Chapter 1513

I thought that even if the three joined hands, even if they could not defeat King Sifeng, they would not lose immediately. Especially when I saw that Kong Yu still had the ability to improve to the fifth weight of Wu Jun, xiaoyaoling even thought that they were more than enough to support ten interest.

However, just after two or three breaths, Kong Yu, who was the strongest, was defeated by one move for a second. He couldn't judge whether he was dead or alive. Xiaoyaoling couldn't help shaking in his heart.

After living in the five-star danger for a hundred years, of course, he has seen many powerful and unparalleled monsters. Of course, there are some that he can't deal with. He has dragged half his life and fled several times, but those monsters are really a piece of cake compared with the king Sifeng in front of him.

"Sure enough, normal people don't want to come to wanbarrier mountain. There is such a strong and outrageous monster! The evaluation beyond the five-star dangerous place is not wrong!"

Xiaoyaoling forced his mind to make his mood look less afraid, but he knew that if he saw such a monster at ordinary times, he would definitely run away, but today he couldn't help fighting.

Of course, it was not because of his commitment to Tang Lichuan that he decided to stick to his position to resist ten interest, but he knew that if he fled now, he could escape the claws of King Sifeng and Tang Lichuan's pursuit.

It's not that Tang Lichuan needs his protection now, but that his value only has the weak effect of winning a little time for Tang Lichuan. From the view that Tang Lichuan's killing other Wu Jun is like cutting vegetables, there is no second move to kill him.

Before, he said in a great tone that "in case of irresistible danger, he will focus on self-protection". At this time, he didn't dare to cash it. No matter whether he could resist the attack of the great wind devil or not, he must do his best to stand up for the ten breath time.

"Damn monster, take me!"

Regardless of Kong Yu's life and death, Xiaoyao Ling grabbed it with both hands facing the sky, and the muddy sky silk filled with two spiritual seeds immediately stirred in the sky.

Although the evil thunder of King Sifeng opened a corner of the muddy sky silk, it could not completely destroy the cloth that covered the sky.

The dark cloth covering the sky also slowly rotates with the rotation of xiaoyaoling's palm, but this rotation is like turning on a rapidly rotating fan in the sky. In the effect of interfering with sight and perception, the absolute wind pressure mixing the vitality of heaven and earth is added.

In a short moment, the terrible wind around King Sifeng was blown by muddy sky silk.

However, the suppression time is too short, just like a candle blown by a light wind. It is not enough to extinguish the candle, but only make the flame vibrate slightly.

"Monster..."

Xiaoyaoling could not hide the sweat on his forehead. Then he raised his hands to the sky like throwing a big stone at King Sifeng. At the bottom of the rotating muddy sky silk, more than 100 black sharp cones were drilled out. In a twinkling of an eye, these sharp cones turned into black dragons thousands of kilometers long, They are winding towards the body of King Sifeng, which is thousands of times larger than them.

More than a hundred black dragons made by huntianbo have been regarded as an extremely spectacular picture, but in front of King Sifeng, they look like a hanging noodle hanging on the mountain peak.

More than a hundred black dragons twined around the body of King Feng, but after all the dragons were twined, even one-third of King Sifeng's neck was not completely covered.

The unique skill of carefree bullying the bottom of the box is so powerless and insignificant to the boss Feng Wang.

"Damn, at this time, what are the bastards of the sky snake Gang doing..."

Seeing that his attack was not enough to tickle the other party, xiaoyaoling immediately remembered Zhang Chaoli, who was ignored by him. Now a little more help was good for him, but when he looked down angrily in his heart, his resentment against Zhang Chaoli suddenly went out.

It's not that Zhang Chaoli is afraid of death, but that he is now a mud Bodhisattva who can't protect himself by crossing the river. A strange bird with a height of two to three meters is constantly drilled around him. This strange bird image is like a human, with both hands and feet, can stand and walk, and his arms can be used flexibly like humans. The key is that they still retain the wings of the demon family, Move very fast.

Rao is Zhang Chaoli, who has the strength of Wu Jun, but in the face of the siege of tens of thousands and increasing strange birds, he gradually lost his advantage and fell into a hard battle.

"What is the origin of these monsters? Their body surface is only covered with a layer of feathers. How powerful their defense is!"

Holding a beautiful snake whip in his hand, he kept waving it. Each attack seemed to take away several monster lives, but God knows how many steps he has been forced to retreat.

Those strange birds are not afraid of death. They often use the skill of seizing the white blade with empty hands to limit the beautiful snake whip in his hands. In the face of this flexible monster, Zhang Chaoli not only has to be prepared for a surprise attack on strange birds, but also has to do his best to attack in order to break the defense. He was frightened by a few breaths.

What's more terrible is that he found that the strange birds he killed had not drilled out of the ground. After a few more breaths, he would be directly crushed to death by the absolute number advantage.

In the face of this situation, it is obvious that Zhang Chaoli fled for his life, but Zhang Chaoli's situation is more severe than xiaoyaoling. It seems that there is no way for him to live in the world.

When he thought of being the leader of the heavenly snake sect, who would have thought that his life was still as cheap as a mole ant and threatened by people everywhere. He was unwilling to turn his anger into combat power. He shook his colorful snake whip to the sky, threw more than ten circular waves and cut forward. In a twinkling, more than 50 strange birds in front of him were killed on the spot, But more than 200 black strange birds rushed at him one after another

Both sides fell into a bitter battle. On the contrary, Tang Lichuan was like an old monk. He had no response to external affairs. His posture of cross knee meditation remained unchanged. From his look, it was impossible to see when he would open his eyes.

"Oh, I've never thought ten breaths is such a long time. I don't know how many breaths have passed, one or two? I'm so nervous that I'm old, old!"

Xiaoyao Ling looked back at King Sifeng, who couldn't see the whole picture, grinned and said: "I haven't been so excited for a long time! This scene makes me miss my days in Fulong mangyuan. I really miss it!"

When the feeling was over, xiaoyaoling's sense of war rose sharply in his eyes and poured all his strength into the muddy sky silk. The black dragon wrapped around King Sifeng's neck immediately began to tighten and hang!

Hoo!

A dull breath came from under King Sifeng's nose. The more than 100 tightly bound Black Dragons seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. Not only did the shrinking power suddenly stop, but the black dragons became rags under this breath, breaking inch by inch from inside to outside.

It starts from the part wrapped around the neck to the muddy sky silk body that covers the sky.

The bang was like fireworks blooming, but the dark dirty cloth was not as charming and dazzling as the brilliant fireworks. In the twinkling of an eye, the dark clouds dispersed, the sky cleared up and the treasure was destroyed!

"That's the wind!"

Seeing what easily damaged his treasure, Xiaoyao Ling's pupil suddenly shrunk. In his sight, a thin white line with only hair flew out of the residue of muddy sky silk, turned and galloped in his direction.

Urging huntian silk consumed him a lot of real power. At this time, when he was attacked by the wind again, he couldn't use the best body method to dodge. In a hurry, he could only condense Wu Jun's breath on the right palm to form a shield. Raising his hand was a fist.

Poof!

The white line looks small, but the impact is terrible. In a blink of an eye, it has broken through Wu Jun's triple real power shield and poured into xiaoyaoling's right arm.

"Ah!!!"

The destructive power of a small white line can be called terror. In a moment, xiaoyaoling's arm began to break from his fingers. It was a sharp pain in which flesh and blood were twisted and torn from the inside. When the cry came out, most of xiaoyaoling's right arm had been completely broken, and the destructive white line was about to get into his body from his right arm!

"Er..."

At this time, the wind of Xiaoyao Ling's ear cutting flashed by, and then a blood flower blurred his right eye. In his eyes, most of his right arm was broken shoulder to shoulder, and flew in the air on his side.

But seeing this scene, he was not surprised but happy. He gritted his teeth and said, "thank you, brother!"!

But Tang Lichuan appeared beside him at the critical moment and cut off his right arm with a knife. The Fufeng white line hidden in half of his right arm was kicked by him.

If Tang Lichuan hadn't made a quick decision, once the wind entered the body, the old man would never be able to save. The destructive wind was hidden in his hand. Tang Lichuan could cut his hands. If he got into his head and stomach, could Tang Lichuan cut his head?

Xiaoyaoling also knows that Tang Lichuan is saving him by breaking his arm. There is no resentment in his eyes, only gratitude. If Tang Lichuan is a second slower, he will die.

With the help of Tang Lichuan, xiaoyaoling gasped for breath. His lips still trembled slightly, but he insisted on gritting his teeth and asked, "brother, have my task been completed? I have held ten breath?"

A calm Wu Jun and strong man should not be so vague about the concept of time. Xiaoyaoling doesn't even know how long it has been. Obviously, his spirit has been so concentrated that he can't care to observe the passage of time.

"No, it's just over six."

Tang Lichuan didn't take care of his mood, he said bluntly.

"Oh, old man, it's so useless that I can't even get ten breath time... We're incompetent to miss the big event, young brother. Please punish me casually."

Xiaoyao Ling's face was a little lonely, lowered his head, covered his severed arm with one hand, and showed a wry smile.

"What do you say, senior? With the time you have won, I can be fully prepared to kill this!"

Tang Lichuan didn't get angry because they didn't have enough time to breathe. Instead, he gently patted xiaoyaoling on the shoulder and said with a smile: "senior, go down and have a rest for a moment. When I kill the beast, I'll heal for senior!"