infinite power system

Chapter 225
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and just when Tang Feng had just relaxed, a cold light, like a cold venomous snake that had been waiting for a long time, suddenly jumped up and opened its fangs.

No one expected this scene, a blood-dripping divine sword suddenly popped out less than an inch behind Tang Feng, and went straight to Tang Feng's head.

laugh.

With a crack, Tang Feng's head was cut off, and the blood column rushed high.

"Pill King!?!"

The sudden change caused the smiles on the faces of all the alchemists to freeze quickly on their lips before they had time to fade away.

It was also at this time that the sunny day who had just wiped away the tears, ran towards Tang Feng desperately with tears like rain.However, the injury on her foot has not recovered yet, and the crowd is crowded, no matter how hard she tries, she can only watch Tang Feng's body fall feebly.

"Master Tang..."

Finally, she fell to the ground and cried completely.

In the distant sky, a young man in black was holding the blood-dropping sword in his hand, without saying a word, his eyes were cold.

Looking at Tang Feng's falling body, he did not show joy, but frowned slightly.Suddenly, his body tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy, he stabbed backward with the divine sword in his hand.

when.

The sound of gold and iron clashing was clearer and crisper. Tang Feng held the pawn crossing the river with his right hand, and put his left hand behind his back.

"You really are not dead yet." The young man in black frowned.

"Although you specialize in the art of assassination, your cultivation is only at the fifth level of the Origin Realm, so why should I die?"

Tang Feng smiled lightly.This young man's skills are weird, and his ability to hide his breath is so terrifying that even he didn't notice it immediately.If he hadn't pretended to relax his vigilance and deliberately attracted this person to show a ray of murderous intent, he might really be assassinated by this person.

"But you will definitely die next time," said the young man in black.

Tang Feng didn't answer, but just looked back at Sunny Sky who was in tears, smiled at him, and then made a motion to wipe away his tears.

Seeing that Tang Feng was fine, Sunny Tian also felt relieved, and then saw Tang Feng's movements, immediately remembered his embarrassment, and hurriedly covered his face with his hands.

"You are too confident." The young man in black was a little angry.

Tang Feng smiled, but did not speak.

The young man in black snorted coldly, holding the blood-dropping sword, and stabbing Tang Feng from an extremely tricky angle with extremely strange steps.

He majored in the art of killing and delved into the way of assassination. In his opinion, his sword blocked all of Tang Feng's escape routes, and the tricky angle and speed were so fast that no one could stop him.

However, he doesn't know one thing.Tang Feng, in many situations, is called an ancient fierce beast, a real dragon in human form, or an ancient god and demon, and an exiled immortal in the sky.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Tang Feng has surpassed the category of human beings.

Therefore, the pawn in Tang Feng's hand is like a large brush, splashing ink wantonly, rendering an ink painting scroll of broken mountains and rivers, and rain beating duckweed.This picture scroll, which is quite tasteful to everyone, greeted the invincible sword with a sound in the air.

Rumble.

The divine sword wept blood, and the scarlet thunder fell from the sky, striking on this long scroll of mountains and rivers.The Thunder Snake danced wildly, with such power as to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, even if it was the first rank of the Origin Realm, it would not dare to beat it lightly.

However, the long scroll rattled, and vegetation, sun, moon, stars and other scenery appeared one by one, exuding an inexplicable charm of the Dao, resisting the endless thunder.

"Shocking the old mountains and rivers, this type of sword intent is really not simple."

Tang Feng whispered, although he got this sword intent from Song Binghe, but he owed the comprehension to a mysterious person.It wasn't until this time that he realized that this type of sword intent was terrifying, and its growth potential was too strong, far surpassing Song Binghe's other seventeen types of sword intent.

Click.

The scarlet thunder was still falling, but when it hit the long ink scroll, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without a single wave.

Moreover, with Tang Feng's sword pointing, the picture scroll that covered half of the sky flew straight up to the sky, and contained the dark cloud that descended from the thunder.

"Cough cough cough..."

The young man in black staggered back, his eyes full of horror.

I don't know how many people's lives were contaminated in his hands, and there are not a few masters of the first rank of the origin who fell in his hands.But now, he couldn't deal with Tang Feng, who was only at the ninth rank of Origin Realm.

"There are not too many people practicing swords in this world, but it's a pity that you and I are like the hilt and the tip of a sword, standing on two extremes. If we meet, the sword will definitely break."

Tang Feng looked at the young man in black calmly.

"may be."

The young man in black smiled bitterly, with a trace of desolation in his eyes, as if he was frustrated by losing to Tang Feng and wanted to give up.

"Quack, quack, quack."

Perhaps in order to set off the sad and cold thoughts of the young man in black, a crow flew across the sky, and a black feather fell down, as if mocking the failure of the young man in black.

However, under the lonely smile of the young man in black, a speck of dark gray suddenly jumped up from the fluttering crow feathers, killing Tang Feng with an unpredictable trajectory.

"You are right. There must be a sword between us, but it must be you."

The young man in black sneered, this dark gray short sword was his natal magic weapon, at this time he cast a secret technique and made a sudden attack, confident that even a fairy in the sky would not be able to escape this catastrophe.

However, just as the smile on his lips showed, it quickly came to an end.

The reflection in his eyes showed that there was a peerless man in white, with his hands on his back, motionless, and then his natal magic weapon, like a docile kitten, obediently stopped killing.

"What spell is this?"

The young man in black looked at Tang Feng in disbelief. This is the sword of his life that he has nurtured with his heart and blood for more than ten years. How could it be accepted by Tang Feng like this?

"Is it important?"

Tang Feng was expressionless, the heart veins in his palm, the supernatural flower that controlled supernatural powers were swaying.

"Yes, it's not important anymore."

The young man in black smiled miserably. He was born in the cruel competition of raising Gu, and he knew the truth of the winner and the loser. As long as he loses, there is only death.

"You are very strong, but...you'd better be more careful, there are dead tombs in the world, and you can kill Shi Wushuang."

The young man in black sighed, his robe fluttered without wind, and his endless spiritual power surged like a river hitting the shore.

boom.

This time, the young man in black really died, and the spiritual power scattered by the self-explosion was flying around, like gorgeous fireworks. It was in full bloom for a while, but unfortunately it will eventually decline.

"Is it a dry mound?"

Tang Feng frowned slightly, chewing on the name over and over again, but after all, he didn't remember the relevant records.

It's just that the vigilance of these two words in his heart has been raised to a very high level.

It wasn't because of the sentence of the young man in black, "there are dry tombs in the world, and there is no one in the world to kill", but because of the technique that the young man in black used to attack him in the end.

Warming and nourishing the natal sword, drawn by breath, kills the enemy thousands of miles away.This is the real sword killing technique!
(End of this chapter)