Chapter 1058: Occult
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After noticing the trembling of the shadow beneath him, the marks in Zhang Yifeng's hands knotted more frequently, and the next moment Zhang Yifeng let out a low drink.
"Shadow Cage."
Zhang Yifeng finally launched an attack.
But to the surprise of the mad deacon, after Zhang Yifeng roared, his body remained motionless, and he did not see any spiritual light blooming from Zhang Yifeng. The mad deacon is about to ask, what are you kid doing to scare people? A wave of horror suddenly appeared behind the crazy deacon.
(Fy0`A
The Mad Deacon trembled and turned around abruptly, and he saw a scene that he would never forget in his lifetime.
All around, black shadows suddenly appeared, like ghosts, like ghosts.
The shadows are dense, covering the sky, like a cage!
"What martial skill is this!"
Mad Deacon’s pupils kept trembling, and he lived for most of his life, but he didn't know what martial skill it was.
This black thing is like a shadow, what is it? Why did it appear silently?
Just when the mad deacon was shocked, the surrounding shadows had already fallen towards him, forming a black cage, trapping him in a narrow dark space.
The mad deacon was about to smash the surrounding black cage with all his strength, and the sense of crisis of death suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, very clear and very strong.
Almost between the electric light and flint, the crazy deacon, with his keen perception, moved his body to his side.
A bright light appeared suddenly, and then disappeared in a flash.
Mad Deacon could see clearly that the light was a sword. This sword pierced in from the outside without a sound. It was impossible to guard against. If he hadn't felt the fluctuation of the air, the sword had already pierced his body.
At this moment, looking from the outside, you will find that the cage surrounding the mad deacon suddenly formed two black arms.
These arms are commanded by Zhang Yifeng.
Because these are his shadows!
If you look closely, you will find that the shadow under Zhang Yifeng's feet, holding up a long black line, is connected to the black cage.
This is Zhang Yifeng's secret technique. It is also the most mysterious secret technique in Lingyue Continent, not one of them.
This secret technique was created by the fairy. Technique name: Shadow cultivation technique.
This technique, with specific means, can manipulate its own shadow. You must know that the shadow of human beings and even the shadows of everything is just a shadowy and invisible thing, which cannot be touched and has no breath. The shadow practice technique can make the shadow a unique kind of energy, so that it can exert thousands of changes and it is impossible to guard against.
In the previous life, the reason why Zhang Yifeng was besieged was because he had too many secrets. The peerless strong man wants to capture him and forcibly obtain his memory.
The hands formed by the shadow hold a sword.
One is a yellow rank, and the other is a mysterious rank!
The sword just now was just the beginning.
"Shadow? Sword Dance!"
Zhang Yifeng's indifferent voice came again.
The next moment, the shadow danced, like a peerless enchantress, dancing sword and melody.
Beautiful but full of murderous intent!
The two swords gleamed with cold light under the sunlight, and then slammed into the shadow cage crazily.
Zhang Yifeng knew that his attack must be compact, and he could not give the crazy deacon any breathing time. He must behead the mad deacon without the other side's defense or expectation.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
The sword pierced the black cage, and the black cage had many sword-shaped holes.
Zhang Yifeng didn't know how many swords he had stabbed, his face was pale, this powerful secret technique was too mentally exhausting.
Such a dense attack, without preparation, should kill the mad deacon?
"not good!"
Zhang Yifeng was about to move his divine consciousness to the black cage to investigate the situation of the mad deacon inside, and the sense of danger of death suddenly lingered throughout his body!
"Boy, I wasted a hole card. Die!"
At the same time, the angry voice of the mad deacon came from his ears, and he broke ground from the ground under Zhang Yifeng. Although there was blood all over his body, he didn't seem to have received a fatal blow. At this moment, he hit Zhang Yifeng's head with a punch!
Zhang Yifeng didn't have time to think about how the mad deacon got out of the cage and how he appeared next to him. Now there is no time to think about it. He just wants to save his life.
But now it is obviously too late to move the body.
At the moment of crisis, the shadow under Zhang Yifeng suddenly formed a hand, which caught the mad deacon's feet.
Human consciousness is always more flexible than the body, and Zhang Yifeng can control the shadow cultivation technique as long as he moves his consciousness.
At the same time, a mental attack hit the sea of knowledge of the mad deacon!
Zhang Yifeng took this opportunity to turn around and escape.
As soon as he escaped, the shadow that entangled the mad deacon’s feet broke away from the mad deacon’s legs. It was not that Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to withdraw the secret technique, but the mad deacon used his own power to resist the mental attack. Torn the shadow.
After all, the gap between Zhang Yifeng and the crazy deacon's cultivation level was too big.
"Boy, you must die."
The mad deacon was completely angry, never expected this kid to be so powerful. There seems to be a lot of good things on him, the two swords just now are not ordinary products!
You must not stay, this child must not stay!
If this child continues to grow, there will be endless troubles.
The mad deacon had a murderous heart, how could Zhang Yifeng sit still.
A black flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and then he threw the flame out.
The flame threw out the palm of his hand and instantly turned into an ocean of black flames, wrapping himself and the mad deacon in it.
Ghost fire!
As soon as the ghost fire came out, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly. The hot temperature made the weeds burn instantly.
Blazing flames, billowing black smoke.
This battle must be decided quickly. The movement here will soon attract others. Although not everyone can come to the seventh mountain, it is inevitable that there will be powerful inner court disciples here.
"What kind of fire is this!"
Mad Deacon's face changed drastically in the fire. The flame just appeared, and he felt that his body was about to burn. This flame was definitely not an ordinary flame. Fortunately, his cultivation base was so strong that he would not be cremated instantly.
The mad deacon knew that he had to get out of this sea of fire, otherwise he would end up with a dead end.
But how can Zhang Yifeng give him this? Even Zhang Yifeng didn't have a chance to give the crazy deacon a shot.
"Red Spirit!"
The next moment, Zhang Yifeng released the red spirit.
He handed two swords to Hong Ling's hands.
Hong Ling knew why Zhang Yifeng summoned her, took the sword, and disappeared instantly.
Zhang Yifeng took a few Huishen pills. He recovered his consciousness for a while, and then drank coldly again.
"Shadow Cage!"
The shadow is like a snake, forming a black cage.
But this is not over yet.
A shadow arm appeared under Zhang Yifeng's feet, and the two swords were shining brightly under the light of the spirit fire.
"Shadow? Sword Dance!"
The shadow dances like a peerless demon girl waving a sword.
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After noticing the trembling of the shadow beneath him, the marks in Zhang Yifeng's hands knotted more frequently, and the next moment Zhang Yifeng let out a low drink.
"Shadow Cage."
Zhang Yifeng finally launched an attack.
But to the surprise of the mad deacon, after Zhang Yifeng roared, his body remained motionless, and he did not see any spiritual light blooming from Zhang Yifeng. The mad deacon is about to ask, what are you kid doing to scare people? A wave of horror suddenly appeared behind the crazy deacon.
(Fy0`A
The Mad Deacon trembled and turned around abruptly, and he saw a scene that he would never forget in his lifetime.
All around, black shadows suddenly appeared, like ghosts, like ghosts.
The shadows are dense, covering the sky, like a cage!
"What martial skill is this!"
Mad Deacon’s pupils kept trembling, and he lived for most of his life, but he didn't know what martial skill it was.
This black thing is like a shadow, what is it? Why did it appear silently?
Just when the mad deacon was shocked, the surrounding shadows had already fallen towards him, forming a black cage, trapping him in a narrow dark space.
The mad deacon was about to smash the surrounding black cage with all his strength, and the sense of crisis of death suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, very clear and very strong.
Almost between the electric light and flint, the crazy deacon, with his keen perception, moved his body to his side.
A bright light appeared suddenly, and then disappeared in a flash.
Mad Deacon could see clearly that the light was a sword. This sword pierced in from the outside without a sound. It was impossible to guard against. If he hadn't felt the fluctuation of the air, the sword had already pierced his body.
At this moment, looking from the outside, you will find that the cage surrounding the mad deacon suddenly formed two black arms.
These arms are commanded by Zhang Yifeng.
Because these are his shadows!
If you look closely, you will find that the shadow under Zhang Yifeng's feet, holding up a long black line, is connected to the black cage.
This is Zhang Yifeng's secret technique. It is also the most mysterious secret technique in Lingyue Continent, not one of them.
This secret technique was created by the fairy. Technique name: Shadow cultivation technique.
This technique, with specific means, can manipulate its own shadow. You must know that the shadow of human beings and even the shadows of everything is just a shadowy and invisible thing, which cannot be touched and has no breath. The shadow practice technique can make the shadow a unique kind of energy, so that it can exert thousands of changes and it is impossible to guard against.
In the previous life, the reason why Zhang Yifeng was besieged was because he had too many secrets. The peerless strong man wants to capture him and forcibly obtain his memory.
The hands formed by the shadow hold a sword.
One is a yellow rank, and the other is a mysterious rank!
The sword just now was just the beginning.
"Shadow? Sword Dance!"
Zhang Yifeng's indifferent voice came again.
The next moment, the shadow danced, like a peerless enchantress, dancing sword and melody.
Beautiful but full of murderous intent!
The two swords gleamed with cold light under the sunlight, and then slammed into the shadow cage crazily.
Zhang Yifeng knew that his attack must be compact, and he could not give the crazy deacon any breathing time. He must behead the mad deacon without the other side's defense or expectation.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
The sword pierced the black cage, and the black cage had many sword-shaped holes.
Zhang Yifeng didn't know how many swords he had stabbed, his face was pale, this powerful secret technique was too mentally exhausting.
Such a dense attack, without preparation, should kill the mad deacon?
"not good!"
Zhang Yifeng was about to move his divine consciousness to the black cage to investigate the situation of the mad deacon inside, and the sense of danger of death suddenly lingered throughout his body!
"Boy, I wasted a hole card. Die!"
At the same time, the angry voice of the mad deacon came from his ears, and he broke ground from the ground under Zhang Yifeng. Although there was blood all over his body, he didn't seem to have received a fatal blow. At this moment, he hit Zhang Yifeng's head with a punch!
Zhang Yifeng didn't have time to think about how the mad deacon got out of the cage and how he appeared next to him. Now there is no time to think about it. He just wants to save his life.
But now it is obviously too late to move the body.
At the moment of crisis, the shadow under Zhang Yifeng suddenly formed a hand, which caught the mad deacon's feet.
Human consciousness is always more flexible than the body, and Zhang Yifeng can control the shadow cultivation technique as long as he moves his consciousness.
At the same time, a mental attack hit the sea of knowledge of the mad deacon!
Zhang Yifeng took this opportunity to turn around and escape.
As soon as he escaped, the shadow that entangled the mad deacon’s feet broke away from the mad deacon’s legs. It was not that Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to withdraw the secret technique, but the mad deacon used his own power to resist the mental attack. Torn the shadow.
After all, the gap between Zhang Yifeng and the crazy deacon's cultivation level was too big.
"Boy, you must die."
The mad deacon was completely angry, never expected this kid to be so powerful. There seems to be a lot of good things on him, the two swords just now are not ordinary products!
You must not stay, this child must not stay!
If this child continues to grow, there will be endless troubles.
The mad deacon had a murderous heart, how could Zhang Yifeng sit still.
A black flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and then he threw the flame out.
The flame threw out the palm of his hand and instantly turned into an ocean of black flames, wrapping himself and the mad deacon in it.
Ghost fire!
As soon as the ghost fire came out, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly. The hot temperature made the weeds burn instantly.
Blazing flames, billowing black smoke.
This battle must be decided quickly. The movement here will soon attract others. Although not everyone can come to the seventh mountain, it is inevitable that there will be powerful inner court disciples here.
"What kind of fire is this!"
Mad Deacon's face changed drastically in the fire. The flame just appeared, and he felt that his body was about to burn. This flame was definitely not an ordinary flame. Fortunately, his cultivation base was so strong that he would not be cremated instantly.
The mad deacon knew that he had to get out of this sea of fire, otherwise he would end up with a dead end.
But how can Zhang Yifeng give him this? Even Zhang Yifeng didn't have a chance to give the crazy deacon a shot.
"Red Spirit!"
The next moment, Zhang Yifeng released the red spirit.
He handed two swords to Hong Ling's hands.
Hong Ling knew why Zhang Yifeng summoned her, took the sword, and disappeared instantly.
Zhang Yifeng took a few Huishen pills. He recovered his consciousness for a while, and then drank coldly again.
"Shadow Cage!"
The shadow is like a snake, forming a black cage.
But this is not over yet.
A shadow arm appeared under Zhang Yifeng's feet, and the two swords were shining brightly under the light of the spirit fire.
"Shadow? Sword Dance!"
The shadow dances like a peerless demon girl waving a sword.
After noticing the trembling of the shadow beneath him, the marks in Zhang Yifeng's hands knotted more frequently, and the next moment Zhang Yifeng let out a low drink."Shadow Cage."Zhang Yifeng finally launched an attack.But to the surprise of the mad deacon, after Zhang Yifeng roared, his body remained motionless, and he did not see any spiritual light blooming from Zhang Yifeng. The mad deacon is about to ask, what are you kid doing to scare people? A wave of horror suddenly appeared behind the crazy deacon.Fy0`AThe Mad Deacon trembled and turned around abruptly, and he saw a scene that he would never forget in his lifetime.All around, black shadows suddenly appeared, like ghosts, like ghosts.The shadows are dense, covering the sky, like a cage!"What martial skill is this!"Mad Deacon's pupils kept trembling, and he lived for most of his life, but he didn't know what martial skill it was.This black thing is like a shadow, what is it? Why did it appear silently?Just when the mad deacon was shocked, the surrounding shadows had already fallen towards him, forming a black cage, trapping him in a narrow dark space.The mad deacon was about to smash the surrounding black cage with all his strength, and the sense of crisis of death suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, very clear and very strong.Almost between the electric light and flint, the crazy deacon, with his keen perception, moved his body to his side.A bright light appeared suddenly, and then disappeared in a flash.Mad Deacon could see clearly that the light was a sword. This sword pierced in from the outside without a sound. It was impossible to guard against. If he hadn't felt the fluctuation of the air, the sword had already pierced his body.At this moment, looking from the outside, you will find that the cage surrounding the mad deacon suddenly formed two black arms.These arms are commanded by Zhang Yifeng.Because these are his shadows!If you look closely, you will find that the shadow under Zhang Yifeng's feet, holding up a long black line, is connected to the black cage.This is Zhang Yifeng's secret technique. It is also the most mysterious secret technique in Lingyue Continent, not one of them.This secret technique was created by the fairy. Technique name: Shadow cultivation technique.This technique, with specific means, can manipulate its own shadow. You must know that the shadow of human beings and even the shadows of everything is just a shadowy and invisible thing, which cannot be touched and has no breath. The shadow practice technique can make the shadow a unique kind of energy, so that it can exert thousands of changes and it is impossible to guard against.In the previous life, the reason why Zhang Yifeng was besieged was because he had too many secrets. The peerless strong man wants to capture him and forcibly obtain his memory.The hands formed by the shadow hold a sword.One is a yellow rank, and the other is a mysterious rank!The sword just now was just the beginning."Shadow? Sword Dance!"Zhang Yifeng's indifferent voice came again.The next moment, the shadow danced, like a peerless enchantress, dancing sword and melody.Beautiful but full of murderous intent!The two swords gleamed with cold light under the sunlight, and then slammed into the shadow cage crazily.Zhang Yifeng knew that his attack must be compact, and he could not give the crazy deacon any breathing time. He must behead the mad deacon without the other side's defense or expectation.Chi Chi Chi Chi!The sword pierced the black cage, and the black cage had many sword-shaped holes.Zhang Yifeng didn't know how many swords he had stabbed, his face was pale, this powerful secret technique was too mentally exhausting.Such a dense attack, without preparation, should kill the mad deacon?"not good!"Zhang Yifeng was about to move his divine consciousness to the black cage to investigate the situation of the mad deacon inside, and the sense of danger of death suddenly lingered throughout his body!"Boy, I wasted a hole card. Die!"At the same time, the angry voice of the mad deacon came from his ears, and he broke ground from the ground under Zhang Yifeng. Although there was blood all over his body, he didn't seem to have received a fatal blow. At this moment, he hit Zhang Yifeng's head with a punch!Zhang Yifeng didn't have time to think about how the mad deacon got out of the cage and how he appeared next to him. Now there is no time to think about it. He just wants to save his life.But now it is obviously too late to move the body.At the moment of crisis, the shadow under Zhang Yifeng suddenly formed a hand, which caught the mad deacon's feet.Human consciousness is always more flexible than the body, and Zhang Yifeng can control the shadow cultivation technique as long as he moves his consciousness.At the same time, a mental attack hit the sea of knowledge of the mad deacon!Zhang Yifeng took this opportunity to turn around and escape.As soon as he escaped, the shadow that entangled the mad deacon's feet broke away from the mad deacon's legs. It was not that Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to withdraw the secret technique, but the mad deacon used his own power to resist the mental attack. Torn the shadow.After all, the gap between Zhang Yifeng and the crazy deacon's cultivation level was too big."Boy, you must die."The mad deacon was completely angry, never expected this kid to be so powerful. There seems to be a lot of good things on him, the two swords just now are not ordinary products!You must not stay, this child must not stay!If this child continues to grow, there will be endless troubles.The mad deacon had a murderous heart, how could Zhang Yifeng sit still.A black flame suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and then he threw the flame out.The flame threw out the palm of his hand and instantly turned into an ocean of black flames, wrapping himself and the mad deacon in it.Ghost fire!As soon as the ghost fire came out, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly. The hot temperature made the weeds burn instantly.Blazing flames, billowing black smoke.This battle must be decided quickly. The movement here will soon attract others. Although not everyone can come to the seventh mountain, it is inevitable that there will be powerful inner court disciples here."What kind of fire is this!"Mad Deacon's face changed drastically in the fire. The flame just appeared, and he felt that his body was about to burn. This flame was definitely not an ordinary flame. Fortunately, his cultivation base was so strong that he would not be cremated instantly.The mad deacon knew that he had to get out of this sea of fire, otherwise he would end up with a dead end.But how can Zhang Yifeng give him this? Even Zhang Yifeng didn't have a chance to give the crazy deacon a shot."Red Spirit!"The next moment, Zhang Yifeng released the red spirit.He handed two swords to Hong Ling's hands.Hong Ling knew why Zhang Yifeng summoned her, took the sword, and disappeared instantly.Zhang Yifeng took a few Huishen pills. He recovered his consciousness for a while, and then drank coldly again."Shadow Cage!"The shadow is like a snake, forming a black cage.But this is not over yet.A shadow arm appeared under Zhang Yifeng's feet, and the two swords were shining brightly under the light of the spirit fire."Shadow? Sword Dance!"The shadow dances like a peerless demon girl waving a sword.
