"The South Wind Sword suddenly dissipated and then appeared in your hand. The sword that surrounded me never left, and suddenly a saint appeared to protect me... How can there be so many coincidences in this world." Zhong Lingxi shook his head.
He shook his head, smiled bitterly, and then said, "But your appearance this time will probably be a great drain on you, so you'd better go back as soon as possible."
"I can only appear for a cup of tea, but I'd better wait and go back. No matter if I return to the sheath now or after half a stick of incense, I won't be able to come out again in a short time. If I don't let
I’ll escort you for one more ride, at least until you regain some strength.”
Seeing that Zhong Lingxi wanted to say something more, Nanfeng Sword Spirit spoke faster and faster. Seeing that Zhong Lingxi finally gave in to her, the girl also had a smile on her lips.
On the top of the mountain more than ten feet away, the man in animal clothing and others were climbing on the cliff and looking at the two women in front of them, their pupils contracted slightly...
"Young Master, you knew this woman was not a saint, why did you leave?"
"In this way, killing is fun, isn't it?"
…………
Stab——!!
A punch cut through the air and hit Lin Fenghuo's long knife.
The fist didn't stop after just one blow. The person on the opposite side seemed to have noticed Lin Fenghuo's lack of strength. For a moment, fierce punches continued. When Wang Bodang rushed to help, he found that Lin Fenghuo's long knife was on
The fireworks have long since dimmed.
After the man withdrew his fist, he drew an arc-shaped trajectory in the sky and flashed to Wang Bodang's side in an instant. He wanted to repeat his old trick and beat the young man with the spear to half a pulp again.
Before he had time to check Lin Fenghuo's injuries, Wang Bodang noticed the existence of the fist blade. He immediately took a step forward and thrust out the silver-white spear in his hand in advance, cutting off a corner of the fist blade.
Bright red blood gathered from the air, and a faint bloody aura emerged.
This shot hurt him!
It was only then that Wang Bodang saw the true appearance of this person. From body shape to appearance, the person was basically the same as them, but only slightly different in clothing, in order to better highlight their appearance.
With a strong body, the fabric of their clothes will be less, so their movements will be lighter.
"Can outsiders hurt me, Zhu Li?"
Zhu Li looked at his injured palm, which was dripping with blood, and there was a fierce look in his eyes. Just when he was about to make the next move, a flash of black suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a huge sword fell from the top of his head.
boom--!!
A dull sound came from in front of Wang Bodang. He pushed aside the lingering dust and looked forward.
Zhu Li was seen retreating more than ten feet away. He crushed several stone slabs under his feet before he could stand upright. A long line of blood was dragged out and covered the ground, revealing his terrifying ferocity.
Zhu Li spurted out a mouthful of blood, and two hideous wounds appeared on his arms and waist, and there was a thick black gas coming from the wounds.
Black energy...?
Wang Bodang narrowed his eyes and looked at the man walking out of the dense forest. He held a long knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife scratched the ground, making a squeaking sound, and fireworks rose wherever he passed.
This is...Lin Fenghuo...
"As expected." Wang Bodang sighed softly and tightly held the spear in his hand.
Zhu Li's strength was close to him, and even slightly superior to him. The only person present who could put Zhu Li at a disadvantage was Lin Fenghuo, who was possessed by the devil.
"You can't do it either."
Lin Fenghuo held the green fire sword and stood in front of Zhu Li, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He moved his wrist and clenched the knife in his hand. Wisps of flames were squeezed into the air and surrounded the tip of the knife.
He was wearing a plain robe, and traces of black energy flowed out of his body. Gradually, the color of the clothes had already turned black. He was like a beast forced into a desperate situation, with unprecedented madness flashing in his eyes.
With bloodthirsty, the whites next to the pupils have already been shrouded in black energy.
Those pitch black eyes seemed to see through everything.
He swung his sword to meet Zhu Li's fist and slashed at it!
clang--!!
Dazzling flames burst into the air, and Zhu Li blocked the long knife filled with black energy one after another. Although the knife was fast and heavy, as long as he was careful to protect it, it still could not break through his skin.
"Thunder Crane King Spear."
Wang Bodang's voice came from behind Zhu Li. When Zhu Li was about to turn around and avoid it, a spear had already pierced his arm from back to front!
Zhu Li groaned, staggered, and his face turned extremely pale.
He roared low and pulled out the spear tip that penetrated his arm with his backhand. Blood immediately poured out from the wound, dyeing the entire arm blood red.
Then he ran towards the dense forest, but there was no trace of him.
When he left, he just stared at Wang Bodang and Lin Fenghuo fiercely, especially the latter, as if he wanted to engrav their faces in his heart.
"Lin Fenghuo!"
When Uncle Wang saw Zhu Li running away, he did not chase him and hurried to join Lin Fenghuo.
Before he could reach Lin Fenghuo's side, he saw a wave of evil energy rushing straight into the sky and rushing towards Wang Bodang. The raging black energy instantly flew Wang Bodang ten feet away.
The next moment, two sword blades penetrated Wang Bodang's original position, cutting two deep sword marks on the ground, and thick flames were burning above the sword marks.
"Oops!"
As soon as the idea came out, Wang Bodang turned around and ran away. The soaring evil energy behind him seemed to have found an outlet. It quickly flew towards Wang Bodang who was fleeing. In the dark air, there was also a sharp sword and a sword.
The breath of fireworks.
If this is confirmed, whether Uncle Wang lives or dies will have to be decided.
However, the speed at which the black energy spread was beyond the ability of Wang Bodang to surpass him. In just a few breaths, it was enveloped, followed by the heat wave.
When Wang Bodang saw this, he clenched the gun in his hand tightly. In an instant, the lightning flashed, and the huge power of thunder opened a gap out of thin air in the black air.
However, after the black energy, there was a heat wave rising from the Green Fire Sword.
The scorching fire burned Wang Bodang's face red. Although he broke away from the black energy, facing Lin Fenghuo, who had the strength of a knight, Wang Bodang was far from his opponent.
After just one confrontation, the tiger's mouth where he held the gun was painfully split open, and traces of blood flowed to the ground along the gaps between his fingers.
"Lin Fenghuo..."
Wang Bodang gritted his teeth. After the failure of the move just now, he had seen Lin Fenghuo's face enlarged in his eyes. It was such a ferocious look, crazy and sneering, all in one person, but
The indifference in his eyes looked down upon everything, as if those were just appearances covering up his heart.
Wang Bodang's neck was clamped by a pair of big hands. After all, his spear hovering on Lin Fenghuo's chest could not go any further. He put down the gun in his hand and closed his eyes.