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Qin Sang's eyes moved between Fat Chicken and Thunder Ball. Fat Chicken himself was very strong and could control Thunder Ball. Under Fat Chicken's nose, it was not advisable to rush in and snatch Wujian Xue Sangding.

After pondering for a moment, Qin Sang had a bold plan in his mind.

He activated the Yama flags in all directions, and the ghost threads formed a large net, and huge waves of black fire rushed towards the fat chicken.

Facing the menacing ghost thread, the fat chicken showed no fear, his round eyes rolled around, but his eyes flashed with interest, like a child who finally found a toy.

The fat chicken stood on the edge of the jade pond, motionless like a general, raised a small fleshy wing and pointed at Qin Sang.

Silver light flashed on the fleshy wings, and a thunderstorm shot out.

'boom! ’

Thunderstorm and black fire collide.

Even though Fat Chicken didn't use the power of the thunder ball, he was still very powerful at the peak of the demon spirit stage. Qin Sang tried his best to maintain the formation, and the black fire broke out, swallowing up the thunderstorm bit by bit with difficulty.

When Qin Sang finally calmed down the thunderstorm, he suddenly found that the figure of the fat chicken had disappeared from the side of the jade pond at some point.

Qin Sang was frightened but not confused. Without thinking, he turned the Yin Soul Silk without hesitation and sent the black fire towards the left side of his body.

'Snapped! ’

A round figure was shot out of the void by black fire. It rolled in the air, fluttering its small fleshy wings, and then managed to stand firm.

There was lightning flowing between the feathers of the fat chicken. Before the preparation of Lei Dun was completed, Qin Sang discovered it.

Black Fire was so arrogant that he continued to hunt down the fat chicken.

The fat chicken was forced to roll around in the air to avoid the black fire, and suddenly screamed loudly.

Countless lightning bolts suddenly shot out from the thunder ball, but instead of attacking the black fire to rescue the fat chicken, they rushed straight towards the Ten Directions Yama Formation, pointing directly at Qin Sang.

This fat chicken is not stupid, he knows how to surround Wei and save Zhao.

Qin Sang sighed in his heart, it was impossible to cross Chencang secretly.

The lightning released by the thunder ball was extremely fast and arrived in an instant. Qin Sang was not slow in his actions. He decisively gave up his attempt to sneak into the jade pond and retreated.

The fat chicken escaped the difficulty and tilted its little head, as if wondering why Qin Sang could find its traces.

In fact, Qin Sang was watching the battle between the Thunder Swallowing Falcon and the two Nascent Souls outside, so he already knew the capabilities of the Thunder Swallowing Falcon. He had already predicted how Fat Chicken would respond.

Qin Sang's combat experience is far greater than that of Fat Chicken. Unfortunately, the gap in strength between them is too big. Fat Chicken's cultivation level is there, and he has the blood of monsters and beasts, and his fighting instinct is not weak.

Coupled with the existence of thunderballs that destroy the balance, no matter how high the combat experience is, it cannot be transformed into victory.

The fat chicken did not control the thunder ball and directly killed Qin Sang. It raised its head and spit out a pillar of thunder, and then disappeared again.

Qin Sang secretly cursed in his heart that Fat Chicken was using him to train his hands and improve his fighting ability.

The red pill in his hand is like a talisman that continues to burn. Qin Sang cannot always accompany Fat Chicken around.

With a thought in his mind, Qin Sang stopped dodging and directly used the black fire to challenge the fat chicken head-on.

'boom! boom! ’

There was a loud noise in the cave.

The fat chicken is so elusive that it deserves the name of the thunder-eating falcon. Even though it is a new-born cub, Yu Lei is still superb. This talent makes Qin Sang extremely envious.

The Yama array in all directions trembled, but Qin Sang remained still, willing to be a target and allowed to be beaten by the fat chicken.

Fat Chicken has never used the thunderball, but it is very powerful. After just a few hits, the black fire is already very thin. The core of the formation flag can be vaguely seen, and it is shaking. It seems that the formation is already crumbling.

The fat chicken has probably never felt so happy. Its cries became more and more cheerful, and its little fleshy wings flapped more and more diligently. It flew up and down around the Ten Directions Yama Formation, but it was very cautious and kept a safe distance from Qin Sang. .

Just when the fat chicken was getting carried away, an illusory sword shadow suddenly appeared from the void, it was the ebony sword.

Qin Sang quietly used the ebony sword to lurk in the dark, and finally waited for the opportunity to shoot it from an extremely sinister angle.

The speed of the flying sword was astonishing, and it appeared on the back of the fat chicken's neck in an instant.

Seeing that the sharp sword energy was about to pierce the delicate hair.

At this critical moment, Fat Chicken didn't panic at all. His round eyes turned around with a hint of cunning, and he suddenly turned his head, his little yellow mouth opened wide, and a bolt of thunder that had been stored up at an unknown time spurted out.

The timing chosen by Fat Chicken was too tricky. The distance was so close that the ebony sword could not avoid it and was submerged by the thunder pillar.

'boom! ’

The ebony sword was directly knocked away by the thunder pillar, and the aura on the sword dimmed.

However, the ebony sword is Qin Sang's natal spiritual sword. If the spiritual sword is damaged, Qin Sang will not be spared.

Just hearing a scream, most of the already weak black fire suddenly dissipated and was almost extinguished.

Qin Sang's figure was exposed from the black fire. His face was pale and his aura was messy. He was obviously affected by the natal spiritual sword. At this time, he seemed to have difficulty maintaining the Ten Directions Yama Formation.

Qin Sang staggered, glanced at the fat chicken, with an extremely frightened expression on his face, gritted his teeth, hurriedly gathered his remaining strength, rolled up the Ten Directions Yama Formation to protect his body, and ran away.

The fat chicken not only cracked the sneak attack, but also took advantage of it and counterattacked. He had just made a proud move, and when he was so excited, how could he let the toy escape like this?

Immediately, without any hesitation, he transformed into Lei Dun and rushed in front of Qin Sang at a faster speed than Qin Sang, blocking Qin Sang's path.

Almost at the same moment that Fat Chicken appeared from Lei Dun, the black fire of the Ten Directions Yama Formation suddenly dispersed automatically. One person and one bird were very close to each other, with their eyes facing each other.

Fat Chicken suddenly noticed that the fear on Qin Sang's face was gone, replaced by a look of amusement.

His complexion seemed to have become paler, but his breath was not messy at all.

The ebony sword is made of magic weapon, and it is carefully controlled by Qin Sang. How can it be easily damaged? It is just Qin Sang's trick.

The instinct of a monster makes Fat Chicken feel danger coming.

But before it could respond, a ghostly roar came from the black fire, and then a stream of Nine Nether Demonic Flames that was deeper than the black fire rushed towards the fat chicken.

Fat Chicken felt the terrifying aura of the Nine Nether Demonic Flames, and his big round eyes widened. An uncontrollable look of panic spread in his eyes.

‘Wow! ’

The Nine Nether Demonic Flames engulfed the fat chicken.

The fat chicken only had time to activate the power of thunder and attach to the body surface.

How could a fat chicken at the peak of the demon spirit stage be able to withstand the Nine Nether Demonic Flames that even Feitian Yaksha was afraid of? The fat chicken screamed again and again, and seemed to be crying.

Qin Sang didn't feel any pity at all, because at the same time as the fat chicken screamed, he felt an extremely terrifying violent force behind him, which was already close at hand.

If he were hit by this force, Qin Sang had no doubt that he would be easily killed to pieces!

Qin Sang was horrified. Fortunately, he was prepared and hurriedly moved his figure to avoid it.

But the movement of his hand did not stop, and Tiandu Sha appeared in his palm at some unknown time.

The opportunity fleeting, Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat, the spiritual power in his body poured into the Sky Poison Veil without any reservation, and the top-quality magic weapon shattered.