Chapter two thousand one hundred and forty-two amulets show their power
It's over, my life is over! My body trembled, and Yang Feng was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.
After all, he is now a mortal body, how can he block the Shura God's sword?
But it was... puff! With a muffled sound, a page of rice paper floated slowly in front of him, and the unstoppable sword light slashed on it, as if the breeze blew across the marble, and it instantly disappeared.
What's going on, what's going on?
The ten Shura captains were shocked and looked over incredibly.
Yang Feng also stiffened his head and looked down. He saw that this was not another thing, but a page of manuscript he wrote. Then he turned to look at the manuscript holding it, facing the eyes of Hai Cube, who was also shocked.
"Wow, this thing can really block the attack of Shura God's great way, hahaha!"
After a little bit of amazement, the two laughed out loud, but soon Yang Feng's expression darkened, and he slapped Hai Lifang in the back of the head with a slap.
Hai Lifang was stunned: "Why are you hitting me?"
"What are you doing?
A sharp knife light just now hit me, and you fucked it with this page of paper to block it. Do you want me to die?"
"Didn't you say that your amulet can block the magic of Shura God? Isn't this just a test?"
"You use me as an experiment?
What if I can't stop it?
Why don't you come in person?
After all, you are the most powerful one here now. Even if you can't stop it, you can't die immediately.
Where is me?
I am just a mortal, can I bear to eat and live with him?”
Um! Rolling his eyes, Hai Lifang turned his head awkwardly and muttered: "Who do you want to experiment with the things you made yourself?
If I get slashed, I will be seriously injured!"
"Damn, you old man is so fucking unfaithful. It seems that you have the potential to be a 25-year-old boy.
If it weren't for not being able to leave you now, I really want to..." Yang Feng was about to kick him, but finally he endured it. He looked at the manuscript in front of him deeply, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and shouted: "Everyone rushed out of the siege together. Our amulet is effective. You can use the mirror of heaven and earth to teleport away."
OK! They all shouted loudly, and swished, and a crowd flew out of the cave and flew into the distance, holding the manuscript written by Yang Feng as a shield in their hands.
Looking at their figures leaving, Yang Feng showed a happy smile on his face, full of hope, but soon he glared at his pupils and shouted: "Hey, you all ran away, what should I do?
I am a mortal now, who will take me away?"
"Aren't I here? Let's go!"
Jin Ling appeared beside him at some point, shook her head and laughed, picked up his body and went straight to the sky, while Tang Hao was driven away by Wen Liang.
Yang Feng was so moved that he was very moved: "After all, my wife is better. I won't leave me behind at critical moments, wuwu!"
"Okay, don't be pretentious. You can still joke in this dangerous situation. The most important thing for us now is to rush out."
Jin Ling gave him a fierce look, smiled bitterly, and Yang Feng nodded quickly, held Jin Ling's neck tightly, leaned his head up, and smiled humbly.
The ten captains were stunned when they watched this scene, as if they had not yet come back to their senses from the strange scene where a Shura slash was blocked by a roll of thin paper.
After they reacted, they immediately became anxious: "I'm sorry, they want to run away, chase me!"
Wow, swow, swow! One by one, the sound of breaking through the air flew over Yunkong, and the ten captains immediately followed him. The Shura sword in their hands emitted a cold light: "Where can you run away? Go and die!"
Shura Destroyed Heaven Slash! Swish swish swish... The blade was sharp and arrived in the blink of an eye. Everyone looked back and were shocked. Then they all picked up Yang Feng's manuscript and blocked it back.
Pup puff! It was exactly the same as before. After a few muffled sounds, the terrifying Shura sword lights disappeared without a trace. Yang Feng's manuscript was still as new as before, without any creases.
"Fuck, is this a hell?
What kind of magical artifact are they? They can completely block our great magical arts."
“Not only that, but there is no impact at all.
Even those mortals can use this thing to block our magical skills and will not be shocked to death.
No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it will not have such an effect. Why?"
"Yes, especially since they have a pile of people, is such a powerful artifact coming from wholesale?
Where did they get such a terrifying thing?"
...The ten Shura captains were once again frightened, and were shocked by the little Huang book written by Yang Feng himself, and doubted his life.
Yang Feng looked back at the dumb look of the ten people, and couldn't help but make a face with ridiculous words: "You know I'm so powerful, right?"
Although my brother lost all his skills, his remaining power was still there.
If a tiger doesn’t show its power, you think I’m a sick cat, hahaha!”
"Don't be too happy too early!"
At this time, Tang Hao, who had been behind him, panted and said breathlessly: "They are just confused by your strange manuscript for a moment. When they come back to their senses and take them seriously, you may not be able to escape."
"Yes, brother!"
Hearing his words, Wen Liang nodded quickly and said, "They underestimate the enemy now, they are all attacking head-on. The sword light route is easy to judge. If they use the magical art of attacking the group and attack from all directions, how should we block it?"
This...the brows frowned slightly, and Yang Feng thought for a moment and said, "Then let's run away while ten of them are still stupid! Hurry up, brothers, hurry up and rush out of the barrier, leaving them with little time to be stupid."
Uh! Wen Liang had no choice but to add another force.
But it is obvious that after a brief shock, the ten captains immediately discovered the disadvantages of this strange manuscript: "Brother Nineteenth, this magic weapon seems to be able to defend passively, not very intelligent!"
"It's not just that I don't have intelligence. I didn't notice any spirituality on it. They always hold it with their hands to block it, unlike they can control this magical artifact at will."
"Since that's the case, let's give him a celestial girl a scattering flowers and see how they block it!"
Sa! As soon as he finished speaking, a captain slashed out again: "Tiangang Thirty-six, Shura Xunfeng Slash!"
Crazy! It was like a heavy rain, countless sharp blades attacked from all directions. Each knife was the size of a willow leaf, and it was countless, exuding a cold murderous aura.
This is a group attack magic technique, so the power is naturally not concentrated. It can be slashed out with one knife. If you fight against a master, this move will be easily blocked.
However, if it wins, it depends on its tricky attack angle. It is the best skill to clear all the soldiers and minions.
Unfortunately, Yang Feng and the others are now messengers.
Except for the old man Hailifang who is a master of the great magical arts, the most powerful Jin Ling and Di Abro are just ordinary main gods and demon gods. In front of these Shura gods, they are like miscellaneous soldiers.
In an instant, everyone showed horror.
It’s over, as long as you encounter so many Shura swords, you will end up scattering with your soul. What should I do?
"My husband!"
Jin Ling was anxious and looked at Yang Feng anxiously. Yang Feng frowned and squeezed out sweat like a stream in his fists.
He has never been so powerless, especially when facing his woman's request for help, he has no choice.
Chapter completed!