"The remnants of Kunlun Palace are hiding here!"
At the entrance of the alley, hoarse but excited voices could be heard.
In the dim town covered by dark clouds and in the pounding rain, this voice sounded like a devil's whisper, making people feel breathless.
"Boom"
Thunder and lightning roared, and in the alley, Yun Tianfeng raised his left hand and pushed back his wet hair. His eyes, as bright as stars, were half open and half closed, and he looked at the figure blocking the entrance of the alley unscrupulously.
The black cloak with exaggerated fur edges covered most of his body. In the areas that were not covered, the black demonic energy slowly spread like smoke, and then lingered around it, like a loyal guard.
It gave Yun Tianfeng the feeling that only his scarlet eyes could be clearly identified at night, just like the terrifying evil beast dormant in the darkness, which would make people's scalp numb and frightened.
"Wow!"
Yun Tianfeng's right foot suddenly made a half-circle behind him. As water splashed into the sky, his left foot slightly bent at the same time, and then he suddenly exerted force. In an instant, his body flew out like a cannonball, and he held the Qingxuan Sword and charged towards the entrance of the alley. .
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The battle was about to break out, and the protectors from the Lianxin Sect started to take action almost at the same time. The rolling demonic energy above their heads turned into seven or eight sword-bearing skeletons and flew out towards Yun Tianfeng, each with an astonishing... The lethality was so great that there was no thought of leaving any survivors.
"Uh-huh!"
Yun Tianfeng's figure flipped in the rain, and the water splashed from his clothes was like a waterfall. He was already extremely fast, and now he had internal energy in his dantian. Although he didn't know how to use it yet, it also brought bonuses, making him Its movements were even faster and more agile, and it could avoid skeletons holding knives one by one in an instant.
The moment he landed, through the blur of water droplets splashed by his shoes, he could see Yun Tianfeng's figure spinning several horizontally in mid-air and avoiding some sword-carrying skeletons one after another, approaching the Lianxin Sect. This statue seemed to be fine on the surface. In fact, the protector had been seriously injured in the battle with Tiezi and the girl.
"Qingxuan!"
The next moment, when the distance was only a few meters away, Yun Tianfeng suddenly let out a roar and used his internal energy to circulate his magic power. The Qingxuan Sword in his hand suddenly let out a loud sword chant, and then the long sword bloomed like the wind. The sword light shot out like thunder and lightning, pointing directly at the heart of the protector of the Lianxin Sect.
"Roar!"
The protector of the Lianxin Sect roared, and the black magic power surged. Skeletons with swords surrounding him flew from different directions and gathered in front of him, turning into a larger and more terrifying black skull.
"boom!"
The violent energy collision produced a terrible shock wave. Yun Tianfeng flew backwards seven or eight meters. After landing, Chu Jian half-knelt on the ground and still slid out for more than ten meters in the rain, until his back hit an old wall. Stopped, and the wall was overwhelmed and collapsed.
"puff!"
Unable to hold back, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Yun Tianfeng slowly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as an eagle looking at a wolf.
Cheng Lang, the protector of the Lianxin Sect, was also half-crouching on the ground while panting heavily, letting out a weird laugh while running the magic formula. It was the second of the three major sect-suppressing magic formulas of the Lianxin Sect, the "Heart-Refining Lock". 》.
It's just obvious that Cheng Lang's own injuries still have a great impact on his battle. The speed of the magic trick is much slower than the normal state, including the various reactions of the body, etc. are weakened, but the black cloak conceals it. The physical injuries made it impossible for Yun Tianfeng to judge whether his condition was at the end of his strength.
The knife in the mouth of the demonic skull fell vertically and floated in eight directions beside Cheng Lang to form a shield. At the same time, a harsh metal friction sound came from the mouth of the demonic skull, and soon a thick black rusty iron chain fell from the skull. It came out of the mouth and made a sputtering sound.
The demonic iron chain is like a spiritual snake, a giant python, or a seven-step heartbroken bamboo leaf. The moment it appears, there seems to be a special power coming from somewhere, causing the energy of the iron chain to interact with the energy of Yun Tianfeng's heart. Contact is like a target.
"Buzz..."
The moment the locking was completed, the magic iron chain flew out and made a buzzing sound. The rain curtains all around seemed to be fearful and rolled back one after another.
Yun Tianfeng's eyes narrowed. If he could use the magic power in his body to deal with it with the Kunlun Sword Technique, he would have full confidence in easily cracking it, but now...
boom! ! !
Yun Tianfeng rolled to avoid it, and there was another roar behind him. The iron chain penetrated the wall, and once again flew out of the ruins, persevering and continuing to pursue.
Yun Tianfeng kept dodging, and the Qingxuan Sword in his hand slashed out many times, colliding with the iron chain of demonic energy. Sparks flickered, and he was blown away by the huge force again and again. Some people fell into an inevitable and desperate situation. trend.
"Boy, this Heart-Refining Lock is a unique secret method of our Heart-Refining Sect. It is specially used to refine the target's heart to absorb energy and increase one's own magic power. Once it is used, I will either die of exhaustion or your soul will be refined by the Heart-Refining Lock. Become my nourishment, today you and I have reached the end of a fight to the death, you can’t escape it!”
Cheng Lang smiled strangely and kept talking, interfering with Yun Tianfeng's dodge reaction.
If it were other people of the same age, they might really be upset and make mistakes that cost them their lives.
However, Yun Tianfeng is a closed disciple of the Kunlun Palace generation. He has experienced countless fights in the Forty-nine Netherworld Demon Cave suppressed by Kunlun Mountain. Staying focused in battle has long become an instinct. Where is Cheng Lang? A few words can shake the influence.
Seeing that the provocation was not effective, Cheng Lang frowned slightly. This move with his current body was enough to deal with even a strong third-level martial artist. However, the inner energy aura of the young man in front of him was clearly at the level of a third-level martial artist. But he was always able to avoid the vital points with great difficulty. Although the pursuit caused some damage, it was not fatal. If this continues, he may be dragged down first, and then he will have no choice but to be slaughtered. This is absolutely not okay.
"Boy, are you mute? Why don't you say a word? As a disciple of Kunlun, you don't practice immortality, but practice martial arts. Is it because your talent is not good enough? Or is Kunlun's talent pool now withered and there is no one who knows how to teach magic?"
"Ah~ By the way, no wonder you became a survivor after the destruction of Kunlun. It turned out that you were too talented and could not practice the immortal way, so you were kicked out of the mountain. You could only learn some tricks of martial arts in this world of mortals."
"Hey, are you angry? You look so ugly? Do you really want me to shut up? Just come and use the sword in your hand to shut me up and prove that you are not a waste, but can you do it? ?”
"Tsk tsk, you are indeed a waste. You don't even dare to come and kill me. What else can you do? Have you seen the dozens of corpses on the streets of this small town? Have you seen the girl lying in a pool of blood? Did you? Did you see the old woman whose heart was taken away by my disciple of the Lianxin Sect? Aren’t you righteous disciples the most disgusted with seeing this? As a disciple of Kunlun, don’t you want to punish rape and eliminate evil? "
"Hahahaha, I just like to see you looking like this. You want to kill me, but you dare not come over. I also forgot to tell you that this time my Lianxin Sect came to Tieyang Town and killed so many people. People are actually just having fun. After running so far, our target is you! These people died because of you, don’t you feel guilty?"
"Evil heretic, shut up!" Yuntian Feng roared with eyes wide open.
The strong anger caused his finally stable state of mind to become impetuous. Amidst the roar, the Heart-Refining Chain whizzed towards him. Yun Tianfeng was a little slow to dodge, and the Heart-Refining Chain hit his left arm. On top of it, the skin and flesh were instantly torn open, and blood flew everywhere.
"Are you kidding me? In this world, only dead people know what it means to shut up. I am here. Don't you have the Qingxuan Sword among the top ten spiritual swords in your hand? Come on, pierce me with your sword. Do you dare to tell me to shut up my heart and give you peace of mind?" Cheng Lang laughed heartily, and the more confused the young man became, the more proud he became.
The chain of heart refining roars, and it is extremely difficult to avoid it if it is messed up.
"call out"
With the blessing of Cheng Lang's magic power, the heart-refining chain instantly split into three, attacking like three spiritual snakes from three different directions. One of the chains was as fast as lightning, and its tip hit Yun Tianfeng's abdomen like a cannonball, causing Yun Tianfeng to gasp. Vomiting blood and turning pale, he was even knocked away.
If the other two chains had intelligence, they would instantly pursue and outflank him from both directions.
"when!"
Yun Tianfeng tried his best to control his body balance, and slashed out with the Qingxuan Sword in his hand, knocking away a chain that was approaching, but another chain instantly hit his left thigh, and his skin and flesh were immediately torn open, and blood flowed freely.
Yun Tianfeng himself was even more embarrassed, rolling and falling to the ground.
The anger in my heart was like an erupting volcano, but it couldn't be released at all. It was too difficult to get close to Cheng Lang and it was impossible.
"Boy, the sky-high price of a reward for hunting you is life or death, but to me, the Heart Refining Sect, the things in your head may be more valuable than your head. If you are smart, don't resist, otherwise I will kill you. Use The reward for your head is enough to raise the status of our Lianxin Sect in Yuzhou to a higher level."
Yun Tianfeng was already injured, and Cheng Lang also breathed a sigh of relief. He could hardly hold on if he continued to go all out.
At this moment, Cheng Lang stood up, and the three magic heart-refining locks drilled out from his back naturally swung. He stared gloomily at the young man in front of him. This trip was finally done.
"Devil, what do you want?" Yun Tianfeng was covered in blood, and the hand holding the Qingxuan Sword was trembling slightly, but there seemed to be an unquenchable flame burning in his eyes.
"What? Ha!" Cheng Lang let out a sinister laugh and whispered: "Kunlun Palace is the leader of the righteous path and the number one sect in the world. Just spreading something casually is enough to benefit small sects like us a lot. , compared to the bounty of dead objects, if you can memorize enough Kunlun secret skills, secret books, secret methods, secret techniques, etc., I can even plead with the sect master, not only to spare your life, but also to let you join our Heart Refining Sect. ,what do you think?"
"Bah! My Kunlun son, my spine may be broken, but it will never be bent!" Yun Tianfeng managed to stand up again with the help of the Qingxuan Sword.
Cheng Lang narrowed his eyes with a stern look, looking down at the young man who was standing reluctantly, and said disdainfully: "You are so stubborn that you still want to resist?"
At this moment, Cheng Lang was holding a healing elixir in his mouth. He was confident that he could kill the young man in front of him at this moment, but he did not want to take risks and wanted to be more cautious, which would take time.
At the same time, he did not want to give up his inner coveting of Kunlun Kung Fu, so he tried to destroy the young man's will.
"Boy, you'd better give up your unrealistic fantasies!"
"My heart-refining lock has reached the third level. It can be divided into three, and all of them have the ability to lock the soul. If you want to fight against it, there are only a few ways."
"The first type, only those who have the movement speed of the martial arts master's fourth level of wind control can be faster than my heart training lock."
"The second type is to have a strong body that can withstand the Heart-Refining Lock without getting hurt. Only then will you not be afraid of the Heart-Refining Lock and can directly fight me."
"The third type has the art of wind control at the level of the fourth level of wind control. The body has no shape, so the Heart Refining Lock is naturally difficult to lock."
"The fourth type has the spiritual awareness of the fifth level of spiritual cultivation. Under the spiritual awareness, it is like opening the eyes of the mind, observing all things, and all phenomena return to their true form. All kinds of mysteries are indescribable..."
Cheng Lang continued to talk about the fifth and sixth methods, which were becoming more and more unattainable, but Yun Tianfeng's mind was already roaring, like a wake-up call.
As the other party kept chattering for time, Yun Tianfeng began to slowly close his eyes.
At this moment, the thoughts in my heart were like a drop of water, falling from the darkness into the lake of my heart, ripples appearing layer by layer, like a scroll of time, the invisible horizon quietly spread, and countless pictures fed back to Yun Tianfeng's mind.
The magic power seems to be locked and cannot be used, but spiritual awareness is the basic sign of the power of the soul. It is an instinct that all practitioners in the spiritual realm will have. Just like people's spiritual thoughts and thoughts, intangible substances cannot be locked.
It turns out that in the previous battle, a leaf was blinded.
The next moment, Yun Tianfeng's right leg began to bend, and his badly injured left leg slid backwards, showing a lunge. The Qingxuan Sword was held horizontally. The young man closed his eyes tightly, and Fenglan rose from the ground.
