Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 605
Zhao Defang gritted his teeth so hard that blood gushed from the jaws. A sentence seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth, but when the words fell, a weapon was already called out in his hand.

A soul-stimulating death sickle, with a dark body, released waves of demonic energy, and the black energy climbed along the trend, almost engulfing the person in it in an instant.

"Go, Death Scythe, cut off that thief's head for me, and use his blood to pay homage to your exit!"

He spoke faintly, with a chilly voice, but at this moment, the death scythe in his hand seemed to understand it, trembling and mourning, and suddenly releasing black energy, this thing seemed to be alive for a moment, and after a while, Suddenly there was a whistling sound, and the flying scroll shot out, and the target was Leng Feng who was in the void in the distance.

And Leng Feng, who was looking at the battle from the void at this time, did not join the battle.

With his cultivation base, he is very self-aware. Now that he is on the stage, what he can do is really limited, and he may put himself in danger, so he might as well stay above the void.

Down there are Condensed Phases who can support the scene, and Faying Patriarchs are on top to suppress major events. They are the main force in this battle, and they are the key to victory or defeat.

But at this time, he is not idle, he also has his own things to do, he is watching, to see, among the monsters he brought, which one is powerful and which one has room for cultivation.

After all, anyone, any monster is classified as Liangxiu, and since he has recruited it into the lineage of Shu Dao, as its master, he must do his duty and cultivate it well.

One is to give Shu Dao a lineage, inherit it for thousands of years, and continue the incense, and the other is that he wants to cultivate strength for himself. If he can cultivate a few more ancestors of Faying among them, he will not only run amok in the East China Sea in the future, but Founding a sect and establishing a sect is also an existence of Megatron in the East China Sea.

However, when he was looking at his subordinates, there was a sudden sound of wind in his ears, and the wind hit, like a steel knife scraping bones, scraping bones and cutting flesh, causing them to die for a while.

"Not good!" He said badly in secret, and he quickly looked up, but saw the black wind in front of him, the vitality was surging, and the black wind was blowing his bones, which almost suffocated him. At this moment, in an instant, he felt desperate .

Patriarch Faying, the power of a thunder strike cannot be described in words, it can produce miracles, and facing such a blow, Leng Feng, not to mention just a mere foundation building cultivation, even a condensed phase, cannot bear it of.

Moreover, Zhao Defang hated him to the core. The death scythe was fired with such power that he was able to pour five levels of power into it, and this five levels of power, even the ancestor of Jidao or Yun Lantian, must concentrate , handle with care.

In this way, it is understandable for him to feel his strength coldly, and feel hopeless in his heart. If it were someone else, he would have closed his eyes and waited to die, but it is really impossible for him.

Seeing that the death scythe was only a few feet away from him, Leng Feng swept away his fear, and his despair was forcibly suppressed by him, he gritted his steel teeth, his eyes instantly became firm, he took advantage of the situation, and recited a spell.

The vision appeared instantly, but I saw that following the person's incantation, when the spell was pinched, the dantian was there, and suddenly there was a whistling sound, and a square armor suddenly shot out from the dantian, almost in the blink of an eye At that time, he was tightly covered and wrapped in armor.

The Jidao Yin-Yang Armor is Leng Feng's strongest life-saving means, and after the Jidao Patriarch unseals it, Leng Feng can use it with his current cultivation. Of course, using this treasure will cost a lot.

But compared to life and death, this price is nothing, if it is really possible to not die, lying on the bed for a year or so, it is also cost-effective.

The battle armor was attracted by Leng Feng's essence and blood. Once it was born, it did not feel ashamed of its blood essence.

Jinmang won a big victory, Leng Feng instantly turned into a golden man, although he was not tall, but he gave birth to an unusually strong aura, the air was boiling within a radius of about ten feet.

But at this time, Zhao Defang's death scythe, with the power to destroy the dead, had already arrived at Leng Feng's approach. In an instant, one black and one gold, two different colors collided loudly.

Boom boom boom...

Immediately, there were continuous explosions, and the two forces were at a stalemate in the void. Where the cold front was, the space seemed to be torn apart, turning into a black and yellow world.

The splendor for a moment overwhelmed the tens of thousands of people fighting in the field, and everyone's eyes were attracted by it for a while, and they all turned their heads to look at it.

"Cold Front!"

"Cold Front!"

And when Ji Dao Patriarch, Yun Lantian, saw this scene, the two were horrified, shouted almost at the same time, and then wanted to help, but firstly, there were still opponents pestering them, and secondly, they were not in a hurry, just If you can watch this with your eyes and pray in your heart, that person will be fine, and that person will be able to hold on to this.

The sound of explosions and the force of the impact lasted for a long time. In the end, even though the Jidao Yin-Yang Armor was very strong, it was no match for the power of Zhao Defang's Death Scythe. The barrier was forced by the trend.

In an instant, Leng Feng was covered with yin and yang armor, the armor was dim, and the person was directly surrounded by the death scythe.

While the black air was churning, he buried him, completely engulfed by the black air released by the death scythe.

"Damn it, Zhao Defang, you hurt my disciple, I can't spare you, I want your life!" Seeing that Leng Feng's life was at stake, the Jidao patriarch went berserk, forced the opponent back with a palm, and turned around to kill Zhao Defang .

"There is another suzerain, I will never disturb you, Zhao Defang!" Yunlan Tianzhen retreated from Zhao Deming, and followed the Jidao Patriarch.

At this time, there were also people running towards where Zhao Defang and Leng Feng were. Naturally, these were his newly recruited subordinates, such as Qing Muzi, Ru Bai Muzi, and Zi Muzi, the three Faying ancestors.

Once they recognized the master, they were already determined to follow and protect each other through life and death, now that their master was in distress, how could they just stand by and watch, naturally disregarding life and death, they wanted to save Leng Feng.

However, it was too late, too slow, they were still far away from this place at the moment, the so-called distance cannot quench their thirst, if they waited until they arrived, Leng Feng would have already been turned into a pulp by the death scythe.

And Zhao Defang also thought so, and expected so, with an arrogant face, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and said while laughing: "Haha, it's too late, it's too late, none of you can save him today!"

"Hmph, I don't think so. If you want to kill me, you first need to see if you have the ability!"

Just when he was rampant, the voice hadn't finished yet, but Leng Feng, who was surrounded by the death scythe and surrounded by black air, snorted coldly and spoke in a deep voice.

This sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Zhao Defang suddenly stopped speaking.

(End of this chapter)