All seven martial arts masters died, and even the fourth-level martial spirit Huang Meng died in battle. This was a huge shock!
Meng Sheng was stunned, his eyes were red, and he stared at Ling Feng, wishing he could eat him alive. There were eight of them, all geniuses from two major families, but now he was the only one left.
This made him crazy and couldn't accept it at all.
"Huang Meng!"
Meng Sheng's voice was cold, and the four spiritual energy in his body burned, blooming with dazzling light, and a powerful force burst out from his body.
"I don't care whether you are a spiritual master or a body-refining warrior, you will all die today!"
Meng Sheng went crazy, his hair flew up, his face was ferocious, and he looked terrifying. He walked forward, and the small purple bowl quickly pressed towards Ling Feng, and four of the spiritual energy turned into
Sharp arrows shot at Ling Feng one after another.
"咻咻"
The sound of breaking through the air continued, Ling Feng's expression was cautious, and he was a fourth-level martial spirit. Meng Sheng was not even a bit more tyrannical than Huang Meng. He jumped back a few steps, and five small daggers flew out of his wrist. With a clang, he clicked.
Together they form a five-inch long blade.
"Burning Blade!"
Ling Feng roared angrily, and eight flaming blood flames rushed out in an instant, burning on the small blade, and a domineering aura shot straight to the sky and earth, meeting the small purple bowl.
"Bo"
The first spiritual energy arrow was shattered. Ling Feng's strength could definitely crush a first-level martial spirit, but the brilliance of the Burning Blade also dimmed. Then the second spiritual energy arrow shot out, destroying the Burning Blade.
They were all shattered by the shock and flew out.
"bass"
This was the third sharp arrow of spiritual energy that came to kill. Ling Feng's expression changed and he used the Wind Chasing Step to the limit. He barely escaped the blow. The sharp arrow rubbed his hair and shot him on a piece of gravel.
On the top, with a dull explosion, the piece of gravel fell into pieces.
This is the power of spiritual energy arrows. Each arrow is not inferior to a full-strength strike from a first-level martial spirit. What's more, with the blessing of Xuan-level weapons, the power of this arrow is even stronger, which is what Ling Feng is afraid of.
place.
"brush"
The fourth arrow came, like a breeze, and instantly hit Ling Feng's back. With a "Pfft" sound, Ling Feng groaned and his smile turned pale. The sharp arrow penetrated his flesh and blood two inches deep.
, almost piercing his lungs.
I have to say that the small purple bowl is very special. It hangs over Ling Feng and the golden proud bird. It can attack at any time according to their movements. It is very difficult to escape.
"Tsundere bird, why don't you do it?!" Ling Feng looked ugly. He also wanted to use his mental power to kill Meng Sheng, but the latter had two mysterious-level weapons, the small purple bowl for attack, and the battle axe.
It was carried in the hands of Meng Sheng. Since the latter already knew about it, he was mentally prepared and had already prepared it.
Even if Ling Feng used his mental power, it would be impossible to kill Meng Sheng with one blow.
"kill!"
The golden arrogant bird's eyes flashed, and it immediately came to kill. A small net flashed out of its sharp claws, and nine golden air currents gurgled out like spring water, covering the small net in the blink of an eye.
"Buzz"
The next moment, the small net expanded instantly and turned into a large net three feet long. It rushed directly towards the small purple bowl. The small net was entangled with a faint spiritual energy. It was a spiritual weapon. Naturally, its power was not comparable to that of the small purple bowl.
It can be compared, but with the current strength of the golden proud bird, it is impossible to exert the power of the spiritual weapon. At most, it is comparable to the mysterious weapon.
But, that's enough!
"Bo"
In an instant, a three-foot-long net wrapped up the small purple bowl and strangled it tightly. Nine golden air currents collided violently with four spiritual energy, and the sound was like muffled thunder.
The golden arrogant bird trembled all over, and its beak was crooked. It was forcibly suppressing the small purple bowl, and Meng Sheng's combat power was indeed a lot stronger than it. The four spiritual energies vibrated.
The net shook loosely.
"Hmph, a thief bird actually possesses a spiritual-level weapon, but it's a pity that you are still too weak!"
Meng Sheng was a little shocked. That bird was so extraordinary. It could speak human language and was good at martial arts. Now even spiritual soldiers had appeared. If word spread, it would definitely cause an uproar.
However, it is just a monster in the martial arts realm, which is far different from him.
"Open it for me!"
He shouted loudly, and the four spiritual energy turned into a giant hammer, which hit the small net fiercely.
"Boom"
The ground shook, and the golden arrogant bird screamed, and was thrown into the air. It couldn't resist the huge force. If it weren't for the Holy Wings suit, it would have been injured.
Despite this, it flew several feet away, and its beak drooped.
"kill!"
Ling Feng's expression turned cold. When the small net was about to be shaken open, he performed the Flying Flower and Leaf Folding Step. He stamped his feet hard on the ground, and his whole body rose into the air. A petal appeared under his feet, and a foot
With a slight tap on it, Ling Feng took advantage of the momentum and rushed into the void again.
The next moment, he grabbed the small net and strangled it tightly around the purple bowl. Both the golden proud bird and Meng Sheng were startled. The former's beak twitched. Was he seeking death?
That little purple bowl is so terrifying that it can't even suppress the spirit soldiers it activates. Wouldn't it mean death if it goes up like this?
"Haha, since you want to die, then I will give you a ride!"
Meng Sheng smiled coldly, opened his hands, and an even more violent spiritual energy rushed toward the small purple bowl. At the same time, he held the battle ax and slashed at Ling Feng.
"Buzz" and "匌"
This was a fatal blow. Ling Feng was in the air and used a small net to strangle the small purple bowl. He was also trapped and it was too late to dodge.
"Damn it, that kid is finished!"
The golden arrogant bird slipped around, a little annoyed, but it couldn't care anymore at the moment. It had already made preparations. Once Ling Feng was killed, it rushed directly into the elixir garden, picked the elixir, and used it to
With the ability to fly into the air, it would be difficult for Meng Sheng to do anything with it.
But if this happens, its losses will be too great. It cannot stay in the elixir garden for long, and only a small part can be packed away.
This also makes it a little unwilling!
"Find a way to kill him!"
The golden arrogant bird hesitated for a moment, and then a phoenix knife emerged from its sharp claws. While Meng Sheng was attacking Ling Feng, it touched it quietly.
But at that moment, Ling Feng showed an evil smile.
In fact, the most terrifying thing about him is not his mental power or his blood flames, but his power, the most domineering power!
"boom"
The next moment, the small purple bowl, which looked like several millstones put together, was swung by him, and even the air was plowed out with a cracking sound. It was as heavy as a mountain and swept out.
It was driven by four spiritual energies, but was swung by Ling Feng like this. Meng Sheng snorted and turned pale in horror. Who would have thought that a ten-year-old child could actually resist the purple bowl?!
What kind of terrifying power of flesh and blood is that?!
"Boom"
Ling Feng swung the small purple bowl and faced the battle ax directly. Amidst the roaring sound, Meng Sheng spurted blood and flew straight away. Not even the four auras could block such a violent blow.
Strong enough to carry the cauldron!
After Lingfeng refined the flames, his flesh and blood limit had reached 40,000 kilograms, and he could hit 20,000 kilograms with one punch. At this moment, he also unleashed eight flames, and the power was simply heaven-defying.
Already.
With a weapon in hand, I have the world!
The body-refining warrior has such charm. The weapons that belong to the body-refining warrior are terrifying. In this aspect, he is definitely the most domineering, but it is a pity that he does not have the weapons at his disposal.
And now, he is invincible!
Snap!
The phoenix knife in the golden arrogant bird's hand was shattered, and its beak was about to fall off. It looked at Ling Feng with dumbfounded eyes, as if seeing a ghost. The power of flesh and blood was too terrifying.
The golden body is well-deserved!
And it also secretly swore that it would never go with this monster. It was too dangerous. Who knows if it offended him one day, would it resist a hill and suppress it?
"You...how is this possible?"
Meng Sheng's five orifices were bleeding, his sternum was broken, his face was pale, and he couldn't believe it.
"Suffer death!"
Ling Feng smiled coldly and fell from the air. With a sound as heavy as thunder, the ground exploded in an instant. His ankles fell into it, but the next moment, he threw the small purple bowl out.
"call out"
The air burst like water waves and the earth trembled. This bowl was so heavy that even Emperor Wu might be shaken to death if he came.
"return!"
Meng Sheng snorted coldly, and the four spiritual energy suddenly retreated. The small purple bowl shrank instantly and turned into the size of a palm. However, the power of the castration remained unabated, and it was like a cold punch, killing it.
Meng Sheng's eyes widened. He wanted to suppress the small purple bowl, but he couldn't do it at all, so he could only dodge sideways.
"pity……"
But at this moment, Ling Feng smiled again, golden lightning suddenly appeared between Meng Sheng's eyebrows, and then he killed him without hesitation.
"puff"
A wisp of bright red blood flowed down from the center of Meng Sheng's eyebrows. His wide-open eyes stiffened suddenly and then slowly dimmed. His soul was shattered by the earthquake.
"Click"
He was so weak that he fell to the ground, staring at Ling Feng until he died. He still couldn't believe that the fourth-level martial spirit was killed by two people in a row by that young man. Was the latter so tyrannical?
Meng Sheng is dead!
The golden arrogant bird looked at Ling Feng and felt a little hairy. The latter should not be provoked. Even the fourth-level warriors were killed. If this continued, it would either be roasted or suppressed.
Ling Feng also breathed a sigh of relief and spat out a blood arrow from his mouth. Although he killed two martial arts spirits, he also suffered heavy injuries, but it was all worth it.
Not to mention the elixir garden, the items on the bodies of several warriors were priceless, especially the small purple bowl, which would be a weapon for him to attack and kill in the future.