The first thousand and sixty-three chapters! The first decision!
The demon sword and the spear made of blood collided head on.
Lin Xiaofeng was shocked that the spear in the monster's hand could actually fight with the monster knife in his own hand.
Then he felt a little relieved.
After all, this is a monster summoned with twenty lives.
This demon is extremely fast, but Lin Xiaofeng is faster than it!
Knife after knife, the demon was beaten back steadily.
"How come."
Dongsha was so frightened that he took several steps back.
He was well aware of the monsters summoned by the blood curse, and they were extremely ferocious.
In Dong Sha's imagination, there is probably no one who cannot be dealt with by this kind of monster.
I didn't expect that this person from Baiyang Cult could suppress this demon tightly.
Chen Fei and the dozen or so people from the Baiyang Sect became even more excited.
Too strong!
It's really too strong.
Although Chen Fei can be considered a master of the Demon Cult.
But it is definitely not on the same level as this summoned monster.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaofeng was not defeated by this monster.
On the contrary, it suppressed him.
The same is true for those from the Baiyang Sect.
Although they didn't say anything openly, they gradually gained some confidence in the Baiyang Sect in their hearts.
Even without knowing it, they were already standing behind Chen Fei.
Jin Dachuan's expression was extremely ugly, and he didn't know whether to comfort Dong Sha or himself, saying: "Elder Dong, don't worry, no matter how powerful this person is, once our large army from the Wasp Sect arrives, this person will inevitably die.
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Dongsha was in a complicated mood and cursed: "Go away! Do you have the right to speak here?"
It’s fine if others don’t know, Dong Sha knows it.
These more than fifty masters of sorcery were almost half of Huang Jiao's men.
More than thirty people have already entered today.
If Chen Fei was defeated because of this, it can be said that he made up for his mistakes.
If he still can't defeat Chen Fei, he may be torn apart by Hong Tianxin angrily.
But looking at the dozen or so people who have stood behind Chen Fei, can I really take care of Chen Fei today?
Dong Sha let out a long sigh, feeling like he had broken the five-flavor bottle in his heart. There were sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and everything.
Lin Xiaofeng kept slashing at the monster.
But I also felt a little strange in my heart.
This demon started to fight with himself, and it showed signs of becoming more and more powerful.
Lin Xiaofeng could feel that this demon was not hiding his clumsiness and retaining his strength, but that his strength was slowly growing.
Although this growth rate is not fast.
But it is still growing.
Is it possible that this monster will become stronger with each battle?
Lin Xiaofeng was shocked by his idea.
Bang bang bang!
The demon sword and the spear kept colliding with each other.
Finally, Lin Xiaofeng found an opportunity.
The knife stabbed into the demon's chest.
"good!"
Chen Fei shouted excitedly.
As for Dong Sha and Jin Dachuan, it was as if the knife had been inserted into their chests, and their faces suddenly turned pale.
"roar!"
Unexpectedly, this demon did not die, but its body quickly grew in size.
"No, this guy is sucking the blood from the demon knife!" Lin Xiaofeng finally understood.
Just now, the reason why it felt like this monster was getting stronger was probably because when the spear collided with the demon sword, it was secretly sucking the blood from the demon sword.
That's why Lin Xiaofeng felt that it was gradually getting stronger.
Lin Xiaofeng wanted to pull out the demon sword, but it was as if the demon sword was embedded in the demon's body and could not be pulled out at all.
The weird smile on the devil's ugly face seemed to be mocking Lin Xiaofeng.
"You bastard is looking for death."
Lin Xiaofeng kicked the devil hard on the chest.
But it had no effect.
"calm!"
Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath.
The demon sword in his hand is made of condensed blood, and the same is true for this monster.
If you have encountered this situation before.
The weapon spirit inside the Demonic Sword would probably have sucked this monster clean out.
The reason why this monster is able to absorb the blood from the Demon Sword is that Lin Xiaofeng cannot control the huge energy contained in the Demon Sword, which is the blood in it.
But since the demon sword Piao Xue merged into Lin Xiaofeng's body, the demon sword spirit that once wanted to control his body never appeared again.
Maybe it's already dead.
Lin Xiaofeng shook his head hastily to get these thoughts out of his mind.
When did this happen? What are you doing thinking about this?
Lin Xiaofeng looked at the demon condensed with blood and felt helpless.
He doesn't dare to use ghost magic!
Ghost magic is very different from other evil arts.
Anyone with a little vision can see it.
There were too many people present. Once Lin Xiaofeng used it, the news that he was in Chengdu would spread instantly.
When the time comes, he will have to face the endless pursuit of the Holy Religion.
Just when Lin Xiaofeng was still thinking about countermeasures, suddenly, the size of the demon in front of him gradually became larger and larger.
"Ho, ho."
A low roar erupted from the demon's throat.
The voice is hoarse.
The devil raised his hand.
He has sharp nails on his hands.
A brushing sound.
The devil grabbed Lin Xiaofeng's body.
With the sharpness of its claws.
If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be torn apart by this demon in an instant.
Even if Lin Xiaofeng had an innate demonic body, he might be seriously injured.
Lin Xiaofeng crouched down to avoid this move.
The devil kicked Lin Xiaofeng in the body.
Bang.
Lin Xiaofeng was kicked backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
"puff."
Lin Xiaofeng felt the smell of blood welling up in his throat and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
As soon as this scene appeared, Dong Sha secretly cheered.
Jin Dachuan was even more excited and couldn't help shouting: "Well done!"
"Roar." The demon roared loudly.
It seems that the only option is to use the Shaking Dragon Sutra.
When ghost magic is used, it must be recognized.
At this time, Lin Xiaofeng simply squatted on the ground.
Silently he recited the mantra of Shaking the Dragon Sutra.
In an instant, Lin Xiaofeng's entire aura changed.
Even from a long distance, one could still feel an extremely penetrating murderous aura constantly emerging from Lin Xiaofeng's body.
The Dragon Shaking Scripture is divided into four finals.
It's not like there are many evil arts in ghost arts.
Instead, there are only four finals.
"Shaking the Dragon Sutra, the first battle." Lin Xiaofeng muttered in a low voice: "The god's head follows the underworld and transcends to the spiritual darkness and bright period."
Lin Xiaofeng's pupils instantly turned gray, and his whole aura continued to rise.
puff.
There was more blood in Lin Xiaofeng's mouth.
He hasn't fully mastered the Shaking Dragon Sutra yet, and now Lin Xiaofeng is reluctant to use it.
"Ah!" Lin Xiaofeng roared, and then rushed towards the demon made of condensed blood.
The devil also felt the huge aura on Lin Xiaofeng's body.
Lin Xiaofeng jumped up with a bang and raised his palm: "The first showdown! Zhenjijue!"
A strange mark appeared on the palm of his right hand.
Then, Lin Xiaofeng came to the devil and slapped it suddenly with his palm.