[Okay, I just want to say that when I write this, the book is already fat. You can read it while killing. Children who see this sentence and exit the page silently, be careful of the life-killing phoenix coming to your home...]
"Your sister! I don't have a single piece of equipment except the Cold Tribulation Sword, how dare you, who is covered in spiritual weapons, to attack me?" Zhuo Yifan felt a coldness pouring from his back and spreading throughout his body, looking embarrassed.
Unbearable, he was already quite far away from the cave at this time, and the red shadow behind him was chasing after him. At super high speed, half the time of an incense stick had passed.
Hong Ying's body trembled slightly, and rich yellow spiritual power was released from his back. A pair of huge spiritual power wings slowly condensed behind Hong Ying's back, and actually solidified into a pair of dark yellow spiritual power wings.
The Great Perfection in the late stage of the Innate Spiritual Realm can use spiritual power to transform into objects, and the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Three Mysterious Palaces can turn spiritual power into wings. Of course, not everyone can condense it, but once it is condensed, this person must be a strong person! At this moment
, Zhuo Yifan felt a little regretful in his heart, what's wrong with him and these perverts?
"Run! Hey, look where you're going!"
The wings trembled slightly, bursting out energy sparks. Hong Ying's body was also slightly suspended in the air, turning into a meteor and chasing the black shadow not far away. It actually improved a lot.
"Spiritual power turns into wings, the final stage of the Three Mysterious Palace Realm is complete! Damn it! I'm just a mid-stage innate spiritual realm, that's all!"
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but curse when he heard the sound of breaking wind coming from behind him. Seeing the slightly mocking smile under the gloomy mask, he couldn't help but scream in secret.
"First generation! First generation!" Zhuo Yifan shouted in his heart towards the ring, but he never received a response.
This cold woman always makes him feel speechless. As a person who guides the inheritors in their work, it is also their duty to protect the inheritors, right? How can he sit idly by and ignore her?
But recalling the way the woman in the ring didn't talk much, Zhuo Yifan felt that this seemed to be a normal thing. With this woman's name, it would be good if she didn't come out to make up for it, and she was still delusional.
Relying on her to save him, what big dream is he having? It’s simply a sign of giving up on survival.
"hiss!"
Hong Ying grabbed hold of Zhuo Yifan's vest and tore off a piece of animal skin clothing. Looking at Zhuo Yifan's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but laugh sinisterly, "Run? You run again! I'll give you a stick of incense."
Even time, you can’t outrun me.”
No matter how hard Zhuo Yifan ran, Hongying, relying on his spiritual boots and spiritual wings, could catch up with just a small kick, and even had extra time to chat.
"If you give me a moment to burn incense, you will never find me!"
"You want me to give you a stick of incense? Go ahead and dream! Since I bumped into you, you must die!" Hong Ying snorted.
"Are you saying that you are a grown man? As I said before, I am not interested in men at all." Hong Ying's voice was filled with murderous intent. Zhuo Yifan was not polite and tilted his head slightly.
said loudly.
"What a boy, I will send you back to your hometown right now!" Hongying said with a cold tone, took out a sickle from behind, aimed it at Zhuo Yifan's neck and chopped it off!
Bang! The sickle collided with the iron arm, making a crisp sound, but the force was so powerful that it cut a long blood mark on Zhuo Yifan's arm, and blood immediately poured out.
"Asura's Thorn!" At the same time, the Asura's Thorn exploded out again at the moment of condensation, and coneded towards Hongying's heart.
Hong Ying's speed was so fast that Shura's thorn hardly caused much delay on her, it only disturbed her line of sight.
"Boom!" After being avoided by Hong Ying, Shura's thorn whizzed through a tree and exploded immediately, leaving a small crater ten feet high. The destructive power was astonishing. If Hong Ying did not avoid it in time, his life would be in danger.
.
"What a domineering soul technique, but unfortunately, the speed is too slow. Do you still want to rely on it to avoid this certain death situation?"
"Wow!"
Shura's Thorn was just a smoke bomb, and a handful of flying rocks came one after another, so quietly that Hong Ying almost ignored it.
"Huh! Stop trying to deal with it, give up as soon as possible, I'll give you a happy one. Even a handful of pebbles will stop you..." Hong Ying originally wanted to say a handful of pebbles to stop herself, but as soon as the words came out, she was immediately choked up. She was stunned.
Unexpectedly, the invisible power of meditation surged out of the calm stone and hit her knees firmly.
"Crack!" The moment his knee hit the stone, the soul in his body immediately shook. Hong Ying's speed was instantly weakened by more than half. Immediately, a look of horror appeared on his face: "The kneecap actually cracked!"
This is impossible! How could anyone pour the power of meditation into dead things!
"What a good boy, you actually have such weird soul skills!" Hong Ying looked at the young man in front of her in horror, her heart was filled with turbulence and endless anger. She had never thought that an outside monk could deal with her for such a long time.
, and even hurt himself. If word got out, his reputation as a "life-killing phoenix" would be greatly reduced in the minds of others.
"You brat! You can rest and run away today. If you run away, where will my face be?" The life-threatening Phoenix was so furious that it clenched its palms, and powerful yellow spiritual power spurted out from the two daggers in its palms.
The blade of the blade was extended by more than one meter, and a buzzing sound was heard breaking through the air.
Even though the speed has been reduced by half, Hong Ying's speed cannot be underestimated. With the blessing of one foot and the spiritual wing behind his back, he can reach a distance of several hundred meters in the blink of an eye. The terrifying offensive also breaks out at the moment when the two daggers intersect.
call!
Missed!
Whoosh!
No more hits!
The two chased and escaped. Zhuo Yifan relied on dynamic vision and gradually got used to the movements of the red shadow. After using the Wind Shadow Step and the Dayan Tu to avoid two fatal attacks in succession, the two daggers of the red shadow suddenly flashed fiercely.
Now, like a whirlwind, they intertwined together, erupting with a low sound, and the pair of eyes under the mask were stained with blood, making them red!
"Dynamic vision!"
At the critical moment, Zhuo Yifan used his magic pupil to slow down the movements of Hongying's hand, giving his brain enough time to react, judge the direction, and make various strange evasive postures, which greatly surprised the young Phoenix.
The softness of the body is like a human water snake!
Boom! The dagger offensive failed again.
The intertwined spiritual power drew a big cross in the void and crashed forward, adding to the power of the spiritual soldier's dagger. This destructive power was truly astonishing, and the surrounding trees were swept aside by the strong hurricane.
As the attack failed again, the deadly phoenix's face gradually turned ugly.
It has to be said that Zhuo Yifan's actual combat ability and combat experience make her very troublesome. More importantly, Zhuo Yifan seems to have many secrets in his body and has extremely powerful soul skills. Whenever he uses them, it always makes her...
The deadly phoenix slowed down its offensive and was in a state of panic.