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Chapter 200 Seeing the poor dagger, the magic weapon flying sword

"Escape, can you escape?"

A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Qin Yan's mouth.

He rushed over immediately, and the treasure spell bombarded the opponent with a head-on and face.

"you……"

The old man surnamed Feng opened his eyes wide and was almost angry and vomited blood.

I had to stop and turn around and fight back.

Qin Yan did not hesitate at all and immediately chose to retreat.

After several consecutive times, he was like a maggot with bones. The old man surnamed Feng tried his best to get rid of it, and he was dragged down and left.

"Boy, are you crazy? If this continues, the demon clan will come here soon. I still have the power to fight and may not die, and you will soon return to the underworld."

The old man surnamed Feng said viciously: "Are you planning to die with me?"

"perish together?"

Qin Yan showed a smile on his face: "Of course it's impossible, I don't have such a good mood."

"Since you don't want to die, don't bother me anymore. We will temporarily quit and leave here."

"I think it's good to leave each other."

Qin Yan's mouth was filled with a sneer: "It's a pity that it's impossible. You are destined to die. After chasing me for so long, do you think you won't pay a little?"

After these days of pursuit, Qin Yan also vaguely realized that his identity might be exposed. If he let go of the old guy in front of him, there would be endless troubles. By then, the world would be so great that he would probably never have a place to stay.

So he must find a way to fight back if he has the chance.

"Silly, do you want to die with me for such persistence?"

The old man surnamed Feng was already a little angry.

"No, you will be the one who dies, and I will live well."

Qin Yan's face was full of a confident smile.

"madman."

Of course, the other party would not believe such nonsense, but the next moment his expression became extremely exciting.

boom!

There was no sign at all, and an astonishing demonic aura swarmed out from Qin Yan.

Then his form changed. The moment before, he was obviously a normal human cultivator, but the next second he turned into a monster of more than meter tall.

His sharpness was revealed, his eyes had turned into blood-red, and his body had more than doubled. His whole body was wrapped in dark scales, and his hands and feet had all turned into sharp claws. The amazing demonic aura soared into the sky, and his tower-like body brought powerful pressure.

There were pairs of horns on his head, which shone with a metallic luster, so sharp that it seemed to pierce the sky.

"this……"

The old man surnamed Feng widened his eyes, and his first reaction was that his eyes were wrong. After all, he had been chasing Qin Yan for several days. The other party was obviously a human cultivator, so how could he turn into a demon?

This is a bit too absurd.

In short, as a Jindan monk, he has never mentioned his strength. He has lived for more than three hundred years, but he has never heard of such an outrageous experience.

How could a good human cultivator suddenly turn into a demon?

Have you been hit by an illusion?

For a moment, his mind was a little dazed.

The old man surnamed Feng couldn't help but be stunned. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Qin Yan, so he rushed over without hesitation.

Lift your right hand.

A dark beam of light flew out from his fingertips.

It flashed and the target was the other party's head.

At the same time, a punch was knocked out.

As a demon cultivator, his strength may not be as strong as the old guy in front of him, but his body is obviously much stronger.

It would be best if he could take advantage of his daze and hurt him severely.

But obviously this idea is a bit too idealistic.

That's right, because of Qin Yan's demonic body, the old man surnamed Feng was too shocked and was a little stunned for a moment, but he was experienced and experienced many battles after all.

How could it be so easy to give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of?

I saw his right hand raise, and a treasure that looked like a mirror appeared in his palm, which easily blocked Qin Yan's attack.

The gap in the big realm is not so easy to make up, but Qin Yan never thought that he could solve this old guy by his own strength.

From beginning to end, his purpose was only one... procrastination.

And obviously, his plan has been achieved.

With just a delay, the demonic aura that was originally far away approached here at an astonishing speed.

A black dot has appeared in the sight of both of them.

It may seem that there is still a short distance, but compared to the opponent's strength, it is just a blink of an eye.

"not good."

The old man surnamed Feng changed color suddenly.

He was not stupid, so he naturally understood Qin Yan’s plan.

To put it bluntly, it is the most common trick to kill people by using a knife.

Although I don’t understand why he became a demon clan, at least on the surface, it is really seamless.

This is the territory of the demon clan, and he can completely rush to Wuji with this identity.

And I am a fish on the chopping board, but it may be more appropriate to describe it as a cross-border mouse.

It’s hard to move forward!

"hateful!"

There was a look of extreme hatred in his eyes. He had never seen such a despicable and cunning little guy. He didn't check it for a while and fell into his trap.

You can't delay any more, you must leave as soon as possible. This is a fault.

So he sacrificed his treasure.

A gray fairy sword looked ordinary, but Qin Yan suddenly felt terrible pressure.

magic weapon!

This is something completely different from a spiritual weapon.

Only monks who form golden elixirs can drive them.

"Go to die!"

The old man surnamed Feng hated him for his bones, and his gray sword energy shook the earth.

A sword slashed over hard.

"not good."

Faced with the other party's anger, Qin Yan would certainly not stay in place stupidly. Even if he did not die, he would probably not escape the result of serious injury.

So he tried his best to avoid the opponent's attack.

But in this way, there is no more effort to entangle the other party.

"Little guy, one day I will cut you under the sword."

The vicious voice of the old man surnamed Feng came into his ears, his tone was full of resentment, but even though he said that, he did not dare to stay here for more.

The whole body was wrapped in dark demonic energy, turned into a stunning rainbow, and wanted to leave.

“Where to go?”

However, at this moment, a sharp roar came into my ears.

The words have not ended.

I saw a demon bird, rushing at lightning speed, and at a speed that was too fast to cover the ears, he came to the closest place between the two.

It was a huge monster bird with four wings and six legs, ferocious and ferocious, with a wingspan of several feet. The demonic energy soared into the sky. The momentum it emitted was not inferior to that of ordinary Jindan monks, and even better than that of them.

Before he finished speaking, a huge sharp claw suddenly stretched out and grabbed the head of the old man surnamed Feng fiercely.
Chapter completed!
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