Qixia system

Chapter 344 Thousand Miles Lock Soul Wisher Takes the Bait

Ling Feng didn't even think about it, he immediately slashed out the Frost Flood Sword in his hand, and the ice gem (demon crystal) on the handle shot out a silver-white aura, spreading along the blade, turning into a white Frost Flood Dragon, rushing To the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt!
The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt raised his mouth slightly, and stretched out his hand to hold it. A big yellow hand suddenly condensed, and then in a flash, it actually pinched the white cold dragon.The mental energy body that was originally only part of the cold flood soul and the cold ice spiritual power was restrained as if it were a solid body, struggling desperately, but it was useless.

At the same time, Ling Feng meditated in his heart to exchange for a fourth-order thousand-mile magic talisman, and a red real talisman appeared in his palm instantly.As he was driven by his true energy, the true talisman turned into red aura and merged into his body, and he felt his body suddenly become much lighter, as if his whole body was full of strength.This fourth-order true talisman can exert its full boosting effect on him, and his body attribute has instantly increased by 50%, reaching a terrifying level of 190 points, which is also an extremely high level among masters!

In the next moment, the white cold dragon was pinched and exploded by the big yellow hand, turning into white spiritual power and dissipating, and part of the cold dragon's soul was instantly annihilated!
At this time, Ling Feng didn't hesitate at all, turned around and ran away, after a brief acceleration, he fled away at a terrifying speed of more than a hundred meters per second.

"Want to run!"

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt turned the big yellow hand into real essence, put it in his body, and used lightness kung fu to chase after him.

However, Ling Feng's speed at this time has reached an unimaginable level, and it is still difficult for the middle-aged man in yellow to catch up.

However, as a strong man of Wuzong, his soul is extremely powerful, and he already has the ability to lock the soul for thousands of miles. As long as he locks on the enemy's breath, he can sense the enemy's general position within a hundred miles.Of course, the so-called thousands of miles is just an imaginary number, the stronger the martial spirit, the farther the sensing range will be.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt took advantage of the wisp of Ling Feng's breath he had just caught, and continued to follow.Because he knew that Ling Feng's spell blessing must have a time limit, as long as he chased him down, he would be able to catch up with him.

The black-robed Taoist priest is also chasing after him, and he wants to get back his Xuanyin flying sword.

About 10 minutes later, Ling Feng came to a river.This river is a tributary of the Canglang River. A small boat was parked beside the river. In the bright moonlight, a blue figure wearing a bamboo hat was fishing beside it.

As Ling Feng approached, he vaguely saw a trace of silver hair, apparently an old man, and said, "Old man, let me borrow your boat."

After he finished speaking, he left a piece of silver and was about to take a boat to Taicang Lake.

At this time, the old fisherman said: "Young man, why worry, you want to go to Taicang Lake, and when I catch a big fish, I will take you there myself!"

Ling Feng held the Flood Flood Sword and said in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you!"

At this time, when he looked at the old man fishing again, he suddenly felt abnormal. He could see this man with his eyes, but when his soul thought swept away, the old man was like transparent air, completely unaware, not even the slightest fluctuation of Qi, blood, or true essence arrive.His complexion changed immediately, and he was horrified. This is a deep-seated state of harmony between man and nature, which is not something ordinary Wuzong experts can achieve.He never imagined that after the Wuzong strongman in Nether Palace, he would encounter a more unpredictable Wuzong strongman again!
It's just that after Ling Feng was horrified, he quickly calmed down, because it was impossible for Nether Palace to send out two Wuzong masters for him.He was silent for a moment, and said, "Old man is from the Canglang Sword Sect?"

The old fisherman said with a smile: "You young man is quite clever, now that you know, sit down, so as not to disturb my big fish."

Ling Feng picked up the silver ingot, sat next to the old man, looked at his fish basket, there was not a single fish in it.He looked towards the river again, the fishhook was hanging in the air, it was still straight!He immediately felt that it was funny, he went straight to fish with the hook, and the wisher took the bait, and played Jiang Taigong's old trick again.Is the way these senior experts appear on the stage so weird?

After a while, Ling Feng vaguely guessed that maybe he was really catching a big fish, and this big fish really took the bait voluntarily.

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Seven or eight minutes later, the middle-aged man in Huang Shirt came to the river, and immediately found Ling Feng. As for the old man fishing, he subconsciously ignored him, so he smiled and said, "Lin Feng, why can't you run away? Could it be that you have finally decided to take refuge in our Nether Palace?" Already? But the vice hall master is gone, at most I will give you a position as a Dharma protector!"

Although he was a little surprised that Ling Feng didn't run away, he wasn't worried at all, because it was really difficult for a congenital martial artist to find tricks in the hands of a strong Wuzong.

Ling Feng turned around and said with a faint smile: "It's okay to take refuge, but the position of Dharma Protector is too low, without the position of Hall Master, I definitely won't do it!"

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt laughed, and was about to tease Ling Feng a few words.

At this time, the fisherman next to him suddenly turned around, took off his bamboo hat, and revealed his true face. He was a middle-aged man in a blue gown, with handsome features, and a rather handsome man with two short beards.

Ling Feng was also a little surprised. It turned out that he wasn't an old man, and the silver hair was just a disguise, but this was normal, except for the fact that his lifespan was nearing the end of his life, the strong Wu Zong generally wouldn't show their old appearance.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt's face changed, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he immediately grasped the handle of the knife at his waist, the real energy in his body was condensed sharply, and the sea of ​​consciousness knife intent was also condensed in an instant.He said coldly: "Yuan Cang, how did you find me?"

Before he made the move, he secretly observed Ling Feng chasing and killing the black-robed Taoist priest for a long time, and only after making sure that there were no masters of the same level in ambush did he make the move.Moreover, he only made one move just now, and his aura was restrained and condensed, and it was fleeting. It should not be noticed by the same level of masters so quickly.He was really curious about how the other party found him!
Fisherman Yuan Cang raised his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Xie Zhenkun, in order to kill you, I have been fishing for ten years on the river outside Cangzhou City, and today I finally caught a big fish like you. Ten years Before, you killed my disciple, today this grievance should be settled, suffer death!"

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt, that is, Xie Zhenkun, the head of Cangzhou Hall of Nether Palace, suddenly changed his expression drastically. He never expected that the other party would spend ten years here in order to kill him!This kind of terrifying enemy is really frightening, and he regretted getting rid of that person back then.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

Yuan Cang's figure flashed, like a fleeting image, he crossed a distance of seven feet in an instant, and appeared in front of Xie Zhenkun, and his fist condensed with white fists rushed out!
Xie Zhenkun, as a strong martial artist, was naturally not slow to react. A ray of yellow light suddenly appeared, and the magic-level long knife in his hand was instantly unsheathed.
Head-to-head collision between fists and divine-level long swords!

With a bang, like the sound of metal and iron, the yellow and white spiritual waves stirred, and Xie Zhenkun's figure retreated sharply!

However, Yuan Cang's body remained motionless, and his fist was not damaged at all. Immediately, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Xie Zhenkun as if teleporting. Such as Taotao Tianhe tilted the world and blasted into his mind.

(End of this chapter)