The mountains and rivers are as steep as a knife and as smooth as a mirror.
The surrounding mountains and ravines form cliffs, stretching together to form a grand canyon. Looking from below, it looks like a person's head has been severed, hanging high above the mountains and rivers.
Soul-breaking Cliff!
This is a desperate place, a long and narrow valley that extends all the way to the foot of Duanhun Cliff. The road ahead has been cut off, and there are pursuers. This is a dead end.
"hateful!"
Looking around, Ling Feng stopped and his face was ashen. He now knew why the elder Mo Yunzong was chasing him so slowly. The latter had long known that this was a dead end, so he had dug a hole and waited.
He is jumping.
"It seems like we can only fight to the death!"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes were extremely cold, and an evil aura slowly rushed up, making his hair fly.
"Sixth level martial arts spirits are not unkillable!" Ling Feng said coldly.
He stood under the Broken Soul Cliff and swallowed a bone-healing pill, allowing the injuries on his body to recover quickly. Since he could no longer escape, he wanted to "struggle to the death" to kill the sixth-level martial artist.
spirit.
"Jiejie, kid, aren't you very good at running?"
That old figure suddenly appeared outside Soul-Desolating Cliff, wrapped in six spiritual energies. He completely blocked all possible escape routes for Ling Feng.
"Old man, either you die today or I die!" Ling Feng shouted coldly. He had already used his murderous intent to kill the latter at all costs.
"Haha, you are wrong!"
The old man stretched out a finger and shook it: "You will die, but I will live well."
"kill!"
Ling Feng was so angry that he didn't bother to argue with the old man. Six golden blood flames surged out and turned into a burning blade. With a terrifying momentum, he killed the old man in an instant.
"Whoosh"
At the same time, three broken blade fragments shot out in an instant, like lightning, and reached the old man in the blink of an eye.
"bass"
Suddenly, six strands of spiritual energy rushed out from the old man's palm and turned into swift and sharp arrows. With a "pop" sound, a ripple cloud suddenly exploded, centering on the collision, spreading outwards and shattering the surrounding rocks.
fell down.
A "dang" sound.
The three broken blade fragments were all blown away by the six spiritual energy, and the golden blood flame was sliced open. Then, the six spiritual energy was like a broken bamboo, and it went straight towards Ling Feng.
At this moment, Ling Feng's expression suddenly changed and he quickly stepped back. At the same time, he raised his fists, his golden body shone brightly, and he punched out.
One punch weighs fifteen thousand kilograms!
"Boom" "Bang"...
A series of sonic booms, Ling Feng groaned, both of his hands were penetrated, and even the bones of his hands were broken. He grimaced in pain, but the six spiritual energy remained unabated, and with a few "pops",
His shoulders and chest were injured.
Fortunately, most of the power of the spiritual energy was blocked by Ba Fist, Golden Blood Flame, and Broken Blade Fragments, otherwise this blow would have been enough to kill Ling Feng.
"kill!"
Ling Feng was so angry that he rushed out and wanted to fight the old man in close combat. In that case, his dominating fist and golden treasure body would cause fatal damage to the latter.
After all, he could resist the attack of six spiritual energies, but as long as he punched the old man, it would be enough for the latter to endure.
"Hmph, you are not overestimating your abilities!"
The old man sneered sternly, and the six spiritual energies suddenly turned and merged suddenly, forming a most powerful punch.
"Boom"
When this punch fell, the golden blood flame shattered, and the fragments of the broken blade flew around. Ling Feng fell to the sky. He groaned and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.
The power of the sixth-level martial spirit is too terrifying. It is definitely not something that he can resist now, not even the golden treasure body can stop it.
"Old man, suffer death!"
Ling Feng became fierce, he used the Wind Chasing Step, and quickly killed him. He had to fight in close quarters, otherwise he wouldn't even have a chance. He had to get too close, and his golden treasure body and Xuanyang's telekinesis power
, can inflict a fatal blow to the sixth-level martial spirit.
"Boy, you overestimate yourself!"
The old man sneered and slapped it down. In a moment, the six spiritual energy turned into a huge light palm and pushed it directly over.
"Break it for me!"
Ling Feng roared, he gathered all the strength in his body and punched the golden treasure body down.
"puff"
This punch was extremely domineering, and the force of fifteen thousand kilograms exploded instantly, piercing a big hole in the spiritual energy palm, but the palm still pressed forward forcefully.
In an instant, Ling Feng's golden body could no longer bear it. His flesh and blood were shattered, and his clothes were all shattered. It looked bloody and miserable.
"I will definitely kill you!"
Ling Feng's eyes were blood red, and he turned into a gust of wind with Chasing Wind Steps. He resisted the palm, but still killed it quickly and confusedly.
"It's a pity that you are too weak and do not have the qualifications!"
The old man smiled solemnly.
The next moment, he punched out again, and the six spiritual energy became more and more intrusive. At that moment, the air was shaking wildly, and was plowed open by the punch, forming ripples like water waves.
"Block!"
Ling Feng's eyes were about to burst. He punched out with all his strength and fired the burning blade. The golden treasure body and the six golden blood flames exploded with the strongest power.
This attack, not to mention compared with the top level one martial arts, is almost the same.
However, in front of the sixth level martial spirit, it is still futile.
"Bo"
Ripple clouds exploded one by one, mountains and rocks flew around, and the entire Broken Soul Cliff was trembling. Under the cliff, a cold and sharp wind like a knife formed, roaring wantonly, sweeping up the dust and rocks, and rushed up.
high altitude.
Ling Feng's figure was submerged in the rocks.
"puff"
When the wind and sand fell from the sky, Lingfeng vomited blood. Four blood holes were penetrated in his body. The blood was dripping and shocking. This was the result of his full resistance. Otherwise, he would have died.
But even so, he only managed to block two rays of spiritual energy.
"Whoosh"
The next moment, he attacked and closed the distance in an instant. His mouth and nose were bleeding, and his whole body looked like a bloody man. Even the golden blood flames were dim.
But now, with life and death at stake, he doesn't care so much anymore.
"Then I'll send you to death!"
The old man snorted coldly and shouted: "Geniuses have died young since ancient times. If you want to blame it, blame it. Your talent is too amazing."
After the words fell, he took action again. The six spiritual energy turned into a sharp knife and slashed down from top to bottom. Under the blade, Ling Feng seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood.
"Burning Blade!" "Ba Fist!"
Ling Feng's eyes were bleeding, but he still rushed forward.
"Boom" "pop"...
In the canyon, a mushroom cloud exploded, rushing straight up from the bottom of the cliff. The rocks and dust formed a hurricane that kept circling. Just the ripples could seriously injure a first-level martial spirit.
And in that hurricane, the old man's knife slashed into Ling Feng's shoulder without hesitation. With a "tear" sound, he slashed down at once, as if he wanted to split Ling Feng's whole body alive.
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"I block!"
Ling Feng roared in pain. He held the small broken-edged dagger with both hands and pressed it hard under the sharp knife. At the same time, the golden body showed its power and knocked the sharp knife away.
"puff"
This time, Ling Feng's injury was even more serious. His shoulder was split open, and the wound extended all the way to his chest. It only narrowly missed his heart, and even the golden flame was split.
Not even the golden body can stop that sharp knife!
This was such a huge gap that Ling Feng could only sigh. The sixth level martial spirit was indeed terrifying. If he were not a spiritual master, he would definitely die in this battle.
"kill!"
Suddenly, the old man shouted coldly, and the sharp knife formed by the six spiritual energy was held in his hand, and then he chopped it down without hesitation. For a moment, the strong wind was cold, and there was still a trace of silk on the sharp knife.
Flesh, flesh, and thick blood are dripping down.
It can be said that this is a fatal blow that cannot be dodged or blocked at all.
"Damn it...it's you!"
But just when the sharp knife was about to fall, Ling Feng showed a bloodthirsty smile. Under the cover of the hurricane of rocks, a golden light suddenly burst out between his eyebrows.
At that moment, the hurricane seemed to have stopped and time became silent.
Soul Seal!
A bolt of golden lightning appeared in an instant, carrying a dazzling brilliance. It was as bright as the golden sun, but sharper than the blade of a knife. It struck wildly between the eyebrows of the old man and rushed into the latter's soul in the blink of an eye.
ocean.
"Buzz"
At that moment, the old man's body stiffened and froze, his eyes were horrified, showing fear, and in his pupils, there were phantoms flying past.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why the elder of Mo Yun Sect disappeared before.
"You are... a spiritual master!"
He opened his mouth, and the aura in his eyes dispersed little by little. He knew Ling Feng's identity and wanted to kill the latter to avoid future troubles, but he couldn't do it.
"Kacha" the sharp knife collapsed, his body was crumbling, and his vitality was rapidly passing away.
"The answer is correct, but you are already dead!" Ling Feng said bitterly.
There was only one point left, and the sharp knife was about to hit his forehead. Even if his golden body could repel the latter, he would definitely die. Only his mental power could kill the old man.
"Mo Yunzong, I will definitely go to the bloodbath!" Ling Feng swore coldly.
Mo Yunzong killed him again and again. If it was Martial Saint Lingfeng, he would have killed Ba Wu and chopped him into pieces. But now he is not strong enough, so he can only endure it.
However, when he rises, Moyun Sect will become a bloody purgatory!
"Wrong..." The old man sighed softly, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of despair. Everyone underestimated Ling Feng. The most terrifying thing about the latter was not his martial arts or physical training, but his mental power.
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It's a pity that Mo Yunzong will not know, nor will the sect master know. He can even imagine the scene of the sect bleeding all night. This time the sect master is really wrong and should not be provoked by such a evil star.