When Wan Long felt that death was approaching, he immediately became vigilant.
"How can it be?"
Pei Feng's breath in front did not change at all. The premonition of the sudden intensification of the crisis came from the rear.
"Tang Wanxin?"
A wave of anger rushed into Wanlong's heart. His eyes fell on Chu Feng.
Since Chu Feng appeared on the battlefield, the entire battle situation has gradually become passive. The Thirteenth Hall has been restraining the Xingkui Thirteen Swords, seemingly to help Chu Feng destroy the Tianyan Sect, but Chu Feng's purpose is exactly the same as Pei Feng's.
Thinking about it carefully, Chu Feng has never done anything hostile to Pei Feng except for throwing out a blood kill order. And Pei Feng's men did not show the slightest hostility towards Thirteenth Hall.
"Are you in the same group?"
Wan Long squeezed out a few words through his teeth. In an instant, a lot of information burst out in Wanlong's mind.
Pei Feng, Chu Feng.
They are the same age, have similar cultivation levels, and have learned the same way of water. Could it be said that all of this is a coincidence?
Wan Long has not figured out what kind of connection there is between Chu Feng of the Poison Snake Valley and Pei Feng of the Love Valley. But now he can conclude that Chu Feng is an enemy rather than a friend!
"You are so brave!" Wan Long shouted angrily. Kill directly behind you.
Of course Tang Wanxin no longer hides it. with full force.
Tang Wanxin is only one step away from entering the middle stage of divine transformation, and combined with the sacred weapon in her hand, she can temporarily block Wanlong's retreat. In addition, in order to keep Wan Long here, she directly used the methods of the ghost world monks.
In an instant, Tang Wanxin's whole body was filled with yin energy, and she seemed to have turned into a life-threatening ghost. The power of the domain around her is extremely special, with a ghostly aura, like a netherworld. It's chilling.
"Sister, from now on, you'd better not use this method from the ghost world."
The butcher joked, and a huge demon king appeared behind him.
He slashed out with his sword, and there was a special aura surrounding the sword.
Wan Long threw out a magical power and easily blocked the butcher's knife, but his brows were tightly knitted. Because Wan Long discovered that his magical power seemed to have been absorbed by the butcher just now?
Absorption and resistance are two completely different concepts. His magical power contained his own Taoist understanding, and his Taoism not only did not increase the power of the magical power, but became the nourishment for the butcher's knife, how could this not shock Wanlong.
"What kind of skill is this?" A name immediately flashed in Wanlong's mind - the magic-transforming demon, Yang Lou!
It is said that the demon Yang Lou specializes in a kind of magic power that transforms humans into human beings. The butcher's technique just now was extremely weird, it seemed to be that kind of magic technique.
"You all hide it so deeply!" Wan Long was furious.
He didn't expect that one of his subordinates who had been with him for hundreds of years was from the demon sect and the other was from the ghost world. But today, they dare to attack themselves and want their own lives.
"Why?" Wan Long asked through gritted teeth.
No one answered his words, and Pei Feng's extremely sharp sword energy had completely enveloped Wanlong.
Bandung was under siege. The attacks from others were unable to cause substantial damage to him, but the sacred weapon in Tang Wanxin's hand and the Zhenwu sword in Pei Feng's hand made it difficult for him to take care of himself.
Facing the crisis of life and death, the energy in Wanlong Immortal Palace exploded.
He pushed the killing field to its limit regardless of the cost. This made it impossible for the monks on Pei Feng's side to get close.
Tianwu, Venerable Dali, and Qi Daozi all retreated. That's not their kind of fight.
Lan Ruoyun instantly casts magic spells in the distance, constantly interfering with Wanlong's rhythm of attacks. In an instant, the Thirteenth Hall formed an encirclement on Wanlong, suppressing Wanlong.
Soon Pei Feng's Zhenwu swordsmanship once again broke through Wanlong's killing field.
"You white-eyed wolves. You beasts!" Wan Long yelled.
Finally, Wan Long once again set his sights on Chu Feng.
"It's you! This is all your plan. Chu Feng, who are you!"
"I am the one who wants to kill you. Remember, if you go to the Netherworld, you must say sorry to the gods."
After Chu Feng finished speaking, he formed a seal with his hands. He actually used his spatial magical power again.
He had been accumulating strength for this move for a long time.
Just now Chu Feng’s fairy palace has dried up. But in a very short period of time, he had recovered enough soul power to use this move.
He took the elixir. Eat a lot.
The strong medicinal properties burst several meridians in Chu Feng's body. But he had to do this in order to keep Bandung. This is God-killing, and of course he has to pay some price.
After Chu Feng used this move, the space stopped. His body plummeted. Already passed out. The energy that the elixir boosted for him didn't even have time to be transformed, so he released it all at once. This kind of fighting method is fatal to the body's load.
At that moment, Tang Wanxin, Butcher and Lan Ruoyun swooped down quickly. The three of them disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye with Chu Feng's falling body. In this battle, everything Thirteenth Hall had to do was completed.
Previously, the Thirteen Halls took action at the same time for two purposes.
The first is to anger Wan Long and make him consume his body and soul power regardless of the consequences.
The second is to buy time for Chu Feng to charge up his magical power of spatial stillness. It is too difficult to kill a mid- to late-stage great monk. Even if they join forces to besiege, they will never be able to retain Bandung. During the battle in Tongyou Valley, monks from the three sects surrounded Qian Yao several times, but in the end they could not keep her.
When Wan Long was pushed to the last moment, he must have a way to escape. The only way to keep Wanlong alive is through the magical power of space. "Taikoo Tianjie" is the most heaven-defying existence.
Wanlong was 100 certain that Pei Feng would never be able to use the space stillness technique again. So he was defenseless. Due to his rage, he used magical powers in succession and consumed more than half of his soul power. There is no ability to get rid of this magical power in an instant.
The moment Wan Long's body was frozen. The will of death enveloped the whole body. Only then did he realize that he had made a fatal mistake. He forgot one thing, Chu Feng also knows "Taikoo Tianjie"!
It was at this moment that Wan Long also saw through a shocking fact.
Chu Feng and Pei Feng are basically the same person!
Three seconds. Wanlong is confident that he will be able to untie the space constraints in three seconds.
It's a pity that these three seconds of stillness will be the last three seconds of his life!
The Zhenwu sword in Pei Feng's hand disappeared. The moment before Chu Feng took action, Pei Feng restrained all his aura.
In the Demon Palace, Ling'er pushed the power of the five elements in the three-eyed hurricane to the extreme.
The moment Wan Long's body froze, Pei Feng's body also disappeared. In its place was a shocking giant sword that exuded colorful divine light.
This is not a true martial sword, but Pei Feng's Five Elements True Body - the Sun-Splitting Divine Sword, which is the most original power in his demon palace.
If you look closely, there is a small dagger at the tip of the Sun-Splitting Divine Sword. This small dagger is a real weapon made by Chu Feilong himself for Pei Feng. However, it is coated with a real divine sword body, which is indestructible! Pei Feng once used this dagger to pierce an immortal weapon.
It was this small dagger that plunged Wanlong into endless despair. He could feel a heaven-destroying power from the real dagger.
After a long second passed, Pei Feng moved.
The small dagger pierced Wan Long's body like a ray of light.
Wanlong's body-protecting light shield was as thin as cicada wings in front of the small dagger.
The small dagger continuously pierced Wanlong's protective light shield. Finally passed through his body. All this happens in just a moment. Bandung didn't even feel the slightest pain.
And right behind the small dagger was a shocking giant sword. The giant sword penetrated through the small opening of the light shield.
"Click" twice.
Wanlong's protective light shields all exploded.
When this shocking sword came to Wan Long, three seconds had passed. But it was too late.
This seven-colored divine sword, with its vast power, penetrated into Wanlong's body.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
then. Wan Long's body exploded.
Blood spilled high into the sky.
His soul did not fly out.
Mrs. Qian and Zhenwu Sword can still hurt people's soul, let alone the innate artifact?
Under this sword, Wanlong's soul disintegrated even faster than his body.
A great monk who had been famous for many years died. Fallen under Pei Feng's sword.
