boom!
No one expected that the Lingyan Sect would suddenly intervene, and the eighth-level Spiritual King Mo Feng would take action without any warning! Hua Qingyun could only bite the bullet and resist. However, after repeated battles, Hua Qingyun's spiritual energy was consumed a lot, and he was still injured. How could he withstand Mo Feng's attack!
Sure enough, after more than a dozen moves, Mo Feng knocked back Hua Qingyun with a palm. The power of the eighth-level spirit king carried a dark force into Hua Qingyun's body. Immediately, Hua Qingyun was injured more and his face turned pale.
In just a short moment, due to Mo Feng's strong intervention, the situation reversed again, and the advantage completely tilted towards the camp of the Great Fenghuang Palace. Moreover, Hua Qingyun was seriously injured, and no one could compete with Mo Feng, not even the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce. The President is no match for Mo Feng.
On the other side, Huo Zheng, who was fighting Feng Zhi, also noticed the battle situation at Hua Qingyun. His old face looked gloomy. Today's battle has gone further and further off the track. At this point, could it be his Did you make the wrong choice...
Whoosh!
After Elder Mo Feng of Lingyan Sect seriously injured Hua Qingyun, he suddenly turned around and joined Fengzhi's battlefield at an extremely fast speed. When an eighth-level spirit king attacked, Huo Zheng didn't even hold back a move, and he jumped out of the void. After being knocked down, his breath suddenly became weak, as if he had suffered serious internal injuries.
"Hahaha, old man Huo Zheng, I asked you to meddle in your own business. This is the consequence for you. You bring it upon yourself!" Feng Zhi, who was standing in the void, suddenly laughed. He had not yet understood why Lingyan Sect came to help. , but no matter what, he was extremely happy at this time, and it seemed that the arrogance he had been holding back was finally vented!
"Little thief! Who else is going to help you now? Your death has come!" Feng Zhi stopped laughing and suddenly turned to Yu Wenlei below, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Afterwards, Feng Zhi stepped on the void and approached Yu Wen Lei step by step. He kept crushing him with his momentum. In his heart, he would never give up until Yu Wen Lei was shattered to pieces.
"Brother..."
"Brother..."
In the crowd in the direction of Qijue Sect, Zhuo Biao and Gu Yu couldn't help but feel a little panic. At this point, it was difficult for them to escape, but the most dangerous one was Yu Wen Lei. The Imperial Palace had the intention of killing Yu Wen Lei. Heart. The two of them jumped forward, and were about to go over and advance and retreat together with Yu Wenlei, but Yu Wenlei shouted back.
"You two, don't come here!" Yu Wenlei looked directly at Feng Zhi, who was coming out of the air. His unyielding will allowed him to stand upright under the aura of the fifth-level spiritual king. The next moment, an astonishing evil aura spread out from his body. "Old dog Fengzhi, I, Yuwenlei, have always relied on myself!"
"Ah...ah..."
Yu Wenlei tried his best to communicate with the big knife in the stone lock space. He endured the erosion pain of a powerful force, and the evil spirit emanating from his body became more and more terrifying. Seeing this, Feng Zhi actually stopped in the void. He looked at Yu Wenlei in surprise.
"This little thief is so evil..."
"Idiot, take action!" The moment Feng Zhi paused, Elder Mo Feng of the Lingyan Sect behind him cursed without mercy. Then, Mo Feng walked directly past Feng Zhi and faced Looking at Yu Wenlei below, he slapped him with his palm!
Feng Zhi froze in place, and then realized that he was affected. He didn't care about being scolded, but he was even more impressed by Mo Feng's methods.
Buzz... The attack of the eighth-level spiritual king fell from the void. Below him was just a young man of the third level of the Linggang Realm. Facing such an attack, he would probably be wiped out on the spot...
However, Yu Wenlei has not given up yet. This is the second time he is about to use the big knife. At this moment, he seems to be affected by the evil spirit, and there is a feeling of excitement in his blood!
"Blue Devil Heavy Sword, come out!"
Yu Wenlei shouted loudly, and suddenly, a dark blue sword finally appeared. Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and darkness fell! Starting from the Great Feng Palace as the center, the night spread instantly, and the entire Great Feng and even the neighboring countries to the east were shrouded in darkness.
In the distance, the Eighteen Golden Monk and Feng Qingyuan, who were fighting fiercely, were also frightened. They stopped fighting temporarily and looked over in horror.
This scene... is very familiar! Everyone present had the impression that just over a year ago, such a strange scene occurred in Da Feng, and now, they witnessed with their own eyes that the source of this scene turned out to be Yu Wen Lei, or the sword in Yu Wen Lei's hand Stirring up the heaven and earth!
In the dark night, everyone was blind, and the most dazzling thing was the dark blue broadsword. Suddenly, the broadsword swung down, and the dark blue luster of the sword cut through the sky, smashing the fallen huge palm print into pieces, and the remaining The momentum also swept towards Elder Mo Feng...
"not good!"
Elder Mo Feng showed panic for the first time. He gritted his teeth and activated a powerful black spiritual power. In this dark night, few people saw the clues, but Yu Wenlei recognized it at a glance. This was his bloodline. The most resistant magic power!
boom!
The powerful magic energy stirred in front of Mo Feng, and the dark blue sword light came instantly. The power of this sword made the eighth-level spiritual king's spiritual power seem like paper, and he was split into two halves in the blink of an eye. .
Chi...
At this time, Elder Mo Feng had already retreated hundreds of feet away, but he still did not escape the sword! Tat-tat-tat... blood kept dripping from the void, and his old body was left with a deep knife wound from his shoulder to his abdomen. A strange and evil force invaded his body. All the ribs were chopped off.
puff! Mo Feng swayed in the void, finally lost his balance and fell down. When he fell to the ground, his eyes turned white and he fainted...
"Hiss... this... this is impossible!" Feng Zhi looked at Mo Feng in a daze, vaguely sensing that this mysterious eighth-level spiritual king was on the verge of life and death after the sword blow.
Before Feng Zhi had time to think, he suddenly felt a murderous intention locking on him, and he couldn't help but shudder! That's right, if Mo Feng of Lingyan Sect hadn't struck first, the knife would have fallen on him, right? Even the eighth level spiritual king can't stop him, then he...
But it was too late to say anything at this time. Yu Wenlei gritted his teeth and raised the Blue Demon Heavy Knife again. Under the dark blue luster, he could faintly see a lot of blood oozing out of his skin, but he didn't notice it at all.
"Fengzhi old dog, die!"
"no no!"
Feng Zhi didn't dare to face the sword, so he activated his movement skills, turned around and fled in the void, but he still took a step slower and escaped nearly a thousand feet. His body was annihilated by the dark blue sword light, and he could only hear A scream echoed in the dark night.
Gudu... After a while, I heard the sound of someone swallowing saliva. Although those who were still watching the battle couldn't see each other's expressions clearly, they could imagine...
"Dead, Feng Zhi is dead!" I don't know who said it, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves. After careful inspection, Feng Zhi's breath was indeed gone.
The helmsman of the Grand Imperial Palace, the fifth-level spiritual king, fell into the hands of a young man... (To be continued.)
