Thorn...

The sound of breaking through the air came into my ears.

Follow its movement.

A sword energy that was more than a hundred feet long rose out of thin air.

Then they quickly compressed together and turned into thin crystalline wires of several feet in size.

"this……"

True Man Feng Ling widened his eyes and showed an incredible look on his face. Is the other party imitating his own tricks?

He was shocked and suspicious.

Then the two crystal silks collided hard together.

Thorn...

The sour sound came into my ears again, and the void was like a small lake with a stone thrown, with ripples.

Then the two crystal yarns died together and disappeared together.

have equal shares.

On the surface, it seems that Feng Ling Zhenren is better.

After all, the sword he just slashed has already consumed a lot, and its power is only one-third of the initial one.

But in fact, this is not the case.

The reason is very simple. After using the Huai Wood Fairy Sword to slash out the sword, Lin Xiaoyao was still energetic.

Obviously, for him just now, it was no surprise that it was just a casual blow, and it was not surprising that it was not a waste of money.

On the other hand, the situation is completely different.

When the attack ended, the two crystal silks died together and disappeared together. The Feng Ling Zhenren seemed to have been seriously ill and was aged more than ten years old.

Originally, although he was old, he was full of energy and was full of energy. He walked with great strides and every move.

However, at this moment.

However, his body suddenly became hunched, his back seemed a little hunched, and his red face disappeared, instead a layer of grayish-white aura appeared on his face.

Even the realm began to decrease.

Originally, he was a cultivator at the eighth level of the Golden Immortal. After entering the Wild Demon Mountain, he was attacked by the demon clans.

But for some reason, his cultivation not only did not weaken, but instead went further and broke through to become the existence of the Ninth Level of the Golden Immortal.

But now all this has become a passing cloud. His cultivation level began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he actually fell into several realms in a row.

It was not until the fifth floor of the Golden Immortal that it finally stopped.

"this……"

Lin Xiaoyao had a wide range of knowledge, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but show a moving look.

The sword just now is extraordinary, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is far beyond what Feng Ling Zhenren can achieve.

Of course, such power cannot be obtained out of thin air. Lin Xiaoyao has guessed that the price the other party paid for this must be extraordinary.

But even so, he did not expect to reach this level.

The vitality is severely damaged, the realm is dropped, and even the life span is affected to a certain extent...

Of course, this last point is Lin Xiaoyao's guess, but he feels that he is not aimless.

In short, the price this guy paid was shocking, and it can even be said that it had reached a point far beyond his imagination.

No wonder the power of that sword is so extraordinary!

This result also proves Lin Xiaoyao's guess that Feng Ling Zhenren was indeed attacked by the demon clan.

They even controlled it.

Otherwise, he would never have used this sword without hesitation just now.

After all, the cost is a little too high.

Logically speaking, even at a critical moment, the other party will inevitably hesitate.

But he hadn't considered the price at all just now.

The thoughts in his mind turned around, and Lin Xiaoyao became more and more confident in his judgment.

He did not hesitate, raised his right hand and pointed at the other party with one finger.

"disease!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ling Zhenren could no longer move.

Needless to say, Lin Xiaoyao performed the immobilization technique.

Originally, such supernatural powers may not have any use to the guy in front of you.

However, at this moment, the Feng Ling Zhenren was at the weakest moment in history. Not only did he have little magic power, but his realm was even dropped to the middle stage of the Golden Immortal.

In this case, it is no exaggeration to say that he is at the end of his strength. Facing his fixed posture, even if he wants to resist, he seems powerless.

then.

Soon he couldn't move.

"What do you...you want to do?"

Seeing Lin Xiaoyao approaching, Feng Ling Zhenren's eyes were full of anger.

"Hmph, the bold demon clan, haven't it appeared at this time?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Lin Xiaoyao's eyes.

How can a defeated general speak of courage?

The other party is now a fish on the chopping board, and it is ridiculous that he wants to hang his teeth and claws at him.

After saying this, he raised his right hand and pointed at the eyebrows of Zhenren Feng Ling.

An inspiration light lit up at his fingertips, like a steel needle, piercing his head.

But don't get me wrong. Lin Xiaoyao is not taking advantage of the power of others and wants the life of Feng Ling Zhenren. On the contrary, he is kind-hearted and is saving the other party.

Obviously, after entering the Wild Demon Mountain, Feng Ling was ambushed by the demon clans, so he fell to this point now.

What Lin Xiaoyao has to do at this moment is to try to break the prohibition left by the demon clan on him.

"No……"

As he pointed out, Feng Ling Zhenren struggled desperately like crazy.

However, it is useless, and the strengths of each other are very different.

At this moment, he was at the end of his strength and was even impatient to the point of being immobilized. In this case, the so-called struggle was just a slaughter of a swaying tree and wasted its efforts.

Seeing that he could not get rid of the shackles, Lin Xiaoyao's fingers were getting closer and closer to him, only a few inches apart. The forehead of Feng Ling Zhenren was covered with sweat as big as beans.

However, at this moment, the mutation broke out.

Whoosh...

There was no sign at all. A loud sound of breaking through the air came into my ears, and then a black gas suddenly appeared from the body of Feng Ling Zhenren.

It rolled around, like lightning, and rushed towards Lin Xiaoyao.

Take over the body?

No, there seems to be some difference.

Lin Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was no surprise on his face.

It seems that I have expected this scene.

He saw that his other hand had already raised, his five fingers bent slightly, and he clenched into a fist, and then he suddenly hit the black air that was covering him.

roar!

The roar came into the ears.

Faced with Lin Xiaoyao's counterattack, the black air did not retreat.

On the contrary, it suddenly dispersed, mixed with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then turned into a monster of several feet in size.

He opened his bloody mouth and faced Lin Xiaoyao's fist, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

"This is……"

Lin Xiaoyao's eyes shrank suddenly. The monster looked very ugly. The key is that it looked familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

But I couldn't remember it for a moment.

In this way, the thoughts in his mind were like lightning, but the movements in his hands had no intention of stopping at all.

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road. Since the other party wants to fight head-on, it depends on who is better at it.
To be continued...