Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 306

At this time, the ability to restrict the flight of the flying corpse was not because of Rong Qianqian's strength, but because of the large net covering her body, the wings of the flying corpse could not function at all.

The flying corpse wanted to tear through this black net. At this moment, Lin Fan and Ye Feng had already arrived.

Holding swords in both hands, the two rushed to the flying corpse and slashed at the flying corpse at the same time.

Seeing the two of them killed, the flying corpse let out a loud roar, and jet-black corpse aura gushed out from its body, sweeping towards Lin Fan and Ye Feng.

This black net can only limit the flying ability of the flying corpse, but it is difficult to limit his combat effectiveness.

The black corpse aura struck, and Lin Fan took out a talisman: "Decree, the heavenly soldiers ascend, and the evil spirits retreat!"

Afterwards, a sword slashed on the talisman, and a shock wave radiated out, crushing all the corpse aura.

But at this moment, the flying corpse had already arrived in front of Lin Fan, and stabbed at Lin Fan's chest.

"Decree, the heavenly soldiers ascend, and the divine soldiers enter the body!"

The Qingyun Sword in Lin Fan's hand turned into a ray of light and penetrated into Lin Fan's chest.

boom!

Lin Fan was sent flying by the flying corpse, smashing a tree not far away before stopping.

"pain!"

Lin Fan felt that his back was about to split open. He looked at his chest. Although there didn't seem to be any scars, the flying corpse also made Lin Fan's chest feel uncomfortable, and Lin Fan spat out a mouthful of blood.

The power of this flying corpse is really strong.

And Ye Feng waved the long sword in his hand, constantly avoiding the attack of flying corpses.

With the strength of Ye Feng's first-rank Taoist leader, it is unrealistic to fight the flying corpse. To be honest, he can persist in so many undefeated moves in the hands of the flying corpse. His strength is already extraordinary.

If it were any other first-rank Taoist priest, he would probably die in the hands of Fei Zong within one or two strokes.

"Ye Feng!" Lin Fan roared, "Back off!"

"it is good!"

After hearing Lin Fan's words, Ye Feng backed away without hesitation.

The Qingyun Sword appeared in Lin Fan's hands again: "The sword itself is Fantie..."

But just after reading this, he noticed Rong Qianqian and Ye Feng beside him.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the idea of ​​using Yujianjue.

Is this how you expose yourself to use Yujianjue?

Lin Fan hesitated for a moment, but still decided to give up. At this time, it was far from a life-and-death situation, and he would not use Yujian Jue.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan rushed towards the flying corpse, and slashed at the flying corpse with his sword.

But this sword was not aimed at the flying corpse.

It was the black net on the flying corpse.

"Lin Fan."

Rong Qianqian thought Lin Fan made a mistake and her face changed drastically.

Seeing that the black net on his body was cut open, Flying Corpse immediately waved his wings and wanted to leave, without the slightest intention of fighting.

"The second style of Taiping Chang'an swordsmanship, pass through your black hair with my hand!"

After Lin Fan finished reading, he couldn't help cursing in his heart, Li Changan, that bastard, what kind of shit name did he choose?

Even though he was thinking this way in his mind, Lin Fan flew towards the flying corpse that was two or three meters high.

The Qingyun Sword in his hand shone with white light.

Seeing that the human continued to follow up, Fei Shi's eyes also showed hostility.

"Roar!"

The flying corpse turned around and grabbed Lin Fan with its sharp fingers.

Flying Corpse's fingers are extremely sharp, perhaps steel is like tofu in front of it.

In addition, it is extremely powerful, if it gets close, it may easily tear Lin Fan into pieces.

But the second move of the Taiping Chang'an Sword is also very powerful!

Lin Fan didn't fully comprehend this move, so he gritted his teeth and used it at this time. He felt that countless magic powers in his body were pouring into Qingyun Sword.

Rong Qianqian and Ye Feng on the ground also looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan fought against the flying corpse in mid-air.

The speed, strength, and defense of the flying corpse are not bad.

But Lin Fan's sword was faster, and the power it unleashed was barely enough to fight the flying corpse.

Bang bang bang!

In mid-air, the sound of metal clashing continued to resound.

Lin Fan's forehead was covered with sweat stains.

This flying corpse probably has the strength of a third-rank metamorphic monster. To be honest, if it is an ordinary third-rank metamorphic monster, it is really no match for Lin Fan.

But this flying corpse is an exception. It is probably one of the best even in the strength level of the third-grade form.

boom!

Finally, the Qingyun sword in Lin Fan's hand pierced more than a dozen bloody holes in Feishi's body.

Lin Fan's condition was not much better, his body was covered with scratches from flying corpses, and the wounds were extremely deep and dripping with blood.

In the end, Lin Fan poured all his strength into the Qingyun Sword, and struck with one blow.

And this flying corpse also instilled all the corpse energy into the palm of his right hand, and hit Lin Fan with one palm.

boom!

With a loud bang, Lin Fan and the flying corpse flew upside down together, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Lin Fan! Are you okay?"

Ye Feng and Rong Qianqian hurried up and stood beside Lin Fan, looking at Lin Fan with worried expressions on their faces.

"Don't worry, I still won't die." Lin Fan took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and looked in the direction of the flying corpse with difficulty: "How about that flying corpse?"

Ye Feng looked at the flying corpse and said, "I'm afraid it was also seriously injured, but don't worry, I'll take care of it."

After speaking, Ye Feng drew out his sword and walked towards the flying corpse.

The flying corpse was lying on the ground struggling, but every time it struggled, the wound on its body split open, and more blood gushed out from its body.

At this moment, a dozen men in black slowly walked out not far away.

"My toy." The one who walked in front was a handsome young man with an ugly face: "You guys are so brave, how dare you beat my toy like this."

The three of them were startled, they didn't expect that a dozen people would suddenly walk out at this moment.

"Lin Fan." Ye Feng returned to Lin Fan and stood in front of him.

"They're all masters." Lin Fan looked at the people behind the young man. Although he didn't know what level of strength these people had, Lin Fan could feel that each of these guys was above the Taoist realm.

Especially the handsome young man walking in the front gave Lin Fan an extremely powerful feeling.

And, not just strong.

There was an evil aura about this young man.

This temperament made Lin Fan feel very uncomfortable.

There was a faint smile on the young man's face, and this smile gave people a feeling of chills in the heart.

"You are Lin Fan, right?" The young man looked at Lin Fan in front of him curiously: "It's really unexpected. You have such strength at such a young age. I am afraid that with your talent, if you become a seventh-rank Taoist priest, it will be enough to enter the world. It should be in the top [-] of the Tianbang."

"Who are you?" Lin Fan endured the injuries on his body and slowly stood up.

"Who am I?" The young man laughed. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Since you asked the question sincerely! Then I will tell you mercifully!"

(End of this chapter)