Great Song catcher

Chapter 338 Creepy
Nie Feng kept mobilizing his true qi, and used the terrain art to the extreme. Although his current cultivation level is not comparable to that of Lu Fengtian back then, this Yin soldier has not really stepped into the divine realm. With Nine Suns Divine Art and Immortal Art, the speed of returning Qi is also very fast.

The thick earth walls were crumbled one after another, but the new earth walls continued to condense.

At this time.

The rest of the people didn't watch the fun, but launched an attack on the Yin soldier one after another.

Under the current situation, only the collective efforts can survive, and anyone who wants to hide his own life can only end up with his own life.

And that Yin soldier was besieged by many masters, and he didn't care about continuing to bombard and kill Nie Feng, so he swung his spear in haste to block.

A black light streaked across the sky.

The ice sword in Zhao Yuan's hand was instantly shattered by the spear.

But while her heart formula was working, a new ice sword appeared in her hand, which did not affect her combat power in the slightest.

"I need a moment, don't let him disturb me!"

Nie Feng also put away the wheel-running sword. With his attainments in wheel-turning swordsmanship, it would be foolish to deal with Yin soldiers of this level. It is his signature martial art. Once used, many people will be able to identify him, and it will be very inconvenient for him to do things in the future.

Nie Feng raised his head and looked at the sky. The dark clouds above were as black as ink, and the purple thunder light flickered in it, exuding a palpitating aura. This kind of terrifying power could not be resisted even by a martial artist.

A wisp of ethereal aura gradually emanated from Nie Feng, slowly mobilizing the power contained in the heaven and earth, and then combined his aura with the thundercloud in midair. Everyone around saw Nie Feng With Feng's appearance, he knew that he was going to use a killer move, so he tried his best to block the Yin soldier and buy time for Nie Feng as much as possible.

But that Yin soldier became more and more courageous as he fought, and his moves changed faster and faster, and became more and more ingenious. He fought alone against more than a dozen masters, and he didn't lose the wind at all. On the contrary, he seemed to be suppressing them.

But after more than a dozen strokes, the bronze spear swept out a dazzling green light, and the three heads were immediately thrown into the air.

"Tianwei!"

At the same time, a purple light flashed across Nie Feng's eyes.

He displayed the strongest trick in the Thirteen Heart Techniques of Heaven's Will.

Tianwei!

Tianyi Thirteen is a martial art that can directly reach the realm of destiny, which contains infinite mysteries, and can freely use thirteen kinds of natural forces of heaven and earth, among which the most powerful mental method is No.13 - Tianwei!
How can ordinary people stop the power of the sky?
When he was in the dead city that day, Lu Fengtian used this trick of "Heaven's Might", arousing the vitality of the nine heavens and turning it into a thunder of divine punishment. As for swordsmanship, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose in that battle.

However, with Nie Feng's cultivation at this time, all the first twelve tactics of Tianyi Thirteen can be used, but only this Tianweijue needs to step into the realm of God and activate the nine-day vitality to perform it. Nie Feng is only half-stepped now. The realm of God can barely mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth. The reason why he can successfully perform this trick now is entirely due to the right time and place.

The thunderclouds in mid-air are enough to save him most of the troubles, he only needs to use his true energy to draw down the sky thunders contained in the clouds.

Nie Feng slowly continued his strength, and the dark clouds above his head became more and more gloomy, and he vaguely saw a purple thunder dragon dancing in it with its teeth and claws.

"Get out of the way!"

Nie Feng's seven orifices, ears and eyes overflowed with electric snakes, and his skill has gathered to the peak.

After hearing Nie Feng's voice, the besieging Yin soldiers and others immediately moved their figures and retreated to a distance, and locked the Yin soldiers there with true energy in the air.

"God's punishment, destroy the world!"

Followed by Nie Feng's right hand.

Roar!
A startling dragon chant came from the clouds.

A huge dragon claw shining with lightning came out from the clouds and crushed the thunder cloud. Immediately a thunder dragon about [-] meters long roared down from the sky. Not only everyone around was stunned, even Nie Feng He was also a little dazed, he was very clear about his own cultivation, even if he could display this move of heavenly power, it would never be so powerful, even surpassing Lu Fengtian that day.

Thunder Dragon roared non-stop, and swooped directly towards that Yin soldier!

At the same time, a loud noise suddenly came from the depths of the ancient city, and a ferocious beast claw covered with scales flew out, covering most of the dead city under it, just in line with the thunder dragon. bumped together.

The force from the collision between the two was enough to shake the earth, and the dazzling light spread to the surroundings, making everyone unable to help closing their eyes. After the light faded, everything returned to calm.

The ground was full of devastation, the thunder dragon led by Nie Feng had disappeared, and the ferocious beast claw covered with scales had also disappeared without a trace, leaving only a pool of black blood on the ground.

As for the two Yin soldiers who were directly wiped out under this kind of power, only the broken bronze spear was inserted into the ground, but it has lost its original luster, and it looks decayed, and it can only be shown if it never recovers. Sharpness and might.

Nie Feng's body was shaking, and his face was quite pale. The Tianwei move just now consumed at least [-]% of his skill, but the effect was greater than he expected, and everyone saw Fangcai's ancient city. The beast claw that flew out from the depths, it can be said that if the goal of the beast claw is them, there is absolutely no reason for the people present to survive.

At this time, Tang Ruyi came to Nie Feng's side, supported his shaking body, and at the same time performed the method of sound transmission into secret:

"What is your relationship with Nie Feng of Six Doors?"

Nie Feng smiled wryly in his heart.

He knew that after he cast the Thirteenth God's Will, he could hide it from other people's eyes, but he could never hide it from Tang Ruyi's eyes. Nie Feng hesitated for a moment, and quickly made a decision, whispering four words .

"Dead city, outside the pass."

This statement came out.

Tang Ruyi understood immediately, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

But he pretended to be nonchalant on the surface, nodded and said: "So that's the case, I should have thought of it a long time ago."

What Tang Ruyi said was unclear.

But others are not good to ask directly, they can only watch them playing charades there.

Nie Feng nodded slightly, sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly began to perform the Immortal Art and Nine Suns Divine Art.

Under the influence of these two kinds of peerless skills, after only one cup of tea, Nie Feng recovered his lost skills, and all the external and internal injuries on his body disappeared.

"Thank you for coming to rescue me."

At this time.

The three disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect came over and bowed their hands to everyone, with a look of joy for the rest of their lives on their faces.

"It doesn't matter, since everyone has entered the ancient city now, and we can still meet together, then it can be considered fate."

Wuchen clasped his hands together, looked at the iron sword in Murongyu's hand and said, "It's just a pity that we came a step late and didn't rescue Benefactor Lu."

The three Huashan Sword Sect disciples also showed a sad look on their faces, and said: "It's all to save us, brother, he was captured by the evil spirit."

"Evil ghost?"

Nie Feng stood up from the ground at this moment and asked, "Aren't these two Yin soldiers who fought against you just now?"

"no!"

"Although I haven't seen the appearance of that evil spirit clearly, I can be sure that he is definitely not a dark soldier in the ancient city."

The elder Huashan Sword Sect disciple still had lingering fears when he mentioned this matter: "That thing looks like a human, but its body is very huge, more than two feet tall, and the weapons in our hands pose no threat to it at all. , only Senior Brother Lu can barely injure him with the Heavenly Thunder and Thunderbolt Dafa."

Dafa of thunder and thunderbolt.

The secret inner strength of the Huashan Sword School can only be practiced at the first level if you have half-stepped into the divine realm, and you can practice the subsequent exercises only after you have stepped into the divine realm.

Li Canglan, the Zhongxing master of the Huashan Sword Sect, realized the miraculous skills during the thunderstorm when he was dying. It was because of this set of inner skills that he stepped from the congenital realm to the divine realm in just three years, and personally He rushed to West Kunlun and beheaded seven of the ten elders of the Western Demon Sect, as well as the Holy Master of that generation, and almost wiped out the entire Western Demon Sect.

The reason why Li Canglan was able to retreat from the Western Demonic Sect was because of this set of celestial thunder and thunderbolt Dafa, which was performed with his cultivation at the peak of the ecstasy state, which was enough to shock the strong in the realm of destiny, but after Lu Fanchen practiced this set of martial arts , could only barely hurt that evil spirit.

Perhaps it was because his cultivation base was too shallow to display the true strength of this set of martial arts, but it was enough to verify the strength of the so-called evil spirit from the side.

Looking at the tightly closed gate of the house, everyone looked at each other, but no one had the guts to go in and see what happened.

Just now in the battle with those two Yin soldiers, more than ten masters died among them, and now only these few people are left. If they rush into this house rashly, maybe the whole army will be wiped out in the end. Existing evil spirits are killed.

Especially when Nie Feng recalled the scene he saw earlier, it made him shudder even more.

At last.

Xi Yao, who was still on Taiping Road, said: "Everyone, this is not a place to stay for a long time now. Since we can no longer go out outside, we can only go deep into the ancient city. Maybe we can find other advanced people on the way, and we can count on each other. There is a follow-up."

"But you also saw it just now. The danger hidden in the depths of the ancient city is even greater. If we go in, we might die inside." Song Beixiao said with a wry smile. Still a little chilly.

Nie Feng gave him a strange look.

Song Beixiao seems to have undergone a great change. The old arrogant and narrow-minded Song Beixiao seems to have disappeared. Now Song Beixiao is upright and very polite to others. Compared with before, there are two people at all. , Could it be that he really turned his prodigal son back?

"Any questions?"

Song Beixiao noticed Nie Feng's eyes, and looked at him with some doubts.

"It's nothing."

Nie Feng shook his head and said, "It's just a little strange. Brother Song seems to be quite different from the rumors in the Jianghu. It seems that the rumors in the Jianghu are really not to be believed."

Hearing Nie Feng's words, Song Beixiao's face turned red, and a trace of shame appeared between his brows:
"In the early years, Song was young and frivolous, and made many irreparable ridiculous mistakes. In the future, he only hopes to use his weak strength to make up for past mistakes as much as possible."

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, the benefactor Song is now fully enlightened, the prodigal son turns back, it is really rare..."

Monk Wuchen nodded slightly beside him.

Song Beixiao's words were not just words, but a sincere desire to repent.

A few months ago, he went to the Huanhua Sword Sect in person, and suffered 37 swords from Fang Zhiqing in public. The tendons and bones of his limbs were broken, and even several swords had pierced through Song Beixiao's heart. In the end, he was the old man of the Huanhua Sword Sect. The head of the sect personally rescued him, and the grievances between him and Fang Zhiqing were wiped out.

At this moment, Guan Qingtian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Did you hear anything?"

"sound?"

Everyone immediately became tense.

Busy and calm, listen carefully.

But there was no other sound except for the sound of the wind blowing.

"Brother Guan, did you hear wrong?"

Duan Xiaoyao asked.

"Maybe..." Guan Qingtian nodded uneasy.

"Anyway, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We should leave here as soon as possible and go deep into the ancient city. If the things in these houses rush out at that time, then we will be miserable." Nie Feng looked at the crowd and said.

Thinking of the scene Nie Feng said, everyone's hairs stood on end, and they all nodded in agreement with him.

According to what was previously discovered, every building and every house in this ancient city is very likely to have those extremely vicious creatures. With the few of them now, the final end can only be death without a place to bury them.

After the decision was made, everyone hurried back to the square, and walked towards the depths of the ancient city along the widest street behind the square.

As the footsteps moved forward, the surrounding light became darker and darker, and the sky that was originally covered with dark clouds was completely dark at this time, as if the night of the ancient city had fallen.

"Listen!"

Guan Qingtian stopped suddenly.

"You're too nervous..."

Duan Xiaoyao hadn't finished speaking.

A creepy chewing sound came from the next door.

Everyone turned their heads slowly, and their bodies gradually became a little stiff. Looking at the door with mottled vermilion paint, a gust of cold wind blows slowly, making everyone's scalp numb, and the sound of chewing seems to be very close at hand. Behind the vermilion lacquer gate.

Wu Chen suddenly took off the glazed rosary beads on his neck, and gently placed them in front of the vermilion lacquer gate.

This string of rosary beads has been with Wu Chen for many years, and in a sense it can be regarded as his weapon. Even if it is placed in a thousand-year-old tomb, it can dispel the evil spirit and corpse energy inside.

But now it's... broken...

(End of this chapter)