City Peculiar Immortal Emperor

The three wind blades hit by Li Linhao hit, Jiang Feng didn't even look at it, snapped his fingers, and another bead appeared.

Bang bang bang!

When the beads rushed, they penetrated the three wind blades and turned them into nothing.

Dominate the beads!

The defensive power is the strongest, and even a hundred wind blades won't be able to slash him.

Li Linhao panicked, "What the **** is this, so powerful!"

"Nonsense, can my Jiulongzi be good?" Jiang Feng said.

"Nine Dragons!" Li Linhao was surprised: "Is it the Nine Sons of Dragon?!"

"That's right, try this again." Jiang Feng lifted his right hand and Sui Zhuo appeared.

call!

A thick fog appeared, covering Li Linhao.

"Hey!" Jiang Feng laughed, and was covered by the sallow mist, just waiting to open his eyes and blind.

Sure enough, Li Linhao felt that he could not see anything, and he couldn't distinguish east from west to north.

"Not good." Li Linhao immediately realized what was wrong.

He flew into a shock, wanted to leave here, but couldn't get out no matter what.

Turning round and round, there is no way to find.

"hateful."

Li Linhao had to shrink into the void, trying to use the air conditioner to jump out of the dense fog.

But he was disappointed. When he came out again, he was still in the thick fog and didn't go out at all.

"Don't bother. Although yours can penetrate into the void, the sacred fog is everywhere and pervasive. Once it covers you, no matter where you appear, the fog will follow you like a shadow, and you can't get rid of it." Jiang Feng The voice rang in the dense fog, but I couldn't see where people were coming.

Now Li Linhao panicked even more, not knowing where to start.

Whoosh!

At this moment, Jai Zhuo appeared behind Li Linhao and slammed into it.

Li Linhao was hit hard again.

puff!

Li Linhao spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, it tastes good, right?" Jiang Feng laughed.

"I just used three dragon **** casually and you can't stand it anymore. How can you fight with me? I advise you to surrender by yourself, so as not to suffer any more."

"Fart, how can I surrender? I have devoted my whole life to the art of assassins, and I have never thought of surrendering." Li Linhao said angrily: "As an assassin, I only pursue nirvana skills. Success is the peak. Failure is death. Nothing. What to surrender."

Jiang Feng was taken aback for a moment, what a strong belief.

Yes, I have to admire it.

Only with this belief can you become a great assassin.

It's a pity that Li Linhao was born out of time, and now the society can't give him a stage to show off.

"What I practiced is "Missed Limb Hunting Technique", which is the true biography of Cao Mo, but it is not a vain name."

"I have broken my limbs, so I can connect with the void, and I can stay in the void for a long time."

"But your misty mist may not last long. As long as I hide in the void, you will put it away sooner or later."

"At that time...huh..."

Li Linhao showed a smirk, then his body disappeared into the void.

"Mad, really cunning, if he can't escape, I really can't help him." Jiang Feng said in a pity.

But Jiang Feng did not immediately tear off the misty mist. After waiting for a long time, Li Linhao did not come out. It seemed that he was determined to not come out at this time.

No way, Jiang Feng had to put away the mist.

He can't continue to spend it like this, if the time is long and the true energy is exhausted, then he must be the one who suffers.

To deal with an existence like Li Linhao, we can only make a quick resolution without delay.

Because the assassin is best at forbearance, it's normal not to show up for a few days, or even more than ten days.

The battle between Jiang Feng and Li Linhao has reached a deadlock, while the battle between Luoxia and Mo Cannot is in the white-hot stage.

The two are fighting fiercely, you come and I go, so lively, everyone in the audience is dazzled and overwhelmed.

However, Luo Xia clearly prevailed.

And Mo can't be clearly lost.

Mo Keneng is just a leader of the demon clan, not a powerful existence. You must know that there are lords, demon kings, and demon masters on top of the demon clan.

Therefore, it is inevitable that Mo cannot beat Luoxia.

Speaking of these, I have to mention the hierarchy of the Demon Race. You can't find any position in the Demon Race, you can see at a glance.

Demon Lord, Demon King, Lord, Chief, Little Boss, First-Class Demon Soldier, Second-Class Demon Soldier, and Third-Class Demon Soldier, these eight levels are the unified level of the Demon Race.

The demons are divided into the Dark Wings, the Spirits, and the Night Elves, and it is impossible to be the leader of the Spirits.

Knowing the status of Mo Wueng's life experience, let's take a look at Luoxia's status in the Protoss.

Luo Xia, the grandfather is Luo Bintian, so it is impossible to win the victory at this point.

Luo Xia was cultivated by Luo Zengtian since she was a child, taught various skills, mastered the Hongzhuo sword, and now has the Phoenix in her body, her strength can be imagined.

Now Luo Xia hasn't exerted all her strength yet, and Mo can't have been exhausted.

However, Mo could not be so easy to kill.

Being the leader of the Demon Race, he has some abilities to some extent.

At least one or two of the ability to press the bottom of the box is not.

Or a means of life-saving.

No, I couldn't see myself failing, and Luo Xia would be slashed by the sword if he continued like this.

Therefore, he decided to use that trick to save his life.

If you can defeat Luo Xia in one fell swoop, that would be great.

Mo couldn't quickly take out a small black square box from his arms, square, made of pure wood, about the size of a fist.

The appearance of the small square box is very strange, with dense flower patterns carved on it, covering the entire surface.

What's more, the color of this small square box is actually that kind of jet black color, which is hard to recall. What kind of wood is black?

Mo couldn't hold the small square box in one hand, it seemed a bit heavy, with a sense of texture.

Snapped!

Mo couldn't open the small square box.

The moment the small square box was opened, a gust of wind blew out, and the world suddenly changed color and became gloomy, as if a rainstorm was about to come.

call!

The wind is raging!

A tornado blew out of the small square box, thick top and bottom tip, violently rotating on the ground, and soon a large hole was drilled, and all dirt, stones, and wood chips were all swept up in the air.

Moreover, this tornado is black, like ink pouring down from the sky, rendering the whole world black.

Jiang Feng was shocked, fucking, what is this, so weird.

He also felt a strong demon energy, it seemed that the entire tornado was condensed by demon energy.

Luo Xia's face became more solemn, she put away the Hongzhuo sword, stood still, but stared at the black tornado, she still showed fear.

Mo couldn't look crazy, his eyes widened like light bulbs, his mouth and nose seemed to be twisted together, and his ears were twisted, looking terrible.

Mo can't laugh and say: "Hahaha, I will let you see the really scary place of the Demon Race."

"This is the evil wind spirit demon that I have cultivated throughout my life. It also has an ancient monster that can tear you apart in an instant."

"Hahaha..."

"My evil wind spirit demon, let the enemy accept the harshest and painful punishment!"

call!

The tornado turned faster, and rolled towards Luoxia.

At the same time, a pair of blood-red eyes were looming in the tornado...