Incomparably powerful spiritual power was wrapped in the fleshy palm. Before anyone arrived, the palm wind had already arrived. Zheng Lin felt that the surrounding space was being squeezed in, and an indescribable sense of urgency arose spontaneously.
Can Feng knew that the Eighth Elder's attack was fierce, but this palm's strength and the sealing of the surrounding space were so well controlled that there was no chance to dodge it.
Although Can Feng had the Purple Wind Boots to increase his speed, after trying his best to dodge, his arm was still scraped by the palm force of the Eighth Elder of Qingtian Demon Palace, and his protective armor immediately shattered.
Can Feng used the palm force alone and kept Zheng Lin behind him. He knew that Zheng Lin would be killed on the spot if he was even scratched a little. Even though Can Feng tried his best to protect Zheng Lin, Zheng Lin did not suffer a direct attack, but he was still beaten.
The strong energy shocked him, his soul trembled, and his life-locks stopped operating at that moment.
This made Zheng Lin once again realize the power of masters in the Void Return Stage, and gave up hope of escaping this time.
Zheng Lin finally spat out the blood in his throat. His face turned pale, his chest heaved, and he gasped for air.
The Eighth Elder smiled with satisfaction, the proud look clearly evident on his wrinkled but rosy face. At this moment, he felt like an eagle catching a chicken.
Seeing that the eighth elder was preparing to attack again, Can Feng's arms suddenly exerted force and threw Zheng Lin beside him far away. If Zheng Lin had been close to Can Feng, although the focus of the eighth elder's attack would not be on him, but on his own
The residual power of each attack was enough for Zheng Lin to bear.
Zheng Lin flew tens of thousands of meters before he stopped, and a strong sense of frustration came over him. Facing the crisis, he could only watch helplessly. Helian Qianxun's life and death were unknown, and Can Feng not only still
If you continue to fight with all your strength and protect yourself, you will soon lose your life.
Seeing that Zheng Lin had not flown too far and that there was a phantom on his side, the Eighth Elder did not take this matter seriously. It was not difficult to deal with Can Feng first and then kill Zheng Lin.
Phantom did not directly attack Zheng Lin, her eyes were still fixed on the battlefield. However, her meaningful smile when Zheng Lin just stood upright made Zheng Lin feel like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.
Zheng Lin did not dare to move. He knew that as long as he moved, the Phantom would definitely take action. He could live longer if he stayed there honestly. Even if he tried his best to escape now, it was impossible for him to escape in this vast starry sky.
Phantom hands with abnormal speed.
After leaving Zheng Lin behind, Can Feng also felt a lot more relaxed. He knew that he would never be able to dodge the Eighth Elder's next attack. If he didn't show his trump card now, he might never have the chance to use it again.
Can Feng clenched his sword and looked up at the sky with a solemn expression. His lips moved slightly. As the obscure syllables flowed from the corner of his mouth, a purple energy shadow slowly emerged from his body.
The eighth elder was just about to attack again, but after seeing Can Feng's change, he frowned and stopped. He knew that Can Feng was preparing a very powerful move, and to destroy it at this time, although it was very possible that he could prevent the move.
But he hesitated——
First, he was conceited and wanted to see what Can Feng was capable of as a monk in the middle stage of dual souls; second, if he tried to destroy it now, it would be very risky. Since Can Feng dared to use this move in front of him, he should
They were prepared; thirdly, the purple phantom was so weird that even the Eighth Elder’s spiritual cultivation was unable to penetrate even a fraction. Facing unknown things, the Eighth Elder had to be more cautious.
If the opponent was not a descendant of the Tyrant Sword, perhaps the Eighth Elder would take action directly without any scruples.
The faint purple shadow gradually emerged, and then took shape. It turned out to be a human-shaped shadow. Except for its color and appearance, it was almost the same as the shadow that came out of the life lock.
They are all old men, all have long beards, and they all look vast and majestic.
"Born Soul!"
The Eighth Elder's face looked a little horrified. The natal soul that could make even his spiritual thoughts unable to approach at least contained all the soul power of a super master in the late stage of returning to the void. Once such soul power attacks his own soul, although it may not necessarily
It will kill him instantly, but at least it can make him lose consciousness for a short time, but that short time is enough for a master like Can Feng to kill him.
Fortunately, he didn't take action to organize it just now, because the soul power is so well preserved and there is definitely still consciousness. If he attacks from the beginning, the soul power will definitely counterattack automatically, and the consequences will definitely be unimaginable.
Faced with the sudden change, the wily eighth elder quickly reacted after a brief period of confusion. Without any hesitation, he greeted the phantom and fled in panic. Looking at his face and speed, it seemed that
Not willing to stay for a moment.
But after the natal soul came out, it immediately sank into Can Feng's sea of consciousness, and a huge wave of soul power spread across the starry sky, quickly catching up with the Eighth Elder and Phantom...