"Haha! You finally fell into my hands! Good! You are really a genius, you can actually support my second-level spell!"
For a while, a white figure slowly flashed under Ling Feng's body, and the sarcasm voice pierced Ling Feng's ear like a needle, Ling Feng gritted his teeth, and forcibly endured the severe pain on his body.
"I see how long you can last! My landmine technique, thunder and lightning is borrowed from the surrounding trees and the aura of the ground, how to use it, but you are different, haha, the more electricity you are, the more your physique will be affected. The more severe the damage, the more serious it is to death!"
Han Nan laughed loudly, retracted the Da Po Xuan formation, raised his face with his hands and smiled, looking at Ling Feng's painful expression, laughing loudly.
"Damn, I can't move, my God! What should I do?"
Ling Feng endured the pain, calmly thinking hard in his heart. At this time, Ling Feng's body surface was exposed to too much electric shock, and his cloak was blown to pieces. The looming muscles of his upper body were also black and purple when struck by heavy lightning, and some of them were blown to the ground, and flesh and blood appeared.
"Why, is there really no way? I would have learned some spells from the teacher!" Ling Feng has been hating his own skills today that it is not enough, that is not enough, the kind of training desire in his heart has been increasing rapidly.
"Boy, the teacher will save you this time, there is no next time!" At this time, Zhuge Yuandao's voice rang, and then his body was covered by a transparent ball, which quickly expanded, and all the electric currents They all stopped on the ball that looked like an enchantment.
"What!? What is this?" Han Nan, who was standing in the ground watching a good show, suddenly turned pale, his eyes flew out of surprise, Ling Feng just slowed down, and cast a look at Han Nan below!
"Try my wind wheel cut!!"
Ling Feng's body turned upside down, his feet exploded with a blast, and his body shot down. Han Nan immediately underneath was shocked. He wanted to use the spell, but time was too late. This is the spell and origin. The huge difference between skills! Han Nan wasn't completely frightened, using a running technique under his feet and flying out.
"Hey! Can't escape!"
Under Ling Feng's sneer, the magic thorn in his hand rushed down with a faint golden vitality!
Countless sword lights shot down like a shower, but in the blink of an eye, the rainstorm-like sword array turned into a huge golden bell. Before the phantom of the golden bell was erased, the phantom of a snake and a dragon flew out of it. The gun head, at this time, the gun and fire wheel stand side by side, perfectly integrated, and countless phantoms are superimposed in it. At first glance, it seems to be a high-speed windmill created by a sword.
The high-speed windmill exudes light golden vitality, and the momentum is very surging. The underground Hannan is not messy to the extreme. When escaping, the words have been quickly chanted in his mouth.
"go to hell!"
Ling Feng smashed past like a meteor, and all the trees in the surrounding area broke off!
"It's not that easy! Magic shield!"
Just when Ling Feng was about to hit behind him, Han Nan suddenly turned around and shouted loudly. A huge white shield appeared in front of him, and the shield completely covered the opponent's body.
"Boom!!"
A huge explosion of abilities rang out in the forest, scaring away countless birds and beasts nearby, where the explosion was filled with smoke, and no one could see what was inside.
"Damn! Just a small magic shield wants to block the momentum and sharpness of the magic thorn? Really dreaming!" Ling Feng patted the dust on his body, came to Han Nan lying on the ground, and held it with his dagger. His throat drank coldly.
"You, if you kill me, Tianshan Sect will not let you go!"
Han Nan used the magic shield to take it down, but he was seriously injured. The sharpness of the phantom thorn is by no means comparable to that of ordinary technology. The moment Han Nan fell to the ground, he realized that the young man in front of him had an extremely terrifying repair. Practicing talent and murderous spirit.
"Huh! It's ridiculous. Even if I let you go, Zhu Tian and the people of Tianshan Sect will not let me go. Do you think I am stupid?!" Ling Feng has heard of the relationship between Zhu Tian and Tianshan Sect. Having guessed the identity of the man in front of him in the battle just now, knowing Zhu Tian's vicious deceit, he would kill himself no matter what he did now, so he sneered.
"You!..." Han Nan's pale face suddenly turned blue, and a flash of despair flashed in his eyes. Originally, with his talents, he would definitely be able to achieve a lot in the future if he didn't cause this disaster. Now...
Ling Feng mercilessly wiped a knife on his neck, ending Han Nan.
"Oh, this is really trouble for my upper body. A Zhu Tian has already made me feel bad, and now there is an additional Tianshan Sect. That is the second largest sect of the Holy Treasure Empire. It seems that I will return to the Holy Treasure Empire in the future. Be cautious!" Although Ling Feng said so, his heart was already filled with infinite killing intent.
Ling Feng thought to himself, now that he has given up his life, he has offended Tianshan Sect anyway, and he is not afraid of offending Zhu Tian twice. If Zhu Tian is immortal in one day, he will not be a free person for one day. How can you forget the pain of a half-dead fight!
"Those who want to destroy my Ling Feng will die!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth, said a word fiercely, a cold flashed in his eyes.
When the orange star fell to the west, Ling Feng had already returned to the Qianjing Technology Shop.
"Little brother! Excuse me, are you..."
Anxious Liu Yuemo had already prepared dinner and sat in the lobby waiting. The gate of Qianjing Technology Shop had not been opened in the past two days. Ling Feng jumped the wall and entered the lobby when he saw Liu Yuemo from the table. When I wanted to pretend to be a low voice, I realized that my cloak was already in tatters and his appearance was completely exposed. Liu Yuemo looked at Ling Feng in surprise and said nothing...
"Little brother, are you the Ling Feng?" Liu Yuemo saw the phantom thorn on Ling Feng's waist, suddenly understood, and looked at Ling Feng like a beggar in surprise and joy, and cried.
"Uh... that... I've already killed... But I'm afraid everyone has to avoid it these days..." Ling Feng was a little embarrassed, and his identity was exposed like this, and he broke the topic.
"Are you hurt? Let me see..." Liu Yuemo's eyes have never left Ling Feng's body, especially when he saw the handsome boy's face, the inexplicable affection in his heart suddenly doubled, and he heard Ling Feng speak a little bit. Embarrassed, I couldn't help but asked with concern.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Don't worry, Miss Liu, is Big Brother Liu finished?" Ling Feng took a breath, nodded, and said calmly.