Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chi Chi Chi!
The light of the sword is like thunder and thunder, and it is powerful, dividing the world of yin and yang!

Cheng Tianyong's complexion changed slightly, and in an instant, the battle spirit was divided into three parts.

This is the supernatural power that can only be mastered by the third soul turn after entering the second stage of the ninth turn of the heavenly soul.

The three battle spirits soared into the sky and surrounded Yan Jinghong.

Yan Jinghong smiled coldly, split three sabers suddenly, and slashed at a Dharma figure with one saber, under the control of his saber intent, it was like an arm and a finger!

Obviously, during the period after the end of the Qijue Immortal Ranking, Yan Jinghong's three swordsmanship has climbed several levels again.

Prior to this, Yan Jinghong had no habit of using weapons exclusively.

And since he acquired the inheritance of the "Three Swords Kuangyanshuiruowu" three swords style, the sword is the only weapon he never abandons in his life.

"Roar!--"

With a low growl, Yan Jinghong let out a roar like a dragon's chant, coupled with the terrifying sword, it was more than ten thousand zhang long!

In an instant, the sky was covered by the sword glow, covering the sky and the sun, shrouded in a red glow.

Rumble!
The earth was shaken, and the sky was dark!
Although Cheng Tianyong's three battle spirit figures, which were more than a thousand feet tall, immediately applied the shield formed by the power of spiritual consciousness, they were still pushed back.

"Good swordsmanship!"

A streak of blood dripped from the corner of Cheng Tianyong's mouth, but the fighting spirit in his eyes had climbed to the extreme.

Whoosh!
The next moment, Cheng Tianyong directly stepped on the soil puppet in front of him and soared into the sky.

His figure overlapped with the three battle spirits, and in an instant, the aura of the battle spirits rose suddenly.

The souls are united, and the fighting spirit is soaring!
His real body, hidden among the three dharma images, is filled with his powerful spiritual thoughts, and in the space covered by the spiritual thoughts, he has actually achieved a magical effect similar to the laws of space.

In this space, as long as his thoughts go, the body can be reached in an instant.

Between ecstasy and ghosts, Cheng Tianyong's attack was so tricky that even Yan Jinghong couldn't defend against it.

Yan Jinghong snorted coldly. If it was Ling Feng, with his eyes, he should be able to lock on to this person's real body in an instant. Unfortunately, although his eyes have also evolved into the unique cold eyes of the Xuntian Ice Race, But in terms of pupil strength, there is still a big gap compared to that freak Ling Feng.

He could only wield three long knives continuously, and the knives rolled up a storm, making Cheng Tianyong dare not approach easily.

For a moment, the two were evenly divided, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

In the strong wind, the two fought inseparably.

At this moment, a whisper suddenly came from Yan Jinghong's ear, it seemed to be the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness.

"I know you! You are not Lan Xiaoyu at all!"

It was Cheng Tianyong's voice.

Yan Jinghong's eyelids twitched slightly, and he looked at Cheng Tianyong in astonishment.

"Have you forgotten? A few years ago, Xuanyuan Handao! We met!"

Cheng Tianyong stared at Yan Jinghong, and said in a deep voice: "You didn't mention Lan Xiaoyu, I didn't remember it for a while, but when you mentioned that guy, I remembered everything! You are not Lan Xiaoyu." Xiaoyu, you are another member of the Ice Clan, your name is Yan Jinghong, right!"

"It's you?"

Yan Jinghong seemed to be thinking of something too. After so many years, both of them have changed too much.

One is deliberately hiding his clumsiness, and now he is showing his true strength.

As for the other one, in the past few years, his strength has been rising all the way, and he has completely transformed into the arrogance of the Sky Patrol Ice Clan.

The aura of the two is completely different from before.

It was normal to fail to recognize each other for a while.

"Hmph, for Brother Ling's sake, I will not be your enemy today!"

Cheng Tianyong took a deep breath and continued to transmit sound with his spiritual sense.

Yan Jinghong sneered secretly in his heart, did not expect Ling Feng to have such face?
"You and I continue to pretend to fight, just delay the time."

Cheng Tianyong continued: "To be honest, I don't want her to continue killing innocent people, but no matter what, I will stand by her side."

"Exactly what I want!"

Yan Jinghong didn't care what Cheng Tianyong's position was, but since everyone was friends rather than enemies, there was no need to fight to the death.

Not far away, the poisonous hand doctor saw that Yan Jinghong and Cheng Tianyong had fought to a draw, and the fight might not end for a while.

She frowned, looked into the ruins, and was about to take action, but saw Yu Shiwei flying to stop the gate of the ruins.

"Senior, don't you want to say nothing, right? The competition between the two of them is still undecided!"

Yu Shiwei clenched her silver teeth, although she was well aware of the horror of the woman in front of her, and also knew the cruelty of her methods.

However, with her master and senior sister behind her, she must not back down.

"Humph!"

The poisoned hand doctor snorted coldly, "They are the ones who bet, so what does it have to do with me? I have cooperated with you for a long time, why, do you really think I will be fooled by you naively?"

The next moment, behind Immortal Poisonous Hand Doctor, a puff of black smoke billowed up, and the gust of wind swept away, turning into a puff of thick poisonous mist, sweeping away, rushing towards the direction of the ruins.

Even if she didn't make a move, she could easily poison all the people inside just by relying on the poisonous mist.

Normally, it would not be so simple, but now, Venerable Miaofan's spiritual power is highly concentrated and concentrated on her two disciples, so naturally he has no time to distract himself from resisting her poisonous mist.

"You are so despicable!"

Yu Shiwei didn't expect that the poisonous hand doctor would be so frenzied. She gritted her silver teeth and flew up, shaking her bare hands lightly, gathering all the poisonous mist towards her.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this scene, the poisonous hand doctor laughed, "Little girl, who do you think you are? With your ability, you dare to deal with Ye Xiaozhi's poison?"

Yu Shiwei bit her red lips tightly, and her beautiful eyes showed incomparable determination, "I can't stop it, I have to stop it!"

Immortal Poisonous Hand Doctor looked at Yu Shiwei who was doing his best, and his eyes froze slightly, as if he had seen a familiar shadow on this junior.

If you can't stop it, you have to stop it!
Who is that shadow?

It seems to be dusty in the deepest part of memory, untouchable, unwilling to touch...

And when the poisonous hand doctor was in a trance, within the ruins, Ling Feng and Venerable Miaofan finally completed the last step.

Venerable Miaofan helped several disciples to lie down, and the next moment, his figure turned into a rainbow and soared into the sky from the ruins.

A golden light fell, directly dispelling the dense black mist, and Yu Shiwei, who was entangled by the black mist, had turned black at this moment, apparently inhaled a lot of poisonous mist, and his life was hanging by a thread.

"Qiu Liruo!"

Venerable Miao Fan's eyes were burning with anger.

She has repeatedly hurt her apprentice, which has made her intolerable.

"My good senior sister, you have finally come out!"

Qiu Liruo seemed to be okay, she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Are you satisfied with my greeting ceremony?"

Venerable Miaofan clenched his fists, fed a life-saving elixir to Yu Shiwei, turned around and entrusted it to Ling Feng, and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Long, please take care of my silly apprentice."

"Senior, don't worry."

Ling Feng took Yu Shiwei from Venerable Miaofan's arms. Although she took a life-saving elixir, the poison of the night owl that poisoned the hand to heal the immortal was no small matter.

Although she only inhaled a little, Yu Shiwei's skin began to faintly emit black air.

When the black energy gathers into threads and penetrates the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, even if the Daluo Immortal comes, I'm afraid he will be helpless.

"Hey……"

Ling Feng sighed softly, took out the golden needle, sealed several vital points for her, and immediately performed the beast soul fusion method to integrate Xiaodie's ability to absorb poison.

This is also to avoid exposing himself. Since he changed his name to Long Fei, he hasn't even released a cheap ass.

But fortunately, the cheap donkey's beast soul fusion can finally come in handy.

"Miss Rain Master, I've offended you!"

Ling Feng bit Yu Shiwei's finger lightly, and then began to absorb the poisonous mist that invaded her body, transforming it into Xiaodie.

Although Ling Feng could use other methods to detoxify Yu Shiwei's body, the longer this toxin was in the body, the more risk it would have.

Or directly use Xiaodie's ability, which is the simplest and rudest.

Yu Shiwei's finger was bitten by Ling Feng, and she couldn't help moaning. Soon, Ling Feng sucked all the poisonous gas away, and the blood color gradually returned to her black face.

"Sir, you..."

When Yu Shiwei regained consciousness, she looked at Ling Feng with a worried face again, "You inhaled the toxin into your body, didn't you..."

"Don't worry, I have a special constitution, this bit of poison won't harm me."

Ling Feng smiled faintly, and helped Yu Shiwei to sit up, just in time to look at Venerable Miaofan.

"I'll help you, master, you should rest here first."

"Ok!"

Yu Shiwei nodded, "Thank you, Young Master!"

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders slightly, his figure flashed, and flew to the side of Venerable Miaofan.

At the same time, Cheng Tianyong and Cheng Tianyong, who were fighting fiercely in the sky, also suddenly separated and returned to their camps.

"A few times, he dared to directly absorb the night owl's poison I prepared."

Immortal Poison Hand Doctor couldn't help but glance at Ling Fenggao, "If I can take you back and become a medicine man, I'm afraid it will last a long time!"

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of being abused."

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, and looked at Cheng Tianyong who was standing beside the poisonous hand doctor.

This woman is probably the poison master he was talking about, who used him to test poison every day.

But it seems that the relationship between them seems unusual.

"Stop talking nonsense! Qiu Liruo!"

Venerable Miaofan obviously couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "You have repeatedly killed innocent people, poisoned innocent people, and used living people to refine medicine. Are you still my disciple of Cihang Jingzhai?"

"Cihang Jingzhai?"

The poisonous hand doctor sneered, "My dear senior sister, haven't I already been expelled from the school?"

"Even so, Master taught you and me since childhood..."

"Don't mention that woman!"

Immortal Poison Hand Doctor yelled angrily, and said coldly: "Today is the ten-year agreement between you and me. According to the previous rules, I will poison and you will detoxify. Every time you can barely beat me, but this once……"

Immortal Poison Hand Doctor paused, and a look of pride flashed in his eyes, "Hmph, I caused the plague in Shiyuan City by myself, and it is also the first test question for you. It seems that Senior Sister is at a loss for what to do about it. !"