Xu Zhiqiong had already neutralized Cong Ming's mixed light technique, but Yuan Chengfeng didn't know it.
Just now, he deliberately showed a lack of coordination in his body and a stiff expression. He was all acting for Yuan Chengfeng to see.
When Yuan Chengfeng really got closer, he saw Cong Ming's fierce look, and Cong Ming noticed Yuan Chengfeng's fear.
Cong Ming could not distinguish Yuan Chengfeng's characteristics, but he could accurately perceive fear, which is the talent of all Yongzhu cultivators.
He immediately sent out a horrifying breath.
The moment Yuan Chengfeng showed fear, he knew something was wrong and quickly used confusion techniques to resolve the fear.
Cong Ming, who was also at the third level, sensed that the aura was weakened and kept reinforcing it with fierce energy. Two third-level auras entangled and fought against each other. The aura was like a worm, hovering in the air, and the battle fell into a brief stalemate.
Yuan Chengfeng didn't want to have a stalemate with Cong Ming. Chaos cultivators were best at using their skills to create an absolutely favorable situation and quickly defeat the opponent.
But the Taoist cultivators are just the opposite. They are very good at stalemate. The longer the stalemate lasts, the stronger the effect of fear superposition will be.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Yuan Chengfeng suddenly withdrew his energy and used the skill of Mixing Light.
Behind him was a mighty army covered in armor and arrayed in order.
Liang Xiaoen was puzzled. Why did Yu Shan and Wu Weijun appear from the alley again after they had been minced into minced meat?
Having gone through hundreds of battles with almost no defeats, being unable to control his anger during a battle was unimaginable for Yuan Chengfeng.
The soldiers all turned back to look at the alley. Under the night, a huge picture scroll hung down in the air.
Yuan Chengfeng, who was in the flames, suddenly trembled, his energy contracted rapidly, and all the flames in his body were taken into his body.
Every time "Liang Gongping" took a step, the sergeants around him all curled up and backed away, and some couldn't even hold their spears steady.
"With him here, we don't have to fight this battle. We can just wait and collect the corpses."
This is...soul!
Cong Ming once helped people remove the horror technique. He used Qi machine to touch the soul, and it felt exactly the same as this.
"If you want to catch him alive, why can't you touch him? If you sneak a few times, who would know..."
Yu Shan struggled hard, and the soldiers around him were holding weapons. They wanted to rush forward and fight for their lives, but they did not have the courage to fight.
There were more than 800 soldiers in total, while the Wuwei army only had more than 100 people. There was a huge difference in strength. However, the Wuwei army was not at all inferior. The spears passed by and corpses lay all over the ground, killing the soldiers until they retreated steadily.
Cong Ming was startled and couldn't understand the reason.
…
The breath lingering outside the body was like a fragile insect, which was easily shaken off by Yuan Chengfeng who turned into a flesh ball.
Could it be that I saw it wrong...
The heart-attacking anger is taken back into the body and will quickly burn his internal organs.
He used pretentious techniques against Cong Ming. Cong Ming felt that his thoughts were quickly confused. He could not think of a reasonable countermeasure and only had one thought in his mind.
In the east courtyard of Yuyao Palace, among the stables.
Brother Xing lowered his head and said: "I, I, can't go, I'm afraid..."
Provoke your opponent and capture a trace of anger. As long as you can irritate Yuan Chengfeng, you can perform mind-attacking techniques.
There is a slight fragrance of powder in the air.
"General Yu, it is a good thing that you are loyal to your duty, but there are so many sergeants behind you. They should not die in vain with you. Listen to me, I have nothing else to ask for. When I see Yu Yao, I will leave immediately."
Charm, the provoking technique in charm.
Liang Xiaoen looked back and saw that Yu Shan had already led the Wuwei Army and his own soldiers to fight together.
He stared at Yu Shan in front of him. The unique majesty of Canglong's domination overwhelmed Yu Shan and he could not lift his head.
"Zheweixingjun, the newly found physique is not suitable for you!" Li Shabai smiled and walked from the garden to the front yard.
Liang Xiaoen frowned and said: "Painter Li, you have recognized the wrong person. I am the Shengci elder of Canglong Palace. Since you are a subject of Daxuan, you should not be so presumptuous in front of me."
The groom pulled Brother Xing's clothes and said in a low voice: "Xu Zhiqiong has gone to the east of the city. You should go with him. This is the master's order."
It is said that he is Liang Gongping, but it is true. Liang Xiaoen only has his soul left, and his soul and body belong to Liang Gongping.
Hong Huaxiao is here.
Before Cong Ming had time to react, the huge meat ball directly hit Cong Ming's body.
How to anger Yuan Chengfeng?
The technique of terror is to root the terror into the soul and feed on the opponent's soul.
"I heard that Princess Yuyao is quite handsome."
He glanced at the Wuwei Army and suddenly released his domineering aura, as if a giant dragon was roaring in and entangled all the soldiers together.
The soldiers were shocked, and King Lu's general Cai Jiang shouted loudly: "Quick, change your formation to meet the enemy!"
The picture on my chest trembled, it was a message from Ning Yongwei.
"Mortal Star Officer..." Liang Xiaoen murmured, scanning the scattered corpses on the ground again.
But Yuan Chengfeng felt calm and had no anger at all.
"Elder Shengci, I am in a humble position, and my humble position is based on orders..."
Cong Ming looked at Yuan Chengfeng in confusion and couldn't help but whisper: "You don't think you can die fast enough?"
It is difficult for Cong Ming to escape quickly, and within three breaths, his eyesight may be taken away. If Yuan Chengfeng uses other skills, Cong Ming may even die directly.
He's almost reaching his limit.
This is not just a formality, this is true.
"You can't touch her, Princess Yuyao must be captured alive!"
He quickly ignited this trace of anger, and the huge flesh ball shrank instantly, then collapsed, turning into pieces of flesh and blood on the ground.
Seeing that Yu Shan's face was dull and he had lost the consciousness of resisting, Liang Xiaoen suddenly used the python technique to strangle Yu Shan's body.
Yuan Chengfeng had the upper hand. If he used his technique again now, it would be difficult for Cong Ming to respond.
The thick pus spread towards Cong Ming's body. As Cong Ming struggled, he felt the unique texture of the pus.
The target of the technique is not Cong Ming, but himself.
The sticky pus and blood was about to swallow Cong Ming. The panicked Cong Ming suddenly heard a soft voice: "I heard that you pulled Mao Sha's car!"
The soldiers of Prince Lu's Mansion looked at the scene in Yuyao Palace and expressed their admiration again and again.
Xu Zhiqiong squatted on the beam and watched the battle quietly.
In the Yuyao Palace, Elder Shengci "Liang Gongping" walked into the front yard step by step, while the soldiers of Prince Lu's Palace stood outside the door holding swords and axes.
"General Yu, don't be afraid, I just want to see Yuyao."
He used these three hearts to bear the wrath that attacked his heart, and the remaining two hearts were still beating hard in his chest.
Could it be him...
In an instant, he turned into a monster, a round and smooth body with no hair on his limbs, no orifices and folds, and a sticky ball of pus.
Who said this just now?
In order to please King Tunu, King Lu once pulled King Tunu's cart like an animal.
The panic and stupid move could not bring any help to Cong Ming. Under the impact of the meat ball, Cong Ming crashed through the courtyard wall and was crushed under him by the meat ball.
…
However, the terrifying breath was emitted and did not enter Yuan Chengfeng's body, but was embedded in the pus on the flesh ball.
Liang Xiaoen took two steps back, turned around and looked at the soldiers outside the door.
"Is this Elder Shengci from Daxuan?"
"Bah!" Liang Jixiong walked out of the garden and spat at Liang Xiaoen, "Don't say your surname is Liang, and don't say Canglong Palace, but the Liang family has lost all face!"
The broken flesh and blood on the ground quickly condensed, and transformed into Yuan Chengfeng's figure again in the flames.
Yuan Chengfeng's soul is exposed outside his body!
He used the skill of Mixed Light to reverse the positions of God and Soul, and wrapped his body with Soul.
But Yuan Chengfeng didn't act rashly. He was thinking about one thing. Why was he angry just now?
Two rows of green lanterns were flying in the air, Niu Yuxian led the lantern man, and the green-clothed envoys surrounded them from both wings.
A soldier with a wretched smile suddenly became silent. When people around him looked, they saw an arrow piercing the soldier's head.
There is still a distance between the soul and the soul, and Liang Xiaoen is trying to take this opportunity to increase some compatibility.
Even if someone pokes the pain in his heart, it is impossible to make him angry in this situation.
It's time for Xu Zhiqiong to leave. Yuan Chengfeng, that bastard, has really poisoned the people.
King Lu pulls a cart?
Cong Ming has used the breath-taking technique countless times, but he has never seen the breath lingering outside the body.
Liang Xiaoen looked at everyone with a smile on his face. The brave and capable Wuwei Army was ultimately just an ant in front of the majesty of the royal family.
Cong Ming didn't care what Yuan Chengfeng had become, he just wanted to inject the horror into Yuan Chengfeng's body.
Cong Ming, whose thoughts were wandering, suddenly smelled a hint of fire.
Yuan Chengfeng is angry!
Yuan Chengfeng also paid a huge price for this move, inverting his body and soul, causing considerable damage to his soul. However, in order to win this victory, Yuan Chengfeng no longer cared about the gains and losses, or even the next confrontation with Hong Juncheng
of a battle.
This feathered arrow came from the alley behind me.
Let Li Shabai get it right. Liang Xiaoen's spirit and Liang Xiaoen's body did not completely match. His perception declined and he was unable to distinguish Li Shabai's painting.
anger.
Many people know this.
"I know you were ordered to protect Yuyao. This is the emperor's order. I am the emperor's ancestor. If you disobey me, you also disobey the emperor. Why bother?"
His whole body was burning, and thick smoke filled the courtyard.
There is no third level of chaos, and the third level will turn everything upside down!
Cong Ming's eyes were opened, but what worried him most at the moment was that the pus and blood all over Yuan Chengfeng's body firmly adhered to his body.
Yuan Chengfeng looked calm, opened his clothes, pulled out the three hearts that had been burned to charcoal, and threw them on the ground.
Cong Ming's thinking came to a standstill, and he slapped the huge meat balls aimlessly with his hands.
As he expected, he did not need to take action in the war in Yuyao Palace.
Yuan Chengfeng looked around and heard the soft female voice again: "Old thief, do you remember me?"
Li Shabai smiled and said: "Li painted this painting very carefully. The skin and flesh were carefully painted one stroke at a time. This is specially given to Xingjun."
This is somewhat similar to the fierce god Chaos recorded in some historical materials and paintings.
Although there was only a faint hint of anger, it could not escape Cong Ming's perception. A Taoist cultivator would never miss two things, the enemy's fear and anger.
Yu Shan and Wu Weijun who were strangled by him were both drawn by Li Shabai.
Cong Ming was only slightly injured, but he was caught in a pretentious trick and his thoughts were confused, making it difficult to distinguish right from wrong.
Yu Shan walked out of the scroll holding the carved bow.
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Seeing this scene, Yuan Chengfeng's disciples fell into deep despair, and even forgot that they were fighting powerful soldiers.
Under the impact of the Wuwei Army, their military formation showed signs of collapse.
King Lu pulled the carriage for a full ten miles. During this period, King Tunu kept beating King Lu with a riding crop in the car.
Liang Xiaoen quietly moved his wrist. Starting from Yu Shan, blood flowers burst and bloomed, and the soldiers turned into flesh and bones one after another.
He wasn't afraid, but he didn't want to hurt Xu Zhiqiong again.
It seems to be there but not there, like a thin layer of gauze sliding over it, or like a warm stream flowing by itself.
He had exposed several flaws in front of Xu Zhiqiong. He believed that Xu Zhiqiong had already seen these flaws. He wanted to admit that he was the traitor. Even if he was killed by Xu Zhiqiong, he would not feel aggrieved.
But he didn't have the guts.
The groom patted Brother Xing's face: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. Whether you go or not, it's up to you. But I have to remind you, if you don't want this life, don't you?
Even your grandfather’s life?”
Hearing this, Brother Xing lowered his head and two lines of tears fell to the ground.
"After finishing this errand, I will find someone to take you back to Xuanguo to reunite with your grandfather," the groom said with a smile, "Silly boy, you only need to keep an eye on Xu Zhiqiong in the east of the city. This errand is not difficult at all."