Chapter 674: Life and death

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"Lu Fan."
There was a shout in the distance, and the sound came through the clouds.
Lu Fan turned his head to look, and above the pit, a golden light appeared, and it was Ling Yao's figure.
With excitement on his face, Ling Yao flew directly to Lu Fan.
The golden light passing behind him was full of terrible forces that cut through the space.
Lingyao rushed directly into Lu Fan's arms. The golden light on her body almost broke Lu Fan's ribs.
Lu Fan looked at Lingyao in disbelief and said, "Lingyao, how do you get the strength in you,"
Lingyao hugged Lu Fandao tightly: "This is the power left by my master. Lu Fan, I will never be your burden. If you dare to put me aside to take risks on your own, I will follow You cry twice, hang yourself three times. "
Lu Fan nodded again and again, in fact, he did not listen to a word.
Feeling the surging power in Lingyao, Lu Fan was really surprised. The splendid golden light is like a peerless blade of dust removal. Although it looks like the gold of the five elements, it is completely independent of the five elements.
Lu Fan even felt that the power of the world in his body was somewhat volatile, and seemed to want to compete with the golden light on Lingyao.
Slowly, Lingyao's strength converged, and she returned to the level of half a step.
The golden power did not transform her body, nor did she improve her cultivation.
Just like some kind of completely independent magic implement, you can use it if you want to use it.
But this is not the time for him to ask in detail.
Lu Fan looked behind Lingyao and frowned, "Thirteen, Your Majesty,"
Ling Yao said: "They are all still in the palace. I came after you. Unfortunately, I can't fly, I run too slowly."
A slight hunch rose in Lu Fanhu's heart.
"Go, go back immediately."
Lu Fan slapped himself on his body. At the next moment, the black dragon pattern disappeared. Xiaohei appeared on Lu Fan's shoulder, sticking his tongue out, and I looked very tired.
Lu Fan-na did not understand the meaning of Xiao Hei. He took out a bottle of immortality and poured it into Xiao Hei's mouth.
Immediately, Xiaohei raised his eyes and smiled, his body became bigger, and he looked up at Long Xiao.
Lu Fan slapped it on Xiaohei's head. This idiot, what is it called, and he wanted to bring in all the warriors from the spirit kingdom.
Pulling Lingyao, the two jumped onto Xiaohei's back.
The Dragon Wing threw a violent wind, and the little black rose.
Looking down from the sky, both Lu Fan and Ling Yao saw the spiritual warriors in the Shenshan Mountains, the countless remaining lives after the robbery.
A group of people pointed in the direction of Landing Fan, but not many people dared to rush up.
It may be that the fighting just left them with fear, or it may be that they did not mean to fight again. In short, they just don't rush.
Lu Fan was puzzled, he was ready to fight. Unexpectedly, this group of Lingguo martial arts was actually scared.
Looking closely again, Lu Fan saw the wings curled up behind these warriors.
It seems that the black vortex just destroyed their wings, so they can't fly.
Sure enough, it is the wings of success, and the wings of defeat.
The non-flying spirit warrior can't even stop the footsteps of Lu Fan and others. Among the crowd, there are also Golden Wing warriors who have entered the realm of Digang.
This practice is that if you are in the Wu'an capital city, you must at least learn a set of flying skills.
But in the Ling Kingdom, they can only watch Lu Fan and others leave now.
Lu Fan laughed suddenly, suddenly disappeared from the sky.
Not long after, Lu Fan returned to His Majesty's Palace.
Opening the green pond, Lu Fan looked at it at once, and suddenly his expression changed suddenly.
"There are traces of fighting."
Ling Yao also saw it at a glance.
Lu Fan immediately pulled Lingyao out.
Looking at the imperial palace covered in clouds and fog, Lu Fan said in a deep voice: "Thirteenth, if they can't go far, they must be nearby."
As he was saying, Lu Fan suddenly saw that not far from the palace, a flash of blood passed away, and immediately Lu Fan shouted, "There."
. . . . . .
Lingguo Hall, giant trees towering.
In a hall glowing with colorful light.
Sima Feng's expression was fierce, with a sword wound on his face, and his eyes kept glancing in the hall.
"Come out, kid. You come out to me, and today Grandpa will not break you up, I will not believe in Sima."
Screaming exhausted, Sima Feng was obviously ruined by the thirteen.
It should have been a very simple matter for him to kill a warrior in the land.
But now that the man has not been killed, he has already got a lot of swords.
This slippery kid, like a loach, is difficult to catch.
Sima Feng has not yet understood what martial arts and set of exercises this kid is using.
At the intersection of the light of the hall, thirteen carrying His Majesty Lin Ruoxue, squatted in the corner.
This position is very particular. It happens to be a blind spot of sight. When people sweep it with the naked eye, they will automatically ignore it.
Thirteen pressed his own breath very low, and the vigour of his body was changing in a wavy form.
He was like a snake, converging breath, lowering his posture, only for the last blow.
It's also strange to say that he was clearly within ten feet of Sima Feng. But Sima Feng just couldn't find him.
This is also a set of assassination methods learned by Thirteen and Landing Fan while studying at the Lu family. The real assassination is no better than the fur that Lu Fan learned.
Thirteen was originally a killer, concentrated, hiding, and was originally a martial arts practice since childhood.
But there are some things that can't be done by light, but also know how to do it is the best.
Thirteen original assassinations depended on the method of death taught by others. But since reading several miscellaneous books at the Lu family. He felt that he really understood what is assassination.
It turned out that he had never had the opportunity to use it. Today is the first time he has shown his strength during this time.
Although his opponent is a real immortal master, Thirteen has no fear.
Lin Ruoxue stuck to Thirteen's body, holding his breath.
From the bedroom to the place, she experienced at least five or six life and death crises in the middle.
Each time, Sima Feng used a lawful decision that instantly reached the death of the two of them. But every time Thirteen dodges with a flexible body and tyrannical flesh.
If it were not for the fact that Thirteen did not fly martial arts, he even had the opportunity to escape Sima Feng ’s pursuit.
Up to now, although Thirteen looks calm, he has more than a dozen wounds on his body, all of which help her with her body to resist the decision.
No reason, no fear, no nonsense.
Thirteen is like the most loyal warrior, using his iron body to resist everything for Lin Ruoxue.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Sima Feng is getting closer.
Although he can't see where, Xianqi Master is Xianqi Master, but by observing the changes in the power of the heaven and earth around him, he can also conclude that Thirteen and Lin Ruoxue are here.
The cold light in his thirteen eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and in two more steps, he reached his best assassination distance.
Waiting for death is never a thirteen choice, the only thing you can do.
Suddenly, Sima Feng took the last two steps, and thirteen killed suddenly.
The whole body is like a thunder rising from the sky.
The swords in the thirteen hands all turned into shadows in the sky, and he himself made a beast-like cry.
The sword light surged and went straight to Sima Feng's head.
Sima Feng responded quickly and changed hands to a wall of five elements, blocking 13 swords.
clang.
Thirteen's sword almost flew away. However, the violent blood on the sword still killed Sima Feng through the wall of five elements.
The rich blood light immediately corroded Sima Feng's clothes and melted his vitality.
The power of Thirteen, until now, is still the magic cultivation method. In terms of destructive power, the magic cultivation method has always been much stronger than the right way.
Sima Fengcuo couldn't catch the attack and immediately howled.
The wall of the Five Elements disappeared in front of me, such a wonderful opportunity, how can thirteen be spared.
This may be his only chance to kill Sima Feng.
The sword was forced again, and thirteen's arms made a clicking sound. Gang is reversing one piece, Thirteen is simply a lifeless play.
This sword came out, no matter whether it was killed or not, Sima Feng, thirteen arm bone meridians will be broken into countless pieces. But Thirteen didn't even frown at all. In his view, he used one arm to change Sima Feng's life. It's a very good deal.
puff.
Thirteen swords penetrated Sima Feng's body.
But at this time, the power of countless heavens and earth turned into an endless wind blade and directly flew thirteen strokes. In the air, thirteen forcibly reversed his body and made himself a flesh pad, so as not to kill Lin Ruoxue.
Blood was splattered, and there was no one intact all over his body.
The blue wind blade, with a piercing laugh, that wind blade is actually a spiritual , a wind monster formed by the strength of the world.
Sima Feng's blood spewed out, and obviously the thirteenth sword also hurt him.
"Damn, damn."
Sima Feng's eyes were bloodshot and red.
Looking at his body, Sima Feng shouted: "Boy. You dare hurt me."
Thirteen looked up at him little by little, suddenly raised his hand, and put Lin Ruoxue behind him down.
Blood on his hand dripped on Lin Ruoxue's body, thirteen spit out a word: "Go."
Immediately, Lin Ruoxue felt his seal disappeared.
She stared blankly at the blood, but her face was indifferent, no movement at all.
Slowly, Sima Feng came over. He didn't even look at Lin Ruoxue, but grabbed Thirteen.
"Boy. I won't let you die in such a simple way. I want you to taste all the torture in the kingdom of spirits. I will let you eat every piece of meat, and I will let you live in hell. "
Thirteen looked at him calmly, arms down, without saying a word.
His eyes were calm as a pool of clear water, but there were no waves.
Sima Feng saw that Thirteen was about to die, and was so calm that he slapped a palm on Thirteen's face with a clear slap in the hall.
"I told you to calm down with me. Damn kid."
Sima Feng shouted, spitting out blood mixed with blood.
Cheeks were red, but Thirteen was still indifferent.