Chapter 84 Mist Phantom

Three figures who attacked secretly appeared in front of him, opening Xia's difficult eyes. What he saw were three familiar and proud faces, which were Tong Zheng, Wang Zhao and Lin Chi of Yuncheng School.

"Hey hey hey hey, stinky boy, even if you can fly, so what? It's not in our hands yet." Lin Chi had a strange smile on his face, but he didn't know that he was so scared that he even peed out when he fell into Xia's hands not long ago.

Xia frowned and squinted at the other party coldly, "Well, who I think I am, I'm just a defeated general. I dare not confront me head-on, but I secretly attacked. Your Yuncheng faction is really open and aboveboard."

"You?" Lin Chi suddenly blocked his words and scolded viciously, "Bad boy, how dare you be tough? I want you to live or die."

Jiang Xia ignored the other party, but turned his eyes to Tong Zheng, who had never opened his mouth. The latter's eyebrows were full of sarcasm, and a ferocious look rose from the corners of his mouth. "Jiang Xia, isn't it good to wear a cloud arrow? In order to deal with you, I lost such a treasure. Soon your internal organs will be corroded by its venom, hahahaha.

Jing Xia's face changed slightly and asked in a low voice, "Do you just want me to die?"

"Hey hey, what do you think?" Tong Zheng became more and more proud, and then turned into a strong greed. "As long as you die, the demon five-string and spiritual martial arts will be ours."

Wang Zhao and Lin Chi's eyes are also full of fanaticism. At that time, when Tong Zheng planned to kill General Xia, the two felt that it was a little inappropriate, but Tong Zheng ** with the spiritual martial arts on Jianxia, and the two directly agreed. So after leaving Feng Yangzong, the three of them parted ways with Ling Lin and others on the pretext of something, in order to kill General Xia halfway and seize the precious martial arts.

Lin Chi's smiling eyes were gone. He bent down and stared at General Xia playfully, "Hey hey, stinky boy, hand over the things obediently! We may consider leaving you with a whole body, and we may bury you thickly, hahahaha.

All three of them looked up to the sky and laughed. At this time, Xia Xiexie, who was lying on the ground, smiled, and his clear eyes gushed out cold murderous intent. Lin Chi, who was the nearest one, was shocked. When he was in doubt, he saw that the long arrow that Xia suddenly grabbed his chest was turned into a stream of light.

Lin Chi's pupils shrank tightly, and then slowly spread. There was a sharp pain in his throat, and the smile on his face had already turned into fear. Tong Zheng and Wang Zhao's laughter stopped abruptly, and their eyes were about to fall out of their eyes. The long arrow originally inserted in Xia's chest was running through Lin Chi's throat at this time.

The latter's lips trembled gently, but there was no sound at all. His body was soft, and he fell to the ground and had no breath.

Under the panicked eyes of Tong Zheng, Xia began to stand up slowly. Her beautiful face was full of murderous intent. The pain shown before was gone. There was a small hole in the clothes on his chest, and a trace of blood could be faintly seen.

"You? How can you?" Tong Zheng was shocked, and there was great uneasiness in his heart. You should know that the cloud arrow is also a good treasure. Even if Jiang Xia is not seriously injured, the poison on it can also kill him.

A blue light appeared all over Xia's body, and the clear smell of water filled her nostrils. "Hey hey, I'm surprised why I'm not poisoned? Why don't you ask the King of Yan?"

"Well, your tone is too big. How about a seven-level martial artist who can help the two of us?" Tong Zheng suppressed his inner restlessness and looked at Wang Zhao. The latter was clear and then set up a position.

When it comes to head-on combat, Tong Zheng is not afraid of General Xia. There is still a gap between the nine-level martial arts and the seven-level martial artists. The reason why the three people chose to sneak attack just now was to ensure that they were foolproof. Unexpectedly, Lin Chi was killed by carelessness.

Both Tong Zheng and Wang Zhao broke out the powerful momentum of senior martial artists, with a fierce look on their faces.

"Jing Xia, just accept your fate! How can you, a seven-level warrior, beat the two of us?

"Oh? "Really?" He raised Xia Jun's eyebrows, and then the blue light outside his body flourished, and then floated in the air. The light overflowed, and the blue water stains turned into a trace of white gas. Then there was a fog in the surrounding area, and in a blink of an eye, it became a white world.

Tong Zheng's faces changed dramatically, and they were shocked. They gradually blurred Xia's figure, and finally seemed to be integrated into the white fog.

"It's a fog phantom! It is the strongest spiritual martial arts skill in Yunxuanmen. Wang Zhao blurted out, and his voice was full of horror.

"What are you talking about? How could he be in the fog? Tong Zheng has lost his previous calmness. The gray white fog hides murder everywhere. Except that the caster is not affected, everyone in it will feel panic.

Tong Zheng swallowed a mouthful of water, "Ji, General, General Xia, don't do such a trick for me."

"Hey hey hey hey!" The sadistic laughter seems to come from all directions, and it seems to hide in every white fog. Next, something more incredible happened. The white fog surged in a while, forming a white figure. More than a dozen figures surrounded Tong Zheng and Wang Zhao in the middle, holding the sharp blade formed by the white fog in their hands.

"What should I do? We are trapped." Wang Zhao is in a hurry.

Tong Zheng was originally upset. With such a rush, he was even more annoyed and scolded loudly, "What's the panic? These are just blindfolds. Let's rush out together.

Wang Zhao nodded, and a black light gushed out of both of their bodies. Their whole body strength gathered at one point. Each of them chose a white figure and bombarded each other with all their strength.

"Ban!"

The two white shadows were scattered, and before the two were ready to break out, the scattered white fog returned to two figures in the blink of an eye. Tong Zheng and Wang Zhao were shocked and gritted their teeth. Suo's fierce power kept blowing out continuously. After the white figures were destroyed, they immediately formed a steady stream and non-stop. What shocked them shocked them was the cold sweat.

"Big brother, you can't go on like this. I heard from Master that there is a murderous intention hidden in the fog phantom. That boy must be hiding behind some white shadow." Wang Zhao's face was full of anxiety. He thought that even if he would have one or two spiritual martial arts skills, he would have no chance to win under the siege of himself and others. But what he never thought of, now he has become a crisis on his side.

Tong Zheng frowned and said in a low voice, "The force consumed by the fog phantom is absolutely huge. If we hold on for a while, the boy will definitely not be able to support it."

Wang Zhao turned around and immediately felt reasonable. Just as he was about to nod and answer, the white figure on the left suddenly poked out his arm, and a cold cold light flashed. "Oh!" The sharp pain came from his neck, and the red blood splashed on Tong Zheng's body. The expression on Wang Zhao's face froze in an instant. He fell to the ground and pulled it out a few times and stopped moving.

"Wang Zhao, Wang Zhao." Tong Zheng's face turned pale in shock, and he slammed the white shadow that launched the attack, but it was still on the fog. The warm blood was stained on the face, but the back was cold. Wang Zhao, whose calf gently touched the ground, had no reaction and had turned into a silent corpse.

After killing Wang Zhao, the general Xia in the white shadow, he did not immediately attack Tong Zheng and was immersed in the fog around him. "Hey hey hey hey hey." The funny laughter came from all directions, "Tong Zheng, in my fog phantom, I am the sky, I am everything, you can't find me."

"You?" There was finally a trace of panic in Tong Zheng's eyes. He felt that every white shadow was hidden in Xia. Obviously, it was transformed by fog, but there was always this illusion, as if he had been stared at.

"Hey hey hey hey, Tong Zheng, don't you want to kill me?"

Jing Xia's laughter was like a magic spell, full of all the space. Coupled with the gray environment, Tong Zheng felt that he was about to collapse. He was depressed, and he had to beware of the deadly respect that flashed at any time. Lin Chi is dead, Wang Zhao is also dead, and the next is his turn.

"No, no, definitely not, you can't kill me." Tong Zheng shouted hysterically, and a thick and dazzling black light burst out all over his body. The white fog around him suddenly dissipated a few times. Then he waved his arms, and the fog in front of him was split into a gap. Tong Zheng was happy, "Haha, you can't trap me." Then he moved his feet and quickly fled to the periphery.

"Hehe, Brother Tongzheng, be careful behind you."

"What?" Tong Zheng's face changed dramatically. Looking back, a white figure rushed to him, and a faint smile could be faintly seen on the gray face.

Tong Zheng was itchy with hatred. With a clapping of his palm, the fierce power roared the white shadow, "Come and die."

"Boom!" I have to say that the strength of the nine-level martial artists is really strong. With one blow with all his strength, the white shadow was split and turned into endless fog. Even so, Tong Zheng was not only not happy, but even more frightened. The white shadow he hit was not the entity of Jianxia.

"Hey hey, Brother Tong Zheng, I guess you are the one who died." The evil and strange laughter was conveyed in Tong Zheng's ear. The cold light flashed, the air was restless, and layers of white fog accelerated. Two blue water dragons rushed out of the body of a white shadow, one after another to the chest and back of Tong Zheng.

"Boom!"

The blue water stains were mixed with white fog and spread out. The child, who was already haggard, received such a solid move, and the pain came back and forth, "Poo!" The red blood is so dazzling.

At the same time, another white fog figure also moved. Four delicate petals burst out like a stream of light. The black defense on Tong Zheng's surface was directly broken, and all four petals penetrated into the other party's chest without exception.

Blood sprayed out, Tong Zheng's body trembled heavily, and his legs were paralyzed. "Puff." He knelt on the ground, and a trace of blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth, and a handsome face was as dim as dead ashes.