Martial Immortal Inheritance System

If it was Ling Feng in his heyday, he would not be affected by this sound at all. Unfortunately, he was no longer the same as before. Therefore, he was disturbed by the sound, and even the Ruthless Sword became unstable.

In fact, let alone Ling Feng, even the people in ambush on the mountain felt greed flooding into their hearts. Many people even looked at Ling Feng below with murderous intentions, wanting to kill him!

The title of No. 1 in the world is the most greedy thing among warriors!

"Pro!"

At this moment, Zhang Yunhao suddenly let out a thunder sound that resembled a drum in the morning and evening, and everyone suddenly became awake. They were all lingering in their hearts. It was such a powerful formation. They were only affected, and they were actually controlled.

You know, they are the pride of heaven!

"Everyone, seal your ears and watch my gestures!"

Zhang Yunhao drank again, after all, it was just aftermath, and it was enough to seal his ears.

Everyone followed suit, but some people did not move because they had confidence in themselves, such as the Eighth Prince!

"No wonder the Demon Gate is selected in this Echo Valley, this is a sound-type formation."

The eighth prince said solemnly: "Moreover, there are heaven soldiers as the eyes."

Zhang Yunhao shook his head and said, "This is normal. Since the Demon Sect dared to besie Ling Feng, he must have made perfect preparations. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"That's right, Xiaobawang, when you attack, remember to tell me."

The Eighth Prince looked at Zhang Yunhao and said with deep meaning. Zhang Yunhao understood what he meant and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, unless Ling Feng is about to die, I won't attack easily."

"That's best."

The Eighth Prince actually wanted to wait for Ling Feng to attack before he died, but he also knew that it was impossible, so he didn't say much.

Zhang Yunhao looked down and said expectantly: "Let's see what other surprises Momen and Ling Feng will give us?"

"dead!"

Ling Feng's face of the iceberg that has remained unchanged for thousands of years finally showed an unpleasant look. Yes, unpleasant. He was very unhappy that he was disturbed by the sound. He shouted, and the ruthless knife in his hand turned into a dozen meters long. The huge light knife slashed forward fiercely, and even the void was almost split in half.

"Brother Ling Feng, you are too weak with this knife."

There was a giggling sound from the Witch of the Dream of the Heart, and then, the surrounding yellow sand turned into a huge palm to pinch the light of the knife, and with a bang, the light of the knife was directly broken.

Ling Feng's expression changed slightly, just about to do something, the formation made a voice again: "Hmm!"

Angrily was anger, Ling Feng's heart instantly surged infinite anger, he yelled, his hand swiped mercilessly, and the knives swept across the sky, the air was full of terrifying killing intent and it was creepy.

However, these terrifying knife lights disappeared as soon as they entered the yellow sand.

"Brother Ling Feng, you are weak again."

The witch of Xinmeng smiled more happily. The Ruthless Sword Technique is an absolutely ruthless sword technique. Any emotion, including anger, will weaken the power of the Ruthless Sword Technique. In other words, the more angry Ling Feng, the weaker the sword technique!

"dead!"

A trace of struggle flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, but he couldn't control his anger. He kept throwing his swords, filling the valley with horrible sword lights. Unfortunately, these sword lights were of no avail and were all absorbed by the yellow sand.

The witch of Xinmeng was quite proud, and continued to urge her formation!

The seven words, greed, hatred, hatred, love, and Yu rang out one after another, Ling Feng was controlled by seven emotions, his eyes were red, and he couldn't even move a ruthless knife, as if that knife was heavier than a mountain.

Not to mention Ling Feng, even Zhang Yunhao and the eighth prince on the mountain have savage faces with frequent phantoms, and they can't wait to rush down and fight.

"No, it will get out of control if it continues like this."

The eighth prince finally couldn't resist, holding the long sword at his waist with his hand, the jewel on the long sword flashed light, he suddenly regained consciousness, let out a long sigh, and his heart lingered.

This huge red dust formation is really amazing!

At this moment, the Eighth Prince thought of something, turned his head and looked at Zhang Yunhao, only to see that his red eyes were gradually regaining clarity. Suddenly, Zhang Yunhao actually blocked these voices? How strong is his ego and will?

"He does have the qualifications to be proud, but unfortunately, he still can't match Ling Feng after all."

The eighth prince secretly shook his head, you know, they just suffered the aftermath, but Ling Feng was in the center of the formation, facing the power of the formation. Even so, he still did not fall. One can imagine how terrifying this person is. .

"It really deserves to be Ling Feng's brother, I really want you, but unfortunately, you are the enemy of our magic door!"

The Witch of the Heart Dream let out a sigh, and at the same time, the surrounding yellow sand turned into hundreds of sharp arrows and violently shot at Ling Feng, trying to shoot him into a hornet's nest!

Such an attack was nothing to the former Ling Feng, but at the moment Ling Feng was controlled by the formation, unable to even swing a knife, and could only barely perform light work to evade.

That's right, Ling Feng hid, the unparalleled Ling Feng he hid, and he hid it very ugly!

"My brother Ling Feng, I can't bear to watch it anymore."

Xinmeng Witch's voice was full of lament, but the offensive became more and more fierce, and the yellow sand around her turned into sharp arrows, continuously attacking Ling Feng.

Looking at Ling Feng who was evasive, the demon masters who controlled the formation laughed happily. Ling Feng, do you have today too?

Ling Feng, who is unparalleled in the world, will definitely die here today.

"Something's wrong."

Zhang Yunhao on the top of the mountain frowned. Ling Feng's current performance completely did not meet his expectations. It stands to reason that even if Ling Feng's ruthless sword intent had a problem, it would not be so weak!

That was Ling Feng who was unparalleled in the world.

"Are you acting? Ruthless Knife is not completely brainless, and yes, a brainless person can't become number one on the list."

Zhang Yunhao smiled and watched a good show next.

In the Echo Valley, Ruthless Dao Lingfeng was still running away, because the sharp arrows were too dense, and his clothes were shot through or torn one after another, making him extremely embarrassed.

Of course, speaking of conscience, even so, Ling Feng is still very handsome, who makes him good?

Ling Feng's miserable behavior made the demon heads more happy. If it weren't for not being able to speak out, they would have long been sneered.

At this moment, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, and the whole person rushed into a piece of yellow sand like a dragon. He raised the knife and fell, and the head of a demon flew out of thin air. At the same time, a headless head The corpse appeared suddenly and fell slowly.

The witch of Xinmeng was taken aback, and said unbelievably, "How is this possible? You can still move the knife and know where we are?"

"You guys are so happy laughing."

Ling Feng answered indifferently and continued to rush towards the yellow sand.

"Laughter? Damn, he sensed our emotions, that is, he was acting before."

The witch of Xinmeng hurriedly changed the formation method to change the position of the demon heads, but it was of no avail, because Ling Feng had already locked all the demon heads. He swung his relentless knives, and every knife would inevitably cause a scream and take one away. The life of the devil.

A dragon like Ling Feng, even if it was suppressed to the extreme, was not something that the ants could resist.

In fact, if Ling Feng was not suppressed, he would be able to chop most of the demon to death with a single blow!

"Ling Feng is Ling Feng, and he turned defeat into victory."

The Eighth Prince on the mountain was amazed. Sure enough, Ling Feng had to die. He was the biggest obstacle to this mission.

"Turning defeat into victory? Not necessarily. If the Witch of the Heart Dream cannot even think of this, then she is not qualified to command the Demon Sect."

Zhang Yunhao is not so optimistic. Ling Feng is now behaving normally, not creating miracles. He should have been so strong!

"In other words, the Witch of the Heart Dream has something to do? It is possible."

The Eighth Prince nodded, he didn't care much, because he would only win!

As long as it succeeds this time, it will be easy in the future!

In the Echo Valley, Ling Feng had smashed nine demon heads to death in a row. At this time, the witch of Dreaming of Heart who was still furious before suddenly laughed: "Ling Feng, you really are as strong as I thought, but unfortunately, you still Certainly to die!"

"is it?"

Ling Feng's lazy nonsense, directly rushed to another demon, the formation is too strong, he can't last long, and must be resolved as soon as possible.

"Of course it is, the sacrifice of the Nine Souls, a great world!"

The witch of Xinmeng yelled, and the rolling yellow sand suddenly turned into red dust, and the space between the sky and the earth was red. Immediately after that, seven voices such as greed, anger, ignorance, etc. sounded continuously in the void, and the power was several times stronger than before!

Ling Feng froze suddenly, and seven emotions flashed crazily in his mind, causing his face to change constantly, like a lunatic.

At this moment, Ling Feng suddenly let out a scream and backed away again and again. After a closer look, he did not know when he had a flying knife, a blood-red flying knife.

Wang's flying knife!

"Well, there is poison in the knife?"

When Ling Feng sensed something, he hurriedly forced the flying knife out of his body with the qi, and tapped acupuncture points to stop the bleeding. He felt dizzy and weak, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Ling Feng was poisoned, but he still held the ruthless knife tightly. As a swordsman, his head could be broken, blood could flow, and the knife could not leave!

"Ling Feng, you are already dead."

In the red light, the witch of the Heart Dream gradually emerged, and said with a sad face: "Wang Family Flying Sword, plus the Heavenly Poison Tianxue Powder, you can't die!"

"Tian Xue San?"

Although Ling Feng was weak to the extreme, he still stood upright and asked in a cold voice: "The nine people before, did you deliberately let me kill?"

The Witch of the Heart Dream shook her head: "Not intentionally, but just a preparation and use of waste. After all, you are Ling Feng, the unparalleled Ling Feng in the world."

"That's it."

The demon heads suddenly realized that everything is in the hands of the Witch of the Heart Dream, the Witch of the Heart Dream is really amazing!

It is worth mentioning that the demon heads didn't care about the previous soul sacrifices at all. The demon door, this fact is normal.

In fact, let alone sacrifice after death, it is the sacrifice of living people. It is also normal to the extreme. The magic door that does not betray one's companion is not a good magic door!

"Sacrifice? The Heart Dream Witch is really related to the Heaven Demon, has the Wutian Demon Sect also found a clone of the Heaven Demon?"

Zhang Yunhao narrowed his eyes and turned to the Eighth Prince and asked: "Eight Prince, what is Tianxue San?"

"Tianxuesan is a special poison refined with the blood of heaven and human. Those who are poisoned by this poison will gradually solidify their blood, and there is no cure, unless someone is willing to help expel it."

The Eighth Prince had a smile that could not be concealed: "Little Overlord, it seems that you have no chance to compete with Ling Feng."

"maybe!"

Zhang Yunhao's eyes flashed, and he asked the Eighth Prince: "His Royal Highness, is it possible to attack?"

The Eighth Prince was very satisfied with Zhang Yunhao's attitude and nodded and said, "It's okay."

Zhang Yunhao nodded and raised his hand to signal everyone to be ready, the battle is about to begin!

Everyone nodded their heads, and at the same time, they untied their ears, all of them were full of expectations.

In the valley, there were faint traces of blood vessels on Ling Feng's face, which was a sign of the blood poisoning. He said coldly: "Xin Meng, in order to kill me, you are really well prepared!"

"Of course, you are Ling Feng!"

The witch of the Heart Dream laughed and said to Ling Feng: "Brother Ling Feng, do you want me to sing to see you off?"

A voice suddenly sounded in the sky: "Can you sing the soup below Shi Niang?"

"Soup under Shi Niang? What the hell? Huh?"

The Witch of the Heart Dream was taken aback for a moment, and then she reacted, suddenly raised her head with everyone, and saw a group of great masters descending from the sky fiercely.

"Brother Ling Feng, brother, I'm here to save you, don't thank me, who calls me a good person!"

Zhang Yunhao laughed, and at the same time he kept throwing his fists downwards, the dense shadows of fists blasted down like shooting stars.

"Good guy?"

Everyone suddenly rolled their eyes and looked at Ling Feng. When they saw his constipated expression, they burst into laughter. Ling Feng, do you have today?

"Brother Ling Feng, we are here to save you too!"

While everyone laughed, they released a violent attack from the qi qi, and the various qi attacks merged and turned into a torrent of water.

"Hurry up!"

The witch of Xinmeng was taken aback, and hurriedly took the demon heads to evade, and at the same time stimulated the remaining power of the formation, forming a red light in the sky to resist the flood of qi.

Boom boom...

Continual explosions sounded endlessly in the valley, and at the same time, the air wave was violent and dusty, covering the entire valley.

After a while, the dust subsided, and the valley was in a mess, all the trees were swept away, and the ground was pitted, like being washed by a missile.

With such a terrifying explosion, the red dust formation was naturally broken, and the two sides of the devil split into two sides and confronted each other.

On the left are Zhang Yunhao and the others and Ling Feng. Zhang Yunhao is patting Ling Feng on the shoulder and said: "Brother Ling Feng, brother, I am not late, right?"

"Do you know you well?"

Ling Feng slapped Zhang Yunhao's hand with a cold face, and said, "Also, I don't need you to help!"

Zhang Yunhao said with a clear face: "I know, you are thin-skinned, don't worry, everyone is listening, I just didn't save him, I really didn't save him just now, nothing at all!"

Everyone can't help but laugh~www.wuxiahere.com~ Ling Feng's flushed face is really interesting.

"Zhang Yunhao, don't talk nonsense, Brother Ling Feng, what's the matter with you? Is it poisoned?"

Yan Fei directly pushed Zhang Yunhao away, and asked Ling Feng with great concern. She had sealed her ears before and did not know about the scattered blood.

Ling Feng glanced at Yan Fei and said with a frown, "You have become weaker."

Yan Fei just wanted to say something. At this moment, the witch on the right side was embarrassed, holding a seven-color sword, and shouted angrily: "Zhang Yunhao, why are you here?"

Zhang Yunhao said casually: "My sister notified me."

Both the enemy and us were very confused, and the Asura Saintess coldly shouted: "Your sister, who is your sister?"

"Hate Tianzong rookie, Zhang Xin, my clan sister!"

Zhang Yunhao looked at Zhang Xin and said with a smile: "It's been a long time, Miss Zhang Xin!"