Chapter 642: The Cold Night Demon Sage

"Sword Spirit Puppet, let's go..."

Being schemed by Leng Ye Mo Sheng and seriously injured, Ye Chenfeng, who spurted blood wildly, gritted his teeth and had no choice but to give up fighting Leng Ye Mo Sheng, wanting to leave quickly.

"Go, did you go?"

He successfully wounded Ye Chenfeng, Leng Yemosheng was overjoyed, although his injuries were equally serious and he was afraid of the indestructible sword spirit puppet, but he knew that now is the best time to kill Ye Chenfeng.

Once Ye Chenfeng dies, his avatar will become a thing without an owner, and there will be no threat to him.

"Heavenly devil cable!"

Lengye Mosheng regretted that the sword spirit puppet attacked with a sword, and five arm-thick black chains broke out of his body, and with an ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air, they wound around Ye Chenfeng, who was seriously injured.

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was about to be entangled by the devil's rope, the sword spirit puppet quickly made a move, holding the Ditian sword in his hand and slashed out a sword light that traversed the void, split the sky devil's rope with one sword, and blocked Ye Chenfeng .

"Walk!"

Regardless of his physical injuries, Ye Chenfeng and the sword spirit puppet rushed straight into the sky, flying towards the depths of this stretching mountain range at an extremely fast speed.

"Boy, I will kill you today."

The Lengye Demon Sage will never let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, turning into a black streamer and chasing Ye Chenfeng closely, he is bound to kill him.

The two who were chasing and fleeing just now changed positions, and Ye Chenfeng became the target of being hunted down.

"Yue, Yue Bingyu, do you think Ye Chenfeng can escape the chasing and killing of Tianyu Almighty?"

The 'Ying' who survived the catastrophe looked at Yue Bingyu, who was still in shock with his hands folded on his plump chest, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know either." The pale Yue Bingyu shook her head and said in a complicated tone: "But I hope he escapes this disaster."

"Sword Spirit, quickly guide me to that terrible place."

Regardless of his physical injuries, Ye Chenfeng fled with Burning Jinpeng's wings at a high speed, and his mind communicated with the Emperor Heaven Sword Spirit.

"Master, you didn't intentionally get hurt just now, did you?" Ditian Jianling said.

"Well, I did do it on purpose just now. Only by playing tricks can I have a chance to lure him to that murderous place and kill him in the end."

How powerful Ye Chenfeng's soul has been after thousands of trials. When the two daughters, Yue Bingyu and Yue Bingyu collided at a high speed, he felt suspicious. In the blink of an eye, Ye Chenfeng suddenly thought of a plan to take the risk of leading Lengye Demon Sage to a place of great evil. , He used his tricks and let the knife of devilish energy severely injure himself.

Although Ye Chenfeng's bold plan was extremely risky and the injury was beyond his expectation, Ye Chenfeng knew that this was his only chance. If he could not kill Leng Ye Mosheng while he was seriously injured, once he Getting out of trouble would bring devastating disaster to Soul Fighting Continent, and he himself would become a sinner through the ages.

Under the guidance of Ditian Sword Spirit, Ye Chenfeng quickly flew towards a fierce place in the depths of Longyuan, the faster and faster Lengye Demon Sage gradually narrowed the distance between him and Ye Chenfeng.

A series of magical sounds like piercing clouds and cracking stones were released from his mouth, fluctuating the void, and bombarding Ye Chenfeng not far in front.

Being attacked by the magic sounds continuously released by the Lengye Demon Sage, Ye Chenfeng's physical injuries continued to worsen, and a large amount of blood flowed out from his seven holes.

Fortunately, Ye Chenfeng has cultivated his spiritual body to a perfect level, and his body is strong enough to withstand the attack of the magic sound released by the Lengye Demon Sage.

"Boy, I advise you not to make unnecessary struggles, you can't escape."

The cold night demon saint looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was bleeding violently in front of him, showing a ferocious look, and roared ferociously.

"Leng Ye, don't be complacent, when we meet next time, I will definitely kill you."

Ye Chenfeng quickly controlled the Tao of Life pattern to repair the serious injury, and responded deliberately.

"Next time...do you think I will give you another chance? This time I will kill you."

As he said that, Lengye Demon Sage forcibly cast the secret technique, suppressed the serious injuries in his body, continued to speed up his flight speed, and narrowed the distance between him and Ye Chenfeng.

"God's Wrath of Punishment!"

The Lengye Demon Sage was getting closer and closer, the three heavenly spirits flew out of Ye Chenfeng's body, and quickly merged to form a three-color destructive light group, which bombarded the Leng Ye Demon Sage behind him.

"boom!"

God's Wrath of Punishment exploded, and the terrifying force of destruction distorted the void, engulfing the cold night demon saint inside, destroying his body frantically.

When the angry Lengye Demon Saint forcibly tore apart the power of destruction, another three-color destruction light cluster flew towards him and bombarded him.

Continuously attacked by God's Wrath of Punishment, the pursuit speed of Lengye Demon Sage was greatly affected, and he was pulled away by Ye Chenfeng again.

But when he used the secret method to close the distance again, he was attacked by God's Wrath of Punishment continuously, slowing down the speed of pursuit.

In this way, Ye Chenfeng and Lengye Mosheng chased and fled, crossed the extremely vast area of ​​Longyuan, and gradually approached the terrible place that Ditian Sword Spirit knew.

"Master, if I remember correctly, crossing the black mountain range in front is the most ominous place." Ditian Sword Spirit said.

"Okay, it's finally here!"

Seeing wisps of black mist floating in front of him, and the black mountains exuding a thick and dead air, Ye Chenfeng, who relied on willpower to persevere, slowed down a little, and let the embarrassing Leng Yemo Sheng close the distance between him and himself. distance.

"Well... there is a problem here."

Approaching the black mountain range, the powerful soul of Leng Ye Mo Sheng sensed the danger, and a serious look appeared on his face.

But he didn't know that all of this was in Ye Chenfeng's calculations. In order to kill Ye Chenfeng, Leng Yemosheng didn't slow down and continued to chase and kill Ye Chenfeng.

Finally, when crossing the black mountain range, the Lengye Demon Saint narrowed the distance with Ye Chenfeng again, regardless of his physical injuries, and launched a fierce attack on him.

The billowing magic flame swept across the sky like a rushing tide, and bombarded Ye Chenfeng crazily.

"Sword Spirit Puppet, defend!"

In a critical moment, Ye Chenfeng summoned the sword spirit puppet to help him resist the attack of the soaring demon flame.

When the power of the sword spirit puppet was surging, the Lengye Demon Sage finally caught up with Ye Chenfeng, and printed a palm from the air, towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Suzaku cauldron!"

Ye Chenfeng immediately threw out the Suzaku cauldron and bumped into it with a big hand covering the sky and covering the sun.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the stone was shocked.

The billowing devilish energy forcibly knocked the Suzaku cauldron into the air, forming a powerful counter-shock force, which ruthlessly bombarded Ye Chenfeng's body, imprinting him from midair into the black mountain range.

And the place where Ye Chenfeng fell was the very ominous place that Ditian Sword Spirit had told him about.

"Boy, you go to die!"

After injuring Ye Chenfeng again, Lengye Demon Sage was overjoyed, forcibly broke through the block of the sword spirit puppet, and swooped down at an extremely fast speed, wanting to kill Ye Chenfeng in one go.

"Well, it's gone!"

When Ye Chenfeng fell into a black mist, he suddenly disappeared, which made Lengye Mosheng stunned for a moment, but he didn't slow down, and followed Ye Chenfeng into the black mist.

"Boy, you are running away, why don't you run away?"

After chasing into the black mist, Lengye Mosheng saw that the seriously injured did not continue to escape, but sat cross-legged on the ground to heal his wounds, showing a hint of ferocity.

"I think this place is good, it is very suitable for you to be a cemetery, so I decided to get rid of you here." Ye Chenfeng quickly swallowed a small group of living spirits, recovered from his serious injuries, and looked at Leng Yemo indifferently Saint said.

"Um……"

Touching Ye Chenfeng's icy eyes and seeing his calm expression, Leng Ye Mosheng frowned, feeling a little uneasy inexplicably.

But at this time, the sword spirit puppet appeared in this fierce place through the black mist, burning the sky crystal, and launched a thunder attack on him.