I am the urban medical sword fairy

Chapter 910: Fortune Comes
"Strange!" Chen Feng couldn't help frowning.

"What's the matter? Are you still not satisfied with killing so many vicious ghosts at once?" Ye Xuan asked, and at the same time, he did not forget to say to Chen Feng: "Your strength is stronger than before, which is really admirable."

"Have you noticed that the strength of these vicious ghosts is not strong?" Chen Feng recalled the scene of killing a large area with ease just now, and said: "In my estimation, their strength is only a mere A-level. Don't you find it strange?"

Most of the other cultivators would scoff when they heard Chen Feng's words.After all, on Earth, A-level transcendents are still quite powerful. Except for Chen Feng, not many people dare to take them so easily.

However, due to Chen Feng's own strength and the strength of his opponents has always been very tyrannical, so his vision gradually increased, and he didn't pay much attention to A-level transcendents.

Hearing this, Ye Xuan suddenly had the feeling of being despised by Chen Feng suddenly. Although he knew that Chen Feng didn't do it on purpose, he wouldn't be angry because of it. The more I feel uncomfortable in my heart.

"Damn, is the emperor's realm so great? Who do you look down on!" Ye Xuan said while feeling upset, "It's really a bit strange, if these vicious ghosts come from my ancestors of the Three Corpses, they probably won't be strong enough. It will be so weak, and since they are so weak, it is very likely that these vicious ghosts come from other sources. If they are not born here, it means that this place is not only connected to my three corpses, but also connected to other places , Hiss, Old Chen, something is wrong!"

"Are you still afraid that people from other places will come to fight against us?" Chen Feng sneered and said, "I tell you, in such a state of death, basically no living person can survive for a long time. So if others dare to barge in, they may not be able to get past us..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng's expression suddenly changed. The fingers of his right hand stretched apart, and he swung them out suddenly. The fingers swiped, as if playing a lute, but dozens of sword qi shot out, instantly killing the people in front of him. Death tore apart.

Although with Chen Feng's current strength and kendo attainments, he seldom uses sword qi after getting used to the sword gang, but it cannot be denied that sword qi still has many advantages.

In such a hasty time, it is better to use the sword energy that is free, fast and not too powerful.

The sword energy mixed with the real fire of the sun passed through the dead air like a hot knife cutting butter. It easily divided the dead air in front of it into dozens of pieces, vaguely revealing a burly body.

"Huh." When the wind sounded, the figure had already smashed through the layers of dead energy, and he didn't care about the dozens of sword energy hitting his body, as if he was not affected by a single bit of sword energy hitting his body. Appeared in front of Chen Feng swiftly and ferociously, and when there was a muffled roar like thunder from his throat, a huge steel fork stabbed towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't dare to block it head-on, so he directly used square steps to dodge to the side, and at the same time pinched his fingers again to move a little further away from the steel fork that was chasing after him like a shadow.

"Boom." With a flash of earthy yellow light, the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball flew out of the storage bag and hit the steel fork directly.

Ever since it was refined by Chen Feng, the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball has devoured a lot of Wuji Yinyang essence and Jitu essence. Although it looks like a mere ball, its weight may not be much lighter than a mountain.

Now when it touched the steel fork, there was an earth-shattering loud noise.

In a flash of light, the Wuji Yin-Yang ball flew back into Chen Feng's hands, and the burly figure holding the steel fork flew more than 1000 meters away before stopping.

What surprised Chen Feng was that under such a violent collision, the unremarkable, black steel fork was intact.

"Looking at that steel fork is not an ordinary thing." Chen Feng thought in his heart, when the magic formula in his hand moved, thunder sounded, and more than a hundred thunderbolts shot out from the thunderbolt towards the black face holding the steel fork The strong man went away.

At the same time, the Wuji Yin-Yang ball roared out again, and continued to smash down on the black-faced strong man.

"Hmph." The black-faced burly man snorted coldly, and two streams of white air spewed out of his nostrils instantly, making a whistling sound like a siren.

The next moment, the black-faced burly man swung his fork again and stabbed at Chen Feng as usual.At the same time, the surrounding dead energy condensed, turned into a giant black palm, and grabbed Wuji Yin-Yang Ball.

"It really is him." Ye Xuan exclaimed when he saw the giant black palm.

Before they came in, they had also been attacked by the black giant palm, but they didn't see the enemy.Now seeing the same attack method, of course he was identified as the enemy who had hidden his head and showed his tail before.

"Jie, jie, jie..." Ye Xuan hadn't finished speaking, a series of strange laughter came from beside him, and then a fierce monkey-like spirit rushed out, stirring up the dead energy around him, and headed towards him. Ye Xuan swept over.

"Damn it! When I lose Brother Corpse, will I become a soft persimmon that anyone can pinch?!" Ye Xuan cursed inwardly, and threw out a handful of talismans with a raised hand.

These talismans did not fly around, but connected with each other, and formed a rope shining with spiritual light in an instant. With Ye Xuan's hands pinching, they actually swam quickly in the air, sprinkled with spiritual light, and moved towards the monkey. The vicious soul intercepted the past.

The monkey-shaped fierce soul was surrounded by death energy, and moved like the wind, just like a monkey jumping in the air in the forest in the mountains. Scratching at his face.

If he was really hit by it and swiped his claws downward, not only would Ye Xuan's entire face be rotted on the spot, but he would also be disemboweled, and he would definitely die.

Facing the attack of this monkey-shaped fierce spirit, Ye Xuan's expression became a little more solemn, but there was no look of panic.

Because just when the sharp claws were about to stretch out in front of him, they were suddenly blocked by runes that emerged one after another, and at the same time a series of runes appeared beside the monkey-shaped fierce soul without warning, like a giant hunting Like a python, it entangled it tightly in an instant, and began to frantically strangle it.

The monkey-shaped fierce soul struggled frantically, but it couldn't resist the suppression of the spiritual light that popped out from the talismans one after another.

"Boom." A moment later, this monkey-shaped fierce soul with a grade A was completely disintegrated, leaving only a black bead.

Ye Xuan reached out and took the bead in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "It seems that my luck has come."

With that said, Ye Xuan took out a pitch-black long-necked bottle, put the bead left after the dissipated evil spirit into it, saw a glimmer of light on the bottle, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Boom..." Just as Ye Xuan urged the series of talismans to attack other fierce spirits, the battle between Chen Feng and the black-faced man also reached a fever pitch.

This black-faced strong man possesses a strength that is no less powerful than Chen Feng's, and his own strength is quite powerful, especially when mobilizing the dead energy around him to fight, it is as easy as using his fingers.This allowed him to take advantage of the terrain.

If Chen Feng had the Dao Dao gourd by his side, he would naturally be able to suck away the dead energy around him.

But the problem is that the guarding gourd is far away in Di Yan's hands, so Chen Feng can only rely on the real fire of the sun to block the dead energy, which inevitably makes him somewhat restricted in battle.

If it wasn't for Sun Zhenhuo's innate restraint of dead energy, then he might be suppressed by this guy to death in this fight.Even so, Chen Feng gradually lost the wind in the constant fighting, which made Chen Feng very anxious and quite unhappy.

"Boom..." Amidst the dense explosions, dozens of lightning bolts struck the black-faced strong man.

Although it was not able to completely detonate the thick death energy covering his body, it still caused the death energy to surge endlessly, as if a pot had been boiled.

"Boom." Immediately afterwards, there was another loud bang, and the turbulent death energy spread suddenly, but before it spread too far, it was burned into nothingness by the real fire of the sun gathered from all directions.

Originally, the black-faced strong man cast a spell and condensed the dead energy into a giant hand to pinch the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball, which greatly affected Chen Feng's offensive. Now Chen Feng forcibly broke the giant hand formed by the dead energy, The Wuji yin and yang ball was released.

"Huh... Boom..." The sound of the wind suddenly turned into thunder, shaking the surrounding air.

It turned out that the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball that had just escaped was not taken back into the storage bag by Chen Feng, but was activated and turned into a fast-moving Wuji Yin-Yang Ball that slammed towards the black-faced strong man.

The reason why the black-faced man used his death energy to turn into giant hands to grab the Wuji Yin-Yang ball was because he knew very well that it was a great threat to him.

Now the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball has revealed its power and tyranny. In addition to the earth-yellow rays of light cascading around it, more importantly, the impact force produced by its own weight at high speed is absolutely unparalleled.

How could the black-faced strong man have the guts to block it, otherwise he would still be crushed even if he was made of copper and iron.

"Ah." Amidst the muffled roar, the black-faced man suddenly waved his hand.

Death qi swarmed from all around, and instantly condensed into a giant hand with a length of more than 200 meters, which once again grasped the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball in its palm.

"Boom..." It's just different from the last time, the Wuji Yin-Yang ball only stayed in the giant hand for a moment before smashing it through a big hole.

"Hmph." The black-faced man snorted angrily, and the dead energy within a radius of more than a thousand meters gathered wildly, rushing towards the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball like a tidal wave.

Seeing this, Chen Feng showed a sneer, and quickly pinched the formula with both hands, hitting the Wuji Yin-Yang Ball with beams of light.

"Boom boom boom..." Amidst the repeated loud noises, the Wuji Yin-Yang ball was like a meteorite falling from the nine heavens, unstoppably crashing and exploding the incoming death energy frenzy layer by layer.

"Boom." After exploding the 800-meter-thick wave of dead energy like a destructive force, it slammed into the black-faced strong man with undiminished momentum.

The latter quickly dodged and blocked it with the steel fork in his hand.

(End of this chapter)