Naruto Sword

Whirlpool Lengfeng looked at the two of them in astonishment.

Two people rushed over, one tall and mighty, with a strange rune on his forehead that looked like the word slave.

One looked a little thin, but there was a strange thing like an eye on the back of his hand.

He found that there were also black silk threads connecting them in the void.

But these threads are not absorbing energy, but giving energy to them.

"Is this the so-called sacrificial offering? Treat those ordinary people as sacrifices, and absorb their energy through special means to replenish yourself?"

Whirlpool Leng Feng secretly guessed in his heart.

Honglian took a step forward at this time, facing the two weird people directly, her hands flying.

In an instant, several crystal cones stabbed out from the ground towards the two people.

The two weirdos showed no expression on their faces, and instantly jumped into the sky to avoid the thrust of the crystal cone.

"Humph! Naive!"

At this time Honglian snorted coldly.

Immediately, the vortex cold front was surprised to see that the piercing ice cone pierced upwards rapidly again, like thorns growing wildly.

Phew, after all, the tall weirdo didn't escape the thrust of the crystal cone, and was instantly penetrated through the body and hung in the air.

And the thin weirdo was also pierced in the air after resisting twice.

"It's so naive to want to block me with this strength!" Honglian sneered.

Whirlpool Lengfeng frowned as he looked at the strange man hanging in the air through the ice crystals.

"No, no, they're still alive!"

"Huh?" Honglian looked at the two people strangely, but didn't find anything wrong.

"Their aura hasn't changed since the beginning, and the black silk thread is still continuously sending energy to them!"

Whirlpool Lengfeng looked at the two people with a serious expression and said.

Sure enough, as the voice of Whirlpool Leng Feng fell.

The tall and strange man suddenly turned into a mass of thick ink, flowing down the spar, more and more, and finally formed a waterfall, rushing towards the red lotus and the vortex cold front.

"Get out of the way, don't let this kind of thing get on you!" Whirlpool Lengfeng exclaimed.

After speaking, the two of them jumped back and landed on the big tree behind them.

But surprisingly, these ink-like things did not attack the red lotus on the branch and the vortex cold front, but gathered in another direction.

Whirlpool Lengfeng looked strangely at the direction where the ink was flowing, where the shadows of him and Honglian were being projected in that direction by the setting sun.

"Could it be that they are attacking shadows?"

"Honglian, be careful of your own shadow." Whirlpool Lengfeng suddenly shouted.

The figure ejected instantly, allowing the shadow to avoid the attack of the ball of ink.

And Honglian was a beat slower, because she didn't understand the meaning of Uzumaki Lengfeng's words at all.

At this moment, the ink flowed into Honglian's shadow.

Then, under Guren's shocked gaze, she discovered that her shadow had come alive.

Yes, my own shadow stood up from the ground, like a black person.

"Hahaha! It's really fun and fun!" At this time, the thin weirdo stretched out his hand and gently stroked the red lotus crystal.

Then the crystal directly turned into something like a stone and collapsed suddenly.

The thin and strange man turned over and landed gently, walked slowly to the side of the black shadow, and then lightly tapped on the arm of the black shadow man.

There was a light click, as if the shadow man had broken a bone.

"what!"

At this time, Honglian screamed and knelt down on the branch suddenly, her face was sweating, and her arm drooped, obviously broken.

"What? Is this ability similar to that of Fei Duan? Fei Duan needs blood, but the opponent only needs a shadow to do it?"

Whirlpool Lengfeng watched this scene in shock.

"Hundred Styles - Demon Burning!"

Whirlpool Lengfeng snorted coldly, raised his fingers slightly, and a stream of flames suddenly rose from the skinny monster's feet.

"Kill that skinny weirdo first, so that the other party shouldn't cause harm to Guren, right?"

Whirlpool Leng Feng thought to himself.

The thin weirdo reacted quickly, and quickly flew backwards.

A stone-like shell separated the flames from him, protecting him from being burned by the flames.

"Huh? What is that, can it isolate my flame?"

The whirlpool cold front looked at the stone shell made by the thin man strangely.

"Crack!" There was another soft sound at this time.

The shadow man actually broke his right leg by himself.

"Ah—" Honglian's miserable scream sounded again.

"We must cut off their connection, otherwise I'm afraid it will be too late!"

Whirlpool Lengfeng saw in horror that the shadow man had put his hands on his neck.

As long as you break it lightly, the cervical spine will definitely break.

And Red Lotus will also be killed.

"What should I do, what should I do?" The cold sweat on Wei Wei Lengfeng's head also flowed down at this moment.

"Void, dimensions, invisible evil gods, souls! To souls!"

Whirlpool Lengfeng's eyes flashed brightly, he thought that the soul seemed to be something in another dimension.

Kato Dan's secret art of spiritualization seems to be able to attack people through the soul.

Could it be that the other party is also using similar methods at this time?
"No matter what, give it a try!"

Whirlpool Lengfeng opened his eyes slightly, and the giant soul beast in the sea of ​​consciousness slowly woke up, and gradually opened his eyes.

There is nothing to hide from where the eye can see.

"I see!"

The vortex cold front saw through the soul that countless dense silk threads connected the red lotus and the shadow man.

The damage suffered by the shadow man was transmitted to the red lotus through these densely packed silk threads.

And these silk threads seem to be a level higher than the black tentacles he saw at the beginning.

If the vortex cold front didn't use his soul power, he really wouldn't be able to discover the connection between them.

"Roar" the giant soul beast roared, and its gaze turned into a sharp blade to cut down on those silk threads.

There was a soft sound in the soul of "Sla".

Those threads were severed with a single blow.

"Huh!" Whirlpool Lengfeng let out a long breath.

"Huh? How is it possible?" At this time, the thin and strange man seemed to have discovered this.

He couldn't help but exclaimed, he seemed unable to understand how the other party did this.

At this time, the giant soul beast in the vortex cold front sea of ​​consciousness looked at the thin strange man.

Suddenly, he discovered that those strange eyes on the opponent's back also contained a lot of strange spiritual power.

Thinking of the opponent's petrification skills, it's like Medusa's eyes, as long as everything it sees can be turned into stone.

In the final analysis, it is also the use of spiritual energy.

The so-called evil gods and gods of death must also be energy bodies similar to souls.

They exist in another dimension, a dimension higher than three.

If they are connected to the three-dimensional space, the impact on the people in the three-dimensional space is equivalent to a thorough dimensionality reduction blow.

People in three-dimensional space have no solution to this situation.

Hi Duan was able to kill Asma with the help of this power that does not belong to the three-dimensional world.

Suddenly, in the small village not far away, energy seemed to rise again, as if someone had noticed something wrong here and wanted to come out to have a look.

The vortex cold front came to Honglian's side in a flash, hugged her and rushed to the distance.

At the same time, a shocking evil aura suddenly rose behind him.