Chapter 660 Disappeared without a Trace
The black flames were raging, and when Xiao Hei flapped his wings, a sea of flames filled the sky.
The pursuers immediately retreated, Lu Fan shouted loudly: "We did not kidnap your Majesty, she is not dead yet, I just want to heal her. Can you stop first!"
Lu Fan's voice was already loud enough, shouting like thunder rolling.
But the next moment, the Holy Tree King shouted in a louder voice: "Don't believe his nonsense, he is delaying time. Come on! Everyone follow me!"
The Sacred Tree King took the lead and charged towards Lu Fan. Just now, Lu Fan's sword not only hurt his body, but more importantly, slapped him hard in the face.
The Holy Tree King, who became angry from embarrassment, had murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and the strength of his whole body turned into a dazzling light, and he rushed straight to kill Lu Fan.
I have to say that with an extra pair of wings, in terms of speed, it is indeed a bit faster.
As soon as the Sacred Tree King finished speaking, he rushed to Lu Fan.
In an instant, his right arm turned into a huge wooden knife, and he chopped off Lu Fan's head.
Lu Fan Wufeng epee swung, the cycle of life and death turned vigorously, three turns, and the gods and demons changed!
Stellar energy soared to the sky, and invisible sword energy spread out from the Wufeng epee.
Ripples in the space oscillated, and nothing was intact wherever he passed. Xiao Hei under his feet was captured by Lu Fan's tyrannical force, and he stopped for a while.
boom!
The blades of the two collided, and the giant wooden knife in the hand of the Sacred Tree King suddenly began to crack inch by inch.
How can the transformed weapon compare to the real divine weapon.
This is also the reason why all warriors, no matter how strong they are, must have weapons in hand.
A magic weapon not only brings self-confidence, but also greatly strengthens martial arts.
The warriors from the Spirit Kingdom who rushed from all around turned into rain of blood and fell one after another.
The Sacred Tree King let out a roar, the veins on his forehead burst out, and his whole face turned red with blood.
He never imagined that Lu Fan possessed a stronger cultivation base than him at such a young age. The two faced each other head-on, and he tried his best, but he was still firmly suppressed by Lu Fan.
The mountain-like power on Lu Fan's body smashed the whole body of the Sacred Tree King into pieces. Immediately, with a bang, the Sacred Tree King flew backwards with the bursting force.
Lu Fan's sword leveled a hundred feet of space around him, but the warriors of Lingguo rushed over like a tide.
Holding the blade high, shouting to kill Zhentian, Lu Fan watched this scene and continued to shout loudly. But this time, his cries were directly drowned out by the cries of killing.
Lu Fan had no choice but to stomp his foot again, and said loudly: "Go quickly, and put His Majesty Lingguo in front!"
Thirteen heard the words and held the girl up high without hesitation. For a killer like him, the feeling of pity and pity has always been vain.
Her majesty is like a banner, catching everyone's eyes.
All the warriors from the Spirit Kingdom who rushed over immediately did not dare to use long-distance formations to bombard them.
the other side.
The figure of the saint fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.
The ice shattered and the crystal shattered. The old man next to the saint, with blood on the corner of his mouth, rolled over and fell to the ground, his eyes were red.
The giant tree was still there, and above the branches, the branches in Songwen's hands turned into a piece of fly ash.
"I said, you are not my opponent."
With a voice as calm as water and eyes as cold as ice, Songwen lightly broke off a branch from the side and pointed at the two saints.
"What a strong old guy."
The saint gritted her teeth and said.
As soon as the words fell, Songwen waved his hand. A ray of light appeared in the sky, and then turned into a beam of light and crashed to the ground.
Gravels flew all over the sky, and giant trees made dull sounds.
The two saintesses hurriedly dodged, only to find that the beam of light behind them was chasing after them, expanding at an astonishing speed.
"God's punishment!"
The old man screamed in shock, these methods are simply miraculous.
Even if they are the strong warriors of Beishen Kingdom, few of them can do it. It requires a deep understanding of the way of heaven and earth.
"Miss, go quickly. I will block him!"
The old man stepped forward and slapped the saint on the back.
With soft power in the palm, the saint soared high.
The figure of the old man was immediately surrounded by the beam of light, and the saint was trembling with anger, but she still turned and rushed towards Lu Fan.
Even in such a fierce battle, the saint still noticed the movement on Lu Fan's side.
The ten-thousand-year ice sword in his hand slashed wildly, and the ice crystals were dazzling wherever he passed.
Obviously it is only a thousand feet away, but the saint feels that it is so difficult to move forward.
It doesn't matter whether it is the rattan guards of Lingguo or the city guards. Although the cultivation base is not high, the advantage lies in the fact that there are many people, who follow one after another, and are not afraid of life and death. Like a flying locust, it came to kill the saint.
From a distance, it is just a little blue light against the dark clouds in the sky.
Lu Fan, who was running for his life, also saw this scene. Immediately, Lu Fan yelled loudly: "Xiao Hei, go pick up the saint, hurry up!"
Xiao Hei kept roaring, and opened his mouth to spurt out a stream of void flames.
The space shattered countless times, and the flames created a whirlwind, sweeping everything around.
A thoroughfare was sprayed out by Xiao Hei. Flapping its wings and flying high, Xiao Hei also tried his best to feed, although it really didn't need much effort to feed.
"Saint!"
Lu Fan shouted violently, the sword light came out, and the world disappeared.
Soaring to the sky to kill the sword!
The huge nine killing characters directly rushed towards the encirclement next to the saint.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the saint held up the Ten Thousand Years Ice Excalibur in her hand.
Fengming for nine days, Bingluan came to the world!
The figure of Bingfeng condensed behind her, raising her voice to the sky.
Frost spilled out, freezing everything. The ice phoenix flew high and exploded above the head of the saint.
A terrifying force swept out, and the blue light immediately covered the brilliance of the sun. Everyone felt a cold wind invading the bone marrow.
All the warriors of the Ling Kingdom who were chasing after him stopped.
The inconceivable silence suddenly appeared at this moment.
After a while, wait for the blue light to subside.
Everyone immediately noticed that the saintess, Lu Fan and others had disappeared without a trace.
They are like ghosts, disappearing between heaven and earth.
Seeing this scene, the Sacred Tree King, who finally flew up again, began to distort his entire face.
"Chasing, let me chase them all, and seal the sky city. Not a single bird, not a single drop of water is allowed to leave the city. Bring them back to me!"
The Holy Tree King screamed hysterically.
All rattan armored guards and city guards responded loudly, and then scattered and flew away.
Song Wen also stopped at this moment. The light stopped suddenly, and the figure that was originally shrouded by the beam of light disappeared.
Frowning tightly, he lightly tapped the branch in his hand, and countless green airflows gathered from all directions.
The expression on Songwen's face became more and more serious, and he suddenly found that he couldn't catch the breath of the other party.
"Disappeared?"
This is the first time Songwen encountered such a situation.
Judging from his experience, the skills used by the other party are by no means owned by Lingguo.
"It's a bit tricky."
Song Wen let out a sigh.
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