0027 Fight against Erlang God

Ling Feng stepped on the Lingbo microwave and shuttled through the clouds unrestrainedly. The Erlang god Yang Jian caught up from behind. He quietly raised the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand directly from behind, and split at Ling Feng.

"Hmm, let's see if you can avoid it this time?" Yang Jian showed a strange smile at the corners of his mouth, but his knife was very meaningful, because he did not split it vertically from above, but cut it across. He expected that Ling Feng would move to the left or to the right.

But no matter which direction he moves, he is dead!

However, the real meaning of Lingbo's microstep is to judge the direction of the wind, that is, the position of the attack, with the help of subtle airflow changes around the body.

Ling Feng stepped slightly under his feet, and a wind behind him was sneaking. Although the slight wind change had been controlled by Erlang God, it was still sensed by Ling Feng. He took advantage of the wind and easily dodged the knife from behind.

There was a slight surprise sound of Erlang Shen behind him, and then the two of them changed their physical methods and disappeared 3 million miles away from the Doushui Palace, all the way to the sky.

"If you have the guts, don't run away!" The voice of Erlang God behind him came, but he was already a little tired and out of breath. After all, he had just fought with the old gentleman, and he was slapped by this guy because of the enemy. At this time, his chest injury relapsed.

Ling Feng suddenly turned his head and said, "Okay, if you don't run, don't run. You follow me like a butt worm. What do you want..." Ling Feng also stopped, and it was really boring to run like this.

As soon as Ling Feng turned around, before he finished a word, he saw the Erlang God holding a two-edged knife and ran straight over and cut it on his shoulder fiercely. The three-pointed two-edged knife went straight through after cutting Ling Feng's left shoulder!

Yang Jian succeeded with a move, and then raised a fist and bombarded Ling Feng's chest heavily. Ling Feng spit out a mouthful of blood. His chest was suddenly hit into a 'concave' shape by the huge force. Yang Jian hit him again with another fist, like a rag bag, directly blasted Ling Feng out.

The blood in Ling Feng's mouth gushed out like a spring. After being punched by Erlang Shen, he fell to the ground heavily, and his mind was blurred.

Erlang Shen's face showed a proud look. He stepped forward and appeared in front of Ling Feng again. He grabbed Ling Feng's collar, picked him up directly from the ground, and punched Ling Feng on the chest with a heavy punch.

Ling Feng's chest was hit hard twice in a row, and three of his ribs were broken, but the blood in his mouth was so coughed that he could no longer cough. There was a blur in front of him, and his vision gradually blurred.

'Boom!' Another heavy punch, Ling Feng's whole body was scattered, and his whole body was no longer unconscious, and then a severe pain spread all over his body. Finally, he couldn't help screaming,

"Ah~"

Yang Jian hit Ling Feng in the chest again and said, "Humph, do you think you are very good? Do you think it's great to eat a few elixirs? If Ben Xingjun hadn't been seriously injured by the old man, would it be up to you? I can pinch you to death with one finger!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, raised his fist heavily, and bombarded Ling Feng again.

'Bang' was another punch, and Ling Feng only felt that the eight abdominal muscles in his chest were about to crack.

'Bang' Yang Jian's fifth punch finally came out. Ling Feng had no blood to vomit at this time, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.

Ling Feng only felt dizzy in front of him, but he was unable to fight again, and he did not have the strength to use Lingbo to escape in a short step. Only then did he deeply realize that Erlang God, as a god of law enforcement, was really powerful. In his hands, he was as weak as pinching a chicken.

This is still in the case that Yang Jian was seriously injured by Lao Jun!

"You, aren't you going to take me back to Lingxiao Hall? How can you go back to life after killing me..." Ling Feng saw that the guy wanted to raise his fist again. It seems that he will never stop if he doesn't kill himself.

"Hahaha,... You have eaten so many elixirs, and your skills have suddenly increased by hundreds of times. Those elixirs need to be obtained by refining millions of years with the best precious medicinal herbs."

"It's a pity that you got all your skills for nothing, but you don't know how to understand the skills. Instead of wasting these precious elixirs on your waste, it's better to pass on all your skills to me. How about it?" After Yang Jian said that, he stretched out his hand and put out a palm and pressed it on Ling Feng's chest.

"Ah~"

The heartbreaking pain came, so that Qiang Ru Ling Feng couldn't help screaming. He only felt that Yang Jian's hand pressed on his chest was as hot as a burning iron. He endured the pain and said a few words hard,

"It turns out that it's fake that you want to steal the elixir, but it's true that you want to absorb my skills!"

"Do you understand now? I'm afraid it's too late, hey hey!" Yang Jian poked out a palm and pressed it on Ling Feng's chest. There was a greedy smile on the corners of his mouth and said,

"Even a little elixir can increase the power of 10,000 years, while a great elixir can enhance the power of a million years. Tut... I don't know how many elixirs you have so lucky?"

Ling Feng felt that all the skills in his body were sucked away by Yang Jian. Hearing Yang Jian finally say his original face, although Ling Feng felt funny, he had no choice. Now he was not only severely damaged by Yang Jian, but also weak in pain all over his body. He didn't even have the strength to move, and he couldn't resist at all!

"Well, let him suck it." Ling Feng had no choice but to slowly close his eyes.

Erlang God felt the fairy power in his body and gradually became fuller. He couldn't help laughing, "One million years of power! A million years of power, hahaha... Taishang Laojun, you wait for me, and I will avenge today's revenge..."

Erlang Shen was having a beautiful dream, thinking about who to revenge on. At the same time, he kept sucking the power from Ling Feng's body through the palm of his hand. However, he pressed Ling Feng's chest and suddenly stopped and couldn't help trembling. He said in a panic,

"This, what the hell is going on?"

Yang Jian said with a shocked look that the original power in Lingfeng Dantian was constantly converging from his palm to his body, which absorbed the power well, but suddenly he could not absorb it.

This is not the main thing. The most important thing is that a strange anti-cyclone suction came from this guy's body for no reason. The power that had been inhaled in Yang Jian's body was constantly sucked back by the anti-cyclone. In the blink of an eye, 100,000 years of power, 200,000 years Power, 300,000 years of power... is rapidly losing!

Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, opened his eyes wide and looked at those inexplicably. He had been sucked into his own power in Dantian, and was sucked away again inexplicably and strangely. He sucked back into the human body. Yang Jian couldn't help but be inexplicably shocked,

"What,...how can it be like this? What the hell is going on!"

But this is still not complete. The strange and strange power not only returned the power that had been sucked into Yang Jian's body, but also sucked away the power that originally belonged to Yang Jian himself.

Yang Jian was unwilling. That strange power was like sucking a whale in the sea. 100,000 years of power, 200,000 years of power, 300,000 years of power... In a blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of years of power were sucked away!

This time, it's true that stealing chickens can't eat rice!

Erlang Shen was anxious. His forehead was sweating, but there was nothing he could do. The strange anti-cyclone wind not only did not stop, but also stuck to his hand and tried his best to suck away the power in his body. Yang Jian just wanted to let go now, and I guess he couldn't help it.

"At this time, if you have to push it away, unless both parties release it at the same time!" Erlang God looked at Ling Feng, who was lying on the ground and fainted, and gritted his teeth with hatred. This guy had obviously been seriously injured by himself and had no power to retiate, but how could he have such strange power on his body?

Yang Jian looked at the power in his Dantian's body and was sucked away by the guy who had only one breath left on the ground. There was a pain in his heart like cutting meat, which was the power saved by hundreds of thousands of years of hard work!

If you continue to let it go like this, who knows when this guy will wake up? He finally gritted his teeth, raised his other hand heavily, patted Ling Feng on the shoulder, and forcibly cut off the power output.

Ling Feng was in a coma and was hit by Yang Jian's indignant force. He was directly bombarded thousands of feet away and disappeared into the clouds.

"Two million years! Ah, that boy actually sucked away my skills for two million years!" Erlang God covered his forehead with his hand, and he just forcibly pushed the strange guy away, leading to the sequelae of going crazy, which almost made him crazy!

"Hmm, I originally wanted to suck away the boy's power, but I didn't expect to be sucked away by that boy!" Yang Jian gritted his teeth with hatred.

Erlang God Yang Jian stood up staggeringly with a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand. Unexpectedly, he really lost his temperament. He laughed, his expression twitched on his face, and he seemed to be a little angry,

"I, I, Yang Jian, must kill you! Kill you! Er, hahaha..."