"Dongfang Jingyue, you can't escape!" Feng Feiyun stepped on the top of the grass and trees, walked on the wind, and with a long jump, he crossed a cliff and slapped it out.
Dongfang Jingyue was indeed injured, and the white clothes on her body were stained with blood, and even her speed was far slower than before, but she still looked elegant and free and easy, like a shadow like a fog, rushing in the forest, her beautiful face was still indifferent, indescribable leisure.
Feng Feiyun chased even more urgently, and this palm sent a wave of air, which shattered an ancient tree from the air.
"Feng Feiyun, even if I am injured, you are still not my opponent."
The bright moonlight bathes the distant mountains in chaos!
"call out!"
Dongfang Jingyue suddenly stopped, and Zhuo Ran stood on the top of the mountain. Although he was still in a hurry just a moment ago, he had already stood still at this moment, and turned around quickly, his fingers plucked the silk string, and the pipa trembled.
A devastating sound wave flew out from the silk string, like a blade.
The power of Dongfang Jingyue's pipa sound is astonishing. It can kill a mid-Xiangen cultivator at a distance of a hundred meters. Naturally, Feng Feiyun didn't dare to pick it up, his body sank, dodging the sound waves, and then kicking with a single step. On the ground, it was ejected.
Open and close both hands, shoot nine palms in a row, each palm is powerful, with red spiritual flames!
This is a ignorant source of fire, like a large heat wave flying out.
"boom!"
Dongfang Jingyue stood under a red maple tree, her sleeves were light, and her phone quickly plucked the strings, playing a poignant sound of nature, each note was a killing blade, and all the notes were intertwined, Connected into a space of tactics, murderous intent rushed past, twisting all the grass and trees on the ground into dust.
"Wave, wave..."
Nine Origin Fire palm prints were crushed by the sonic killing blade.
Although Dongfang Jingyue was injured, her cultivation base was still tyrannical, and she steadily suppressed Feng Feiyun. Every move she made would force Feng Feiyun to be in a hurry. After all, her cultivation base was indeed strong enough.
Feng Feiyun became more and more frightened as he fought, and had a bad premonition in his heart, "This dead woman is really injured? How do I feel that she is pretending to be injured, and deliberately lured me here, wanting to kill me in the barren mountains. Among the wild mountains."
"Haotian Lingjing!"
Dongfang Jingyue stepped on a white virtual cloud, and a pair of white light wings were born on her back. The white gauze sleeves were shaken slightly, and a dazzling Shenhua flew out of her hands and turned into a bright white jade circle. mirror.
She didn't look like a seriously injured person at all. Instead, she was full of energy and had a terrifying aura. She directly sacrificed all the spiritual tools, suspended in the sky a hundred meters high, and sprinkled bright brilliance.
The spiritual power of the Haotian Spirit Mirror was activated, and a mind-blowing force filled the space between the heavens and the earth, crushing the ground to pieces, and crushing thousands of kilograms of boulders into pieces.
"Boom!"
A large piece of divine thunder as thick as an arm flew down from the Haotian Spiritual Mirror and slashed towards Feng Feiyun at the same time.
She even summoned thunder and lightning with a spiritual weapon. Damn, how could a woman who was seriously injured have such strong power, this time it seemed that she was really trapped by her.
Feng Feiyun was in a hurry. He had tricked her once before, and now she was tricked back. She was obviously not injured, but she pretended to be injured and led Feng Feiyun out of the red-toothed airship, and then came back to clean him up.
Feng Feiyun naturally wouldn't sit still. He stomped on the ground with his feet, and with one hand he moved towards the sky. The Miaogui's fingers, which were placed on his fingers, suddenly radiated endless black brilliance, turning into a piece of black. The clouds are like a shield, to block the thunder and lightning in the sky.
Miaogui's finger-wrench is also a killer at the level of a spiritual weapon. The battle is powerful, and the faint voice of a dragon roars from inside, shaking the mountains.
"Boom!"
The thunder and lightning fell from the sky, all of them slammed on the black clouds, and there was a terrifying sound of destruction between the two, as if the mountains were collapsing.
"Hoo!"
Suddenly, in the Haotian Spirit Mirror, a huge white raccoon 30 feet long rushed out. It was covered with white scales, its eyes were like crystal balls, and its mouth had two rows of sharp saber teeth.
The white raccoon's eyeballs are full of spirituality, flashing the light of wisdom, and spitting out a white flame.
"Er maddening fire!"
Feng Feiyun's complexion changed, this white raccoon was the incarnation of Haotian Lingjing's artifact spirit, already possessed independent spiritual consciousness, and even more condensed the body, able to emit unbelievable combat power.
This is something that Miaogui's finger is far incomparable to now. The tool spirit of Miaogui's finger is the red dragon. Today's red dragon is only a dragon energy, and it can't condense its figure. Naturally, it is no match for the white raccoon. Two ignorant fire.
There must be a word, although the Miaogui Wrench is now at the level of a spiritual tool, it still needs time to nurture before it can compete with the real spiritual tool.
"escape!"
The formidable power of Ermei Minghuo is much stronger than that of Meiyuanhuo. Even a super-powerhouse in the God-base realm will be severely injured if it is stained with a trace. Feng Feiyun naturally does not dare to fight it now Touched, so he withdrew the power of Miaogui's fingers and ran away.
"Feng Feiyun, you are not very arrogant, why are you so arrogant?" Although Dongfang Jingyue seemed to pursue her calmly, she was still a little surprised. Feng Feiyun was able to block the attack of Haotian Shenlei. It's really not that simple. The wrench in his hand is definitely a spiritual tool.
Where did this kid come from
You must know that the entire Feng family has only three spiritual tools, each of which is a family background that suppresses the luck of the air. With Feng Feiyun's current status in the Feng family, it is absolutely impossible to master the spiritual tools, so there is only one Explain that this spiritual tool was obtained by himself.
Feng Feiyun's escaping speed is absolutely top-notch, like a hare hopping between the valleys. Even if Dongfang Jingyue's cultivation base surpasses him by a few small realms, he will not be able to catch him for a while.
"Little Dongfang, don't be complacent. If you are at the same level, I will give you one hand, and you are not my opponent." Feng Feiyun said while fleeing.
"Huh! Even if you are in the same realm, you can't be my opponent. To tell you the truth, I only used the third-level cultivation base from the beginning to the end. If I expand all the cultivation bases, I am afraid that one move will be able to kill you. Suppressed into powder."
Dongfang Jingyue stepped on the Haotian Spirit Mirror, with ribbons flying all over her body, and the blood on her clothes had already fallen off. At this moment, she was not stained with a trace of dust, holy and elegant, like a fairy in the dust.
The two chased and fled, chasing back and forth for hundreds of miles, and they have long since reached the boundary.
"Howling!"
Suddenly, a giant black shadow came over the sky, as if there was a big mountain flying above the sky, and the sound of breaking the wind was like the roar of a giant beast, extremely terrifying.
This is... The Red Fangs, it's really flying!
An ancient formation was running on the red-tooth airship, and a Sinan was guiding the direction. In the formation, a terrifying power broke out, making the tens of millions of kilograms of the ship fly away from the water and fly in the direction of Lingzhou City. go with.
Master Jingfeng stood on the high slipway, twitching his beard and laughing, looking at a man and a woman rushing down below, his smile deepened.
"call out!"
His black robe sleeves waved downwards, and a strong wind swept out, and took Feng Feiyun onto the red-toothed airship, still smiling: "Feng Xiaoyou, the old man has already said that if you escaped The red-toothed flying ship will definitely not be able to escape from that little girl from the East, why are you disobedient?"
Feng Feiyun was almost caught by Dongfang Jingyue just now, but he still has lingering fears at this moment, looking at the smile on the face of the great wise master Jingfeng, he said with an unpleasant feeling: "Did you know this long ago, old fellow? Not injured?"
Master Jingfeng smiled noncommittally and said, "Let's go! Go back to Lingzhou City and help me find the Goddess of Heavenly Witch. I will naturally show you a clear path. If you find that person, he will definitely help you solve the problem in front of you. trouble."
"Is there anyone in the world who can stop the savage girl Dongfang Jingyue?" Feng Feiyun expressed his disbelief. I am afraid that even if the masters of the older generation of the Feng family are dispatched, they may not be able to suppress her.
"Dongfang Jingyue has an elder brother named Dongfang Jingshui. Dongfang Jingshui is precisely this old man's acquaintance. As long as you help me find the goddess, the old man will take you to Dongfang Jingshui and bring you and Dongfang together. Tell him about Jingyue, and he will definitely persuade his sister to stop pestering you."
Feng Feiyun was astonished: "The head is flooded?"
"It's Dongfang Jingshui!" Master Jingfeng glared at him angrily. Dongfang Jingshui is a generation of geniuses, and his talent is even higher than that of Dongfang Jingyue. He is known as one of the eight epic geniuses of the Shenjin Dynasty. No one dared to put water in his head.
"Dongfang Jingyue actually has a brother?" Feng Feiyun was shocked. If her brother knew that I punched his sister in the head, I wonder if this "Brother Jinshui" would join in. Chasing the ranks, smashing my corpse into tens of thousands of pieces.
Feng Feiyun felt his heart skip a beat, this is a clear way, it's a dead end.
Master Jingfeng smiled and said: "Dongfang Jingshui is the best candidate for talent and character, you can rest assured. As long as you explain the whole story, he will definitely stand up for you and let his sister die. With that one heart, emotional matters cannot be forced after all."
Although Jingfeng Dazhishi is extremely intelligent, he has no idea about the relationship between men and women. He thought that Dongfang Jingyue was really chasing him because he liked Feng Feiyun.
"That's right!" Feng Feiyun grimaced and sighed, his heart was cold and cold. If he really saw Dongfang Jingyue's brother, how would he be fooled
OMG! Come to a lightning strike to kill me!
"boom!"
A thunderbolt landed on the sky and fell from Feng Feiyun's side, slashing an ancient warrior into a blackened piece, and fell to the ground with a thud, fainting to death.
Feng Feiyun sucked in a breath of cold air, only to see a graceful and graceful figure flying outside the distant sky, and the lightning bolt just now shot out of her hands.
Dongfang Jingyue stood in the mid-air, holding the Haotian Spirit Mirror in hand, looking at the red-toothed flying ship that was rapidly moving away, her eyes were full of coldness, she snorted coldly, "Feng Feiyun, even if there is a great wise master Jingfeng. It's useless to shelter you, no one can save you."
She flapped the white light wings on her back and walked through the mountains and jungles, chasing after the red-toothed airship.