Chapter 871 Feng Chun

"The youth list in the Dragon Curl Realm is just a false name." The man in black robe looked at Hu Ming and the three people in front of him with a faint smile.

"you!"

Hu Ming was so furious that he was about to yell angrily when he was pulled back by Qin Cheng beside him. He whispered in his ear: "There is something wrong with this person. His strength is probably at the level of Dong Manrou and Tangshan. We can't fight each other. Let’s go quickly.”

When Hu Ming heard this, his eyes changed inexplicably, and his face was extremely unwilling. Isn't it too embarrassing to be kicked out at this point?

"Haha, you are still thinking about leaving, aren't you a little too naive?" The man in black robe chuckled.

Hearing these words, Qin Cheng's eyes changed drastically, and he quickly looked at the light spot in his hand, only to see that the light spot disappeared without a trace, and there was a strange black thin line in their hand.

"What is this!" Qin Cheng's eyes suddenly tightened and he shouted loudly.

"I never leave anyone alive." The man in black robe chuckled, his eyes were cold and murderous, "You can stay in this forest forever."

As soon as he said these words, the man in black robe opened his hand, and the strong aura of black mist surged, turning into an evil big black hand, and grabbed Hu Ming and the others directly.

Bang bang bang——

Of course, Hu Ming and the other three would not kill them at the neck. The surging genetic energy immediately burst out of their bodies, but the seemingly terrifying martial arts dissipated for no reason under the impact of the black mist palm.

"What's this!"

Hu Ming and others saw that the attack was ineffective, and their eyes were horrified and horrified. The person in front of them had an origin. They had never heard of such a weird warrior in the Longhuan world.

"Go to hell!"

The man in black robe had a sinister smile on his lips. The strange black mist was slapped with his palm, and it immediately approached the heads of Hu Ming and others. However, when the palm was about to be slapped, a vibrating sound roared, and a purple beam of light came from the jungle. The laser shot collided heavily with the black mist palm.

boom--

The violent aura rushed outwards, and Hu Ming and others were pushed back one after another by the force of the air waves. With a confused look on their faces, two figures had already passed through the jungle and landed in front of several people.

"It's Chu Lin!"

When Hu Ming and others saw the two men, one tall and one short, who fell in front of them, their faces were stunned, and their expressions were extremely complicated. They did not expect that it would be Chu Lin who had a conflict with them who saved them at this critical moment.

It's just that Chu Lin ignored these people at all and stared straight at the man in black robe in front of him. His appearance was not that of Zuo Chengyang, who was ranked first on the youth list.

"Haha, we met after all." When the man in black robe saw Chu Lin suddenly jumping out, he was slightly startled and said softly.

Chu Lin's eyes were cold, he looked straight at the man in front of him, and said lightly, "Feng Chun from the Lost Demon Realm."

"People from the Lost Demon Realm?"

When Hu Ming and others heard Chu Lin's words, they were stunned and frowned. They never expected that this weird guy came from the distant Canglan Realm.

The man in black robe had a slight smile on his lips, and he just chuckled at Chu Lin's words, "It seems you have quite a lot of information."

"So you are here to pursue the rules and rare objects?" Chu Lin said coldly.

"Who comes here not for the rules and rare items?" The man in black robe chuckled, and then his eyes turned cold, "Of course, I have an additional task, which is to take your life back to Canglan Realm."

"Haha, those three Long Chen said the same thing at the beginning." Chu Lin cracked his mouth and laughed, but there was only a breathtaking coldness in his smile, "It's a pity that those three couldn't even leave their bodies. "

The man in black robe narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "They are just three losers who can't even handle things well. Is it proud to kill them? Can I take away your life? Let's try it."

The man in black robe stared at Chu Lin closely, with the corners of his mouth raised in a mocking tone.

"Exactly, I feel the same way."

Chu Lin's face was filled with coldness, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes. With a squeeze of his palm, Mo Yuan's scepter flew out, and his figure turned into a streak of platinum light and shot toward Feng Chun.

"Hmph, this speed is not bad."

Feng Chun looked at the platinum light that was rapidly magnifying in his eyes, smiled coldly, and flashed to the side.

boom--

Mo Yuan's scepter, glowing with purple light, also passed by Feng Chun's shoulder with a fierce wind in an instant. The pungent corrosive energy caused a strand of long hair on Feng Chun's shoulder to be broken off, and the burnt smell of protein lingered on it. lingering in the air.

"It's just that your speed doesn't mean that much to me."

Feng Chun stretched out his fingers, and the evil black mist aura surged, turning into a cold black long sword. The sword light flowed, and the sword shadow filled the sky like cold ghost claws, shrouding the sky towards the white gold light.

Ding ding ding——

Mo Yuan's scepter was propped up, purple energy surged, and it collided with the long black sword. The manic impact energy burst out, and a crack a hundred meters long suddenly tore open from the soles of the two people's feet.

The purple energy and the black mist aura stirred, but the black mist aura, which was always intrusive, did not have the expected effect this time. The purple energy was able to compete with the black mist aura in a stalemate.

"Huh? It turns out that this thing of yours has some of the power of regular rare objects. No wonder, this is the treasure you harvested in the ruins, right?" There was some surprise in Feng Chun's voice, and he immediately sensed Mo Yuan's power. The power of rules surges in the staff.

Chu Lin's face was indifferent, and he waved his arm. The purple energy on Mo Yuan's staff squirmed like a living thing, and a purple light and shadow tentacle extended from the head of the staff.

The platinum light flashed, and the metallic buzzing sound resounded. The purple light and shadow tentacle stretched out long, waving its huge tentacles, and slapped Feng Chun's head heavily.

"Although you have some power according to the rules, it's still not enough. If you want to fight me with this one, you are too naive." Feng Chun smiled softly, withdrew his palm, and directly held the tentacle that hit him in his hand.

Sizzling——

Five rays of black light shot out from Feng Chun's five fingers like chains, tightly entwining the purple light and shadow tentacles.

"break!"

Feng Chun's eyes flashed with coldness, and his palms suddenly squeezed tightly.

Bang--

The five black lights exerted force at the same time, and the purple light and shadow tentacles whined, and the strong fleshy body burst into cracks, and finally exploded, with purple energy slurry splashing everywhere.

Chu Lin held Mo Yuan's scepter and stepped heavily on the ground. His figure retreated violently, his eyes extremely solemn. Feng Chun's strength was indeed unusual. Even though he might not be a black mist beast, his strength was enough to reach the middle stage of the Fate-Destroying Realm. In terms of standards, Long Chen and the other three were far inferior to him.

"Chu Lin, this person is very weird!"

When Hu Ming and the other three saw Chu Lin falling into a disadvantage, they quickly shouted, compared with Chu Lin's conflict, this Feng Chun wanted their lives.

"Why don't I kill you now? I can use my body and mind to fight for the rare artifacts in the air."