Chapter 379: A Fair Fight
The great sword that was transformed into a rune, the fourth peachwood sword of the dumb Dao man, led to another layer of space.
After swallowing the energy-replenishing projectile that the thin old man threw at him, the dumb Dao man's complexion recovered a lot, and his eyes burst with light.
In fact, the most powerful in the rune array of "ten steps and one kill" is not the tens of thousands of fierce gangqi, nor the big sword formed by the rune, but this rune array that cannot be broken lightly.
Trapped in this rune array, if you are not proficient in runes, it will be difficult to break out of the array, unless you get a fish to die and break the net.
Although the dumb man's strength has recovered a lot, he is really not happy.
The two peachwood swords on Ye Linfeng's body were faintly moving, and the hilts were buzzing and trembling.
The dumb Taoist did not make the peach wood sword move, so there is only one possibility, it was Ye Linfeng's doing.
"Do you think you can trap me like this?" Ye Linfeng roared angrily, and the Heavenly Demon Qi was released.
The black and purple demonic qi rose to the sky, and the light purple in Ye Linfeng's eyebrows faintly emitted purple fluorescence.
As Ye Linfeng roared, two more big hands suddenly appeared from his body, big hands formed by black demonic qi.
Two large hands reached for the two peachwood swords on the chest and abdomen, and held the two peachwood swords tightly, trying to pull out the peachwood swords.
The dumb Dao man's face showed a solemn expression, he couldn't break this talisman array, he couldn't kill Ye Linfeng, what he could do right now was to use his mind to control the peachwood sword, so that Ye Linfeng couldn't pull it out.
But is Ye Linfeng really that easy to deal with?
The two big hands composed of Heavenly Demon Qi had already pulled out the peach wood sword by half an inch, and it was about to be pulled out of its body.
"Taishang Laojun taught me to kill ghosts and be with me. On the call for the jade girl, the collection is ominous. Mountaineering rocks are cracked, wearing seals. Wearing a canopy on his head, he is burly on his feet, supporting Liujia on the left and defending Liuding on the right. There is the yellow god in the front, and there is the Yue chapter in the back. The divine master kills, does not avoid the strong, first kills the evil ghosts, and then cuts the night light. What god does not subdue, what ghost dares to be? Urgency is like a law. ”
The mute muttered to himself, reciting a ghost-killing mantra.
Killing ghosts and killing demons, Ye Linfeng is a demon.
The peachwood sword is used to kill evil ghosts and evil spirits, and to kill ghosts and curse demons to eliminate demons.
The two peachwood swords inserted into Ye Linfeng's body suddenly flourished, and they wanted to confiscate the two big hands that Ye Linfeng poked out.
The demon fetus in Ye Linfeng's body trembled violently, releasing terrifying demonic energy.
"How about the ghost killing curse? I am the god of killing! The one who kills is Taishang Laojun! What can you do with me?" Ye Linfeng roared angrily.
The dumb Taoist was very angry when he heard that Ye Linfeng was slandering his ancestral master, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything to reprimand him, so he could only scold in his heart: "Evil animal, dare to slander my ancestral master, I will surrender you today!"
Ye Linfeng doesn't care who his ancestor is, in his eyes, those legendary beings are all cultivators like them, but their realm is profound, as for whether they eventually become immortals, it can't be proven.
He was covered in Heavenly Demon Qi, and the Demon Killing Spell he cast with the Dao of a dumb Daoist was not enough to suppress the demonic energy in Ye Linfeng's body.
In the end, Ye Linfeng finally pulled out the two peachwood swords inserted into his body, and his body could move.
"Say I'm a demon!Then what are you!Demons are not reflected in appearance, no demons in your heart are no demons, and if you have a demon in your heart, even if you are wearing Lao Jun's feathered immortal clothes on the outside, you are still a demon!" Ye Linfeng roared angrily at the dumb Daoist in the rune array.
The two peachwood swords in Ye Linfeng's hands disappeared again, and they were probably transferred to another space by the dumb Dao people.
Without the restraint of the peachwood sword, Ye Linfeng rushed towards the dumb Daoist in the rune array.
He wants to fight a fair fight with the mute people, and he wants to hone himself.
"Brother Feng, unravel this "Ten Steps One Kill" talisman for me, I want to fight fairly with this dumb man, I want to see who is stronger. Ye Linfeng said to Feng Fuji.
Feng Fuji hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
In the end, this "Ten Steps and One Kill" talisman array was unraveled by Feng Fuji, and the dumb Taoist finally walked out of this formation.
Ye Linfeng re-sacrificed the Blue Emperor Sword, looked at the dumb Taoist who walked out of the rune array, and said, "I want to fight with you fairly, so as not to be said by others that I am a widow with others." ”
The dumb man didn't nod, but it could be seen from his eyes that he acquiesced to Ye Linfeng's words.
After Feng Fuji unlocked the "Ten Steps and One Kill" talisman array, he continued to fight the thin old man.
This thin old man is also a guest of the Li family, and he usually has a good relationship with the dumb Taoist, and his cultivation realm is lower than that of the dumb Taoist, and he is in the early realm of Piyuan.
This thin old man used the Wind and Thunder Technique in the Divine Technique, his arms were opened, his eyes were closed, and he began to cast the Wind and Thunder Divine Technique against the wind.
Feng Fuji is a talisman master, he is different from Ye Linfeng, he is a veritable talisman master, except for the rune path, he doesn't know other exercises, but for the rune way, he is very good at it.
Fu Dao is his knife to kill, just like the waist knife in his hand, if he can write a talisman, he can kill people.
In the face of the thin old man's magic wind and thunder, the wind was calm and composed.
After being cut off by Raku, although he became different from a normal person, Feng Fuji did not collapse because of this, on the contrary, he found his own path.
A path of a broken-arm talisman master, his master is also one-armed, as long as there is a talisman in his heart, anything in the hands of the rune master can be a talisman.
My heart is the talisman, and when I say a word, it is the talisman, which is the highest state of the rune master.
Although Feng Fuji is not yet known as a rune master, and it is very far away to reach the highest level of a rune master, he has already understood the truth that as long as there is a rune in his heart, there are runes everywhere.
There is only one arm, but he wields the talisman knife unambiguously, without the slightest drag, it is simply direct.
The power of that thin old man's divine art wind and thunder is really not small, and the destructive power is also extremely great, but in the face of Feng Fuji's rune, it is still a few points behind.
A few thunderbolts flew, and the wind was howling.
Feng Fuji was calm and calm, his hand rose and fell, and the talisman knife slashed twice, and a talisman was written by Feng Fuji in this way.
The Prodigal Son does not look back!
An oblique cross was cut out by the wind, with a kind of unruly and untamed spirit, a kind of unruly and free and easy that does not die until the Yellow River does not die, and does not cry when it does not see the coffin.
The thin old man found that his divine skill wind and thunder were not enough to defeat the prodigal son who was not too windy, and he hurriedly changed to a spell, which was also a divine technique, called Luoxue.
Between the world where Feng Fuji and the thin old man were located, snowflakes suddenly floated, and these snowflakes were not real snowflakes, but "snow flakes" condensed by pieces of true yuan.
Feng Fuji was not afraid, he thought that as long as he had a deep enough comprehension of the rune path, he would not be afraid of the thin old man's magic falling snow.