feng Li will always have the advantage as long as the injection continues.
status.
At first, Fengli was a little unfamiliar with controlling the power of these external rules, but as it continued to use this part of the power of rules, it gradually became more proficient. In this way, with the same power of rules, it could
Burst out a more powerful attack.
With the power of rules from outside, coupled with the power of rules condensed by Feng Li's mobilization of his own beast energy, the ghost was beaten to pieces under his attack. Countless wings were broken, blood splattered everywhere during the attack, and a large amount of
The precious soul power was also bombarded during the attack.
If the situation was better, the ghost could still manage to quickly gather the soul power back into its own body. But now it is overwhelmed by Feng Li's continuous attacks, and it has no energy to take care of the soul power that flew out.
Already.
Yin Wuliu, who was about to be blown in because the ghost was knocked away, was avoiding it with lingering fear. However, he suddenly discovered the soul power flying out of the ghost's body.
Yin Wuliu was originally worried about the sudden turn of events, and was even more worried that Zuo Feng would take advantage of the ghost's bad situation to deal with him. However, after seeing those soul powers, he temporarily put all other worries behind him.
His eyes were fixed on the emanating soul power, and there was a light shining in Yin Wuliu's eyes. It was a kind of suppressed excitement and excitement, and at the same time, he was vaguely worried about gains and losses.
In fact, the change in the battle situation between Youhun and Fengli will not have a great impact on him, because no matter it is Fengli or Youhun, the victorious side will not let him go. As for these two guys, if they can die together, it will be better.
That's great, but even if something like a miracle really happened, another unknown human boy would not let him go.
Therefore, Yin Wuliu has been worried about his situation, and he even feels that he is always shrouded in the shadow of death.
Although Yin Wuliu thought of tampering with the ghost's main soul, there were considerable difficulties and problems in doing so. If he hadn't thought of other ways, Yin Wuliu wouldn't have stared at the ghost.
Just now, the ghost was directly knocked away, and Yin Wuliu, who was hiding behind, almost died. Although he was lucky enough to survive, the blow to him was not small.
Just when he was feeling extremely desperate, the soul power floating out of the ghost's body rekindled his nearly extinguished flame of hope.
'Now that it's come to this, what do I have to worry about? The situation is already so bad, how can it get worse? Let it go, life or death, I'll fight it this time!'
Yin Wuliu's eyes flickered slightly, and his face became slightly distorted. He was like a beast forced into a desperate situation, and he had already made up his mind.
Although his injuries have not yet recovered, Yin Wuliu moved slightly and quickly approached Feng Li.
Now, just by approaching Feng Li, he would take a huge risk, because now the ghost is the one who is passively beaten, and the collision of various rules and soul powers is also near the ghost, and even
Erupted on the ghost's body.
At this time, Zuo Feng approached and was easily affected, but he had no choice. He had to fight for his life if he wanted to survive.
When Yin Wuliu approached, the aftermath of several attacks flew past not far from Yin Wuliu. Yin Wuliu could even feel the tingling pain coming from his skin. If the aftermath of the explosion of those rules
, it is simply unimaginable what kind of consequences it would have if it fell directly on one's own body.
However, Yin Wuliu did not flinch at all. He no longer had the qualifications to retreat or escape. He could only continue to move forward.
Suddenly, several consecutive explosions appeared not far in front of him. The aftermath of the explosion suddenly spread outward, this time in a wide range, and Yin Wuliu had no time to escape.
In this space, let alone flying in the air, even if you want to jump high, you can't do it. Not only Yin Wuliu can't do it, but the strongest Feng Li and Youhun here can't do it either.
Faced with this situation, Yin Wuliu gritted his teeth with a ferocious expression and fell down suddenly. He had no other choice. Yin Wuliu lying on the ground was actually like an ostrich with his head stuck in the sand.
, leave your destiny to God.
It was as if a strong wind blew over his head, and Yin Wuliu felt waves of coolness passing by, followed by waves of burning pain.
But Feng Li could no longer care about the pain, and he had no time to be happy that he had survived by chance. After feeling the energy sweeping through his body, he rushed out desperately, and there was a group of ghosts not far ahead.
The soul power flowing out is slowly dissipating.
Although he was injured, Yin Wuliu couldn't care less and used his speed to the extreme.
When he came to the dissipating soul power, he raised a hand, including his entire arm, and now there was spiritual energy flowing on the skin.
The moment the palm came into contact with the black soul power, the soul power penetrated directly into the palm. Then the blood vessels on the skin of the arm began to gradually turn black, and the black color climbed up along the blood vessels.
Although Yin Wuliu's face was full of pain, his eyes were full of excitement and excitement.