Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Song Wen in front did not respond. Instead, his aura began to drop sharply, and the corpse energy lingering in his body gradually became weaker.

"Is this because of spiritual weakness?"

Yan Feng felt happy again.

The more serious Ji Yin's strength declines, the greater the possibility of capturing Ji Yin alive.

Before he could be happy for a moment, he felt that Ji Yin's aura became weird.

The originally strong corpse aura disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an aura of awe-inspiring righteousness.

This feeling is very strange.

It's like a butcher who was originally evil, but turned into a compassionate and eminent monk in a blink of an eye.

Yan Feng was not surprised but happy.

Ji Yin indeed has big secrets. As long as Ji Yin is captured, these secrets will belong to him.

At this moment, a brilliant divine power suddenly filled the air from Ji Yin's body, filled with the power to cleanse all the filth in the world.

"What is this!"

Yan Feng finally couldn't care less about being happy, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

He hurriedly activated his Poison Technique, and bursts of green mist steamed around him. Then the green mist gradually began to condense and turned into a green copper bell, which protected him all over.

The green copper bell gradually became thicker, as if it was about to turn into a real bronze bell.

Before the transformation of the green copper bell was completed, a dazzling silver-white lightning appeared out of thin air high in the sky, followed by a thunderbolt, and the silver snake cut through the sky and struck Yan Feng directly.

"Boom!"

The silver snake hit the green copper bell and made a deafening roar.

The trees surrounding the earthquake continued to sway violently, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.

Yan Feng, who was at the center of the attack, was instantly dyed silvery white, stinging so hard that people could not open their eyes.

Lightning comes and goes quickly.

All the trees within a ten-meter radius around Yan Feng were smashed to pieces and nothing remained.

Where Yan Feng stood, even a layer of the land was scraped away.

The big green clock had disappeared, along with Yan Feng's entire left arm.

Yan Feng was seriously injured, but he survived.

I saw his face was ferocious, a little twisted and crazy,

"Okay, very good. I didn't expect you to be able to activate the Thunder Talisman, which can only be used by righteous monks. I must take you down, extract your soul, and slowly torture and refine it. I want to get all the secrets in you. .”

Song Wen didn't take Yan Feng's threats to heart at all.

Villains all die from talking too much.

In his heart, Song Wen was not satisfied with the result of the battle where General Yan Feng was seriously injured.

This is a first-level high-grade talisman. It is an extremely rare lightning-type talisman. It is a technique that can seriously injure or even kill monks in the late stages of Qi training. However, when used against Yan Feng, who only had the sixth level of Qi training, he was only seriously injured. .

Could it be that the talisman and seal script that Senior Brother Xu sold to me was a defective product? But looking at the thunder and lightning just now, it doesn’t look like a defective product.

In fact, his heart was also shocked by the thunder and lightning just now. The violent power and rapid speed were the power that cultivators should control.

He had some hope that one day he would be able to master the power of thunder and lightning.

One hand holds the mine, and the other hand controls the corpse.

Good and evil fellow practitioners, it’s exciting to think about it.

Mixed thoughts flashed through Song Wen's mind, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all.

Before Yan Feng could finish his words, the black ball in his left hand was thrown out.

"boom!"

The black ball suddenly exploded half a meter in front of Yan Feng.

The sudden explosion made Yan Feng's heart tighten. He thought Song Wen had activated some powerful thunder method.

As a result, the thunder was loud and the rain was light.

He felt several small pieces of iron inserted into his body, but the power of these iron pieces was extremely small. They only scratched the skin on his body and did not cause any real harm to him.

This was because he had just been hit by the thunder talisman, otherwise, these iron pieces would not have been able to break through his defense.

"It turned out to be just a thunderbolt, and he actually tried to use mortal weapons to attack the monks on the sixth level of Qi Refining."

Yan Feng said disdainfully.

In his opinion, Song Wen was already at the end of his rope.

Yan Feng's eyes were like lightning, and he was locked on Song Wen. He was ready to launch a thunderous strike to capture Song Wen.

At this moment, he noticed a sudden burning sensation coming from those iron pieces, and the burning sensation was still spreading.

In just a few breaths, his whole body turned red, like a cooked shrimp.

"ah..."

Yan Feng let out shrill screams one after another.

He could no longer stand and fell to the ground, curling up and trembling uncontrollably.

"Ah... Jiyin, you are such a despicable villain, you actually use poison?"

As Yan Feng, who practiced the poison-control technique, he knew very well that he had been poisoned by an extremely vicious and rare poison, and ordinary poisons could not do anything to him.

Monks who practice poison skills are much more resistant to poison than ordinary monks.

Seeing Yan Feng's miserable appearance, with blood gradually beginning to ooze out of his seven orifices, Song Wen's tense nerves finally relaxed.

He knew that he was definitely no match for Yan Feng in a head-on fight, so he prepared to use thunder symbols and poison to kill Yan Feng from the beginning.

However, the power of the Thunder Talisman was less than he expected.

He originally thought that the thunder talisman could kill the opponent, but he didn't expect that Yan Feng was only seriously injured.

Fortunately, he also prepared a backup plan. He applied Huo Fentian on the thunder bullet.

The effect of the poisonous fire burning sky was somewhat beyond expectations. Even Yan Feng, who practiced the poison technique, could not resist it. Of course, this had a lot to do with the fact that Yan Feng was already seriously injured when he was poisoned.

Song Wen knew that time was tight and he had no time to waste on Yan Feng.

He turned his hands over, and a fireball talisman appeared in each hand.

"go!"

Two fireballs the size of human heads flew out together and hit Yan Feng on the head.

Half of Yan Feng's head was blown away, and he lost his breath instantly.

Song Wenfei stepped forward, touched the storage bag on Yan Feng's waist with one hand, and thrust his other hand into his chest.

I just used the "Blood Escape Technique" and consumed a lot of blood essence. I just need to replenish it now.

As soon as Song Wen held the storage bag, he mentally sensed that someone was coming.

They are members of the same clan as Yan Feng who are at the fifth level of Qi training.

"How come it's so fast? It's really haunting."

Song Wen had to give up swallowing Yan Feng's blood essence and turned around to leave. However, when he turned around, more than twenty gray dots fell silently around Yan Feng's body.

Soon, Song Wen's figure disappeared into the dense forest.

The five people who arrived belatedly heard the sound of the two people fighting in the distance.

They originally thought that Yan Feng had won, but when they arrived at the place, only Yan Feng's broken body remained in place.

"How can this be!"

"Yan Feng has the sixth level of Qi training, how could he lose to Ji Yin who only has the third level of Qi training?"

Five people surrounded Yan Feng's body and said in disbelief.

"What should we do now? Jiyin can kill Yan Feng, and the five of us working together may not be able to keep him," one of them said.

The five people surrounded Yan Feng's body and fell into a brief silence.