Chapter 560 You are poisonous
"puff!"
Bu Jingyun spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned red again.
Nie Feng came over and said, "Brother Yun, are you okay? Let's use the combination of wind and cloud to defeat the demon leader!"
"Ahem!!!" Bu Jingyun (→_→) just looked at Nie Feng strangely, thinking: "What a bullshit combination, [Moko Wuliang] has been used several times."
boom---
The Demon Lord attacked again, and Bu Jingyun tried his best to block it again.
Nie Feng said: "Let's combine our powers!"
Bu Jingyun (→_→) looked at Nie Feng again.
Nie Feng (^_^;) asked awkwardly: "Senior Brother Yun, what does this look mean?"
Bu Jingyun finally couldn't help it, and pulled Nie Feng and said, "No, no! You don't need to do anything to beat the demon leader, you are a wizard and you just need to cast the spell."
In an instant, Nie Feng felt unwell.
Bu Jingyun was hit by another sword while Nie Feng was hesitating.
The Demon King felt a little confused when looking at Feng Yun and the other two below, and at the same time, he became even more eager for the Dragon Yuan.
Because if Feng Yun and the other two hadn't had Long Yuan's [Image of Returning to the Spirit], they would have died dozens of times already. And look at him, he was clearly the one who was hacking people, but in the end the injury was more serious than the one he was hacked by.
suddenly,
Duan Lang reminded Mo Kui loudly: "Kill Nie Feng quickly, and don't worry about Bu Jingyun. Don't let him start..."
What a pity! It’s too late!
"The demon leader's power is not inferior to mine—"
Mo Kui suddenly felt an inexplicable chill enveloping him, but Duan Lang felt a chill spreading from the top of his head to his feet.
Bu Jingyun patted Nie Feng and said, "Well done, Feng!"
In an instant, Bu Jingyun rushed out as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
"Ding!"
The Fire Scale Sword and the Peerless Sword collided with each other, and the Demon Lord's violent true energy was transmitted into Bu Jingyun's body through the Peerless Sword.
"Puff!" Red blood flowed from the corner of Bu Jingyun's mouth, but Bu Jingyun didn't care. He still treated the peerless sword as a knife and chopped wildly.
“Ding ding ding!!!”
"Dang Dang Dang!!!"
"You are crazy!" the demon cursed.
"Ah!" Bu Jingyun swung his sword again.
The demon leader raised his sword to block.
"Crack!" The Huo Lin Sword broke.
"Puff!" Duan Lang's right arm was also chopped off, and blood spurted two meters away.
"Ah!!!" The demon leader Duan Lang screamed in pain, echoing throughout the entire battle area.
"Whoosh!!" Bu Jingyun waved the peerless sword in his hand, spilling the blood on it.
"Ah! It hurts so much! I told you not to let Nie Feng speak." Duan Lang roared at Mokui.
The demon leader roared, "What's wrong with that sentence?"
Duan Lang shouted angrily, "Run quickly! Anyone who is said that by Nie Feng will be in dire straits."
But can Bu Jingyun let him run away?
Nie Feng, who was standing outside the situation, really wanted to find a place to draw a circle. He was now sure that he had the ability of a crow's mouth, and he could definitely trick people by just saying that one sentence.
For a moment, he thought of those scenes when they were in the Tianxia Society and Wang Ming and Bu Jingyun always guided him to say this to others. Suddenly, a feeling that this world is not worth living filled his heart.
Emperor Shitian, Wu Wudi, and Jian Chen all felt a chill down their spines. They were all warriors, and no matter how terrifying the martial arts were, they were not enough to really scare them. However, they were very afraid of Nie Feng's unscientific thing.
Among them, Zhong Wu Wudi felt a chill rising straight to the top of his head.
He was deeply affected by the curse, and the entire Wu family had lived under the shadow of the curse for hundreds of years.
If his father hadn't used his knowledge of numerology to help him change his fate, he would never have been able to embark on the path of martial arts.
But...even so, he was still affected by the curse, and the curse affected his will all the time.
If his invincible fighting spirit were to waver in the slightest, he would fall into rage and frenzy.
Wu Wudi never runs away from a fight, he only fights! No matter how many enemies there are or how strong they are!
Because that violent mood affected him, he often looked like a reckless man who was very prone to anger.
Usually, nine out of ten people like Wu Wudi, who are stubborn and can only fight tough, die. The few who barely survived were mostly disabled by others, or they successfully walked out of an invincible path and broke through the ceiling.
And Wu Wudi is such a person who has just penetrated the ceiling.
He basically beat all his enemies to death! Even when he died, it wasn't entirely because he couldn't defeat his enemies.
A big reason for his death in the original plot was his own scumbag son.
. . . . . . . .
Back to the battle between Bu Jingyun and the demon leader Duan Lang.
Ever since the Demon Leader Duan Lang was given a negative aura by Nie Feng, the situation on the battle turned around in an instant.
The demon leader Duan Lang had a ferocious look on his face as he fought against Bu Jingyun.
Mo Kui now believed Duan Lang's words. Nie Feng was really poisonous!
Ever since he said that, he was no match for Bu Jingyun. Every time he wanted to increase his strength and kill Bu Jingyun in an instant at the cost of destroying Duan Lang's body, the true energy had just entered one of Duan Lang's meridians and that meridian could not bear it and exploded.
When they were fighting with each other, their true Qi would occasionally twitch and freeze.
Then, the situation became worse and worse under Bu Jingyun's [attack and defense] attack.
"Run quickly! Are you an idiot, Demon Lord?" Duan Lang shouted angrily.
"Do you think I don't want to run? I can't get rid of Bu Jingyun, this sticky man!" The Demon King roared angrily.
"Don't you claim to be invincible and the devil among devils? How come you can't even deal with Bu Jingyun?" Duan Lang continued to accuse.
The Demon King had no skills and had nothing to do with Duan Lang.
Bu Jingyun is Mokui's father at this time!
Just like a father teaching his son a lesson, he beat the Demon King terribly. Blood kept oozing out from the place where Duan Lang's arm was broken, it was so miserable.
The demon leader sensed Duanlang's body and thought to himself, "This body is basically scrapped."
Then the Demon Leader suddenly burst out with all his strength, intending to kill Bu Jingyun instantly with one blow and then escape.
"Demon King! Don't hurt my brother!"
Nie Feng's roar interrupted the Demon King's power.
It is natural that the Demon King's psychological quality cannot be so poor, but he had just heard Nie Feng's "Not inferior to me" once before, and he already had a psychological shadow in his heart about this weird and inexplicable thing.
"Puff!" This interruption in his energy was a serious matter. The overflowing true energy backfired on himself and caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother Yun! Let's take care of this demon together."
Bu Jingyun glanced at Nie Feng expressionlessly, then shifted his gaze back to Mokui, obviously agreeing with Nie Feng's words.
With Nie Feng's reentry into the battle, Mo Kui suddenly had both his parents.
Fengyun slowly approached the Demon Leader.
suddenly,
The demon leader Duanlang cried out in pain and roared violently.
He was grabbed by the neck of fate by a hand as strong as steel.
The internal strength that had been accumulated over the years was being madly absorbed by Wang Ming.
Obviously,
Wang Ming is trying to steal the kill.
At the critical moment, the demon leader was captured.
The demon leader shouted unwillingly: "Xiongba, you despicable villain, if you have the guts, fight me fairly."
"Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were taught by me. They are my disciples, which means they are also part of my strength." Wang Ming said shamelessly.
The demon leader Duan Lang angrily sprayed out two ounces of tomato juice: "Poof——"
(End of this chapter)