The Spirit World

Chapter 999 Shadow Pendant (Thirty-Five)
[We will defeat many people, not only because we can defeat them, but because we need them to fail once.]

[Will this cause you much pain? I don’t think so.]

[Because you have been defeated by them many times. ]

"lofty……"

He heard something called, it was his name.

"Master..." He looked back, and his dying eyes closed hideously!

Never forget.

“Lord Bai Ling…” Wan Zhang slowly laid the Hell Fang flat, and saw his own eyes through the jagged teeth of the Hell Fang. He stared into his own eyes and spoke resolutely in a calm tone: “Please, fight with me for life and death.”

Then, he swung the blade, picked it up and ran, rushing straight towards Chang Yufeng.

His overly serious request made Chang Yufeng stunned at first, and then he quickly adjusted his posture, with the tip of Artes' sword pointing to the ground, and he also ran forward madly like a person who had come to an appointment!

when--

"drink!"

The knife and sword, teeth and blade, throat and chest, all made trembling sounds at the same time.

The Hell Fang was indeed not an exceptional blade. Now that I thought about it, a blade that could cause Artes to react must have been the product of the painstaking efforts of a human craftsman.

The Hell Fang's blade firmly grasped the edge of Artes in just one round of fighting. The sparks of collision were particularly eye-catching under the bright light of the fireworks.

The knife and blade collided and then separated quickly.

The veins on the two Qiong Jin's arms bulged, and the muscles seemed to be shaken out. They quickly retracted their strength and moved backwards, while Chang Yufeng and Wan Zhang also gritted their teeth, stepped back, and moved forward again!
"when--"

"呲-"

Knife! Sword! Boom! Ring!

Yuya and Artes rubbed against each other, Chang Yufeng and Wanzhang glared at the same time, staring at each other's eyes, gritting their teeth and retracting their arms, preparing to swing again.

This time, the teeth of Yuya really bit Artes, which made Wanzhang chuckle, and Chang Yufeng realized the horror of Yuya.

At this moment, the blade named Hell's Fang actually cracked a gap from the edge of the serrated blade, like a bloody mouth with serrated fangs, vowing to swallow Artes who was swinging at it.

As soon as Artes was restrained, Wanzhang hit Chang Yufeng's lower abdomen with his knee. It was at this moment that Chang Yufeng was shocked to find that Artes could not be pulled anymore. He suddenly held Artes tighter, trying to pull away again.

Every swordsman knows what it means to lose a weapon in a life-and-death duel.

This is also the real horror of Yuya.

When the mighty knee hit him, Chang Yufeng broke out in cold sweat on his back, but he was unable to dodge it, and the hard bone of the knee hit the soft side of his lower abdomen!

one strike!
Chang Yufeng's cold sweat stopped coming out, but the pain made his lower abdomen tremble and shrink back. His body tilted down, but was knocked back to the original position by the next knee!
Two strikes! Three strikes!
Gastric juice and traces of blood oozed out of Chang Yufeng's mouth. He then reacted and quickly struck down Wanzhang's knee with his left elbow. Then he turned Artes with force. Artes lived up to everyone's expectations and suppressed Hellfang with its sharpness. It cut Hellfang's teeth while turning and instantly pulled itself out from under Hellfang's bloody mouth.

Therefore, Chang Yufeng jumped back quickly, trying to create some distance between himself and Wanzhang, but Wanzhang was not willing to let go of the opportunity to attack easily, and he stepped forward quickly. A sharp dagger suddenly appeared in Chang Yufeng's eyes, and Wanzhang, with the Hell Fang in his right hand and a dagger in his left hand, smiled horribly and sinisterly.

When using the knee strike!
Wanzhang was actually able to pull the dagger out from the side of his calf.

If he didn't turn Artes to pull it out of the Hellfang, you can imagine what would happen next.

That must be the crazy stabbing of the dagger, from the neck to the head, wanting to be a bouquet of blood.

This made Chang Yufeng feel scared. He gritted his teeth, but could only swing Artes' left to knock the dagger out from in front of him. The dagger was not an ordinary item, and it was only knocked down quickly by Artes.

Wanzhang's terrifying smile suddenly appeared in front of him as the dagger disappeared. Chang Yufeng opened his eyes wide, but his hands and feet had to retreat again. He pressed the ground with the tip of the sword and, with the help of Artes, really distanced himself from Wanzhang.

Wanzhang followed quickly, not giving Chang Yufeng a chance to breathe.

He stepped forward, released the Hell Fang, pulled the chain of the Hell Fang, swung it in the air, and threw it out with great precision. The sharp blade of the Hell Fang pointed directly at Chang Yufeng's head. Within five steps, as long as Chang Yufeng lost his concentration, the Hell Fang would pierce his head and his head would explode. Chang Yufeng gritted his teeth, and Artes, who had just shot down the dagger, swung right with all his strength, and the Hell Fang knocked the Hell Fang sideways at a distance of centimeters from his eyes.

And it was at this moment that Artes and Hellfang collided again, and suddenly, a beautiful light flashed in front of Chang Yufeng's eyes.

The light stained the green mud, like exploding fireworks, flickering, bursting, and dissipating in an instant, leaving Chang Yufeng with a moment of suffocation.

Afterwards, Chang Yufeng pulled away from the first-hand confrontation, and the ten-thousand-foot-long dagger and Yuya were trembling from the blows and had to end.

"Puff--" Chang Yufeng spat out the stomach and blood in his mouth. The liquid hit the stone, splashing out gold and green spots.

He held his lower abdomen, tasting the fishy taste of his own blood for no reason.

Wanzhang's hands trembled a few times, but soon calmed down, and he was also breathing softly because of several extreme movements.

However, Chang Yufeng was at a disadvantage, so his smile became even more terrifying and sinister.

It's like a bloodthirsty demon, completely different from the dignified Wanzhang.

"Hahahaha - Lord of the White Spirit - come on ~ come and make the prophecy come true ~ hehe hahahahahaha -"

Wanzhang's voice also became sharp. He turned the dagger in his hand and placed the Yuya at an angle to his thigh, as if preparing to launch a second attack.

Chang Yufeng suffered a great loss, so naturally he didn't want to say anything more, but since Wanzhang provoked him, he had to respond with gritted teeth.

"Humph! It's still very early!"

Chang Yufeng stood up, and only then did he truly realize that someone he had just met for the first time would want to kill him.

Perhaps this is the charm of the little-known prophecy.

[Prophecy!] It was like a disease that could drive people crazy, bewitching those who knew about it, and trying their best to tear Chang Yufeng apart and destroy him.

This is a...what a...

It makes people...

Exciting things...

“Hahahahaha…hahahahahahahaha—”

Chang Yufeng realized this and suddenly burst into laughter. He stood up straight while laughing and raised his head to show this sudden realization even more crazily!
Lin Er...

Have you ever experienced...

Must be with...

The bewitched person...

The feeling of a life-and-death struggle...

“So that’s how it is…hahahahahahahahahaha—”

For a moment, he seemed to see a girl's face.

How kind that girl is, but she has to face...

The endless suffering...

"Demon, first level, open!"

As a reminder, Lin'er is not a purely righteous character. She is very nice, but she will also make mistakes and be punished. In the memories of the Heavenly Palace chapter, "Lin'er" named Yu Su had not yet met the [King], and her mistakes were related to the [Tower of Babel].

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