Chapter 155 Escape

What Jing Yuan shows at present is really not like the destructive power that can be caused by a Huajing monk, and what worries the fat man most is that on Jing Yuan's body, with the increase of golden light, the whole space also begins to shake, as if it is crushing towards the fat man. His face changed dramatically, and the fat man's pupils contracted in an instant. He shouted loudly. The flame of death burned crazily on his body and did not dare to relax at all. Then, in front of the fat man, the sound of the broken Buddha glass sounded. The fat man saw that in front of him, the space collapsed under the burning of the flame of death and took a cold breath. The fat man looked at Jing Yuan, who was already in front of him, and roared, "At most half a quarter of an hour. If you can't get ready, we'll all die here."

After saying that, behind the fat man, the virtual death beast shadow slowly appeared, but at the moment of his appearance, he poured into the fat man's body and did not stay in the outside world and became the god of death. When he saw the fat man incorporating the shadow of the god of death into his body, Xu Bin's heart moved. If it hadn't been for this magical power, it would not have been an easy time for the fat man to defeat Xu Bin. After seeing the abnormality of the fat man, the witch wind that had been sinking into the water was also moved. He could feel the anger emerging from the fat man at this time. Xi is completely different from just now.

His eyes turned into a green ghost fire, and the fat man's body also began to float in the sky. The black flame burned along the giant sword, as if it would never be extinguished. With a cold hum, the fat man suddenly waved his knife at the rushing Jing Yuan. Jing Yuan, who had never cared about the fat man's attack, finally reacted, as if He didn't want to take the fat man's move. The direction of the impact actually changed. He gave up Wu Feng and went to Xu Bin instead.

With a frown, the giant sword in the fat man's hand began to become a veritable black sword. After the black flame completely enveloped the giant sword, the fat man shouted softly, swept it, and cut into the well in the distance. The shield formed by the golden light suddenly emitted light, as if it was the same as the giant sword in the fat man's hand. At a higher level, seeing this scene, the fat man couldn't help but feel relieved. The victory of this battle lies not in the personal courage of the fat man, but in the follow-up magic power of Xu Bin and Wu Feng. With his current strength, although it may cause some trouble to Jing Yuan, it is absolutely impossible to defeat or repel it. After Jing Yuan's strength, the fat man has lost the mood to kill him. As long as he can scare him away, it is already the highest expectation.

The giant sword collided with the shield condensed by golden light. This was also the first time that the fat man came into direct contact with this power. It was very hard, but it could change its shape at will. The fat man's shock was beyond words. Under the attack of the fat man, the golden shield fluctuated, but in the end it was not completely broken. He snorted coldly. The fat man was ready to move now. If even Jing Yuan's turtle shell could not be broken, the fat man would have come to this nameless ghost domain. After the giant sword touched the golden shield, the black flame immediately spread up, but in a moment, the whole golden shield was full of black death flame, and it seemed that there was a possibility of collapse at any time.

Unexpectedly, when the fat man was about to get it, there was a loud noise, but the fat man flew backwards out for no reason. The blood in his mouth spit out like a Buddha for free, and said hoarsely, "This guy will use the power of space, which is similar to magic. Don't be He locked it!!"

Just now, when the fat man's last blow was about to attack, a kind of confinement force suddenly appeared on the fat man's body, similar to being locked by the magic, but this power completely disappeared after less than a breath, and the fat man also flew out directly as if he had been bombarded in the void.

His face changed, and Wu Feng said, "It's the stirring of the sky. The point is pierced. How can there be a monster who can use immortal art in this fairy pool?"

Just after saying that, Wu Feng's pupil suddenly contracted and suddenly took a step back. But at the moment he retreated, Wu Feng's clothes also began to turn into powder, revealing Wu Feng's body, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. Wu Feng smiled ferociously; "It's really empty stirring. In this case, our chances of winning are very big. More."

After hearing Wu Feng's words, Xu Bin, who was beside him, changed his expression and smiled bitterly, "A Jing Yuan who can't use fairy art can force us to this extent, not to mention Jing Yuan who can use fairy art?"

Wu Feng retreated slowly, but his eyes did not leave Jing Yuan's body for a moment. He resolutely did not give him a chance to sneak up on him again. After recovering, he replied, "If he didn't use fairy art, I can't be sure whether he has got the inheritance of immortals. If not, our trouble will be It will be bigger, because the war monster who has not obtained the inheritance of immortality can be said to have a very high resistance to immortality. If he obtains the inheritance of immortality, his resistance to immortality will completely disappear. That is to say, our immortality can actually cause great damage to him.

What Wu Feng said is undoubtedly good news, but in this case, no one can be happy. No matter whether the Jingyuan has not obtained the inheritance of immortals, his strength is here. He is so strong that the Taoist monks have to look at it differently. Several monks who are not in Huajing want to repel him. The old one is even more difficult.

Pretense not to see the decline of morale, there were more spiritual fluctuations on Wu Feng's body. He sighed softly. The fat man was also a decisive person. Naturally, he understood the meaning of Wu Feng. Now in this state of strong enemy and weak, if he even loses his heart to victory, it can be said to be a real loss.

At this point, the fat man nodded and said, "Yes, although this Jingyuan's physical strength is strong, if Ruos does not have resistance to immortality, it will not be so terrible. You are ready to release quickly, and I will delay it."

After saying that, the fat man rushed up with the giant sword again. At this time, the golden shield in front of Jing Yuan was finally burned by the flame of death. Seeing that the damn golden power disappear, the fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief. Let alone whether this guy has any other abilities, but it is the golden light alone. Mang has made the fat man feel very tricky. Fortunately, it has completely dissipated now.

After the golden power completely dissipated, Jing Yuan's forward trend also completely stopped. I think that the golden power is the card that supports his unscrupulous forward rush. Now that he doesn't have that layer of power, with his physical strength, he wants to resist the fat man after becoming a god of death. Obviously, Jing Yuan can't think it's not very good. OK.

Just behind the fat man, Xu Bin and Wu Feng put more and more pressure on him, which made Jing Yuan anxious. His pale eyes suddenly looked at the fat man, and his body suddenly trembled. A feeling of locking himself came to his mind again, thinking of the one he had just touched. With great strength, the fat man roared softly and then retreated, but this time, the fat man's luck was not as good as that of Wu Feng. His body was bombarded by a giant hammer and flew straight backwards.

Seeing that the fat man was hit for the second time, Xu Bin couldn't help twitching at the corners of his mouth. After the fat man became a god of death, his physical strength could be said to be extremely strong, but he was still silently bombarded. If this Jingyuan attacked him, Xu Bin was afraid to think about it.

It's just that this didn't happen. The fat man immediately summoned a split after flying out, trying to delay the pace of Jing Yuan's attack, but the fat man's split could not resist Jing Yuan and was broken in an instant.

Fortunately, after the fat man's split was broken, Wu Feng was finally ready. In Wu Feng's hand, a blue flying sword kept rolling in his hand. After the blue flying sword appeared, Jing Yuan finally stopped the crazy attack. Obviously, Wu Feng's flying sword brought great pressure to him.

And Xu Bin also began to depict the magic patterns of summoning the ancient guardians with the sword of eternal life in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, the fat man was finally relieved. If Xu Bin was asked to summon the ancient guardian, even if they couldn't beat Jingyuan today, they could retreat completely. After the appearance of the blue flying sword, Wu Feng's face was obviously a little depressed. Obviously, summoning this flying sword was also a big burden for him. He commanded the flying sword to rush to Jing Yuan. After seeing it, Jing Yuan hesitated for a moment and did not retreat. He wanted to fight against the flying sword with his body.

Jing Yuan's behavior naturally fell into the eyes of Wu Feng. The blue flying sword flew in front of Jing Yuan with a remnant shadow of the Buddha, while Jing Yuan opened his arms and brazenly supported the attack of the flying sword.

The sound of gold and iron sounded. After attacking Jing Yuan, Wu Feng's flying sword only left a finger deep wound on Jing Yuan's chest. Then no matter how hard Wu Feng tried, the flying sword could not continue to go deeper. On the contrary, the cold power contained on the flying sword made Jing Yuan's body form a thick layer of ice crystals...

Wu Feng's face was ugly, more ugly than ever. He gritted his teeth and said, "He is resistant to fairy art, and he can resist almost 90% of fairy art."

"Damn it! Then we'll beat the hair. Let's run away!!!" After seeing that Wu Feng's fairy art did not cause much trouble to Jing Yuan, the fat man has retreated. In this case, if he continues to choose to attack, it is undoubtedly not the best choice. Strategic retreat is not a good choice.

Shaking his head, Wu Feng said with a wry smile, "He has remembered the breath of us. He will not stop if he doesn't kill us completely. If you think you are faster than his, you can choose to run away."

The fat man did not pay attention to Wu Feng. From the beginning to the fairy, there was no good news in Wu Feng's mouth.

"Xu Bin, after summoning the ancient guardians, escape!"