Ling Feng's eyes were gloomy, and the dark warrior storm tried hard to push away the river water, but it was still crumbling. This was because the warrior storm was special, otherwise it would have been unable to hold on long ago.
But there was an undercurrent blocking the road ahead, which could lead to death at every turn, forcing Ling Feng to turn around.
His face was ferocious. There was so much pressure here that even the martial spirit couldn't be so calm. And since he was a silver treasure body, this pressure was nothing at all, so there was no need to be afraid.
This is an opportunity to kill Wu Ling!
There is no doubt that this is a crazy idea. No matter how outstanding a warrior is, he will never be able to kill a martial spirit, but Ling Feng did just that.
"Boy, have you accepted your fate?"
The middle-aged man's insidious way.
He swam over quickly, his body covered with spiritual energy, but he was also feeling stressed, so his voice was dull.
"Old man, I will send you to death today!"
The corners of Ling Feng's eyes twitched sharply, and he rushed over directly. Since he would definitely kill the latter, there was no need to hide.
The brilliance of silver shone little by little, lighting up the dark river water a little.
Immediately, the Soul Devouring Art was launched, but it was concentrated on the right hand, and its power should not be underestimated.
"You don't have the qualifications!"
The middle-aged man showed cold contempt. He simply did not believe that Ling Feng could kill him.
Then, he cut it with his palm, and the spiritual energy formed a small dagger, but compared to before, the dagger was obviously much darker.
"Bang"
The river water was turbulent, and Ling Feng was pushed back ten feet. The strike of the silver treasure body weighed five thousand kilograms, and it actually cracked the head of the small spiritual energy dagger and collapsed.
This made the middle-aged man couldn't help but be shocked. He stared straight at Ling Feng and said: "A body of flesh and blood can actually do this. You are a physical practitioner!"
Everyone has always thought that Lingfeng's flesh and blood were special and were the result of hardening, but now it seems that is not the case at all.
This kind of power can only be achieved through physical cultivation.
"Martial artist, refining elixirs, cultivating the body... you are going to die!"
At this moment, the middle-aged man strengthened his determination. If such a young man did not die, then the entire Moyun Sect would be in trouble.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, the river water stirred, and the spiritual energy pushed away the river water, forming three command arrows, which penetrated the river water with a "pop" and shot towards Ling Feng.
"Block it for me!"
Ling Feng's face was gloomy, and he tried his best to resist. The Dragon Flame Sword and Soul Devouring Art all came out to meet him.
However, even at the bottom of the dark river, Wu Ling was still terrifying. Ling Feng's palm and left shoulder were shot through. This was the result of his avoidance. Even the silver treasure body could not shake the aura.
However, Ling Feng was very fierce. He rushed over quickly, raised his bloody palm, and slapped it down. As a result of his full force, the middle-aged man was beaten violently and flew away.
His arm was broken by that palm, he grinned in pain, and his heart was extremely shaken.
"kill"
The next moment, he killed him again, and his spiritual energy turned into a knife and began to tear Ling Feng's flesh and blood.
"Bang" "Dong"...
This was a bloody battle. Ling Feng showed the ultimate combat power of his silver treasure body, and even Warrior Storm showed it without any scruples, constantly fighting with the middle-aged man.
The water in the river was stirred up, and bubbles appeared on the surface of the river.
But the ending was already doomed. Ling Feng was covered in blood, breathing rapidly, his sternum and ribs were broken, and even his internal organs were injured. If he hadn't dodged quickly enough, Ling Feng would have been a dead body by now.
Of course, the middle-aged man's injuries were not minor. His wrist was broken, his face was slapped, his nose was flat, and he lost one eye.
This was intolerable to him. After all, he was a martial spirit, but he suffered a big loss at the hands of a warrior, which made him go crazy with anger.
"Go to hell!"
The middle-aged man went crazy, and a stream of spiritual energy, as thick as an arm, rushed out from his dantian and turned into a three-foot-long sword. With a "choking" sound, it slashed at Ling Feng.
At that time, the Dark Yin River could not stop the water and split rapidly.
Ling Feng lost color and quickly retreated, but the sword was so fast that even he couldn't dodge it.
"Fight!"
At this moment, Ling Feng gritted his teeth, his soul trembled sharply, golden light shone, and the golden sword formed by the power of his mind suddenly curved, and ejected with a "bang" sound.
"call out"
A ray of golden light tore through the lake water, carrying a terrifying aura, and passed away in a flash, heading straight for the middle-aged man's eyebrows.
Ling Feng used his mental power for the first time, and it exploded in full force. You can imagine the power.
Of course, he only used his soul skill - Hanging Arrow!
That arrow was extremely fast, like a galloping hair. It was not obvious under the cover of spiritual energy and silver treasure body, but an extremely dangerous thought still appeared in the middle-aged man's mind.
However, as soon as this idea appeared, he was restrained by him. He is just a warrior. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be?
What's more, that spiritual sword has already reached Ling Feng's eyes, what else can he do?
"puff"
It was at that moment that the hair-like golden arrow penetrated the middle-aged man's eyebrows, leaving a bloody hole that was invisible to the naked eye, and the power of his mind cracked and minced the latter's soul sea.
.
"How...how is this possible?"
The middle-aged man's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief and fear. He never thought that Ling Feng would have such a blow.
"You are... a spiritual master!"
In an instant, he understood, and a look of deep fear appeared in his eyes.
The young man in front of me is so terrifying. He is a talented alchemist, warrior, physical practitioner, and spiritual power. He has armed himself to the teeth. But the most terrifying thing is his mental power, which has been hidden until this moment.
Must kill.
This kind of scheming and strength is so terrifying!
"Ling Feng, it's a pity that you are going to die too!"
His eyes flashed with reluctance, despair and anger, and he was also deeply worried about Mo Yunzong. Soon, his eyes began to blur and gradually turned gray.
Wu Ling died in battle!
If this news spreads, it will inevitably cause an uproar, shake the two major forces, and even trigger a war. After all, there are too few martial arts in Mo Yun Sect.
However, now he is lying in the dark river, dying with his eyes open.
However, the sword he used before his death still struck Ling Feng's body. For a moment, the sound of broken bones and broken flesh and blood could be heard on Ling Feng's body.
He vomited blood, his face turned pale, and there was no color at all, and his body was carried very far by the force, like a kite with its string broken.
He quickly flew towards the underground undercurrent. This momentum could not be stopped at all. After all, the spirit sword was too powerful.
"No!"
Ling Feng screamed and struggled fiercely, using Warrior Storm to its limit. He wanted to stop this trend, but it was still much slower.
He had reached the edge of the undercurrent, and the turbulent water was already lapping at his feet.
Moreover, the undercurrent formed a vortex, with a pulling force. Even the warrior storm was instantly crushed, while Ling Feng was sucked in.
"Buzz"
The world turned upside down, and the sucking force was terrifying, tearing Ling Feng's robe to pieces in an instant, followed by the warrior storm, and finally, even the flesh and blood were cracking and being torn apart bit by bit...
"Uh-huh!"
Lingfeng screamed miserably, hugging himself tightly, gathering warrior storms again and again, and resisting them with his silver treasure body. He tried his best...
"buzz"
The entire undercurrent was turbulent, and the tearing force became stronger and stronger. Finally, Ling Feng fell into the center of the undercurrent, all the tearing force disappeared, and he passed out because of this.
Even the silver treasure body can't stop it. You can imagine how terrifying the undercurrent is.
"Wow"
I don't know how much time passed, but Ling Feng woke up leisurely and felt that his whole body was in excruciating pain and his bones were all falling apart.
"here it is……"
He slowly opened his eyes, stared around, and found a small stream flowing under him. The spring water was clear, and several small fish could be seen swimming happily.
"I'm not dead yet..."
Ling Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a hint of joy bloomed from his eyes. He remembered that he was involved in the undercurrent, but who would have thought that he would come here.
"The injury is too serious."
Two quarters of an hour later, Ling Feng got up with difficulty, his brows furrowed together, he coughed lightly, and blood flowing out was gray and blood.
Although he was not dead, the evil spirit had invaded his body. He was seriously injured and might have affected his cultivation.
"Eh"
Suddenly, Ling Feng's expression changed, and he discovered that the stones in the stream were silver in color, and there were golden air currents in them, like golden water, and like spring milk, which was unique.
"That stone is...Jin Xuan Stone!"
Ling Feng screamed, staggered up, and looked up to the sky laughing.
He is also very familiar with this kind of stone. He has seen it on the Holy Mountain before, but it is too rare. He did not expect to see it here.
One piece, two pieces... fifteen pieces!
Ling Feng's eyes were filled with stars. Regardless of his injuries, he threw himself into the creek and dug out all fifteen Jinxuan stones.
The Jinxuan Stone is a rare thing from heaven and earth. It contains golden profound energy, which can be said to be stronger than spiritual energy. It cannot be compared with the profound energy of heaven and earth.
It is extremely pure yang. It can not only force out the evil energy of yin, but also cleanse flesh and blood and improve the realm. It even has a great effect on silver treasure bodies. For a warrior, getting a piece of it can be ecstatic.
And he got as much as fifteen yuan at once!
This is a valuable asset. He can recover and take further steps. How can he not be ecstatic?
"What a blessing in disguise, the undercurrent actually leads here!"
Ling Feng smashed Ba Ba's mouth, he was so silly and happy that his saliva almost flowed down.
"First drive the evil spirit out of the body, and then improve your strength!"
Ling Feng thought secretly for a moment, then closed his eyes and took a piece of Jin Xuan Stone, ready to absorb the golden Xuan Qi inside.