Chapter 675

"You are still a puppet that doesn't hurt."

Sima is in a bad mood. The so-called torture, a large part of the happiness, is from the appreciation of each other's painful performance. But once the other side didn't respond at all, the punishment was totally uninteresting.

This is the situation of Sima Feng. He slapped his hand down. Thirteen didn't respond, but his hand hurt badly.

There is still a big gap between the body of the alchemist and that of the warrior.

If he continues to fight like this, it's estimated that shisan didn't suffer much. He can understand what it means to hit you and hurt me.

Therefore, Sima Feng wisely threw thirteen on the ground and walked to Lin Ruoxue's side.

"Your Majesty, my dear majesty. It seems that you should come first. If I don't kill you, I can't take credit. "

Sima Feng reaches for Lin Ruoxue.

But at this time, thirteen suddenly moved again.

Even Sima Feng didn't think of it. It's obvious that thirteen still has the power to move.

He jumped up and hit smafeng in the face with his head.

Bang.

Sima Feng flew three Zhangs away and stood in front of Lin Ruoxue like a statue with blood on his forehead.

"Go."

Thirteen again.

The blood in his throat made thirteen say the word with a hoarse voice.

Lin Ruoxue got up hurriedly and wanted to go, but she just walked and sat on the ground.

It seems that she has been sealed for too long. Her Qi and blood are blocked and her channels are blocked. It's hard for her to get up and walk.

Sima Feng got up again, his eyes were almost staring out.

Poof.

Sima Feng spits out two big teeth.

13 just then, it was not light enough to keep his teeth.

"Ah."

Sima Feng shouted hysterically.

At the moment, he can't think of anything else to torture him.

He wants to kill Lin Ruoxue and thirteen on the spot, so as to calm his endless anger.

"Go to hell."

Sima Feng raised his hand.

But just then, a dark shadow came from outside the hall.

Sima Feng responded quickly, and the wall of five elements lit up.

But this time, his five element wall didn't seem to work.

The dark shadow, with violent force, broke through the wall of his five elements and hit him directly.

Bang.

Sima Feng was directly shadowed and nailed to the ground.

At this moment, Lin Ruoxue and shisan can see clearly what the black shadow is.

No sword.

"Master."

Thirteen with a smile, murmuring way.

It seems that XIII lost all his strength and fell to the ground directly when he saw Wufeng heavy sword.

Quick step, two figures rushed in, impressively Lu Fan and Ling Yao.

Seeing the thirteen fallen on the ground, Lu Fan rushed first.

He didn't want to look at Sima Feng at all. Lu Fan shouted, "thirteen."

Put your hands on thirteen's body and inject vigorous Qi. The Xuangong tower in Kowloon immediately releases its strength and begins to heal thirteen's wounds. Lu Fan even took out a bottle of pills and gave them to XIII regardless of the cost.

Lu Fan was relieved to feel that thirteen's vitality had not subsided and that the injury had quickly stabilized. At this time, Lu fan saw the clear five fingerprints on his thirteen faces, and his complexion sank.

He turned his head to look at Lin Ruoxue, but did not speak. Then he went to Sima Feng.

The mouth sprays blood, and Sima Feng raises his hand with five elements of light.

"Cloud from dragon, wind from tiger, five elements of Jackie Chan tiger."

Sima Feng also wanted to release the Dharma decision. Lu Fan only used one word to deal with such an alchemist.

"Broken."

A word can break a thousand laws, and a great famine can be solved.

Although Sima Feng is an immortal Qi master, how can his garbage skill compare with Lu Fan's yuan Jue.

In addition, when Lu Fan uttered the truth, there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Suddenly, Sima Feng's vitality broke. He immediately felt a splitting headache, howling and bleeding.

When his body was penetrated, there was no such heartbreaking pain.

But when Lu Fan called out the word, Sima Feng was bleeding. Lin Ruoxue is terrified at this scene.

All around the world, Lu Fan holds the hilt of Wufeng heavy sword.

For the immortal Qi master, although such injuries look terrible, they are not necessarily fatal.

Lu Fan immediately rushed his vigorous Qi into Sima Feng's five viscera along Wufeng heavy sword. Start to hang crazily.

If you want to kill an immortal Qi master, the best way is to blow them to pieces.

Lu Fan thinks so and does the same.

Sima Feng cried out in amazement.

"What power is it."

Lu Fan said lightly, "the power of your life."

Sima Feng struggles frantically. He seems to want to use the power of the world around him.

However, Lu Fan's vigorous Qi is strong here. The forces of heaven and earth around him disperse. Sima Feng can't gather the force of heaven and earth completely.

For Lu fan, an alchemist without the support of the heaven and the earth is not as threatening as a martial artist with half a step of the sky gang.

Remember, when he was in the capital, he was almost killed by three immortal Qi masters. Today, Lu Fan wants a real hand blade as an immortal Qi master.

Sima Feng had already felt Lu Fan's strong murders and cried out loudly, "no, I give up, I surrender."

Lu Fan looks at him indifferently, and suddenly pulls out the heavy sword without a blade in his hand. Lu Fan cuts his sword on Sima Feng's head.

Sima Feng takes out a mirror of tree spirit heart and wants to resist it.

Lu Fan's sword has no front. It has its own broken Qi, and the Tao field is opened.

With one sword, the power of the sword will not be reduced, and then Sima Feng's head will be directly cut off.

Gulu, Gulu.

Sima Feng's head rolled in front of thirteen.

Thirteen just looked up weakly at the moment.

Lu Fan waved the flame and burned Sima Feng's body, leaving no bones.

After all this, Lu Fan went to the thirteen and said, "no one can slap my servant in the ear."

13 eyes rising mist, heavy nod. Watching Lu Fan burn the head of Sima Feng.

At this time, Lin Ruoxue came back to her mind and said softly, "I'm dead. I'm dead. The immortal Qi master died in your hand so simply. "

Lin Ruoxue looked at Lu Fan with a kind of eye that could see heaven and man.

Slowly, Lu Fan said: "Your Majesty. Not only he, but also the king of the Holy tree

Lu Fan's quiet words made Lin Ruoxue jump up directly.

"What do you say?" Lin Ruoxue exclaimed.

Lu Fan pulled up thirteen and said again, "the king of the Holy tree is dead. His subordinates, the Tiangang warrior named Songwen, also died. The saint escaped, and now she must have left the spiritual kingdom. "

Lu Fan's three words, one more shocking than the other.

Lin Ruoxue opened her mouth wide and could not speak.

At this time, a voice came from outside the hall.

"Surround the whole palace and let the rest of you go in with me."

As soon as the voice fell, a group of tengjiawei rushed into the palace, and they saw Lin Ruoxue's figure at a glance.

"Your Majesty."