Chapter 462 Strong Duel

The figure in midair, graceful and slender, with waterfall-like blue silk hanging down to her waist, wearing a long red dress, perfectly set off her curves. It was thrilling and had a kind of charm that made people's heart beat faster.

"Sure enough, this girl..."

Seeing Yang Wan'er floating in the air, Luo Feng didn't show much surprise on his face.

Just now, he had already sensed Yang Wan'er's breath.

"'Huojiaoyang' Yang Wan'er! So it's you!"

The blood puppet looked up at Yang Wan'er, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, and he snorted coldly:

"The last time I was in the Chiyan Desert, I was escaped by you. I didn't expect you to dare to show up in front of me today! Unfortunately, the purpose of my coming here today is not you. I will give you a chance to disappear immediately before my eyes, and you can still pick it up. Get a life back."

Hearing this, Yang Wan'er's gaze moved away from Luo Feng and fell on Xue Puppet, her seductive red lips evoked a charming smile:

"Spare my life? Blood puppet, you seem to be too confident. Do you think my strength is still the same as three months ago?"

Three months ago, she met the blood puppet in the Chiyan Desert. At that time, she had just broken through the Spiritual Rotation Realm. She knew that she was not an opponent, so she did not fight and left the Chiyan Desert.

"Hahaha... I'm already at the second level of Lingxuan Realm. Could it be that in just three months, your strength can still catch up with me? It seems that it is so." The blood puppet laughed when he heard the words, his eyes were disdainful.

The laughter fell, the pupil of the blood puppet shrank suddenly, and the strong blue light spurted out, and asked coldly: "Ask you again, you must save this kid today?"

"Giggle... He's my fiancé, so it seems like there's no other choice. Do you think so, Luo Feng."

Yang Wan'er pursed her red lips, she looked at Luo Feng with a pair of beautiful narrow eyes, her long eyelashes blinked.

"This fairy..."

Luo Feng suppressed the charming thoughts in his heart, touched his nose, and wanted to take advantage of Yang Wan'er's mouth, which was really a difficult thing.

At the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart, why did Yang Wan'er suddenly appear here: Could it be that she really came to save me?

"It seems that you won't cry without seeing the coffin! That's fine,

I will send the two of you on the road together, and let you be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks! "

The blood puppet snorted coldly, stepped on the ground, and the dark figure rose from the ground, suspended in mid-air, and stood opposite Yang Wan'er.

There was still a faint smile on Yang Wan'er's pretty face, and a pinch of flame jumped up on her slender jade finger, shining her eyes with glitter, looking at the blood puppet and said:

"Since you are so confident, let's do it. Let's see if your Jade Blood Senluo Saber is powerful, or my Tian Luo Yan Zhao Gong is better."

"Ji Xue Sen Luo Sword Technique, Tian Luo Yan Zhao Gong..."

Luo Feng's eyes flickered when he heard the conversation between the two.

He has heard of these two kinds of exercises. The Jade Blood Senluo Sword is a kind of swordsmanship of the Gorefiend Sect. It is extremely powerful. It is rumored that people killed by this kind of swordsmanship will have grievances on the sword, and the more people who kill them, the more powerful they are. The more, the stronger the power! These grievances can even form a murderous effect, suppressing people's spirits.

As for the Tian Luo Yan Zhao Gong practiced by Yang Wan'er, Luo Feng only knew that it was a martial art of Linglong Hall.

"Hmph, that's exactly what I meant! I'll take your sacrificial knife first, and then kill that kid!"

The pupils of the blood puppet turned a strange green, and a cloud of cyan fog appeared behind him, and the moonlight seemed to be swallowed up by the moonlight, which was very strange.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, ready to go. Although he couldn't get involved in the fight between the Spirit Whirl Realm powerhouses, if he seized the opportunity, it would not be completely useless.

"Yang Wan'er, pick me up!"

The blood puppet let out a long whistle, with a bright blue light in his eyes, holding the machete in both hands, and slashing straight with a slash, bursting out with a cyan blade.

brush!

The speed of the sword light seems to be slow, but it is actually extremely fast, and on the cyan sword light, layers of cyan light are constantly twisted into the shape of skeletons, and the ghosts are dense, giving people a sense of chill.

"What a weird sword technique."

Looking at the knife light, Luo Feng could only feel an icy aura whistling.

This coldness is not a physical feeling, but a spiritual feeling. The knife light of the blood puppet can already suppress the soul of a person. Ordinary people will be scared to death by looking at it!

"crack!"

Yang Wan'er frowned slightly, pinched her hand with her slender jade fingers, and drew in the void, dozens of circles of vitality flames around, merged together, turned into a pillar of fire several meters thick, and roared out.

boom boom boom...

As soon as the pillar of fire appeared, it immediately dispelled the pervasive cold feeling.

next moment!

A strong light burst out suddenly, illuminating the entire night sky like day, and the huge sound was like thunder, and the sound waves formed shook the nearby trees and exploded.

Under the shock, Luo Feng felt that his body was a little unsteady, and he hurriedly activated his vitality. Looking at the two facing each other in mid-air, his heart trembled slightly.

Although it was not the first time to see the duel between the masters of Lingxuanjing, but every time he watched it, it was the same shock, not to mention the head-to-head confrontation, the aftermath of the fight between the two made him a little palpitated.

With a wry smile, Luo Feng shook his head secretly, his current strength is still too weak.

The peak warriors of the Nine Heavens are already at the top of the four academies, but in the Twelve Golden Halls, they are only the lowest outer disciples.

"You can actually stop me with a knife!"

The blood puppet did not continue to attack, looked at Yang Wan'er's eyes, became cautious, and was faintly surprised. He is already a second-level master of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and the opponent only stepped into the Spiritual Rotation Realm three months ago, so how could he completely take his attack!

Yang Wan'er stood on the spot, her eyes flashed with flames, her red lips parted lightly, and she smiled faintly: "Xue Puppet, don't you think that you are the only one in the second realm of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, right?"

After speaking, Yang Wan'er's body became more and more radiant, and her aura was more than doubled compared to just now.

"Second Whirlwind Realm!"

The blood puppet's low voice sounded, staring at Yang Wan'er: "In just three months, you have broken through the realm. The fire blazing sun of Linglong Hall's double blazing sun is indeed well-deserved!"

Luo Feng was not surprised by this, he had already seen that Yang Wan'er's cultivation was almost the same as that of the blood puppet.

"However, no matter how much you struggle today, you will surely die!"

The blood puppet's face appeared hideous, the blue light on his body rose to the sky, the machete in his hand kept shaking, and he made a low voice, like weeping.

"Burning Soul Blue Light Slash!"

With a cold snort, the blood puppet took a step forward, the whole body was boiling with blue light, dazzling and dazzling, and slashed Xiangyang Wan'er with a knife in the sky.

woo woo woo woo……

The blue-colored blade light is as high as five meters, easily separating the air and slashing towards Yang Wan'er. There are many ghosts and claws, and it seems to be devoured by people, as if purgatory appeared in the world, which is very terrifying.

"This is the Jade Blood Senluo Knife..."

Luo Feng looked at Daoguang, frowned slightly, held his breath, and stared at Daoguang, as if he wanted to imprint this momentary image in his soul.

The blood puppet was a swordsman in the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and the realm of swordsmanship was unfathomable. Luo Fengxiang wanted to write down the situation of the opponent's fight, and then slowly figure it out, it would definitely help him to cultivate the swordsmanship.

If anyone knew what Luo Feng was thinking at this moment, they would definitely scold him as a lunatic.

The two masters of the Spiritual Rotation Realm fought against each other, and it was too late for ordinary people to avoid them. Who would have thought of cultivation.

"Tianluo Burning Field!"

Yang Wan'er frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes became sharp, and there was a faint flame of flame. In an instant, the flames of vitality around her suddenly soared and rose into the sky, turning into huge pillars of fire with a diameter of four or five meters. A flame space, spinning violently, guards all around.

clang clang clang clang...

The cyan sword light slashed on the flame beam, the explosion sound was deafening, the dazzling flame flew all over the sky, and the fire column was chopped by the sword light one after another.

"Hahahaha... I have slaughtered more than 10,000 people, and the Bixue Senluo Dao has already been completed. You want to block me with your half-hearted Tianluoyan Zhaogong! What a wishful thinking!"

The blood puppet laughed arrogantly, and Yang Wan'er was also a second-level master of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, which indeed surprised him, but the strength of a warrior is not only the cultivation base, the realm of martial arts, but also the experience of the warrior, which is equally important. Even if the cultivation level is the same, he is absolutely confident that Yang Wan'er is better than Yang Wan'er in terms of martial arts realm and experience.

"Blood puppet, will you be too happy too soon?"

In the face of the huge sword light that was approaching with whistling, Yang Wan'er's delicate little face still maintained her usual smile, her slender jade pointed a little in the air, her red lips were lightly opened, and she uttered a word coldly.

"burst!"

boom boom boom...

Columns of fire kept exploding near the cyan blade light. The scorching flames shot into the sky, and the whole sky was dyed red. After thirteen explosions, the cyan blade light was shaken out of the cracks, and finally burst open and dissipated. invisible.

"Damn! Die for me!"

The blood puppet's face was ashen, and he let out a long whistle, his body was boiling with vitality, and the blue light on the machete in his hand was shining brightly, covering half of the sky, and a cold aura escaped.

"Shura Slash!"

Holding the knife in both hands, the figure of the blood puppet suddenly split into a dozen blue lights in mid-air, each of which was twisted into a skeleton with a knife, like a purgatory Shura crawling out of purgatory, screaming and rushing forward.

"This is... a clone avatar!"

Luo Feng looked at more than a dozen blue light figures, frowning slightly, his soul power was strong, and he felt very clearly that these blue lights were all transformed by vitality, and each Shura had half the strength of a blood puppet!

In this way, Yang Wan'er is no longer facing a blood puppet, but a blood puppet and a dozen Lingxuanjing first-level masters!

Following behind Qingguang Shura, the blood puppet looked at Yang Wan'er and laughed proudly: "My Jade Blood Senluo Saber has been cultivated to the realm of small success, and I can use Purgatory Shura, Yang Wan'er, defeat it!"

"Not necessarily."

For the first time, Yang Wan'er's bright eyes became a little dignified, but her tone was still as calm as ever. When she spoke, her blue silk fluttered in the wind, pushing her vitality to the limit.

next moment!

The vitality flames around them are full of flames, and from a distance, huge pillars of fire seem to be connected to the stars in the sky.