Chapter 547: The Determination of the Sword Master Cangfeng
Feng Yang knew that he had to deal with the two human races in front of him before he could protect Yin Buqun, so he did not pursue them.
The power of the Great Yin Yang Hand was so terrifying that even he did not dare to hold back at all and quickly counterattacked.
I saw a pair of wings behind him flashing with sky-blue light, and then they flapped forward at the same time.
"Tornado kill!" A blue hurricane was so fierce that it seemed to have the power to sweep everything away.
The blue hurricane and the black and white big handprints collided, causing violent energy fluctuations.
Not only were Fang Ling and Ning Zhirou forced back by the aftermath of the fight, but even Feng Yang had to temporarily avoid the edge and fly up.
"You are so young and you are so evil, I can't keep you here!" Feng Yang stared at Fang Ling with a gloomy expression.
I saw his hand reaching into the void and taking out a silver spear.
This is his magic weapon, with fourteen restrictions, called the Return Air Gun.
He came towards him with a long spear in his hand. Fang Ling also condensed his natal blood sword and faced him.
He faced him with the third sword-demon style. The two fought for a while, and Fang Ling was slightly at a disadvantage.
At this moment, a crisp bell sounded, and it was Ning Zhirou who found the right time to take action!
The Red Flower Bell is one of the fifteen forbidden magic weapons. It is the most precious treasure of the Red Flower Tower and has powerful hallucinogenic and dizzy powers.
At this moment, Feng Yang was affected by the magic sound of the red flower bell, and his movements stagnated.
Fang Ling took the opportunity to perform his killing move, entering the state of combining man and sword, and killed Feng Yang.
The most powerful thing about the Winged Human Race is speed, and Feng Yang's cultivation level is so high, his speed is also impressively higher than Fang Ling's.
No matter how mysterious the God's walking steps are, it will be difficult to bridge the gap between the two.
At this moment, Ning Zhirou got a chance for him, and the blood sword immediately pierced into his body.
But the magic sound of the red flower bell could not affect Feng Yang for long. The moment the blood sword penetrated his body, Feng Yang was also freed from the interference of the magic sound.
"Despicable!" He secretly spat, and quickly used his magical power to transform his body into the shape of wind.
In the form of wind, the damage he receives can be minimized.
The blood sword passed straight through the rest of his body, but it did not cause much damage to him.
Feng Yang's physical body quickly returned to its physical form, but blood still overflowed from his chest.
Although this sword was not fatal, it still damaged his vitality.
"It seems that if I don't move my true self, I really can't defeat you!" Feng Yang flew up and rushed into the sky.
Then he unfolded his white wings, and each feather turned into a sharp arrow, tilting down.
"Three thousand wind feathers kill!"
Each of these sharp arrows transformed from feathers could cause extremely serious damage to Fang Ling and the others.
Moreover, wind feathers flew from all directions, completely covering them, leaving no place to hide.
"Zhirou, use that treasure to protect yourself." Fang Ling said.
Ning Zhirou nodded, waved her hand, and immediately took out the Tianlong Bell.
This thing was obtained from King Thousand Machines, so Fang Ling gave it to her for self-defense.
The golden bell continued to rotate, and the wind feathers shot at the bell, but did not penetrate the bell.
Ning Zhirou fully activated its thirteen restrictions. The defensive ability of this object is still very strong, and it will not be a problem to resist it for a while.
But after this battle, this thing is probably going to be useless. She can clearly feel that the baby is damaged and its spirituality is greatly lost.
Beside the Tianlong Bell, Fang Ling has been shot thousands of times!
The wind feathers were enough to penetrate his powerful body, but he did not block it and allowed these wind feathers to shoot him.
Among the clouds, Feng Yang's expression changed, and he couldn't help but want to retreat.
"What kind of monster is this?"
"I have been carrying on killing three thousand Feng Yu for so long, and yet I'm still alive and kicking!"
He still had means, but seeing that even three thousand Feng Yu couldn't kill Fang Ling, he knew that he couldn't be killed today.
"You birdie, why don't you try my power!" Fang Ling snorted coldly and jumped up.
This leaping kick shattered the space where it stepped!
The incredible thing about the Nine Nether Formation is that the more attacks he suffers, the greater his strength increases.
He forcefully ate Feng Yang's Three Thousand Feng Yu Kill, his purpose was to increase his strength.
At this moment, he could feel the increase in his strength, which was extremely exaggerated.
On the basis of being fifty times the physical body, the strength is doubled again, reaching a hundred times the original!
"Galaxy Boundless Fist!" He punched out, like a thunderous explosion.
The swaying dazzling stars are both extremely beautiful and contain infinite murderous intent.
At the same time, Ning Zhirou in Tianlong Bell was not idle either.
Although she was inside the bell, she also knew the battlefield situation, and when she saw Fang Ling launching a counterattack, she immediately cooperated.
She moved her fingers lightly and flexibly, as if she were controlling the strings of a puppet.
"Red Rope Heaven Binding Technique!"
Whoosh, whoosh, Feng Yang was instantly bound by the red fairy rope.
His limbs, head, and a pair of wings on his back were all tied up with red ropes, and the whole person was fixed in mid-air, unable to move.
Not only that, the red fairy rope also had a suppressive effect, and Feng Yang's momentum was instantly weakened.
"What a magical power!" Fang Ling exclaimed when he saw this.
Feng Yang struggled desperately. With his cultivation level, Ning Zhirou's move could not control him for long.
But in a battle between masters, even if there is only a moment difference, the outcome may be different.
With Feng Yang's speed, he could have avoided 70% of the power of Fang Ling's punch, but because he was delayed by Ning Zhirou's red rope sky-binding technique, he missed the opportunity.
He finally withstood Fang Ling's blow forcefully, and his internal organs were almost shattered.
If his physical body wasn't quite strong, it would have fallen apart at this moment and turned into a pile of minced meat.
"You guys are so cruel! I'll come back for advice next time!" Feng Yang clenched his air-returning gun and was about to fly away.
But suddenly, he was bleeding from all his orifices and fell directly from the air.
Seeing this, Fang Ling nodded with satisfaction.
He made some small changes to the punch just now, integrating his own toxins into the inner energy.
Internal energy and toxins enter the body together, which can make the toxins spread faster and become more powerful.
The poison pill he got after killing Ye Yi.
During this period of time, he has been refining it with the Heavenly Plague Cauldron, and now he has made her lifelong poisonous skill his own.
Therefore, this punch can kill a master like Feng Yang, as long as the credit lies in the poison!
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On the other side, Jin Buhuan has also long since caught up with Yin Buqun of the Jiashi clan.
He held a golden spear in his hand and fought fiercely with Yin Buqun, clearly gaining the upper hand.
The long sword in Yin Buqun's hand is a fifteen forbidden magic weapon.
It was with the power of the magic weapon that he defeated Jin Buhuan before, but today he was clearly struggling.
After a fierce fight, the two distanced themselves again.
Yin Buqun looked at Jin Buhuan and said in a deep voice: "You let me go, and I will promise you benefits in the future!"
Jin Buhuan chuckled, reached into the void with his hand, and took out the Geng Gold Bow.
With a hiss, he used the Hyunjin Sky-breaking Spear as an arrow and shot it out.
Yin Buqun's expression changed, and he quickly turned around and ran away.
But this was a sure shot, and no matter how he ran, he couldn't escape.
With a final hiss, the arrow passed through his knees and shot him down from the sky.
"If the Lord wants to capture you alive, this arrow will kill you!" Jin Buhuan snorted coldly.
He turned his head and looked behind him, and Fang Ling and his two men also came to join them.
"Well done!" Fang Ling praised when he saw that Jin Buhuan had captured this Jiashi tribe disciple.