At this time, Sister Yu Yao also seemed to hear the movement here, and they all came together. As for Bai Xiaotong, because of the severe injury, she had already rest and fell asleep.
When Sister Yu Yao arrived, she saw that Ling Feng was fighting with a disciple of a god of Tae A god, and it was startled.
"Oh my god!"
Yu Qiulin's eyes widened and exclaimed: "Yao'er, this ... what's the matter, how can Lingzi conflict with the gods of the Tai A god?"
"You ask me, who do I ask?"
Yu Yaoyao rolled his eyes, "However, this stinky boy was originally a troublesome and sophisticated tire, and it was the same everywhere. Rest assured, although this boy loves to break the disaster, but he will not be able to do it easily."
"..."
Yu Qiulin's head was dark, and he said with nothing to say: "This is not a problem with no confidence. He shouldn't provoke the Taisu family ..."
Among the three superior priests, the Taisu family may not be the strongest, but it is definitely the most revenge.
Ling Feng provoked a disciple of a god of Tae, which is tantamount to stabbing a honeycomb.
"hehe……"
Yu Yanyao smiled, and secretly said in his heart: It's more than the gods of the Tae Ah, and the relationship between him and Xue Xue is destined to have a direct contradiction with the other two great priests.
Yu Yanyao dare not think about it anymore.
If Ling Feng is really a person who has served as three superiors, then it is really no way to heaven, and there is no door to the ground.
After shaking his head, Yu Yaoyao can only pray. It is best not to be too impulsive.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Not far away, Wang Yue was still yelling at that roar, and he was like a crazy dog.
When Yu Yaoyao heard Wang Yue's voice, he frowned, "This guy hasn't died yet! It seems abominable.
Yu Yanyao tightened his fist, and he regretted it. He knew that he should be slaughtered directly before!
"Wang Yue, give me to death!"
Yu Yaoyao flew up and kicked directly to Wang Yue, and stepped on him heavy.
Wang Yue was injured, and was kicked by Yu Yaoyao, and he turned his eyes again and fainted.
Nympho
"Damn!"
Ye Huiyue was more shocked. Ling Feng's sword skills were so terrible.
He won't reserve it anymore, and the tricks are fierce. Each sword is for the purpose of killing Ling Feng.
In this field of magic, neither of them did not have swordsmanship, and there were no changes in the power of many rules. What they rely on was just pure swordsmanship. The scope was not large.
The double sword collided, between the splash of Mars, and the power of strength broke out. Ling Feng only felt the power on Ye Huijian, and it was difficult for him to fight.
In the final analysis, Ye Hui's solemn pattern is still powerful, and although the grade is absolutely not low, after all, it is just just condensed.
Moreover, the brute force that Ye Hui can perform is obviously larger than Ling Feng.
It can be seen that his magic pattern is not small to the body's increase.
If in the outside world, Ling Feng relied on the dragon elephant dominance and two thousand dragon elephant divine power, the strength is definitely enough to crush Ye Hui.
But this is the field of Fu Mo. He was actually lost to Ye Hui in the power of physical body.
"kill!"
The strong sword exploded, the sword broke the air, and the sword sword was killed.
Ye Hui killed his intention, and he did not kill Ling Feng, but Ling Feng was not so good to kill. The sword method was sharp and the response was fast.
burden.
The two looked cold, Jing Mang was circulating in the bottom of the eyes, and they were more committed to finding each other's flaws after fighting.
The air around the surroundings was crushed, the sword tied, and the terrible sword wind was stubborn. On the hard ground, left scratches on the hard ground, clearly straight, staggered.
The real master, even if all kinds of forces are suppressed and unavailable, the sword wind under the sword still has a terrible lethality.
Those onlookers around me, the more they looked, the more they were shocked.
This kind of god -patterned kid does not seem to be the weak!
Yu Qiulin also widened her eyes, her mouth widened, and she could stuff a egg.
The current Ling Feng, when Ling Feng, who was fighting with the three -headed demon snake at the beginning, is too far away.
Only Yu Yao Yao made his mouth, hugging his chest with both hands, and looked like a smile.
She saw Ling Feng, who saw the condensation of the god pattern, and killed the mutant wolf directly.
The power played by Ling Feng now is far worse than that at that time.
In other words, the power hidden in Lingfeng's body may not even know Ling Feng himself.
With some fierce battles, the battle could not be lost for a long time, and the two sides could not distinguish between the victory and defeat.
But Ling Feng has already made a bamboo.
Only to compete with Ye Hui, just to find out what is the mystery of the Sword Arts of the Tales.
And he has the means of swordsmanship.
"It's almost! It's the end!"
After the swordsmanship that lasted about half an hour, the swordsmanship of the two was almost difficult to divide, and even because of Ye Hui's magical pattern, the increase in the body made Ling Feng slightly take advantage of the wind.
But this does not mean that Ling Feng is not as good as him.
It is just that in the special environment of this magic field, Ling Feng's strength is really suppressed too much.
"Damn waste!"
Ye Hui's eyes were full of vicious colors, and she had already made a means, but she couldn't take a Lingfeng.
At this moment, Ling Feng and Ling Feng, who saw him outside the field that day, was just a two -person.
Could it be said that in his simple god pattern, what secrets are hidden?
Obviously, it is just a simple god pattern that cannot be simple.
This is impossible!
"Qiankun reversed!"
In the eyes of Ling Feng's eyes, the yin and yang fish floated, and he finally sacrificed the ability of Tianzi's eyes.
Although Qiankun's rebellion is not enough to completely affect Ye Hui, as long as the moment of the moment, it is enough.
Sure enough, under Qiankun's opposite chaos, Ye Hui was lost in the direction. Because the power of the consciousness was completely suppressed in the field of the magic field, he could not break the interference of Qiankun in an instant.
So, his sword is messy!
Ling Feng grabbed the opportunity, and a sword was cut heavy on Ye Hui's sword's arm.
Well!
The blood was splashed, and Ye Hui's entire right arm was cut off by the roots, and a scream sounded, and Ye Hui made a pig -like roar.
Ye Hui, it was defeated!
Ling Feng's eyes were cold, and a sword stabbed, and he aimed at Ye Hui's heart.
"No! Stop your hands! Stop your hands!"
Ye Hui was very horrified, and he shouted quickly, and at the same time moved his footsteps to show a magical footwork, retreating quickly, and he couldn't even care about his broken arm.