Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 633 Lost Fate Formation

"brush."

However, an illusory short blade suddenly appeared, cut through his spiritual barrier, and pierced into his throat.

The blade trembled, and the head of this beginner Han Hai was cut off by the blade and flew up.

"flutter."

By the time the blood splattered, the killer had disappeared.

In addition, the leader Han Hai middle-ranker turned his head, and frantically launched an attack on the illusory sky.But what comes with it is only the branches and leaves of the big tree and endless disappointment.

Han Hai Chujie fell down, and his head also fell on the ground. He rolled forward a few meters before he stopped.

The two Hanhai middle-rankers just glanced at it, and then flew away immediately.This is a tomb, and they don't want to stay here.

Feng Ting and Li Wan in the canopy looked at each other, Feng Ting smiled calmly, and Li Wan reluctantly nodded.The two encouraged each other's courage and strength.

With a pale face, Li Yue also smiled at the two of them and gave a thumbs up.

The branches and leaves that were shot down by the two Hanhai middle ranks fell down one after another, quickly burying the corpse.

Li Yue pointed to the position in front of them, where two branches had been cut off, revealing a gap.

Feng Ting nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Li Wan and Li Yue felt a little more relaxed now, the sniping just now had proved that the strong men in this forest were no longer at their peak.

The elementary level of Hanhai no longer has the reaction and defense power of the elementary level of Hanhai, so the elementary level of Wujiang must also lose the defense and attack power of the elementary level of Wujiang.

The waiting continued, the siege continued, and the sniping continued.Everything seems to be a well-designed script, and everything is staged according to the script, and there is basically not much to check.

For the next month, the sniping continued.Another six people were killed, and these six people were all in the vast sea realm.Among them, killing a high-ranking Hanhai, it took a total of seven surprise attacks before he was considered killed.

The canopy of the big tree where the three of Feng Ting were hiding had been completely destroyed by the opponent's counterattacks.

Just when Li Wan and Li Yue thought they had nowhere to hide, they might have to explain the sniping.Feng Ting took the two of them and hid in the tree holes of these five big trees.

At this time, Li Wan and Li Yue realized that not only the crown of the tree can hide, but also the hole of the tree.However, the location of the tree hole is not as high as the crown of the tree after all, and it is only a dozen meters above the ground.This position is too close to the enemy.

But seeing that Feng Ting was very confident, they couldn't raise any doubts.

After staying in the tree hole for two hours, a mid-level Hanhai appeared.

This man was the leader of the first group, and he was the only one left in the first group.Moreover, he had already been attacked once, and the gown on his body was stained with a lot of blood.Fear and exhaustion hung on his face, and he looked very embarrassed.

In Han Hai's eyes, although there are trees all around, even the sky is covered with trees.But the thick fallen leaves on the ground made him vigilant.He felt that this place looked familiar, as if he had been here before.

In fact, this feeling can be felt anytime and anywhere. In the past three months, no matter where he is, he feels familiar and can smell the smell of blood.But here, he felt something was different.

He wanted to leave immediately, but just as soon as he thought about it.Two figures appeared, a man and a woman, moving so fast that he was dazzled.He wanted to retreat immediately, to escape from here.

"brush."

But the sharp edge of spiritual power had already arrived, if he was in peak condition, he might be able to take this hard.But not right now, he had to block it.With a shake of his palms, a spiritual power barrier stood in front of him.

"Bang bang."

The sharp edge hit the barrier, but there were two muffled sounds.This meant that there were two attacks, and there was a strong vibration in his barrier.

"brush."

An illusory light cut through his already unstable barrier, and a phantom black soldier arrived at his chest.

He backed up, and at the same time withdrew his right hand, holding the black weapon horizontally with his index finger and middle finger.

The left hand also slapped out casually. This was the closest he was to the opponent, and he felt that the opponent could no longer avoid his palm.

"boom."

Feng Ting did not avoid the slap, he was slapped for life.Because the fog gu blade on his right hand was caught by the opponent, so he was not knocked into the air.

This was completely beyond the expectation of this middle-level Han Hai, because Feng Ting hadn't let go of the fog gu blade, and it was still in front of his eyes.

For more than three months, he was too afraid of these two people.So my heart is bound to be more panicked.

Li Wan's sharp edge had arrived and pierced into the back of this middle-level Han Hai.

"what!"

Intermediate Han Hai let out a cry, and Feng Ting took advantage of the situation and slapped Intermediate Han Hai on his lower abdomen.

"Bang bang."

The middle-level palm of Han Hai also hit Feng Ting's chest again, and he hit Feng Ting's chest twice in a row. He just wanted to kill Feng Ting.

But Feng Ting is so easy to kill, he has healing flames in his body, as long as he is not killed immediately, he can heal himself.

Han Hai middle-level thought that he could kill Feng Ting, and then deal with Li Wan.At least he still had a chance, but Feng Ting didn't die, and even snatched back the Mist Gu Blade, and immediately stabbed in.

"brush."

The fog gu blade pierced the chest of Intermediate Han Hai, and Intermediate Han Hai was even more terrified. He didn't understand why Feng Ting could be so strong and immortal.

Li Wan's spiritual long knife also arrived, cutting across Han Hai's middle-ranker's neck.

Feng Ting then slapped the middle-ranked body of Han Hai flying away.

The first group was completely wiped out. After the first attack, there was no need to return to the hiding place immediately, which made Li Wan feel very relieved.

Liyue in the tree hole saw only her sister and Feng Ting below, and stuck her head out for the first time.

"No one is coming, let Li Yue come down for a walk." Li Wan felt sorry for her sister, and asked Feng Ting for instructions in silent spoken language.

"En." Feng Ting did not speak silently, but spoke.

Both Li Wan under the tree and Li Yue inside the tree cave were taken aback. They hadn't spoken to each other for more than three months.Hearing Feng Ting speak at this moment, he felt very cordial.

"You can talk now!" Li Wan asked in surprise.

"They are completely fascinated by the formation now, even if they hear us talking, they probably won't wake up." Feng Ting said calmly.

"That's great!" Li Wan cleared her throat, and waved to Li Yue in the tree cave: "Come down."

"I'm here!" Li Yue had been waiting for this day for a long time, she flew out of a tree hole more than ten meters high like a butterfly, and landed in front of Li Wan.

At this time, Feng Ting took out a cloth bag from the waist of this middle-level Han Hai.He got a few drops of blood from Han Hai Middle Stage, dripped it on the cloth bag, and injected it with spiritual energy.

"Click it..."

The cloth bag made a clicking sound, like someone pushing a wooden door that hadn't been opened for a long time.

Both Li Wan and Li Yue recognized the cloth bag as a spatial artifact, and Feng Ting was trying to open this spatial artifact.Generally, only the owner of the space spirit weapon can open it. Unless the owner authorizes others, others cannot open it at all.

But judging by Feng Ting's appearance, he should be able to open this spatial artifact.

"Click it..."

Feng Ting was injecting spiritual energy crazily, he was obviously struggling, and his face was a little pale.

"Do you need my help?" Li Wan asked.

"Need not."

Feng Ting continued to hold on.

"Crack it."

Finally, a smile appeared on Feng Ting's face, and he shook the bag lightly.The mouth of the cloth bag opened, and he pushed his hand deep into it.After touching for a while, he took out a jade slip.

Then, he dripped a few drops of Hanhai middle-level blood on the jade slips, and then began to inject patterns and characters into the jade slips.

Li Wan and Li Yue couldn't understand what the lines were, but they vaguely saw the text.

Yu An was connected to the Demon Realm, colluded with demon disciples, and was ashamed of the sect.

Li Wan and Li Yue immediately understood that Feng Ting was framing, but they were all surprised.Everyone has different cultivation bases, different auras, and different exercises. The most important thing is these lines.That is, each sect has many unique pattern marks, and the pattern marks mastered by each person are different.

Therefore, it is impossible for Feng Ting to know the pattern mark of this middle-level Han Hai, so the planted jade slip he made can be easily seen as a fake.

Li Wan asked: "Is this possible?"

"it should be OK."

Li Wan said puzzledly: "You don't know his own unique markings. You made these literary theories, and Jun Tianzong's people can tell if they are fake at a glance."

"Don't we have some real ones? Show the real ones to Jun Tianzong, and show the fake ones to others." Feng Ting laughed.

Li Wan and Li Yue immediately understood, and they all praised Feng Ting's trick as dark enough.Show the real ones to Jun Tianzong, Jun Tianzong has confirmed the real ones, and then show the fake ones to others, and others may think that these fake ones are also real.

"Brother Feng, is there any other treasure in this person's storage bag?" Li Yue asked with a smile.

"Yes, but I can't watch it now. When the matter is over, I will give you all the contents and bags." Feng Ting laughed.

"Thank you, Brother Feng." Li Yue immediately thanked him happily.

"I've given it to you, can it be used?" Li Wan didn't forget to pour cold water on Li Yue.

"I'll be able to use it when I reach the Changhe Realm." Li Yue laughed.

"Okay, take it back." Feng Ting said.

"it is good."

Li Wan pulled Li Yue back to the tree hole.

Feng Ting kicked the corpse aside, covered it with fallen leaves and branches, and returned to the tree hole.

Li Wan looked at the thick fallen leaves and branches on the ground, and said, "The smell of blood here is too strong. When they come here, they may feel that this is a slaughterhouse."

"In fact, in this forest, there is blood everywhere. No matter where they are, they will smell blood. Whether they will find that this place is a slaughterhouse depends on their luck." Feng Ting Said.

"I see." Li Wan nodded, and then asked: "What kind of formation is this, and why is it so terrifying?"

"Missing Destiny Formation." Feng Ting replied.

"Misty Fate Formation!"

Both Li Wan and Li Yue looked at Feng Ting in shock. They would think of what they had seen and known in the past three months, and found that this formation was indeed their destiny for the strong men of Jun Tianzong.

(End of this chapter)