This was originally the place where Ling Feng killed the demon-blooded beast, but now he was in a tragic situation, with bleeding between his eyebrows and cracked bones on the back of his head.
His eyes were dim and he felt like he was about to die. The heavy power made him crazy and unwilling to do so.
How could he be taken over by that wrinkled old monster?!
He tried his best to move the double stone to protect one direction so that the demon king could not rush over. Then, he used the broken blade to block one direction. He leaned on the double stone and kept vomiting blood.
"Ling Feng!"
"Ling Feng!"
Both Yun Xi and Liu Shushu were extremely anxious. They wanted to rush over, but they were unable to help because they were too seriously injured, which made Ling Feng even more passive.
"Old man, I will definitely kill you today!"
Ling Feng said in a pale and feeble voice. His energy and blood were flowing away. The most important thing was that the center of his eyebrow was severely injured and he would not be able to recover in a short time. At this moment, his soul sea was also agitated, which made him very painful.
He doesn't want to die, so he must understand the final kill of Jiutian Kill.
It can be said that the willpower of every physical practitioner is extremely strong. Under such a decline, Ling Feng still did not lose confidence, but his eyes became more condensed.
"Miscellaneous..."
He held the broken blade and kept blasting out. With his back against the double stone, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt much safer. Then he concentrated on the ninth kill, and even tried to kill that blow.
"when!"
Suddenly, the Demon Lord's face was startled. His killing blow was blocked by Ling Feng's blade, causing his body to tremble. After all, his mental power could not compete with the strength of the warrior.
It is naturally weak and can exert such power, but if there is a real collision, it will still suffer a big loss. After all, if the power of the Martial Emperor is gone, it can be absorbed, but if the mental power is broken, it is impossible to recover.
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"The eighth kill!"
Ling Feng shouted softly and slashed out with another blade, lighting up the surrounding sky. The eight blades formed a heaven-defying killing spree, bombarding the Demon Lord from all directions.
"puff"
This time, the Demon Lord did not dodge. He was about to rush over, but was struck by the blade and knocked away. His abdomen was cut open, and another piece of his mental power withered away. The pain made the Demon Lord hold his head and cry out.
, the light on his body quickly dimmed.
"Son, I will make you die miserably!"
The demon king roared with anger, and the hostility in his body almost materialized. Then, he disappeared from the place, and when he reappeared, he was already on top of Ling Feng's head.
Kill with one sword!
The mental power violently activated the Horcrux, piercing the Eryang Holy Fire, and then quickly swooped over and poured into Ling Feng's sea of souls.
"Uh-huh!" Ling Feng's head was in severe pain. It felt like it was about to explode. The bones on the top of his head were cracked. He could only use his mental power to resist with all his strength.
At the same time, he raised the broken blade and stabbed the Demon Lord fiercely. Under the severe pain, Ling Feng burst out as fast as he could and slashed the Horcrux with one blade, knocking the Horcrux away.
It flew out, and even the Demon Lord was injured. His mental power swayed and spread into a mist form.
Of course, this blow also caused Ling Feng's scalp to explode and his hair to hang down, stained with sticky blood.
"Kill..."
Lingfeng swallowed an extreme blood pill and used the medicine to heal his injuries.
At this moment, his eyes were red and he was completely killing. The broken blades were slashing out one after another, from the first kill to the eighth kill. Although his eyes were stained with blood and his mental power was seriously injured, he felt a faint touch.
A threshold has been reached.
"I'm going to step over there!"
Blood dripped from the corner of Ling Feng's mouth. Although he kept killing Jiutiansha, he still couldn't prevent the devil's sneak attack. Moreover, he not only attacked Ling Feng's head, but also attacked the big holes on Ling Feng's body, making Ling Feng
Blood spurted out, his body became weaker and weaker, and his lips were as pale as paper.
"Pfft!"
The next moment, the demon king stabbed Ling Feng in the middle of the eyebrow with his sword. After the sword, he quickly dodged away. He displayed his shamelessness to the fullest, but Ling Feng was helpless. The latter's speed was fatal.
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You can't be hurt, you can only be hurt!
"bass!"
When Ling Feng was furious, the Demon Lord's second sword came again, piercing Ling Feng's head and tearing a long bloody mouth. The Demon Lord obviously didn't want to kill Ling Feng, he wanted to consume Ling Feng.
He fainted and died, and then took away his body.
"The fusion of people and soldiers..."
At this moment, on the edge of life and death, under the brutal killing, Ling Feng entered a wonderful realm. Everything around him seemed to disappear. He could feel the pulsation of the burning flames in his body and the pulsation of the broken blade in his hand.
They seemed to come alive.
"threshold……"
Ling Feng murmured palely. He had already felt the aura. As long as he stepped in, he would be in a different world. However, this feeling was too elusive.
"bass!"
Suddenly, he struck out with a blade, the flames were burning, and the broken blade was trembling, but something was missing, causing the two to be unable to fuse, and the broken blade could not burn.
"A flower, a grass, a leaf, a tree, what is a weapon?"
Suddenly, a strange question appeared in Ling Feng's mind, and then he understood it, and a bright danger appeared at the corner of his mouth, embellished with blood, like a rose in blood.
What is a weapon?!
If there is a weapon in the heart, then anything can be turned into a weapon. Only in this way can oneself, the burning flame and the weapon be integrated, pulsating at the same time, and pulsating with the heaven and earth.
"The blade in the heart!"
Ling Feng murmured secretly, extremely ecstatic. Although he was seriously injured now and could die at any time, his ecstasy was uncontrollable. He felt the burning flames on his body flickering, and every piece of flesh and blood was surging.
I even felt the oppressive killing intent on the broken blade!
"Buzz!"
The next moment, a vague shadow appeared in his mind. As Ling Feng struck more and more Nine Heavenly Kills, it became clearer. Finally, it emerged. It was a blade!
It was only an inch long, like a small dagger, shrouded in a thin layer of mist. It looked very soft, without any sharpness, but Ling Feng felt the killing intent and unyielding feeling in his heart.
The fighting spirit!
Unless people die, weapons will never die!
The fighting spirit never stops!
"Boy, I've lost my patience. I won't give you another chance this time!" The Demon Lord's face became darker and darker. He had been injured several times in several attacks. If this continued, he doubted
I couldn't even survive that boy.
So, he didn't want to wait any longer.
"choke!"
The soul weapon softly screamed, and shot out an astonishing sword light. It flew out, and its movement was brighter than lightning, forming a rainbow in the sky. With a "tear" sound, Ling Feng did not dodge, and the sword hit him directly.
It was inserted into the side of Ling Feng's head and the two Yang Holy Fires exploded.
In fact, at this point in the battle, the Eryang Holy Fire had already dimmed, and when the Holy Fire collapsed, the Demon Lord's face was filled with a sinister smile, and all his mental power was rioting, moving towards Ling Feng's soul like a vast sea.
The sea surges away.
Seize the house!
An unstoppable trend!
That was the spiritual power of the holy soul, which was not something that a small master could resist. It was like a giant hammer, prying open Ling Feng's sea of souls and blasting fiercely inside.
"Bang, bam..."
The next moment, Ling Feng's mental power rushed towards him, but he was smashed back by the giant hammer. It was not a fight at the same level at all. This made the Demon Lord extremely happy. According to this trend, he could not only dominate Ling Feng's
The body can also swallow up the latter's mental power.
However, just when he was ecstatic, eighteen sword marks suddenly flew out around the waning moon in Ling Feng's soul sea, each one releasing an astonishing light.
"Swish..."
They flew over silently and killed them with the power of the Demon Lord's mind. The originally calm sword marks now exploded with the power that a holy soul should have.
It's sharper than a sword!
"Uh-huh!"
The demon king screamed, his face twisted, as if he had seen a ghost, his mental power was pierced through holes in an instant, making his body weaker and weaker.
"Psychic sword mark, how could there be such a thing in this young man's soul sea?!" The demon king was extremely frightened, his whole body was trembling, and then, he quickly retreated from Lingfeng's soul sea, and flew out as if he was running away.
Far.
"Child, how dare you cheat me!" The Demon Lord was so angry that he was trembling all over. He was almost killed by the sword mark of telepathy. Even if he escaped, his mental telepathy was severely damaged, and he was about to fall to the level of the Holy Soul.
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"I originally thought you were a top-notch cauldron, but now I find that you can't stay at all!"
At this moment, the Demon Lord finally showed his murderous intention. Since he could not seize the body, he could only destroy it.
"kill!"
The next moment, he disappeared from the spot and stabbed Ling Feng's chest with a sword, intending to pierce and crush Ling Feng's internal organs. His eyes showed resentment and cruelty.
"when!"
However, just when the sword was about to pierce Ling Feng's flesh and blood, a broken blade was suddenly placed on the tip of the sword, making a crisp and loud sound.
"How is this possible?" The Demon Lord was shocked. He had just used all his strength and the speed was unbelievable, but this young man resisted it accurately.
Is it a coincidence?!
The wind was cold and fierce, and two layers of stone stood in the sky. A young man was squinting his eyes. His eyes were calm. He glanced at the Demon Lord lightly and said slowly: "You have killed me so many times with swords before. Now is it my turn to fight back?"
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"What did you say?" Demon Lord was startled and looked at Ling Feng as if he were an idiot. You keep fighting back, okay?
However, my speed is invincible, is counterattack useful?!
"I said, I want to kill you!" Ling Feng smiled quietly, gently and forcefully, but in the bloody light, he was so arrogant and confident, completely different from the hysterical madness before.