Chapter 318: Despicable and dead Taoist friends do not die.
Chapter 318: Despicable, dead Taoist friends are not dead poor Taoists
At this time, Murong Yi saw Ouyang Fu's condition and ran over quickly. The fierce battle just now was no longer a battle that her cultivation level could intervene in.
If she entered rashly, the aftermath of any battle would seriously injure her.
Seeing Ouyang Fu's condition at this time, Murong Yi hurriedly took out all the elixirs from her Najie and handed them to him.
With the recovery of these elixirs, Ouyang Fu could relax.
Seeing the black sword in Lin Feng's hand shattered, Ouyang Fu couldn't help but feel a little happy. In the battle just now, the black sword posed too great a threat to him. The dark sword light caused his jade folding fan to break into pieces.
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You must know that this is a folding fan with a low-grade spiritual weapon.
Lin Feng didn't have so many ideas. After all, he had been using this black sword for more than a day or two. Ever since his Frost Sword was taken away by Nangong Piaoxu, he was still quite comfortable with this black sword.
Anyway, I bought hundreds of black swords with one spirit stone at a time and put them in the soul-suppressing ring. Apart from having no special abilities, they are still good to use.
Not to mention that it can crack mountains and crack rocks, but it is enough for his current situation.
Other monks may not be able to use such a good black sword, but now they have to deal with the person in front of them first.
After repeated fierce battles, the true energy in Lin Feng's body was also depleted, and he knew that if this continued, it would only be more disadvantageous for him.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng slowly pointed his fingers towards his eyebrows, and a drop of blood slowly condensed on his fingertips.
This drop of blood was printed directly on the center of his eyebrows. In an instant, Lin Feng's black robe moved without any wind, and a blood-colored aura continuously emerged from his body.
"Purple Flame Qi Transformation Art!"
Lin Feng's eyebrows were filled with a purple flame with a faint red light rising up.
With the appearance of this flame, Lin Feng's momentum also increased steadily.
The black sword in his hand gradually became tinged with a purple-red light under the blessing of this power.
A faint red light also appeared in Lin Feng's eyes, but this red light was different from the red light when Ouyang Fu took the Blood Spirit Pill.
This red light lacks the bloodthirsty meaning in the Blood Spirit Pill and is more of a pure killing intention.
Moreover, Lin Feng was no more able to control this state than he was in the Bone Forest at this time.
With a sword in hand, Lin Feng said no more, and with one step, a huge force shook from his right foot into the ground, and the hard ground under his feet instantly shattered.
Spider-web-like cracks spread to a radius of five feet, and then turned into a black shadow and shot towards Ouyang Fu.
"cut!"
With a low shout, the sword in Lin Feng's hand made an astonishing arc, and a bright light could be seen flashing through the dark canyon.
At this moment, it was like the sun coming, illuminating the surroundings. A red light flashed through it, and then the sword light disappeared.
Lin Feng's figure gradually appeared not far behind Ouyang Fu, and there was indeed a trace of blood on the black sword in his hand that was slowly dripping from the tip of the sword.
The next moment, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard.
Lin Feng slowly exhaled. He felt that he had just killed someone, and the warm touch was unmistakable.
With the blessing of Ziyan Qi Transformation Art, Lin Feng's control of his speed has become less precise. In such a dim environment, he can only vaguely see that he has hit one person.
Before Lin Feng could turn around, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded behind him. Lin Feng was startled and immediately wanted to turn around, but at this time, the sword he had just slashed had already consumed too much energy.
The speed at this time was inevitably three points slower.
Then in the dim light, Lin Feng saw Ouyang Fu holding a folding fan in front of him and shooting towards him.
At this time, it was too late to use the sword, so Lin Feng had no choice but to throw the sword away and punch out fiercely. The remaining energy was directed towards the direction from which the sound of breaking the air came.
The punches and slaps were crisscrossing in the air. Lin Feng's hand hurt, and he felt a huge force rushing into the fist. With a click, the slap actually cracked the bones of his palm.
After receiving this blow, Lin Feng flew backwards, rolled three or four times in the air before he stabilized his body, and slashed across the ground, leaving two deep marks.
Only then did he see clearly what Ouyang Fu had done. Behind Ouyang Fu, he saw a huge sword mark on Murong Yi's body slashing across her chest.
Murong Yi's body was lying there. Lin Feng quickly guessed that the sword strike just now was made by Ouyang Fu who directly used his companion's life to block it. Otherwise, it could not be Murong Yi lying on the ground.
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"You have such a cruel heart." Lin Feng held the sword in his left hand. Most of his right hand was now disabled, and blood dripped down his arm to the ground, making a ticking sound.
Ouyang Fu had an indifferent look on his face. He swung the jade folding fan fiercely, and a burst of energy spread out, blasting a crack into the ground. "You can do big things without paying attention to trivial matters. She can block this blow for me. Her value has already been exceeded."
It's completely revealed, your arm is useless, I just need to kill you and all this will be over."
Lin Feng had a headache. The situation at this time had reached a point where he was unable to control it.
He never expected that such a situation would occur. According to the original plan, the possibility of this situation occurring should be extremely slim.
But it happened to be such a situation. Faced with this situation, Lin Feng really had a headache.
But even if the situation exceeds Lin Feng's expectations, he will never give up hope of survival.
Just thinking that Murong Yi died at the hands of this so-called teammate, Lin Feng felt a rising anger in his heart.
He remembered that in the Forest of Bones, the people of the Nangong family were like this. When faced with danger, they regarded the lives of their companions as the basis for their own survival.
Lin Feng killed such people when he saw them, and he could not let such people continue to live no matter what.
The murderous intention in his heart became stronger and stronger, and Lin Feng no longer had any reservations at this time.
The true energy was constantly traveling along the meridians in his body, and the powerful breath was rising from his body.
In an instant, the red light in the flame on his brow gradually turned from weak to strong.
It further suppressed the original purple color, and Lin Feng's eyes were dyed with a layer of red light.
As soon as this red light appeared, a terrifying killing intent spread throughout the canyon.