Chapter 200: The picture is poor, and the magic weapon is a flying sword

Run, can you escape?"

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

Immediately rushed over again, and the treasure spell bombarded the other party with a head and face.

"You ......"

The old man surnamed Feng opened his eyes wide, and he was about to vomit blood with anger.

I had to stop and turn around to fight back.

Qin Yan, on the other hand, did not hesitate at all, and immediately chose to retreat again.

In this way, several times in succession, he was like a maggot with a bone, and the old man surnamed Feng couldn't get rid of it with all his might, and he was forcibly delayed from leaving.

"Boy, are you crazy? If you continue like this, the demon clan will soon find you, the old man still has the strength to fight, and he may not fall, and you will soon return to the underworld. ”

The old man surnamed Feng said viciously, "Do you plan to die with me?"

"Together?"

A smile appeared on Qin Yan's face: "Of course it's impossible, I'm not so interested." ”

"Since you don't want to die, then don't pester the old man anymore, let's make a temporary truce and leave here. ”

"It's a good idea to leave. ”

The corners of Qin Yan's mouth were full of sneers: "It's a pity that it's impossible, you are destined to fall, you have chased me for so long, do you think you won't pay a little price?"

In the past few days of chasing, Qin Yan also faintly realized that his identity might be exposed, if he let go of the old guy in front of him, there would be endless troubles, and when that time comes, the world is so big, I am afraid there will be no place for himself.

So if he has a chance, he will definitely have to find a way to fight back.

"Stupid, so persistent, do you want to die with me?"

The old man surnamed Feng was already a little angry.

"No, you'll be the only one who will die, and I'll live well. ”

Qin Yan's face was full of confident smiles.

"Maniac. ”

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

Rumble!

There was not the slightest warning, and the amazing demonic aura surged out from Qin Yan's body.

Then his form changed, one moment he was obviously an ordinary human immortal cultivator, and the next second he actually turned into a monster with a height of more than one foot.

The sharp edge was revealed, his eyes had turned blood-red, his body had more than doubled in size, his body was wrapped in dark scales, his hands and feet had become sharp claws, and the amazing demonic aura rose to the sky, and his tower-like body brought a powerful oppressive force.

Its head had a pair of horns that shimmered like metal, sharp enough 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, and the other party was obviously a human immortal cultivator, how could he turn into a demon?

This is a bit too absurd.

In short, as a Jindan monk, not to mention his strength, he has lived for more than three hundred years now, but such an outrageous experience has never been heard of.

How could a good human immortal cultivator suddenly transform into a demon?

Did you fall for illusion?

For a while, his mind was in a trance.

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

Raise your right hand.

A faint beam of light flew from his fingertips.

In a flash, the target is the opponent's head.

At the same time, a punch was thrown.

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

It would be best if you could take advantage of his daze and inflict heavy damage on him.

But apparently this is a bit too idealistic.

That's right, because of Qin Yan's manifest demon body, the old man surnamed Feng was too stunned, and he was a little stunned for a while, but he was experienced in a hundred battles after all.

How can it be so easy to give the other party a chance?

I saw that his right hand was raised, and a mirror-like treasure appeared in his palm, easily blocking Qin Yan's attack.

The gap in the Great Realm is not so easy to make up, but Qin Yan originally didn't think that he could solve this old guy with his own strength.

From beginning to end, he had only one purpose...... Procrastinate.

And it is clear that his plan has been achieved.

After such a delay, the demonic energy, which was originally considered far away, approached here at an astonishing speed.

A black dot had appeared in the sight of the two of them.

It seems that there may still be a short distance, but relative to the strength of the other party, it is just a flick of a finger.

"Not good. ”

The old man surnamed Feng changed color.

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

To put it bluntly, it is not unusual, it is the most common method of killing people with 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 with this identity, he can run rampant.

As for himself, he is a fish on the chopping board, no, it may be more appropriate to describe it as a street rat.

It's hard to move an inch!

"Damn!"

There was a look of extreme hatred in his eyes, he had never seen such a despicable and cunning little guy, and he fell into his trap without checking for a while.

There can be no further delay, and it is necessary to get out of this place as soon as possible.

So he sacrificed his treasure.

A gray immortal sword looked unremarkable, but Qin Yan suddenly felt a terrible pressure.

Magic weapon!

This is something completely different from a spirit weapon.

Only the monks who have formed the golden pill can drive it.

"Die!"

The old man surnamed Feng hated him to the bone, and the gray sword aura shook the heavens and the earth.

A sword slashed through.

"Not good. ”

In the face of the other party's angry blow, of course Qin Yan would not stay where he was stupid, even if he didn't fall, he might not be able to escape the result of serious injury.

So he tried his best to desperately dodge the other party's attack.

But in this way, there is no room for entanglement with the other party.

"Little one, one day I will slash you by the sword. ”

The vicious voice of the old man surnamed Feng came into his ears, and his tone was full of resentment, but having said that, he didn't dare to stay here any longer.

Wrapped in dark demonic energy, he turned into a rainbow and wanted to leave.

"Where to go?"

At that moment, however, a sharp roar reached the ears.

The voice did not fall.

I saw a demon bird, galloping, with a lightning speed, came to the close of the two of them.

It was a huge strange bird, with four wings and six legs, hideous and vicious, with a wingspan of several feet, and a demonic aura, and the momentum it exuded was not inferior to that of ordinary Jindan monks, and even better than it.

Before the words fell, a huge claw suddenly stretched out and viciously grabbed the top of the old man's head.

For a moment, the heavens and the earth changed color, and such a simple blow seemed to be better than any spell.