Chapter 274 See through

"Yin Yi!"

Seeing that Yin Yifan's expression was stunned in an instant, his eyes were also suddenly empty. With his face gradually pale, Yao couldn't help but see a thin stream of sweat slowly oozing out of the former's forehead. At that time, Yao couldn't help shouting, and his body quickly rose up, and the red light soared. As soon as Linglong Yin Ling came out, he attacked Ling Xing, who was looking gloomy at this moment.

If Ling Xing, the famous eight states, only knows the illusory mental illusion attack, it really doesn't deserve that so many people will be afraid of his strength. Seeing that Yao's offensive was coming rapidly, Ling Xing just raised a faint arc on the corners of his mouth, and then shook the jade flute, and a white jade-colored shock wave suddenly bombarded in the direction Yao Wei attacked.

"Boom!"

Red and white intersect, and a circle of strong power after power falls with the roar of the sky, and the rapid radiation disperses. Between the whole mountain forest, the wind raged without warning and swept away in the originally calm trees around.

After a long time, the powerful destructive power caused by the collision of the two powers slowly fell down. Yao couldn't help retreating a few steps, but saw that Ling Xing was motionless. In such a situation of controlling Yin Yifan, he could actually repel the fierce Yao Wei. Such strength, including Jinglei Jingdian, couldn't help trembling in their hearts. With his pupils shrinking slightly, he said to himself, "This Ling Xing's strength is really strong. I'm afraid that 80% of the name of this newcomer will fall on his head. At that time, it is said that he can still get the personal guidance of Lin Ge, who is above 10,000 people under one person, of Xuanji Pavilion. I'm afraid that his strength and status will advance more rapidly in the future.

At the same time, Yin Yifan, who fell into a spiritual fantasy, is also not optimistic. He was nailed to a tombstone in the cemetery. Although he was conscious, he could not move a bit. He could only feel the strangeness and depression around him that went deep into his soul. Even so, as the negative emotions in Yin Yifan's heart were more and more attracted, in this cemetery, just ten feet in front of Yin Yifan, wisps of ghost-fire-like objects slowly condensed a huge figure. Such a gray demon with a figure of dozens of feet, holding a sickle, appeared in front of Yin Yifan.

In the eyes of the former, it was full of tremor at this moment. In the faint light, it reflected the huge demon that suddenly appeared in front of him at this time. On such a distorted face, it seems to be full of resentment and hatred. A cold shining blue and black sickle did not stop for a moment, so it quickly waved to Yin Yifan.

"It's not good."

Seeing the huge sickle wave towards his body in an instant, Yin Yifan couldn't help but feel excited and there was no suspense. If he was cut here, he would probably turn into two halves. Therefore, the thought that filled Yin Yifan's mind for a moment was that he must avoid it.

But in fact, is it so easy to avoid it? The answer is no. With Yin Yifan's death and unable to move his body, the life-eating sickle also scratched Yin Yifan's body without hesitation.

"Hm..."

Feel the severe pain of the body being torn open, Yin Yifan couldn't help humming, and his head couldn't stop sweating. At this time, Yin Yifan's spirit was also hit unprecedentedly. He watched his body being scratched by a sickle, and such a substantial pain reflected into the depths of his soul. However, what was wonderfully, there were no scars on his body when the sickle passed.

But the devil's sickle will not stop. Although Yin Yifan's body will not crack how to cut, he seems to enjoy it and must chop Yin Yifan into meat sauce. With this baptism of sickle, I felt the endless severe pain. At some point, Yin Yifan really wanted to die. Why did he still live? With such a great pain, he must be much easier and happy to die.

For a long time, the death-like sickle finally stopped its movement, and Yin Yifan, who had been nailed to the tombstone, also completely withered. Although there were still no injuries left on his body, his face was paler than death. Such a cold sweat, how many times the heartbreaking pain almost bit his teeth.

"Wow...Wow..."

Under such pain, Yin Yifan was stunned and did not go into a coma. Obviously, how strong his willpower was. The heavy breathing sound, with the intense pain all over his body, Yin Yifan's eyes were empty, and even his lips and teeth trembling. It can be seen that the sickle baptism just a short time seemed to be much deeper than all the pain Yin Yifan had experienced before combined.

"Come again, hehe, why don't you continue?"

After a long time, Yin Yifan seemed to recover a little. Seeing that his eyes suddenly turned into sharp, he slowly raised his eyebrows, looked at the huge demon in front of him, and sneered, "You can't kill me. This is just a spiritual illusion. Sorry, my mental strength is only stronger than yours.

Hearing this, the devil seemed to understand, and his face changed slightly, as if he was a little unbelievable. With the slight shaking of the devil's face, the words composed of Ling Xing's voice suddenly resounded in this cemetery, "Don't be in a hurry to die. It's really boring to end so soon."

"Hahaha..."

Hearing the sound, Yin Yifan laughed wildly, with an irresistible arrogance. A pair of blue eyes stared at the demon in front of him and said coldly, "Baduzhou Lingxing, if I guess correctly, it is also very difficult for you to control such a large spiritual world now. Anyway, you should want to continue to wave your knife to me now, but unfortunately you have enough strength. Because just now, with such extravagance, I'm afraid your mental strength is only enough to barely maintain the illusory world here. It's a pity. If you hold on for a while, I guess it's me who can't stand it first. But now, I can only be very sorry to tell you that you are finished.

"Drink!"

With Yin Yifan's words falling, he suddenly shouted, and his whole body was shocked, and his arms broke away from the nails that nailed him. With the slow landing of the thin shape, Yin Yifan raised his leg and suddenly shook it. The tombstone that had just now suppressed himself was kicked into nothingness in an instant.

"Hi..."

Although he still hasn't got rid of Ling Xing's fantasy, Yin Yifan's figure has really regained his freedom. He took a breath and slowly raised his hand to pass away from the cold sweat on his face. After a long time, with the sharp and piercing eyes suddenly stabbed the body of the huge demon, Yin Yifan's cold words also fell quietly, "How can you people feel the suffering I have suffered since I was a child? However, even so, the death-like feeling you brought to me just now is still very impressive, and it has not subsided at all. I am very grateful. In return, I swear that I have accepted the life of Ling Xing in Badu Prefecture.

"Well, the tone is not small. I'd like to see how you can break my zombie array."

Yin Yifan's opponent is something that Ling Xing has never met among his peers. As soon as he saw that Yin Yifan actually saw through his clue, Ling Xing finally couldn't pretend to be indifferent. Suddenly, he shouted fiercely. The rippling voice surrounded the whole cemetery for a long time, and Yin Yifan's figure in the town couldn't help shaking slightly.

"Is it?"

With a cold arc on the corners of Yin Yifan's mouth, he also slowly meditated on the true meaning of the nine-part heart method [front] [bing] [fighting] in his mind. The third samadhi meeting, motionless; the third Capricorn meeting, optimistic and positive; the interest meeting, brave and bold, coordinating all difficulties.

In an instant, under the implementation of the first three-character truth of the nine-part heart method, Yin Yifan's momentum rose again and again. With such a way to see through everything, the spiritual willpower that penetrated everything suddenly surged up. This area, which was originally full of strange and gloomy graves, gradually dimmed for a moment, and then little by little light penetrated in.

"Ah..."

Just as the fantasy was about to break and the light slowly cleaned the darkness, the huge demon body that was still standing in front of Yin Yifan also dissipated with the wind, turning into dust and fluttering away. What was left was only a sad roar before death.

"Hum..."

With the buzzing of spirit in his mind, Yin Yifan finally returned to a normal state. What he saw when he opened his eyes was the depths of the original wind mountain. And the closest person to me is naturally the originator of the fantasy, Ling Xing, Badu Prefecture. Due to the latter's contempt of the enemy, the fantasy array he arranged was directly seen by Yin Yifan, which of course caused great counterattack on himself. At this moment, with Yin Yifan's complete awakening, under the shocking eyes of a group of onlookers, Ling Xing, who had always been famous, suddenly put his hands on his head and roared sadly, looking very miserable.

"Bum!"

Falling into the enemy is the greatest favor to yourself. As soon as Yin Yifan recovered, he didn't care how depressed his physical condition was. Even if he was completely furious, with the sudden stamp of the soles of his feet, under the crack of the ground along the way, a strong fist with deep blue light, Ling Xing was blown up.

"Wow..."

Feeling that the fist was deeply trapped in Ling Xing's body, the pleasure brought by the flesh and blood squeezing the bone and breaking made Yin Yifan couldn't help screaming.

"Puff..."

With such a positive punch from Yin Yifan, Ling Xing immediately sprayed blood. But what shocked everyone more was that Ling Xing, who had suffered such a devastating blow, could still get up as soon as his body fell backwards, and then disappeared from everyone's sight at an unprecedented speed.