Chapter 3467: broken soldiers
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Hei Yan had burned out most of Jiang Jing's soul, but Jiang Jing was still able to take his last breath and threatened Zhang Yifeng.
However, Zhang Yifeng just looked at him silently, I'm afraid he didn't even realize that after he entered Zhang Yifeng's body, he completely lost his connection with the core.
After watching Jiang Jing's wailing before his death, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyes and looked at the red-haired youth in the center of the glacier.
At this moment, the red-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng with wide eyes and shouted loudly.
"Where is the bastard, dare to damage my good deeds?!"
Although he had the heart to shout, the red-haired youth still needed to maintain the formation to break the seal and could not take action against Zhang Yifeng.
At this point, if he quits, his previous efforts will be forfeited, and the formation he has worked so hard to arrange will be broken.
"Hehe, you are the eldest disciple of the Blood Evil Sect? This cultivation base has improved very quickly. It seems that the old guy is helping you, right?"
Zhang Yifeng sneered and looked at the red-haired youth indifferently, but his words shocked the red-haired youth's body.
"You, who are you?!"
The red-haired youth's eyes twitched slightly, and he asked Zhang Yifeng in disbelief.
"You don't need to worry about who I am. If you are in trouble with that guy, you have to prepare to die."
Zhang Yifeng said coldly, a chill burst out from his eyes, and the next moment he rushed directly to the red-haired youth.
Xuanyuan Changqing on the side noticed something was wrong, so he took the Yanlongzong group and flew out all the way, without any intention of joining Zhang Yifeng and the red-haired youth to fight.
Looking at Zhang Yifeng who was coming at a rapid pace, the red-haired youth flashed horror in his eyes.
Zhang Yifeng took Jiang Jing's life with just one blow, and it is not difficult to see from his methods that he was a body cultivator specializing in melee combat.
Now that he is restrained by the formation, if he is approached by Zhang Yifeng, he will surely die.
With his thoughts spinning, the red-haired youth gritted his teeth and made a decision to remove all the arrangements.
The black stone suspended in five directions in the air lost its traction and fell to the ground. The red-haired youth swelled up his whole body and quickly retreated to avoid Zhang Yifeng's attack.
As the formation was canceled, the vision in the center of the glacier dissipated, and the original calm was restored.
The dark red light converged back into the five black corpses, and the red-haired youth looked at Zhang Yifeng angrily.
He spent a lot of money in order to condense these five black stones, and now he is disturbed by Zhang Yifeng.
Not only was the formation broken, but the five black stones also lost their full effectiveness, and now they are just five ordinary stones.
"Damn, I want you to die!"
The scarlet killing intent in his eyes clambered up, and the red-haired youth roared, heading straight for Zhang Yifeng, and a red light appeared in his hand.
The blood-colored knife light went straight to Zhang Yifeng and chopped off his head. His blood-colored knife was not afraid of the tyrannical bodies of these body-refining cultivators.
This blood knife can't cut anything, and can't break anything. It is the top magic weapon of the Blood Fiend Sect. That is to say, as a big disciple, he received such a heavy treasure from the sect master.
In order to be able to collect the treasure in the secret territory of Bingyuan, and also to guard against the accident of the red-haired youth, the Blood Demon Sect Master handed such a treasure to him.
The coquettish red glow occupied Zhang Yifeng's entire field of vision. Under the furious face of the red-haired youth, the blood knife slashed directly on Zhang Yifeng's neck.
However, the scene that the red-haired young man had expected did not appear. He saw that Zhang Yifeng's head had not been chopped off, and the blood knife was stagnant in front of Zhang Yifeng's neck, and it was difficult to penetrate deeply.
Looking down at the blood knife in front of his neck, Zhang Yifeng raised the corner of his mouth, and swept his lazy gaze towards the red-haired youth.
"This is your strength? This is it?"
The dull color flashed in his eyes, Zhang Yifeng thought that this guy had a breakthrough in his cultivation, and his strength would definitely rise to a higher level.
But now this result, Zhang Yifeng can only say that he is extremely disappointed, such an attack is not even qualified to break his skin.
"The boring battle should have ended long ago."
Zhang Yifeng said coldly, the next moment he opened his hand and held the blood knife hovering in front of his neck.
"Looking for death! The blood knife is the secret treasure of my blood evil sect, how can it be controlled by an unknown junior like you!"
The red-haired youth saw that the blood knife could not cause damage to Zhang Yifeng, and panic flashed in his eyes.
The next second, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to hold the blood knife, the red-haired young man's eyes retreated in shock, and he shouted sarcastically.
The blood knife is the secret treasure of the blood evil sect. It is nourished by the essence and blood of countless cultivators of good and evil, and the evil in it is absolutely uncontrollable.
This nameless junior dared to stretch out his hand to hold the blood knife, he really didn't know whether to live or die.
Even the red-haired young man himself only relied on the secret method of the sect to control the blood knife, and never dared to reach out and touch this evil weapon.
This guy is so ignorant of life and death that he dares to reach out and touch the blood knife, fearing that he will soon be attacked by evil spirits.
With a smile in the corner of his eyes, the red-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes, waiting for this guy to kill himself.
I saw that after Zhang Yifeng clenched the blood knife, the blood knife gradually changed from the original shape of a small knife to the size of an ordinary sword.
On the **** blade, bursts of black fluctuations continued to vibrate, rushing towards Zhang Yifeng's arm towards his heart.
Seeing this, the red-haired youth couldn't stop his laughter and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, idiot, wait for the evil spirit of the blood knife to enter the body!"
While the red-haired youth was laughing wildly, the black energy that poured into Zhang Yifeng's body recoiled back at a very fast speed after a while.
It was even faster than the influx into Zhang Yifeng's body, as if he had encountered some terrifying enemy in Zhang Yifeng's body.
After the black air ripples returned to the blood knife, the blood knife that was trying to break free from Zhang Yifeng's control instantly became quiet.
With that quiet appearance, the red-haired young man's pupils shrank sharply, staring at the blood knife in Zhang Yifeng's hand in disbelief.
"How, how is it possible, why is the blood knife..."
The red-haired youth stared stunned at the extremely quiet blood knife in Zhang Yifeng's hands, which was completely different from the situation in his hands.
After the suzerain gave him the blood knife, it was not that the red-haired youth had not tried holding the blood knife in his hand.
After all, the combat power bonus of holding a blood knife far exceeds that of his aura manipulation.
The expression on his face was terrifyingly embarrassing, but the next second Zhang Yifeng's action made the red-haired young man drop his chin in shock.
I saw Zhang Yifeng lift the blood knife in his hand, and after a while, the corner of his mouth showed disdain.
"Scrap."
At the moment when the words fell, Zhang Yifeng suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the blood knife was immediately smashed into two pieces by Zhang Yifeng's brute force.
At the same time, the blood knife trembled again, and the broken blade body desperately exuded black gas, trying to fit the blade body again.
Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng chuckled and grabbed the broken blade with one hand with great interest.
"The will to survive is quite strong, and the world may really make you a climate and give birth to spirituality."
"It's a pity that it falls into my hands, and the evil weapon magic weapon should be destroyed."
Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and a black flame suddenly appeared in his hand.
Under the shroud of black flames, the evil-looking blood soldiers didn't even have the chance to struggle.
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Hei Yan had burned out most of Jiang Jing's soul, but Jiang Jing was still able to take his last breath and threatened Zhang Yifeng.
However, Zhang Yifeng just looked at him silently, I'm afraid he didn't even realize that after he entered Zhang Yifeng's body, he completely lost his connection with the core.
After watching Jiang Jing's wailing before his death, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyes and looked at the red-haired youth in the center of the glacier.
At this moment, the red-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng with wide eyes and shouted loudly.
"Where is the bastard, dare to damage my good deeds?!"
Although he had the heart to shout, the red-haired youth still needed to maintain the formation to break the seal and could not take action against Zhang Yifeng.
At this point, if he quits, his previous efforts will be forfeited, and the formation he has worked so hard to arrange will be broken.
"Hehe, you are the eldest disciple of the Blood Evil Sect? This cultivation base has improved very quickly. It seems that the old guy is helping you, right?"
Zhang Yifeng sneered and looked at the red-haired youth indifferently, but his words shocked the red-haired youth's body.
"You, who are you?!"
The red-haired youth's eyes twitched slightly, and he asked Zhang Yifeng in disbelief.
"You don't need to worry about who I am. If you are in trouble with that guy, you have to prepare to die."
Zhang Yifeng said coldly, a chill burst out from his eyes, and the next moment he rushed directly to the red-haired youth.
Xuanyuan Changqing on the side noticed something was wrong, so he took the Yanlongzong group and flew out all the way, without any intention of joining Zhang Yifeng and the red-haired youth to fight.
Looking at Zhang Yifeng who was coming at a rapid pace, the red-haired youth flashed horror in his eyes.
Zhang Yifeng took Jiang Jing's life with just one blow, and it is not difficult to see from his methods that he was a body cultivator specializing in melee combat.
Now that he is restrained by the formation, if he is approached by Zhang Yifeng, he will surely die.
With his thoughts spinning, the red-haired youth gritted his teeth and made a decision to remove all the arrangements.
The black stone suspended in five directions in the air lost its traction and fell to the ground. The red-haired youth swelled up his whole body and quickly retreated to avoid Zhang Yifeng's attack.
As the formation was canceled, the vision in the center of the glacier dissipated, and the original calm was restored.
The dark red light converged back into the five black corpses, and the red-haired youth looked at Zhang Yifeng angrily.
He spent a lot of money in order to condense these five black stones, and now he is disturbed by Zhang Yifeng.
Not only was the formation broken, but the five black stones also lost their full effectiveness, and now they are just five ordinary stones.
"Damn, I want you to die!"
The scarlet killing intent in his eyes clambered up, and the red-haired youth roared, heading straight for Zhang Yifeng, and a red light appeared in his hand.
The blood-colored knife light went straight to Zhang Yifeng and chopped off his head. His blood-colored knife was not afraid of the tyrannical bodies of these body-refining cultivators.
This blood knife can't cut anything, and can't break anything. It is the top magic weapon of the Blood Fiend Sect. That is to say, as a big disciple, he received such a heavy treasure from the sect master.
In order to be able to collect the treasure in the secret territory of Bingyuan, and also to guard against the accident of the red-haired youth, the Blood Demon Sect Master handed such a treasure to him.
The coquettish red glow occupied Zhang Yifeng's entire field of vision. Under the furious face of the red-haired youth, the blood knife slashed directly on Zhang Yifeng's neck.
However, the scene that the red-haired young man had expected did not appear. He saw that Zhang Yifeng's head had not been chopped off, and the blood knife was stagnant in front of Zhang Yifeng's neck, and it was difficult to penetrate deeply.
Looking down at the blood knife in front of his neck, Zhang Yifeng raised the corner of his mouth, and swept his lazy gaze towards the red-haired youth.
"This is your strength? This is it?"
The dull color flashed in his eyes, Zhang Yifeng thought that this guy had a breakthrough in his cultivation, and his strength would definitely rise to a higher level.
But now this result, Zhang Yifeng can only say that he is extremely disappointed, such an attack is not even qualified to break his skin.
"The boring battle should have ended long ago."
Zhang Yifeng said coldly, the next moment he opened his hand and held the blood knife hovering in front of his neck.
"Looking for death! The blood knife is the secret treasure of my blood evil sect, how can it be controlled by an unknown junior like you!"
The red-haired youth saw that the blood knife could not cause damage to Zhang Yifeng, and panic flashed in his eyes.
The next second, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to hold the blood knife, the red-haired young man's eyes retreated in shock, and he shouted sarcastically.
The blood knife is the secret treasure of the blood evil sect. It is nourished by the essence and blood of countless cultivators of good and evil, and the evil in it is absolutely uncontrollable.
This nameless junior dared to stretch out his hand to hold the blood knife, he really didn't know whether to live or die.
Even the red-haired young man himself only relied on the secret method of the sect to control the blood knife, and never dared to reach out and touch this evil weapon.
This guy is so ignorant of life and death that he dares to reach out and touch the blood knife, fearing that he will soon be attacked by evil spirits.
With a smile in the corner of his eyes, the red-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes, waiting for this guy to kill himself.
I saw that after Zhang Yifeng clenched the blood knife, the blood knife gradually changed from the original shape of a small knife to the size of an ordinary sword.
On the **** blade, bursts of black fluctuations continued to vibrate, rushing towards Zhang Yifeng's arm towards his heart.
Seeing this, the red-haired youth couldn't stop his laughter and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, idiot, wait for the evil spirit of the blood knife to enter the body!"
While the red-haired youth was laughing wildly, the black energy that poured into Zhang Yifeng's body recoiled back at a very fast speed after a while.
It was even faster than the influx into Zhang Yifeng's body, as if he had encountered some terrifying enemy in Zhang Yifeng's body.
After the black air ripples returned to the blood knife, the blood knife that was trying to break free from Zhang Yifeng's control instantly became quiet.
With that quiet appearance, the red-haired young man's pupils shrank sharply, staring at the blood knife in Zhang Yifeng's hand in disbelief.
"How, how is it possible, why is the blood knife..."
The red-haired youth stared stunned at the extremely quiet blood knife in Zhang Yifeng's hands, which was completely different from the situation in his hands.
After the suzerain gave him the blood knife, it was not that the red-haired youth had not tried holding the blood knife in his hand.
After all, the combat power bonus of holding a blood knife far exceeds that of his aura manipulation.
The expression on his face was terrifyingly embarrassing, but the next second Zhang Yifeng's action made the red-haired young man drop his chin in shock.
I saw Zhang Yifeng lift the blood knife in his hand, and after a while, the corner of his mouth showed disdain.
"Scrap."
At the moment when the words fell, Zhang Yifeng suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the blood knife was immediately smashed into two pieces by Zhang Yifeng's brute force.
At the same time, the blood knife trembled again, and the broken blade body desperately exuded black gas, trying to fit the blade body again.
Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng chuckled and grabbed the broken blade with one hand with great interest.
"The will to survive is quite strong, and the world may really make you a climate and give birth to spirituality."
"It's a pity that it falls into my hands, and the evil weapon magic weapon should be destroyed."
Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and a black flame suddenly appeared in his hand.
Under the shroud of black flames, the evil-looking blood soldiers didn't even have the chance to struggle.
Hei Yan had burned out most of Jiang Jing's soul, but Jiang Jing was still able to take his last breath and threatened Zhang Yifeng.However, Zhang Yifeng just looked at him silently, I'm afraid he didn't even realize that after he entered Zhang Yifeng's body, he completely lost his connection with the core.After watching Jiang Jing's wailing before his death, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyes and looked at the red-haired youth in the center of the glacier.At this moment, the red-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng with wide eyes and shouted loudly."Where is the bastard, dare to damage my good deeds?!"Although he had the heart to shout, the red-haired youth still needed to maintain the formation to break the seal and could not take action against Zhang Yifeng.At this point, if he quits, his previous efforts will be forfeited, and the formation he has worked so hard to arrange will be broken."Hehe, you are the eldest disciple of the Blood Evil Sect? This cultivation base has improved very quickly. It seems that the old guy is helping you, right?"Zhang Yifeng sneered and looked at the red-haired youth indifferently, but his words shocked the red-haired youth's body."You, who are you?!"The red-haired youth's eyes twitched slightly, and he asked Zhang Yifeng in disbelief."You don't need to worry about who I am. If you are in trouble with that guy, you have to prepare to die."Zhang Yifeng said coldly, a chill burst out from his eyes, and the next moment he rushed directly to the red-haired youth.Xuanyuan Changqing on the side noticed something was wrong, so he took the Yanlongzong group and flew out all the way, without any intention of joining Zhang Yifeng and the red-haired youth to fight.Looking at Zhang Yifeng who was coming at a rapid pace, the red-haired youth flashed horror in his eyes.Zhang Yifeng took Jiang Jing's life with just one blow, and it is not difficult to see from his methods that he was a body cultivator specializing in melee combat.Now that he is restrained by the formation, if he is approached by Zhang Yifeng, he will surely die.With his thoughts spinning, the red-haired youth gritted his teeth and made a decision to remove all the arrangements.The black stone suspended in five directions in the air lost its traction and fell to the ground. The red-haired youth swelled up his whole body and quickly retreated to avoid Zhang Yifeng's attack.As the formation was canceled, the vision in the center of the glacier dissipated, and the original calm was restored.The dark red light converged back into the five black corpses, and the red-haired youth looked at Zhang Yifeng angrily.He spent a lot of money in order to condense these five black stones, and now he is disturbed by Zhang Yifeng.Not only was the formation broken, but the five black stones also lost their full effectiveness, and now they are just five ordinary stones."Damn, I want you to die!"The scarlet killing intent in his eyes clambered up, and the red-haired youth roared, heading straight for Zhang Yifeng, and a red light appeared in his hand.The blood-colored knife light went straight to Zhang Yifeng and chopped off his head. His blood-colored knife was not afraid of the tyrannical bodies of these body-refining cultivators.This blood knife can't cut anything, and can't break anything. It is the top magic weapon of the Blood Fiend Sect. That is to say, as a big disciple, he received such a heavy treasure from the sect master.In order to be able to collect the treasure in the secret territory of Bingyuan, and also to guard against the accident of the red-haired youth, the Blood Demon Sect Master handed such a treasure to him.The coquettish red glow occupied Zhang Yifeng's entire field of vision. Under the furious face of the red-haired youth, the blood knife slashed directly on Zhang Yifeng's neck.However, the scene that the red-haired young man had expected did not appear. He saw that Zhang Yifeng's head had not been chopped off, and the blood knife was stagnant in front of Zhang Yifeng's neck, and it was difficult to penetrate deeply.Looking down at the blood knife in front of his neck, Zhang Yifeng raised the corner of his mouth, and swept his lazy gaze towards the red-haired youth."This is your strength? This is it?"The dull color flashed in his eyes, Zhang Yifeng thought that this guy had a breakthrough in his cultivation, and his strength would definitely rise to a higher level.But now this result, Zhang Yifeng can only say that he is extremely disappointed, such an attack is not even qualified to break his skin."The boring battle should have ended long ago."Zhang Yifeng said coldly, the next moment he opened his hand and held the blood knife hovering in front of his neck."Looking for death! The blood knife is the secret treasure of my blood evil sect, how can it be controlled by an unknown junior like you!"The red-haired youth saw that the blood knife could not cause damage to Zhang Yifeng, and panic flashed in his eyes.The next second, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to hold the blood knife, the red-haired young man's eyes retreated in shock, and he shouted sarcastically.The blood knife is the secret treasure of the blood evil sect. It is nourished by the essence and blood of countless cultivators of good and evil, and the evil in it is absolutely uncontrollable.This nameless junior dared to stretch out his hand to hold the blood knife, he really didn't know whether to live or die.Even the red-haired young man himself only relied on the secret method of the sect to control the blood knife, and never dared to reach out and touch this evil weapon.This guy is so ignorant of life and death that he dares to reach out and touch the blood knife, fearing that he will soon be attacked by evil spirits.With a smile in the corner of his eyes, the red-haired young man looked at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes, waiting for this guy to kill himself.I saw that after Zhang Yifeng clenched the blood knife, the blood knife gradually changed from the original shape of a small knife to the size of an ordinary sword.On the **** blade, bursts of black fluctuations continued to vibrate, rushing towards Zhang Yifeng's arm towards his heart.Seeing this, the red-haired youth couldn't stop his laughter and burst out laughing."Hahaha, idiot, wait for the evil spirit of the blood knife to enter the body!"While the red-haired youth was laughing wildly, the black energy that poured into Zhang Yifeng's body recoiled back at a very fast speed after a while.It was even faster than the influx into Zhang Yifeng's body, as if he had encountered some terrifying enemy in Zhang Yifeng's body.After the black air ripples returned to the blood knife, the blood knife that was trying to break free from Zhang Yifeng's control instantly became quiet.With that quiet appearance, the red-haired young man's pupils shrank sharply, staring at the blood knife in Zhang Yifeng's hand in disbelief."How, how is it possible, why is the blood knife..."The red-haired youth stared stunned at the extremely quiet blood knife in Zhang Yifeng's hands, which was completely different from the situation in his hands.After the suzerain gave him the blood knife, it was not that the red-haired youth had not tried holding the blood knife in his hand.After all, the combat power bonus of holding a blood knife far exceeds that of his aura manipulation.The expression on his face was terrifyingly embarrassing, but the next second Zhang Yifeng's action made the red-haired young man drop his chin in shock.I saw Zhang Yifeng lift the blood knife in his hand, and after a while, the corner of his mouth showed disdain."Scrap."At the moment when the words fell, Zhang Yifeng suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the blood knife was immediately smashed into two pieces by Zhang Yifeng's brute force.At the same time, the blood knife trembled again, and the broken blade body desperately exuded black gas, trying to fit the blade body again.Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng chuckled and grabbed the broken blade with one hand with great interest."The will to survive is quite strong, and the world may really make you a climate and give birth to spirituality.""It's a pity that it falls into my hands, and the evil weapon magic weapon should be destroyed."Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and a black flame suddenly appeared in his hand.Under the shroud of black flames, the evil-looking blood soldiers didn't even have the chance to struggle.
