Chapter 1787 Chase
Is it possible that he can really cut down all the trees in the mountains and plains one by one? Besides, he could no longer sense the scent of Jian Fei in Ye Ziyu's body. If we let them go now, only God knows whether there will be such an opportunity later.
Moreover, Yecheng Lord has always been a lingering doubt in Yang Feng's heart. What was originally a pot of good rice has now been cooked into uncooked rice. The Piao Miao Sword Embryo, as the first of the Piao Zi Sword Techniques, is not so easy to encounter. At least he has already devoured several other series of sword embryos in the Piao Zi Sword Jue. Only this misty sword embryo has not been swallowed up. How could he have such a good opportunity if he missed the two people in front of him.
"Even if we risk serious injuries, we must capture these two people." Yang Feng gritted his teeth, swayed his body, and used the floating killing sword fetus again. His whole body and the floating killing sword fetus melted into one, and he moved toward Ye Ziyu and Lu Xiaotian chased after him in the direction where he had escaped.
"Oops, he's catching up." Ye Ziyu saw the sword embryo transformed by Yang Feng coming from behind him like lightning. The distance between the two sides was gradually getting closer. He couldn't help but be shocked. The black hawk puppet was given by Ye City Lord. Her purpose is to prevent her from encountering an enemy that is difficult to defeat so that she can escape. I just didn't expect Yang Feng to be more difficult to deal with than imagined.
"His injuries were not fatal at the moment, but they were serious. First, he used his spiritual consciousness to search the mountain, and then he just fought fiercely. Yang Feng's consumption of both spiritual consciousness and mana will never be small. "With time to breathe, Lu Xiaotian's complexion looked much better than when he was injured just now. The mana and blood power in the body have begun to work together to suppress the surging sword energy.
"How about I help you suck out the sword energy from your body?" Ye Zijian said.
"Don't. I'll handle it myself." Lu Xiaotian shook his head quickly. Ye Ziyu taught him the Misty Sword Technique himself. Although he was in the middle stage of becoming a god, the sword embryo in his body was still far less powerful than his own. After all, he has already devoured it twice, and the people he devoured were all in the late stages of becoming gods. If he hadn't been suppressing it all the time, his cultivation would have reached the late stage of divine transformation long ago.
What if Ye Ziyu caused the sword fetus in his body to move abnormally while absorbing the sword energy from his body, and it would be bad if it swallowed Ye Ziyu in turn. Unlike himself, Lu Xiaotian does not regard Piaomiao Sword Technique as his main skill now, but suppresses it everywhere. But Ye Ziyu mainly used it in case the sword fetus was damaged. Cultivation will inevitably be greatly affected.
"Okay. According to Yang Feng's current speed, I'm afraid it won't be long before we are caught up." Ye Ziyu returned his attention to Yang Feng.
"If you catch up, you can catch up. At worst, we have to fight him again. Let's escape while fighting. Try to consume his strength as much as possible. His injuries are more serious than mine. Now he is just trying to hold on. There will always be times when he can't be used up. When we go down." After succeeding in one blow, Lu Xiaotian felt a lot better.
Well, Ye Ziyu nodded.
A moment later, Yang Feng finally caught up with Lu Xiaotian and Ye Ziyu at a cliff. Without saying a word, they directly slashed at Lu Xiaotian and Ye Ziyu with swords and men.
Lu Xiaotian once again swallowed a wood demon soul and fought fiercely with Yang Feng. After seeing Lu Xiaotian’s amazing defense and attack abilities, Yang Feng did not dare to have any thoughts about the junior in front of him who was a lower level. main idea.
"Seven Killing Sword Style!" Yang Feng was now forcibly suppressing the injuries in his body to attack Lu Xiaotian, so it was not appropriate to delay. Without saying a word, he launched his killing move. The huge sword body was divided into seven parts in the air, and every breath was strong, and it went straight towards Lu Xiaotian. "Escape into the illusion!" Lu Xiaotian held the illusion in his hand, and the brilliance of the illusion suddenly enveloped the surrounding area.
Chichi's seven swords cut one after another in the fantasy realm, like sharp blades cutting on a piece of cloth. It's just that Lu Xiaotian is now a monk in the late stage of spiritual transformation, and now he is facing Yang Feng who is injured. This illusion is far from being broken at the first touch.
"Move!" Lu Xiaotian muttered silently, and in this hazy illusion, dozens of people who looked exactly like Lu Xiaotian suddenly moved out.
“Damn it!” Yang Feng was so angry that his vision almost went black. In order to kill with one strike without wasting any more time, he used all his strength as soon as he started the Seven Killing Sword Style. Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaotian cast an illusion at this time. Even he, a strong man in the Divine Void Realm, couldn't completely break through it for a while, and he couldn't tell which of the dozens of figures in front of him was real and which was fake. Even if he is seriously injured, although he is stronger than Lu Xiaotian, facing Lu Xiaotian who is using the "Soul Melting Technique", if Yang Feng's attack cannot be focused on the key points, once it is shared, it will be difficult to succeed. A fatal blow.
The strike just now had no chance of holding back. The arrow was already out of the string. There was no time left to take other countermeasures. Yang Feng took a long breath. Seeing that the strike was unable to work, he was currently controlling the seven sword embryos. It was wreaking havoc in the surrounding airspace, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of figures were all destroyed.
What made Yang Feng angry was that more figures emerged from inside.
"This will go on forever. If I could still figure it out in normal times, I don't have the time now." Yang Feng felt anxious. Wanting to turn his attention to Ye Ziyu, Yang Feng had completely changed his previous view. Although Ye Ziyu was the daughter of Ye City Lord, in terms of methods, she was far less cunning than this silver-haired boy. In terms of strength, it is quite inferior. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to use Ye Ziyu as a breakthrough point.
But at this time, Yang Feng had already broken into the illusion. At this time, he wanted to turn around and look for Ye Ziyu. Ye Ziyu had already put some distance between him on the black hawk puppet. If you want to attack Ye Ziyu, you may have to pursue him again.
"It seems that these two juniors have made up their mind to consume as much of their soul and mana as possible." Yang Feng felt depressed for a while. Two juniors who transformed into gods dared to fight with him, a strong man in the Divine Void Realm. It took a lot of effort to spread the news without making people laugh, but this ridiculous thing is now a fact.
“That’s all, since this silver-haired boy is trying to be brave, let’s deal with him first. Seeing how Ye Ziyu and this boy are inseparable, if he takes Lu Xiaotian, he won’t have to worry about Ye Ziyu not giving in. ." After thinking about it for a while, Yang Feng's face turned ferocious, and then the sword body flickered and turned into dozens of swords, chasing and killing Lu Xiaotian's shadow in the illusion.
Lu Xiaotian looked at it with his naked eyes and could not tell which of the floating killing sword fetuses was Yang Feng's main body. Lu Xiaotian was secretly frightened. He had taken advantage of the magical illusion, and Yang Feng's inability to see through it was entirely due to his attainments in the art of swordsmanship. Although they had different approaches and similar abilities, the strength behind the two was completely different.
(End of this chapter)