Chapter Six Hundred and Thirtieth: All Means

The beam of light came strangely, and disappeared in a flash. Luo Pengfei, who was in the fierce battle, didn't know where it came from, and only vaguely saw it coming from the direction of He Xiongjie. …≦,

The ability of the light beam was very strange. With Luo Pengfei's ability, he was suddenly frozen, unable to move for a few breaths.

Luo Pengfei secretly cursed "Damn it", his whole body burst out with blood, and with a wild charge, he broke through the beam's immobilization effect in an instant.

But at this time, mountains and heavy waters had already crashed down, and the black flames also took the opportunity to break through the blood shield and burn towards his body.

With a "boom", the binary heavy water hit the Blood-devouring Demon Sword, and a huge force like a mountain was added to Luo Pengfei's body. Under the heavy pressure, Luo Pengfei's tall body could no longer fly, and fell off the deck with a bang , made a loud noise, knelt down on one knee, and knelt on the deck, holding the Blood-devouring Demon Sword with difficulty in both hands, exerting all of his body's strength, barely holding it steady.

Black flames followed one after another, surrounded Luo Pengfei with a whoosh, and burned into flames.

On the deck, the monks burst into cheers.

Witnessing Luo Pengfei's ferocity, the monks on the deck were always terrified, fearing that Luo Pengfei would act violently and slaughter the entire Fengyun.

Fortunately, Island Master Ying and Uncle Li Huang are very strong, and the power of the magic weapon is even higher than that of the ancient demon Luo Pengfei. Together, the two of them managed to firmly suppress the demon, which is really satisfying.

The morale of the monks on the deck was greatly boosted.

Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong glanced at each other, murmured something, and the secret technique kept attacking Luo Pengfei, but both of them knew that there were still people on the Fengyun who were secretly helping each other.

The person who helped him secretly was quite powerful, and he could make the devil Luo Pengfei freeze for a short time.

Otherwise, the magic weapon of the two of them would never have such a result.

Binary heavy water is like a mountain. Firmly suppressed Luo Pengfei, who was caught off guard, on the deck.

The Purple Light Fire Gourd Black Flame took the opportunity to burn violently. Calcined Luo Pengfei's blood light body.

Jindan cultivator cultivates real fire. The nine-turn real fire has different colors.

From low to high, the order is red orange yellow green blue blue purple black and white.

I don't know how far Yingxuanhu has cultivated the real fire, and whether he is also practicing the nine revolutions of the real fire.

Judging from the flame of his natal magic weapon, his real fire should not be weak. The purple light fire gourd sprays black flames, and the flame intensity is not weak.

On Luo Pengfei's body, blood as thick as plasma was sizzling from the black flames, and bursts of blue smoke emitted from his huge body.

I didn't notice for a while. Unexpectedly being suppressed by two golden cores, bursts of anger surged in Luo Pengfei's heart.

"Oh", Luo Pengfei let out a roar, and Luo Pengfei's bloody fists that had been attacking violently lifted upwards, and he also held the Blood-devouring Demon Sword. , the body stood up slowly.

There was another opening in the mouth, and a bloody arrow rushed out. On the crossed arms, blood glistened. Another shield came out.

The blood arrow spurted out, and the blood was shining.

Amidst Luo Pengfei's roar, he exerted all his strength with his four arms, and the Blood-devouring Demon Sword flicked suddenly, and the Binary Heavy Water was shaken, and was bounced far away.

With a big stride, his body rotated in the air and flew up, and the black flames on his body shook off along with the plasma of the body protection.

Circling upwards, Luo Pengfei yelled violently: "Drink", the blood on his body burst out, and the thick black flame was scattered by the shock.

Li Yuncong shook the willow branch, and the binary heavy water flew back and fell into the white jade bottle of suet without any mistakes.

Ying Xuanhu chanted a mantra, and with one stroke, the scattered black flames flew into the gourd like rivers flowing into the sea.

At high altitude, Luo Pengfei was not in good condition, his whole body was burnt black, and his blood was covered with a layer of black ashes and a dark red color.

The four thick arms that raised the blood-devouring sword were bloody and bloody. Obviously, it was quite difficult to break through the binary heavy water.

With a spin in the air, the Blood-devouring Demon Sword in Luo Pengfei's hand was thrown out again, turning into a dark red compass in the air, and once again charged towards the phalanx of foundation-building monks.

In the fight just now, Luo Pengfei wasted a lot, just as he himself said, now, he uses the blood-devouring sword to absorb the blood of the foundation-builder monks to make up for his own consumption.

Li Yuncong held the jade bottle in his hand, shook the willow branch lightly, and said loudly: "Go all out for the battle, trust me, remember the discipline of the battle, don't mess around at will, be careful."

The deck foundation monks all replied, "Okay."

Zhong Xiaohao was fighting against the blood mark and couldn't move. Fortunately, Uncle Li was also able to take the lead, and the morale of the monks on the deck was greatly boosted.

Witnessing the power of dual-element heavy water, at this time, the monks on the deck had doubled their confidence in Uncle Li Huang, and they fought in an orderly manner.

Li Yuncong knew it wasn't him. Although he didn't know who was helping in the dark, at this moment, Li Yuncong had to bear the blame.

The monks who established the foundation joined the battle, and He Xiongjie felt refreshed again, the traction force of the formation descended on him, and with a movement in his heart, a silver rapier appeared in his hand.

The rapier is as thin as a feather, three feet long, smooth and silvery.

With one stroke of the rapier, the power of the formation has been blessed.

On the slender thin sword, a white brilliance suddenly appeared, and a piece of white brilliance fell on the rapier and attached to the surroundings, forming a sword-shaped armor.

The rapier looked like it instantly turned into a wide-edged broadsword gleaming with silver light.

With a throw of his hand, the silver light broadsword flew into the air, facing the dark red compass sword shadow of the Blood-devouring Demon Sword flying in circles.

The silver light broadsword faced the Blood-devouring Demon Sword, and the air was filled with the sound of clashes and collisions again.

The four real people in the air were ready to go, but they did not launch an attack. Instead, they waited intently, ready to lend a helping hand to the Foundation Establishment cultivator phalanx at any time.

If the Blood-devouring Demon Sword could easily suck blood to replenish Luo Pengfei's consumption, the battle situation would be very unfavorable.

In any case, before Luo Pengfei attacked them, he stopped Luo Pengfei from sucking blood.

When the Blood-devouring Demon Sword met He Xiongjie's flying sword for the first time, after a series of collisions, it defeated the flying sword forcefully and rushed into the Foundation Establishment monks.

Under normal circumstances, the current results should not be much different.

But an accident happened.

The great silver light sword blocked the blood-devouring demon sword, and in a series of collisions, it did not show any weakness.

The silver light is shining, the sword body is crystal clear, and it does not lose the wind at all. Instant confrontation no less than a hundred times. Until the energy of both swords is exhausted. Still tied.

A trace of doubt and puzzlement flashed in Luo Pengfei's purple pupil blood eyes. He stretched out his hand and made a move, but the Blood-devouring Demon Sword returned without success and fell into his big hand.

But in the eyes looking at He Xiongjie, there was already a trace of unkindness and fear.

He Xiongjie's fleshy ears turned red and throbbed, but there was no panic on his face, and his eyes looking at Luo Pengfei were extremely calm.

The four Golden Core cultivators in the air looked at each other. There was a knowing look in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel settled.

If the deck was entirely composed of foundation-building monks, it would be impossible to stop Luo Pengfei.

If the thin sword is just an ordinary spirit sword, even with the blessing of a large formation, it can't stop the blood-devouring sword at all.

He Xiongjie's main battle formation was able to block Luo Pengfei, which can only explain one problem, that is, He Xiongjie himself is not simple, his cultivation and strength are not simple, and the rapier is also not simple.

Ying Xuanhu laughed loudly in the air: "Brother He is good at cultivation and good means. I admire it."

Although I don't know the origin of He Xiongjie, everyone's position is the same now. They were all fighting the ancient demon Luo Pengfei.

With a move, He Xiongjie took back the silver sword, clasped the silver sword with both hands, rushed to Xuanhu and cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "Thank you, thank you, the owner of the island is a good plan, and Xiongjie has no choice but to do something for the owner of the island." It's a fight."

In He Xiongjie's words, he vaguely stated that the series of changes on the Fengyun were all related to Ying Xuanhu.

Ying Xuanhu nodded, bluntly, and generously admitted: "Yes, it is indeed Xuanhu's design to force the devil to show his original shape, but, Brother He, don't you think it is necessary?"

He Xiongjie looked at Luo Pengfei and said, "I don't know if it's necessary. I only know that everyone is on the same boat now. I'm responsible for the safety of the monks on the deck. Cut off his supplies. It's up to you if you can deal with him." It's gone."

Ying Xuanhu and Li Yuncong looked at each other, and said loudly: "Okay."

Then, the four Golden Core cultivators in the air turned to Luo Pengfei, their true energy burst forth, and they began to prepare for the next wave of attack.

Luo Pengfei's blood-red face was cloudy and cloudy. When the few people were talking, they didn't take advantage of the opportunity to act, but judged the situation urgently.

Unexpectedly, there were so many Golden Core monks hidden on the Fengyun, Luo Pengfei felt that he was being too careless.

More importantly, Luo Pengfei vaguely felt that the inexplicable light beam that had just fixed him was not He Xiongjie's method, so it meant that there was a secret opponent on the Fengyun.

The existence of the beam enemy made Luo Pengfei the most fearful. Once the battle reached a critical moment, the opponent would come again. He didn't need to stay still for long, just a few breaths would be enough for him to drink a pot.

Originally, he thought that he would destroy his opponent, but he didn't expect such a battle to happen, so Luo Pengfei hesitated for a while.

Luo Pengfei didn't dare to let go of his actions, fearful of stealing the enemy.

The four main attacking Jindan had no scruples and shot with all their strength.

Jin Li and Jin Dan Yu used two flying swords, circling and flying, to cooperate with the attack.

Li Yuncong's binary heavy water, in response to Xuanhu's black flame main attack, did not hold back, and poured towards Luo Pengfei.

Luo Pengfei always had a little spare energy, and while entangled with the four Golden Core cultivators, he looked around carefully, trying to figure out who it was that was shooting the light beam in the dark.

The strength of the ancient demon surpassed the four golden elixirs by more than a notch, and the ferocity of smashing the golden shark made the four golden elixirs feel lingering fear.

However, what Luo Pengfei was depressed about was that his opponent was hiding very deeply in the dark, and he kept holding back, like a poisonous snake in the dark, staring at him all the time, but the light beam's ability to hold himself in place was very strange, impossible to guard against, and had to be guarded against.

On the Fengyun, four Golden Cores besieged the ancient demon Luo Pengfei, and fought again and again.

The battle situation is deadlocked, and it is hard to tell the winner.

However, with the development of the battle situation, Luo Pengfei found that the trend of the battle situation was starting to be unfavorable for him.

With their hands and feet tied, and the attack methods of the four golden cores had their own characteristics, Luo Pengfei could not help but suffer some sporadic injuries.

The longer the time, the more damage accumulated, but He Xiongjie stopped the Blood-devouring Demon Sword again, which made Luo Pengfei extremely irritable.

The purple pupil bloody eyes gradually became more fierce. It seems that the only way to force the bloody handprint is to drive it. (To be continued..)<