Chapter 380: Tooth for tooth, injury for injury
"Dark Devil Technique!"
Li Gongping used his secret technique, and his aura surged by three points again, reaching the strength of half a step into the Earth Soul Realm.
Ling Tian's power forced him to pay attention to it. Although they only exchanged one blow, the knife in Ling Tian's hand made him feel a slight threat of death.
As the core elder of the Black Demon Palace, Li Gongping has practiced the Black Demon Art to a very high level. Not only will the side effects be minimal after being used, but the amplified spiritual energy will also be very pure.
For Ling Tian, this was a rare tough battle. Such an evenly matched life and death battle often greatly contributed to the improvement of sword skills and strength.
Lu Feng and Gu Lingling were waiting nervously. They could vaguely hear some sounds of fighting in Guojian Restaurant, and they could imagine the fierce scene of the battle.
Ling Tian and Li Gongping fought for more than half an hour, and the sword power of both sides began to slow down a bit, but their condition was still at a very high level, and each of them only suffered minor injuries.
A group of Black Demon Palace disciples were surrounded. As the fight between the two deepened, the encirclement quietly expanded a lot. In a battle of this level, with their strength, they would die if they interfered. Even if they got close, they would be affected.
It wasn't until the battle between the two slowed down that the Black Demon Palace disciples began to make moves, waiting for an opportunity to take action, thinking of helping their elder to kill Ling Tian.
Seeing a group of disciples from the Black Demon Palace approaching, Ling Tian's eyes flashed coldly, and murderous intent emerged.
"Thousands of men—cut horizontally!"
Ling Tian's sword power suddenly changed, and he displayed one of the few sword techniques he had learned.
One man is in charge, no one can open it!
This move of "Thousands of Men Cutting Horizontally" was learned by Ling Tian from a book of Five Elements Grade Sword Techniques that he accidentally obtained. It is quite unstoppable when he performs it.
Ling Tian attaches great importance to sword skills, and there are not many noble spirits. Although there are many sword skills recorded in the Five Elements Grade Skills, he only learned this one move, because other sword skills are It seemed to him that it was full of flaws.
A layer of golden energy covered the blade, and Ling Tian's whole body circled half a circle. A wave of sword intent came from his heart, and the sword's power was like a circle and a wave, rushing towards the surroundings crazily.
The Black Demon Palace disciples who were just about to approach Ling Tian were instantly chopped several meters away, fell to the ground and howled, and the encirclement was shattered in an instant.
There was a trace of fear on Li Gongping's face. As a swordsman, he understood how exhausted the body and mind were after more than an hour of high-intensity fighting, but Ling Tian looked extremely different, and he seemed to be getting braver as he fought. , the aura emanating from his body became more and more terrifying.
The murderous intent was even greater than before.
Li Gongping began to feel uneasy. With a wave of his hand, he took out the messenger fireworks specially made by the Black Devil Palace, threw them into the air, and began to ask for support from other elders.
He was afraid that if he continued to fight, something might happen to him.
Seeing a gorgeous flower blooming in the gloomy sky, Ling Tian's face condensed, and the rhythm of his attack increased again, with every move and move being a life-threatening gesture.
Tooth for tooth, injury for injury.
How could Li Gongping withstand such a desperate attack? Not to mention that he was already very tired from the fierce battle. Even in his prime, it would be difficult to completely block Ling Tian's desperate attack.
This isn't a competition with swordsmanship, it's just a bet on whose life is tougher!
Li Gongping felt guilty. Although he was somewhat sure that he would be able to catch Ling Tian's slash and retaliate, he was not sure that he would not be injured. He would never accept a fight in which injuries were exchanged for injuries.
In Li Gongping's heart, he was an elder of a sect and his status was so valuable. How could he be willing to fight for his life with a soul hunter who licked blood from his sword and treated his life like a piece of grass?
As long as the other elders arrive, they can join forces to kill Ling Tian.
Li Gongping's idea was good, but it had already been plotted by Lu Feng and others, and the ambush he and Gu Lingling had finally worked.
Less than half a stick of incense after the signal fireworks bloomed, a group of people rushed from the street where Lu Feng was.
"It seems I'm pretty lucky," Gu Lingling smiled slightly. She looked at the swirling dust on Lu Feng's side in the distance, and knew that the support from the Black Demon Palace had chosen his path.
According to the plan, after Gu Lingling confirmed that there was no abnormal movement on his side, he began to rush towards Lu Feng to help him block the support from the Black Demon Palace.
Lu Feng was sitting on the eaves of an inn, looking at the disciples of the Black Demon Palace below who were walking quickly and in a hurry, and raised his hand to lay out the One Yuan Silk Array.
A crisp chant sounded, and the next moment, a huge humanoid puppet jumped up and blocked the middle of the road, blocking all the people from the Black Demon Palace.
The one who came to support from the Black Demon Palace was led by a fat middle-aged man with the strength of the Five Elements and Three Qi realms. His face was full of fat and his head was as big as a wine vat. He was running all the way. The flesh of his body moved up and down like waves.
But his breathing was very steady, not like the fat man's breathlessness when he was tired.
"Fat-headed butcher?" Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, sat in the inn and looked up and down. He recognized the leader, and immediately controlled the puppet to launch an attack without ceremony.
The little puppet, which was supposed to be condensed in the palm of his left hand and commanded by his right hand, was severely injured and his right arm was destroyed. Lu Feng made slight changes to the entire formation.
At this moment, the position of the palm puppet that controlled the puppet also moved from the left to the right.
Lu Feng held the little spirit puppet with his right hand, and controlled the spirit energy with his left hand, calmly letting the spirit puppet blocking the way under the inn perform different moves according to his instructions.
The fat-headed butcher examined the roadblock puppet, and paused for a moment as he glanced at its severed arm.
"Such a broken formation soldier?" The fat-headed butcher had a hint of disdain on his face, especially when he saw that the long sword held in the remaining left hand of the spirit puppet was extremely inferior. It was not even considered a spiritual product. He couldn't bear it. He laughed.
Since the formation soldiers must be controlled by someone!
The fat butcher slowly raised his fat head and found Lu Feng, who was leaning on the eaves of the inn.
"You guys, go and get rid of him," the fat-headed butcher raised his fat arms and shouted to the three men standing behind him.
Lu Feng watched the three Black Demon Palace disciples move, his expression calm and without any disturbance. He raised his sword finger with his left hand and pointed it horizontally towards the spirit puppet held in the palm of his right hand.
Immediately, the spirit puppet blocking the fat-headed butcher in the corridor started to move. His long sword was unsheathed and moved horizontally. As his figure swayed, all three Black Demon Palace disciples who were moving stopped.
A faint bloodstain appeared on their necks. The bloodstains had been condensed by the sword energy, but had not yet been broken by the blood surging inside.
After a breath, the three disciples fell to the ground.
Blood gushes out and dyes the land red. The fat-headed butcher was completely shocked. Although most of his attention was on Lu Feng just now, with his strength, he could sense the movement around him even with his eyes closed. However, he did not notice the puppet's murderous movements at all. See clearly.
Fast, too fast.
"How can you use the sword so fast with your left hand?!"
The fat-headed butcher's eyes had changed when he looked at Lu Feng, from disdain to fear.
"Who is your Majesty? Why are you blocking the road?" the fat-headed butcher asked with a hint of caution.
Lu Feng sneered in his heart, now he knows how to ask people? If he didn't have such strength, he might have died in the hands of those disciples.
The sword finger of his left hand flips, spiritual energy surges, and he controls the puppet in his palm with precision.
"Suddenly..."
A sound of breaking wind sounded.
The fat-headed butcher looked at the spirit puppet who drew his sword again, not daring to be careless at all. His breath suddenly froze, and a blast of energy shook away the air-piercing sword thrust by the spirit puppet.
The fat all over the fat-headed butcher's body stagnated in an instant, gathering together as if being squeezed by a huge force, forming extremely weird "muscles".
This is the body-control skill he has practiced, and the stagnant fat on his body is his best defensive armor.
"Rose, rinse, rinse~"
Ling Puppet's long sword exuded fierce sword energy, but the fat-headed butcher was able to withstand it with only his physical body's defense. Apart from his clothes being cut open, he was not injured at all.
A strange look flashed across Lu Feng's face. Although he had known that the fat-headed butcher had a lot of martial arts skills, he didn't expect him to be so tyrannical.
The sword power unleashed by the spirit puppet is enough to break through the spiritual energy defense of an ordinary five-element and one-qi realm soul master, but at the moment, it can't even break through the physical defense of the fat-headed butcher.
"The long sword in the hand of the puppet is still too weak, and the power of the sword is limited."
The formation plate of the One-Yuan Silk Formation was already damaged. Although Lu Feng had repaired it, it was still difficult for the broken spirit puppet to control the weapon containing spiritual power. There was a risk of the spirit destroying the body. Therefore, Lu Feng only chose an ordinary long sword for it.
After the fat-headed butcher felt that the puppet's strength could not break through his defense, he laughed wildly. Two short and thick butcher knives appeared in his hands and slashed at the long sword in the puppet's hand.
It looked very much like those butchers in the vegetable market who gave it a full blow when they were chopping pork.
The fat-headed butcher's short butcher's knife is made of psychic fine iron and has reached the Five Elements level. It is easier for the Five Elements to harmonize and exert its power. If this knife hits, the long sword in the puppet's hand will inevitably break.
Lu Feng naturally sensed that Linggu was no match for the Fat-Headed Butcher, so he immediately dodged. His purpose today was not to kill the people coming for support, he could just hold them back.
Lu Feng controlled the spirit puppet and chose to avoid the battle. Instead of fighting the fat-headed butcher head-on, he bypassed the fat figure and rushed towards the disciples of the Black Demon Palace behind him.
The spirit puppet could not break through the Fat-headed Butcher's defense, but it was more than enough to deal with these disciples of the Black Demon Palace who were only at the Condensing Plate and Condensing Core levels.
When the fat-headed butcher saw this, he was furious and followed Ling Ou away.
Unfortunately, speed is his weakest area, and he cannot stop the spirit puppet at all.
In order to delay time, Lu Feng did not control the puppets to kill the disciples of the Black Demon Palace. Instead, he chose to wander among the crowd, stabbing a few swords from time to time, creating a fighting situation.
