The elder who was supposed to preside over the ten-year deadline of the Huangquan Poison Sect didn't answer, but judging from his tone, he was obviously very unwilling, but he just sighed angrily and fell into silence.
Bu Feifan's body burst into light, and a terrifying hundred-foot sword shadow appeared in his body. At this moment, the sword energy was brewing, and there was a kind of calm that was about to come, like the tranquility before the storm.
?Suddenly, mountains and seas collapsed, and a turbulent wave surged into the sky. The aura spanned nine heavens and ten earths, rushed straight to Qingming, and then fell into Jiuyou again.
In the dark, the force of the landslide and tsunami exploded in a circular shape, and the air wave swept across, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods.
?The sword energy surged across the sky, and the killing energy machine condensed into a straight line across the sky. It flashed fiercely in the void, but it was like being illuminated in the dark night, forming a white fish maw line in an instant, covering the world with dazzling light.
The strong light was dazzling, it was sword energy, which made Li Feng cover his eyes instinctively, as if his eyes were about to explode, as if they were pierced by thousands of sharp swords.
At this moment, blood flowed from the eye sockets, it was black and purple, very seeping.
"What a terrifying sword energy, you can do so much! I think the old man underestimated you, but so what, even if you are both in the top realm, I want you to know that there are heaven and earth in the top realm, God The difference from ants."
"In this realm, I am a god, and you an ant!"
Boom!
Li Fengdu blasted out a palm with lightning, and when this palm was lifted, a gust of wind immediately overflowed, and black mist enveloped his palms, and they condensed into a dead city in the violent tumbling.
It was a black city, with boundless darkness, dead stillness and coldness coexisting, and thousands of ghosts could be seen shuttling around, but it was a dead soul with numb expressions.
The black city wall is full of remnants, which are the slash of time and the vicissitudes of reincarnation.
This is an ancient magic city, filled with ghostly aura, covered by evil poison to form dark clouds, a kind of gloomy atmosphere spreads across the city, only to see that on the tall city wall, there are two big characters written with a ghostly pen .
The characters are like ghosts, and the handwriting is like a monster. There is a majestic coercion faintly revealed in the scribbles, but it is extremely evil.
I saw that the two characters were impressively - Fengdu!
Fengdu ghost town!
Fengdu Ghost City is the gate of hell, the life-and-death passage leading to the underworld and the underworld.
No one thought that Li Fengdu's martial arts would be so terrifying. It was the evil kung fu of hell that he had comprehended with the gate of hell as a reference.
Bu Feifan's expression was shaken, and he raised his head, looking at the city of hell shrouded in ghost fog, his heart was shocked beyond words.
Apart from himself, this was the first time he saw someone else show off their artistic conception.
The artistic conception of martial arts is the true meaning, and the true meaning is the deep meaning, which is also the spirit.
Sublimation of artistic conception, for the Tao!
Li Fengdu's artistic conception turned out to be the ghost city of Fengdu, known as the city of hell. Such evil skills have a higher intention than the extraordinary willow-leaf swordsmanship.
At this moment, as soon as the evil power came out, there was an aura of evil spirits overwhelming the sky, and the horror and gloom like the doomsday shrouded the world.
Yitian drew his sword in an instant, and the amazing sword, the amazing aura, just appeared for a moment, and slashed fiercely at the ghost city of Fengdu formed by Li Fengdu's artistic conception.
In an instant, the edge of the sword energy collided with the evil of the ghost city, and a destructive force like a landslide and tsunami erupted immediately.
Li Fengdu had a proud face and his face was extremely distorted. He was confident that his Fengdu Ghost Prison Seven Great Forms could destroy the world.
Sure enough, the shocking sword qi that looked like a sword of gods to others melted like spring snow after meeting his own Fengdu Ghost Prison Seven Forms, and the sword qi collapsed in an instant, turning into countless chaotic qi Rewind and go back.
Li Feng was confident and rampant. At this moment, he was ready to go, and he stretched out a ghost hand. The ghost hand emitted rumbling black mist, and he was about to capture Bu Feifan.
However, after Bu Feifei hacked Yitian and drew his sword, he retreated crazily without looking back. His speed was so fast that he turned into a black spot and disappeared into the sky almost instantly.
Logically speaking, Bu Feifan should have been exhausted after the Yitian Sword Drawing Technique was activated, and he had no energy left. How could it be so fast.
"This person is really tyrannical. Fortunately, I had the foresight to forcefully suppress the two successes of Yitian's sword drawing technique, so that I can keep my internal strength from being exhausted, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable"
Bu Feifan's eyes flashed coldly, his body was like a sword light, and disappeared in mid-air.
All this quicklyIt was so extreme that before Li Feng could react, Bu Feifan had disappeared.
After Li Fengdu used his ghost hands to tear apart the aftermath of the collision, when he opened his eyes to look, Bu Feifan had disappeared before his eyes.
Li Feng was stunned.
Soon, he realized that he became angry from embarrassment.
"What a cunning boy, he made up his mind to escape from the very beginning!"
"However, under the old man's command, there have never been any escaped souls. Come into my Fengdu obediently, and escape in the ghost town!"
Li Fengdu's figure flashed, and the poisonous mist shrouded his body, but it turned into a black magic cloud, and the resistance of the piercing wind chased away.
Bu Feifan's speed is very fast, and sword masters are good at speed, so it is difficult for Li Feng to catch up for a while.
"Escape?"
Li Feng stopped and said with a smirk, "I see where are you running?"
While talking to himself, Li Feng suddenly put his index finger to his mouth, but he blew it lightly, and suddenly a shrill whistle exploded.
The whistling sound was harsh and unpleasant, but the sound instantly turned into an extremely weird frequency that was difficult for humans to hear clearly.
After finishing all this, Li Feng began to wait in place.
Not long after, a rustling sound sounded.
Hiss!
Accompanied by a creepy sound, the poisonous weeds and bushes were lifted, and black, red, or colorful poisonous snakes came out, and they crawled out continuously.
Li Feng was silent for a while, and blew his whistle again, talking to these poisonous snakes at a strange frequency.
The Poison Sect of Huangquan originally established the world with the merits of ghosts and poisons. As a practitioner of poisoning art, how could it be possible that he would not know this method of communicating with and manipulating poisons.
After a period of communication and exchange, those tens of thousands of poisonous snakes spread out in all directions, and under Li Fengdu's order, they began to search for Bu Feifan's figure one by one.
At this time, Li Feng laughed grimly.
"With my thousands of poisonous snakes, the entire poisonous mist swamp is like a net, which is equivalent to my eyeliner everywhere. I don't believe you can escape like this, kid!"
After finishing talking to himself with a grim smile, Li Feng sat down cross-legged, but he was concentrated, and his mind fell into a strange state