Chapter 1444 Lin Huang VS Teng Yan

The spears in Teng An's hand swept out one after another. In addition to dealing with the blood-colored flying knife with a strange trajectory, there were also the undead and undead that came from all around.

Although the IQ of this group of undead and undead species is not high, they also recognize that the Protoss who suddenly broke in in front of them is the one who sent them to this gravel world.

The original anger was not vented under the containment of Lin Huang's Nian Neng flying knife, and the appearance of Teng An undoubtedly gave them a unified outlet.

Teng Yan, who was being entangled by hundreds of undead undead species and blood-colored mind energy flying knives, suddenly sensed that Teng Qing's vitality was quickly fading not far away. He was stunned for a while in disbelief. He let out a heart-piercing roar in the direction of Teng Qing's breath.

"Teng Qing!!!"

Before the voice completely fell, Teng An sensed that Teng Qing's breath had completely dissipated.

My little sister really fell...

That girl who is not a few years younger than herself, but always likes to pretend to be tender and dress like a high school student.

The girl who has grown up since she was a child, but has always been childish and awkward like a little girl.

The girl who often competes with herself, but always supports her at critical moments.

That girl who is never convinced, but has been silently chasing her footsteps...

In a sense, Teng An is a person who is indifferent to family affection, and has not been close to his parents and elders since he was a child.

He is not particularly close to Teng Qing, who has grown up together since childhood. He can only say that he has an indifferent concern.

He always thought that if Teng Qing died one day, he would not be affected too much, just like his parents died.

At most, there will be silence for one day, what to do the next day, and there will be no nostalgia or other strange emotions.

But at this moment, he really felt that Teng Qing's vitality was dying, and Teng An couldn't help but feel all kinds of strange emotions, sadness, anger, hatred...

He never thought that Teng Qing's death would bring him such a big mood swing.

The golden spear swept out, smashing the two undead species in front of him into slag, and clearing the obstruction of sight, Teng An finally saw that Teng Qing's corpse that had fallen to the ground was gradually turning into a god.

Staring at the corpse for a moment, he then moved his gaze up and saw Lin Huang floating not far above the corpse. With red eyes, he roared at Lin Huang, "I'm going to kill you!"

Lin Huang turned his head and looked at Teng An with an indifferent expression, "If I guessed correctly, you should be Teng An, the suzerain of the Thousand Snake Sect, right?"

The reason for making this judgment is partly because the other party's reaction to seeing Teng Qing's death. On the other hand, the fluctuation of the rule power on the opponent is the strongest among all the invaders.

Seeing Lin Huang looking at him and asking about his identity as if nothing had happened, Teng An's anger instantly rose to a peak.

He no longer doubted Lin Huang's strength in the slightest. No matter what level the opponent's combat strength showed, the man who killed Teng Qing in an instant at this moment, his strength should not be underestimated.

Teng An's golden divine energy swelled frantically, and his most powerful rules and powers were blessed on the long spear in his hand.

Sensing the fluctuating intensity of the power of the rules, the many undead and undead species that had been entangled before all began to shy away.

Teng An also completely ignored these monsters. At this moment, only Lin Huang was in his eyes.

And Lin Huang has been staring at Teng An with interest, and when he saw Teng An's use of the power of the rules, he couldn't help but slightly raised his brows.

"It's interesting, let's play with you."

He could clearly sense that the five divine powers that Teng An had blessed on the spear had reached the control level. He also finally began to be a little serious, knowing that this level of rule power is enough to cause him harm.

Just as Lin Huang was about to get serious, Teng An had already jumped out. The spear in his hand just moved slightly, and he directly swung away the flying saber that had been entangled before.

The tip of the spear then turned into a golden flame star, which instantly shortened the distance between Teng An and Lin Huang at a terrifying speed.

Just as the flaming meteor-like spear tip was about to approach Lin Huang, a series of blood-colored electric lights suddenly shot out from Lin Huang's cuffs.

That second-order magic weapon flying knife was originally the top level of rule magic, but this time it was blessed by Lin Huang with several elements of thunder, fire and wind. Under the superposition of a total of five elemental profound meanings, the Intent Energy Flying Knife becomes sharper, faster, and more powerful!

If the opponent is not a strong man who has mastered the power of control-level rules, I am afraid that he will not be able to take a single blow.

However, Teng An is obviously not an ordinary true god.

The long spear in his hand is also a top-level rule tool, and under the blessing of several control-level rule powers, it is also extremely tyrannical.

Seeing the blood-colored electric light strike, he moved his wrist slightly, the tip of the gun turned into a little starlight, and clicked towards the bloody light.

I originally thought that as before, these flying knives could be easily shaken to eliminate obstacles.

Unexpectedly, the collision of the first blow almost made Teng An let go of the spear.

The tip of his spear seemed to be on the immovable mountain, and there were bursts of terrifying anti-shock force. Moreover, a terrifying power of rules invaded from the flying knife, rapidly consuming the power of rules in his body.

"This is... a control-level elemental mystery?!" With just one blow, Teng An confirmed that the opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations.

The power of rules with multiple levels of control is attached to the psychic weapon, and the opponent's hand alone proves that the opponent is stronger than himself in the use of the power of rules.

After initially confirming the opponent's true strength, Teng An finally calmed down a little.

The power of the rules attached to the spear has also increased from the five layers at the beginning. Even if each weight increases, the burden on him will increase.

But he quickly discovered that his rule power was superimposed to the sixth level, the opponent was also superimposed to the sixth level, he himself was superimposed to the seventh level, and the other party was also superimposed to the seventh level...

The tip of the gun is against the throwing knife, and it never takes any advantage.

Teng An immediately got his blood on his head again, and he didn't care about consumption, and began to add it one after another like a rivalry.

Sixfold!

Seven!

Yae!

...

Eleven!

Less than ten minutes after the battle started, he completely showed his cards. All the powers of the eleven-level control level rules were superimposed, and he didn't even care about the compatibility, coordination and conflict between the powers of various rules.

On the other hand, Lin Huang remained calm to the end. The control-level rule power on the flying knife is also superimposed, and it is superimposed all the way to the eleventh level.

It is also the superposition of the power of the eleventh control level rule, but Lin Huang's flying knife is more and more powerful. The blood-colored electric light was getting faster and stronger, and it almost crushed Teng An at the back.

There is no other reason. While superimposing the power of rules, he also took into account the combination of various powers of rules. The final superposition effect is more than one step ahead of the opponent.

Lin Huang stood in the same place and never moved, but Teng An was forced to retreat further and further under the pressure of blood-colored flying knives...