Chapter 2561

In front of me, a clear light like water ripples, wind cold loose sword, as if rolled into a mud whirlpool, only stabbed less than half a foot, can not move forward.

At the same time, the invisible power of Tao came towards him from all directions.

"Tianluo!" Ling Chuxi's hands were printed on the back and closed gently.

That invisible power, like a huge net, will wind cold loose tight shackles up. With the breakthrough of soul breaking technique, Ling Chuxi's Tianluo domain has been improved again.

"How can you still use the domain? Impossible, impossible!" The wind cold pine is frightened to lose color, exclaimed.

In this field, she saw Ling Chuxi exert it once. She was not unfamiliar with it and knew its power. But with Ling Chuxi's remaining vitality, it's good to be able to use a sword. How can he exert his field?

"You said you wanted me to be worse than dead, didn't you? I forgot to tell you, what I'm good at is to make life worse than death. " Ling Chuxi said coldly.

Although she still did not know why Feng lengsong was hostile to her, she knew that the division between the two could not be resolved. It would be a disaster sooner or later if she did not get rid of fenglengsong today, so she was not ready to show mercy.

"Hum, don't forget, your companion is still in my hand, as long as I think about it..." See Ling Chuxi in the eyes of killing, cold pine produced a bit timid, said.

"You can try to kill them." Ling Chuxi said scornfully.

The wind is cold and loose. He wants to use his divine sense to urge the wind shadow sword to kill. However, the sword shadow, which was originally sent and received from the heart, is still in place. Feng lengsong was surprised to find that his spiritual connection with those swords was completely cut off.

How can he compare with Ling Chuxi when it comes to the skill of divine consciousness. Ling Chuxi wanted to break his wind shadow sword with his powerful divine sense of five levels of soul breaking skill.

With a gentle wave, the wind cools the wind, and the shadow of the sword disappears with the wind, as if it had never appeared before.

"Impossible, impossible!" Wind cold pine looking at Ling Chuxi, a cold sweat, incredible said.

"Poof!" Not far away, JieFei yingmeng spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his body fell back. Zhuo Fanglin's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he quickly helped her.

People noticed that a faint light was emerging from her body. Like the colorful clouds floating up and falling thousands of drizzles, under the rain, everyone feels that the clear and fresh current full of vitality of the road flows into the meridians, and the vitality recovers at a speed of 10 times and 100 times. Song Ke's sword wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In addition, he was already a saint level body. With only a few breaths, the wound was healed and no scar was left.

"The rain changes into rain, so you are a master!" Feng Leng song looks at Jie Feiying and says with gnashing teeth.

Ling Chuxi and Ziyin finally react. No wonder Jie Feiying has the strength of the holy rank, but her combat effectiveness is so low. It turns out that she is specialized in the field of cultivation, and she is still practicing in this field.

When the strength reaches their level, they usually cultivate the field to enhance their attack or defense. However, the cultivation of skills is different. They spend most of their energy in the cultivation field, and their combat power is one level lower than other experts at the same level. However, their field is much stronger than that of others.

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