Elder Nanfeng planned to split up with Yan Jiubing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He himself used the wind and thunder to entangle Ling Xuanluo and waste his internal strength, while she led the steel soul soldiers across the red forest corridor and smashed the temple of the Beard Shrine.

Through the ear power of ordinary people, Ling Xuanluo had predicted their plan, and decided to take the opportunity to capture Nanfeng and force Yan Jiu to retreat.

With his mind already decided, he coldly accepted the provocation and said to Nanfeng: "The duel between you and me, I should be the third battle by the Shadowless Gate, and according to your words, I will temporarily hold no action against these three thousand phantom soldiers." But I've got to get the ugly things up front, and you've seen them all in terms of power. When they are still, they are just a few rays of light and shadow, and when they fight, they are invincible. If your ghost general dares to disobey the agreement and attack the temple while I am fighting you, I will blame the three thousand Heavenly Fingering Swords for being ruthless and chop her to pieces!"

Nanfeng replied "agree" on his lips, but he couldn't suppress a smile in his heart, and said secretly: "Just let you speak for a few more minutes when you can still speak." Three Thousand Fingered Heavenly Sword? I need you to have the strength to activate it when the time comes!"

Ling Xuanluo is young and vigorous, relying on his own magic skills to cover the world, and under the care of the four spirits, he has insight into the trick of cracking the wind and thunder, so he thinks that capturing the demon path is just a piece of cake.

And Nanfeng is completely different from his mentality, first of all, he is determined to win this battle, after crossing the Shadowless Gate, he was defeated by his mortal opponent, but he could not replace Yan Jiu's platoon of troops, and he could not conjure up a bunch of light and shadow soldiers like him, so he studied carefully in a hurry, and finally found out his weakness.

In addition, after winning two battles in a row, Ling Xuanluo's intention to despise the enemy was revealed, and the so-called arrogant soldiers would be defeated.

However, the lessons of the previous failures were piled up, and the demon path was extremely cautious, and with the help of the observation just now, he dared to challenge after he was sure that he could win. Looking at it this way, Ling Xuanluo has lost a lot compared to Nanfeng in terms of preparation.

Out of this consideration, the more arrogant he became, the happier Nanfeng became, without delaying for a minute, as soon as his voice fell, he directly sent it with a false fist, this time it was the most poisonous move that really broke the wind and thunder, and it was used to the extreme.

Ling Xuanluo knew that whether he was a virtual fist or a real palm, there was poison hidden in it, and he didn't dare to dismantle it directly at first, so he only planned to dodge it like he did just now, just wait for his palm qi to come out, and then use the fire forbearance technique to absorb his internal force, so that his poisonous palm would become a waste palm.

But he never imagined that Nanfeng had learned to be obedient after suffering a big loss, and the number of ways to counterattack this time had changed greatly, not only completely concealing the poisonous needle, but also turning the entire giant fist offensive into a huge round silver ball of fireball, full of cold, glowing with silver light, like a hurricane directly attacking him in front of the door.

He held his breath, for fear that as soon as he breathed, he would inhale the poison of the giant insect corpse in the wind into his lungs. A few months ago, when Feng Ni was poisoned, he still remembered it vividly, and after he became an immortal, the blood of the demon baby was replaced by the blood of the immortal, and there was no pink fluorescent bodyguard, in case of poisoning, I was afraid that he would really die here.

Nanfeng's punch is both empty, the force is in the wind but not in the fist, when it is swung in front of Ling Xuanluo, it is still spread out into a palm, but this time it is a false fist bursting, a fist cracks out several palms, the palm contains silver beads of fire, not only the yin poisonous gas is grand, but the fireball fragments are also flying around. No matter whether it is a palm or a fragment, as long as it is hit, I am afraid it will be a dead end.

Although Ling Xuanluo said that he was still vigilant, he was worried that he would not be able to win quickly due to the sudden change in the number of south wind paths, so he made a wrong decision impatiently: use the fire forbearance technique in advance, absorb the internal power of the demon path, and capture him and end the third battle in the shortest possible time.

Driven by this desire, when he saw that the South Wind Poisonous Palm was attacking with a group of attacks, and before it was greatly violent, he stopped thinking about it and began to recite the fire forbearance secret in silence.

The word "fire extinguished" fell, and the poisonous wind with silver bead fragments had been sucked by him to his side. (To be continued.) )