Chapter 11: Crisis is coming, Xuanyin and frozen gas!

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The evil spirit was gusts, the cold wind was gusts, and the air was filled with rich blood, and the wailing screams were endless.

"It's you!"

After panic, Wuyan Fangfu calmed down. After seeing the person clearly, he immediately looked gloomy and said coldly: "You remnant of the Western Barbarians, you don't find a place to survive. You dare to come back, hum!"

Self-superior has now soared in strength, and there is a high priest by his side. Wu Yan is fearless and a sinister smile crosses the corner of his mouth.

The wind whistled, blowing its long hair and dancing wildly. Fei Lian was wearing white clothes, standing in the wind, with a calm expression. A short black knife held in his hand, flashing with a cold light.

Ignoring Wu Yan's success and the fear and indignation of the Dongyi soldiers, Fei Lian looked at the evil ancestral witch altar not far away. In a faint way, twelve bronze statues standing around the altar.

"The wealth and lust are touching, and it is a crime to bear a treasure!"

Fei Lian smiled coldly and his face became indifferent. The reason why the Western barbarians suffered the disaster of extermination was because they controlled the bronze statues of the four ancestor witches.

When Jiuli was defeated, the altar of the ancestor witch was taken away by major branches, and it has never been reproduced. For some reason, Dongyi actually collected other parts except the four bronze statues of the ancestor witches of the Western Yi.

Thinking of the barbarian tribes that have disappeared over the years, Fei Lian's mind flashed with a hint of enlightenment. He had always thought that these barbarian tribes were destroyed by the Shang Dynasty. Now it seems that the Shang Dynasty may indeed be one of the major factors, but the Dongyi, who secretly hiding the ambitions of wolves, may not be one of the culprits.

"Since ancient times, one lineage should have been passed down, and the same spirit should have been connected, but Wu Ming, you are doing things against each other, and your hands and feet are tragic. Today, you do not seek to do the way for heaven, but only wish that the souls of the wronged will rest in peace!"

The sword light flashed in his hand, pointing directly at the high priest of Dongyi - Wu Ming!

"Hmph! Say crazy words!"

Seeing that Fei Lian ignored him from beginning to end, Wu Yan was furious and roared. Before Wu Ming could react, he rushed out first and shouted: "Go to die!"

The orange Taoist patterns flashed in the air, one meter in a circle, and a phantom appeared. The python head and human body were covered with black scales, the black dragon feet were on the black python, and the blue python was wrapped in the water. It was Gonggong, the ancestor of the water, but his face was like a slut.

“Diversion!”

As soon as the Taoist pattern appeared, Fei Lian instantly saw through the Taoist mantra contained in the Taoist pattern with his "Dao Eyes". He smiled disdainfully. With a thought, the figure disappeared.

Hissing-

The bitter sword light kept flashing in the air with the fierce cold wind!

Kill one person in ten steps and keep a thousand miles away. This should be the case!

Blood splashed and screamed, and the orange patterns in the sky shone brightly, reflecting the scarlet blood light below, turning into a sad and beautiful picture scroll.

The Tao pattern is formed by relying on the level of human beings to practice Taoism and to understand the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and is a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth that appears when the Taoist art is used.

Everyone has different perceptions, but Taoist techniques are different. At the same time, everyone has different perceptions, and the speed of using Taoist techniques is also different.

For example, at this time, they were both orange Taoist patterns, with Fei Lian's Taoist patterns about three meters, while Wuyan's Taoist patterns were only one meter in a circle. The two of them could tell at a glance the depth of their Taoist patterns.

It is precisely because Fei Lian has a deep understanding of "traveling thousands of miles a day", but Ruyi controls the envoy, which takes a very short time and the wind's Taoist technique is even faster, so I only heard Wu Yan's anger filled his ears, but it could not hurt Fei Lian at all.

The Dongyi soldiers looked panicked and fearful. They wanted to resist, but they could not touch Fei Lian at all. They saw the sound of wind blowing in their ears, and a black light flashed, leaving only the throat covered with blood-filled blood, and bid farewell to this beautiful world with a gradually confused consciousness.

In a moment, when the high priest Wu Ming reacted, more than a hundred Dongyi soldiers were already corpses on the spot.

"Sir, so brave!"

With a low shout, Wu Ming's body was filled with cold air, and a black crutch flew out of his black robe, with a bitter murderous intent, facing Fei Lian, who flashed like the wind.

Bang!

The tiger's mouth numb, Fei Lian's face changed slightly, and he instantly stepped back three feet, stood firm, squinted his eyes and looked at Wu Ming, who was not showing his face, and was a little surprised.

"I can't tell that this old guy actually has the strength of Wu Zhu at the peak!"

As soon as Wu Ming's aura appeared, Fei Lian instantly felt his hidden strength. Fei Lian had thought Wu Ming's highest level was Wu Zhu's later stage, but now it seems that he was probably wrong.

Moreover, Wu Ming's way of concealing his breath is not comparable to Fei Lian, so in terms of strength, perhaps Wu Ming is better than Fei Lian.

"Old guy, I'm about to be silly, and I'm still scary. Let me give you a ride!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Fei Lian smiled coldly and said sarcastically. With a thought, he quickly walked forward and attacked Wu Ming.

snort!

Wu Ming seemed not afraid at all, his thin body did not move at all. He just took a step sideways and a haggard hand poked forward. His powerful aura instantly roared as before, like an ancient ferocious beast, terrifying and majestic.

In the void, a dazzling red Taoist pattern broke through the air and appeared completely, more than two feet away. A giant beast with a hideous face stood on the red Taoist pattern, with sharp bone spurs all over its body.

"Red Taoist pattern-Xuanyin Frozen Gas!"

Looking at the dead claws approaching, Fei Lian's eyes narrowed, and without thinking, he pulled away quickly. In an instant, the corners of his clothes were covered with crystal ice.

The surrounding temperature has already dropped below freezing point.

"Have you escaped?"

A hoarse and gloomy laughter came from the black robe, and the thin dry hands grabbed a little, as if the sound of breaking through the air was heard. Then Fei Lian felt a sudden coldness around his body, his legs stiff, and his speed instantly decreased.

The higher the level of the Taoist pattern, the stronger the power. Even though Wu Ming does not have a deep understanding of the "Xuanyin Frozen Qi", it is enough to suppress Fei Lian.

What's more, the use of Taoist art is far from destructive power, and the attributes it comes with are the most terrifying. The more advanced the Taoist art is, the deeper the damage of the attributes is. For example, the coldness of the "Xuanyin Frozen Qi" at this time caused Fei Lian to slow down.

The cold wind was whistling, bitter and harsh, Wu Ming was vicious and skillful. With one move to defeat the enemy, he used another killer move without any gap. The Xuan Iron Gun whistled out and hit Fei Lian's heart. If one move was made, with the strength of Wu Ming Wu Zhu's peak, it would definitely be shattered in the body and blood plasma exploded.

"stagnate!"

At the moment of crisis, Fei Lian roared wildly, and orange Taoist patterns flashed in the air, less than two feet in a radius, which was definitely not a "travel of thousands of miles a day". It was just because the phantom that appeared on it was like Wuyan, and it was Gonggong, the ancestor of the water.

Orange Taoist pattern - stagnation!

Fei Lian's hidden secret move has never been used. Once it is released today, the miraculous effect is easy to see.

In an instant, within a few feet, everyone felt their breathing suffocated, and their hearts felt like they were clenched with their hands, making it difficult to breathe.

Even Wu Ming was careless and accidentally got hit, and the controlled "Xuanyin Frozen Gas" was immediately interrupted.

"Give you a big gift!"

With a crazy sneer, Fei Lian grabbed the moment and used his crazily "traveling thousands of miles a day" in an instant, and he instantly beside a person not far away. It was Wu Ming's grandson - Wu Yan!

It turned out that Wu Yan could not lock Fei Lian's figure, but he was still persistent and kept chasing the person. Even if Wu Ming took action, he wanted to attack Fei Lian.

However, the "diversion" that Wu Yan comprehended was only an orange Taoist pattern, and his perception was still very low. He had been preparing for a long time. After seeing Fei Lian being slowed down by Wu Ming, the ecstatic Wu Yan stood straight away not far away to control the "diversion" and wanted to show his skills.

However, before Wu Yan was ready, Fei Lian was already quick to get rid of Wu Ming and rushed over.

"You want to do it...no!"

Before he could express the word "What" out, Wu Yan felt lighter, and was grabbed by Fei Lian with one hand and hit the whistling black iron crook behind him.

After a shocking cry, Fei Lian flew away before he could appreciate the blood-colored fountain blooming in the air.

Misest estimate of strength, the situation reverses, and you will not escape at this time, and when will you wait!
Chapter completed!