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Published at 19th of September 2022 05:36:02 AM


Chapter 3261: real backhand

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At the same time as an angry reprimand, several figures and blood light called to Zhang Yifeng at the same time, it seemed that the stroke that had just succeeded had boosted their morale.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly, and then a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Although this formation did reduce my speed a lot, but who told you that I would only avoid your attacks?"

Zhang Yifeng said with a smile that was not a smile. When several figures were about to approach him, a thunderous thunder shot out from Zhang Yifeng's hands.

The purple sky thunder turned into a net of thunder, and a wave of circles came round to the figures that rushed towards Zhang Yifeng.

The turbulent thunder light kept flashing, Zhang Yifeng looked at the few shell organization monks wrapped in the thunder net, and his eyes flashed with interest.

"Just let me try it, how strong is this thunder."

After Zhang Yifeng murmured, he urged the thunder net to start releasing thunder energy, and the surging electric light raged in the thunder net.

On weekdays, his strong and indomitable body is now as crisp as a piece of paper in front of the wandering electric snake.

"Senior Thor's exercises are really powerful. I just simulated the above exercises to be able to have such power. If I officially start practicing."

Zhang Yifeng squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the several shell organization monks who were frantically tortured by Lei Wang, his eyes flashed with a look of contemplation.

"It's time to end the boring game. The shell organization is really bad. Even if there are more monks in the fairyland, they will not be my opponent."

Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and raised his hand, a roaring black flame shot out, covering the group of shell organization monks caught by the lightning net.

Up to now, Zhang Yifeng is also a little bored, he has pushed the limits of these people.

But their limits made Zhang Yifeng disappointed and boring.

In the black flames, an unwilling cry came out, but Zhang Yifeng seemed to be inaudible, and walked towards the only six shell organization monks left in the distance with an indifferent expression.

This formation not only provided convenience to this group of shell organization monks, but also became a prison that they could not retreat from, until the last person died.

Of course, there is another way, that is, these six monks, and the six monks who are being burned by the black flame, release the formation together.

But these six people are already in danger under the erosion of Zhang Yifeng's black flames, and if the remaining people want to unlock the formation, they can only wait for them to die first.

Only then can the rest of the people work together to unravel the formation and escape the monster Zhang Yifeng.

Just in terms of time, it was definitely too late.

Just as Zhang Yifeng walked towards the six Faxiu calmly, a scream came from outside the barrier.

Zhang Yifeng turned his head to look, his eyes lit up slightly.

I saw that outside the barrier, the cultivator who had his hands cut off by Zhang Yifeng's golden light was now kneeling on the ground with his head held down by a rickety old man.

With the force of the ricketed old man's hands, a large amount of blood energy was transferred into his body, and the rickety old man's figure became a little taller.

"Cough cough, the current juniors are really not good, they really want to force the old man to take action."

The rickety old man coughed lightly, as if his body was very weak, while talking about him, he walked towards the blood photovoltaic formation where Zhang Yifeng was.

Seeing the rickety old man's movements, Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed with excitement.

After the rickety old man absorbed the late Heavenly Immortal Realm monk, his cultivation base had already touched the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

It stands to reason that this realm poses no threat to Zhang Yifeng at all.

But Zhang Yifeng could feel an inexplicable pressure on this rickety old man, as if this rickety old man was some kind of beast.

With interest in his eyes again, Zhang Yifeng quietly watched the rickety old man pass through the barrier and came to the side of the six Faxiu.

"Tsk tsk, you have abolished a lot of people, forget it, these six are almost enough.

Anyway, old man, I didn't even think about going out. "

The rickety old man coughed again, and then he slowly closed his eyes and fell into silence.

Beside the old man, the six Heavenly Immortal cultivators looked at each other and saw deep doubts in each other's eyes.

"Who is this old man, do you know him?"

"I don't know, but looking at his actions just now, it seems that he can absorb our blood."

The six people stared at the old man vigilantly, for fear that the next person to be swallowed by blood would be themselves.

However, even if they were vigilant, it was of no use. A lot of blood lines appeared around the ricketed old man, and in the blink of an eye, he wrapped the nearest monk.

When the other monks saw this, their pupils shrank, as if they had seen something terrifying, and fled back frantically.

"No, it's impossible, how could there be..."

They had already seen the identity of the rickety old man, but the other party did not give them a chance to continue talking. The endless blood lines covered all the six Heavenly Immortal cultivators.

A large amount of blood flowed into the body of the ricketed old man along the blood line. Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed when he saw the strange scene in front of him.

"It seems that you are the main course, so that's fine. It just so happens that these trash make me very boring."

Zhang Yifeng was talking when he suddenly felt that the dangerous aura of the rickety old man in front of him became stronger and stronger.

He had already touched the high-risk category that Zhang Yifeng had determined in his heart.

An unpleasant feeling rose in his heart, and the rickety old man slowly retracted all the blood lines.

After the rickety old man completely devoured the six heavenly fairyland monks, the blood photovoltaic formation was slowly dissipating.

The six shell cultivators who were attached and burned by the black flames were already dead and could no longer die. If these six cultivators died again, the formation would naturally be solved.

"Boy, you are unfortunate, but you are lucky in another way, because you will die together with a powerhouse in the Mysterious Immortal Realm."

After the rickety old man finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng's eyes shrank.

At the same time, the rickety old man opened his eyes, his pupils completely occupied by blood looked directly at Zhang Yifeng, and his aura continued to rise.

Soon from the strength of entering the fairyland, it flew all the way to the peak of the fairyland, followed by a wonderful and unique atmosphere covering the audience.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the rickety old man, and for a while he had the illusion that he was looking up at a god, which was enough to show the majestic momentum of the rickety old man.

Facing the rickety old man with incomparably mysterious momentum, Zhang Yifeng showed a dignified expression.

"Looking at your appearance, it should be a killer specially sent by the Shell organization to clean up this kind of situation.

But what you just said, do you want to die with me? "

Zhang Yifeng frowned and asked, what the ricketed old man just said confused him.

"Of course, I already know your identity, so don't hide it, let the old man have a good fight before he dies."




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