Feng Shui Master of Rebirth

"Oh? I think it's this ruthless blow or I'll give it to you!" Just as Ma Yanwang was about to add fire and increase the power of the formation, the cold voice of a young man appeared behind Ma Yanwang behind.

"No, I was fooled!" Hearing the words behind him suddenly, Ma Yanwang's heart shuddered, he was still careless!One turned sideways to avoid the savage blow behind him, turned around, <Sure enough, he saw that the young man lying on the ground behind him had clear eyes, where was there a trace of fatigue? !

"Hehe..." Ma Yanwang showed a weird smile, "I'll just say, how could he be the pillar of the Daoist sect so carelessly, and be defeated so quickly, it's all just pretending!"

"Hahaha..." Although I was afraid of Ling Feng in many ways, I didn't have too many eyes on him. I was just a young man. Even the savior chosen by heaven could not match the experience brought by time. An old man and a newcomer, the strength Speaking of it, he didn't think he was that bad, not to mention his experience far surpassed that of this little doll?

"Come on! Let me see if the Taoist No. 1 in the future can surpass your master!" As soon as Ma Yanwang finished his words, he slapped out a palm. Both of them are masters in formation and magic. Knowing that Ling Feng, as a disciple of the Wuming old man, must have a lot of treasures on him, if he competes with him in this technique, he may not be able to compete with him, so he can only fight and delay time.

The purpose of delaying time is to delay the death of these two old men. Once these two old men are dead and exhaust the young man's energy, why should he worry?Are you afraid that you won't be able to leave this SH city?

Ling Feng's boxing skills are indeed not as good as this old man who is over [-] years old. What's more, this man is full of evil skills, and he will sprinkle some poison powder from time to time. He must pay attention to every punch and kick. He is not even sure about Ma Yanwang's body. Whether the clothes are also stained with powder, in addition to avoiding, but also be careful not to let the body touch Ma Yanwang's clothes.

One is to attack with all his hands and feet, and the other is an inexperienced young man who avoids everywhere and pays attention not to get his clothes stained. After a few hits, Ling Feng has been hit hard. Fortunately, he He avoided the vital points, even so, his arms and legs began to tremble slightly, ignoring whether he had broken bones, he gritted his teeth, and dodged Ma Yanwang's swift blow again.

"I said, little guy, do you want to beg me for mercy? As long as you beg me for mercy, I will let you go, and I will take you as a disciple and pass on your skills. What do you think?" While chasing the young man like a cat playing with a mouse Beat, while persuading him softly and with a hoarse voice, his eyes were soft and fierce, wrapped in a black robe, it was hard to see if it was the same as his words, full of pride and teasing.

"Begging for mercy?!" Ling Feng sneered, approaching the long-extinguished torch without leaving a trace, the dim cave, and the faint fire mark in the depths of the cave. The young man's expression was dim, "You promise to spare my life?"

"Of course!" He knows how ruthless Ma Yan's strikes are. Every kick has the power to break an adult's bone and kill him. With a mortal body, if I guess correctly, this disciple of Ma Yan Wang has broken his hands and feet!

As a young man, compared to the old guys like them, he can persist for so long with broken hands and feet. Even the cold-blooded Ma Yan Wang can't help but love talents. The guy is willing to abandon the light and follow the darkness, but he is very willing to take this child under his sect and become a disciple.

Although reason told him that this was impossible.

"I..." The white shirt on Ling Feng's body has been scratched in a large piece, and the dirt has been rubbed out all over his body, one arm and leg are drooping unnaturally, and they are slowly swollen Wake up, martial arts practitioners have extraordinary eyesight, Ling Feng can see the complacent eyes of the man in front of him, this is the time to be careless, "My answer is..."

"Fart!" Ling Feng picked up the scattered torches on the ground, and threw them at Ma Yan Wang fiercely. One-third of his true strength was instilled in it, and he threw it directly at Ma Yan Wang's gate of life.

From the very beginning, he felt that this torch was a bit strange. The wisdom of the ancients was always so strange. They could put any seemingly ordinary thing in front of you, but you had no way of knowing that this thing was the treasure that held the battle.

Ling Feng's innate vitality is stored in his body, and his understanding of the flow of heaven and earth vitality is more than a little bit better than ordinary people. From the moment this torch appeared until now, this object has a faint attraction, stirring his heart , this thing must be extraordinary!

Therefore, his fight with the horse Hades, on the one hand, was to disturb the horse Yama's thinking, so as to prevent this person from suddenly intervening in the formation and causing a huge turning point in the formation, and on the other hand, it was also to verify the torch.

Sure enough, after seeing himself picking up the torch, Ma Yanwang's eyes changed drastically, as if he had done something that frightened him, Ling Feng threw the torch at his life gate, Ma Yanwang was so surprised that he didn't even have time to dodge, and was caught Hit hard, the black cloth on the head was also knocked away a little bit, revealing half of a cheek like a mummy, except for the normal eyes, the rest of the cheeks seemed to be sucked dry by the sun , such as Egyptian mummies.

"You!" Ma Yanwang was really angry!In order to regain control of his body, he made a deal, gained the right to be a human being and controlled his body, but he could not obtain a body like a normal person.

Making a choice between freedom and a normal body, Ma Yanwang has no choice. He wants to live, so he chooses freedom. Why is he a second personality?Why can't he control the body?Why can't he be his own master, but be a bystander watching this cowardly personality save people every day except saving people. All the money went out.

Such a good person is indeed admirable, but what benefits can it bring?He lives in the worst house and eats the worst food. Why does he work so hard every day?Ma Yanwang has too many things he can't get used to, he can't wait to chop off this kind personality, stupid, stupid and kind!

Although the exchange was made, what he got in return was only to act at night, he belonged to the darkness!

Wrapped in a long robe every day, covering his face and not being able to see people is a hidden pain for him, but this damn child has shown the biggest scar in his life in front of people, how can he not be angry?How can you not complain?How can you not hate it!

Ling Feng just dodged a god, narrowly dodged Ma Yan Wang's blow, his hands and feet were injured, where is this Ma Yan Wang's opponent, simply because he made a lot of preparations before setting off, and took out the five thunders spell from his arms Throwing it out, he was naturally dodged by the horse Hades, and there was a 'rumbling' sound behind him.

"Is this all you can do?!" Ma Yanwang stood in front of Ling Feng, his shriveled cheeks were strange, and there was a mockery in his eyes. "I wanted to accept you as a disciple, but you don't know how to praise, so there is nothing you can do!"

"Go to hell!" Ma Yan sneered with his hand on his neck.

Ling Feng didn't have much strength anymore, he had been holding on from just now, even if the hand of King Yama's hand was on his neck, even if the arm just now was kicked by this man and it was broken, he was still in his heart. Not so scared anymore.

"Do you think you can kill me?" Ling Feng's voice was slightly lowered, he coughed, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were surprisingly clear, and said softly: "I bet you can't kill me, do you believe it?" ?”

"I can't kill you?!" Ma Yanwang swears that this is the funniest thing he has ever heard, "Hahahahahaha...."

"Then try it, I don't believe you still have the ability to resurrect!" Ma Yanwang strengthened his hand, "I will let you slowly experience the feeling of being strangled by me, do you think this idea is good?!"

There was still a mocking smile on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, even though he was strangled by the neck, he could still smile, his breathing gradually became difficult, his arms and legs hurt, probably they were all broken!Ling Feng thought irresponsibly, but he was not in a hurry, and counted silently, "One, two, three..."

"...Eighty or ninety, fall!" Ling Feng fell to the ground, and Ma Yan Wang in front of him showed an unbelievable expression, and fell down staggeringly.

"Ahem!" Ling Feng curled up, coughing vigorously, and almost confessed here.

Enduring the pain in his arm, he supported the wall and stood up. All the people and things in the crowd had fallen down, and Wuming Laodao and Yuan Yangzi quickly woke up from the illusion.

The two looked at everything in front of them a little uncomfortable, and they were still fighting desperately with their disciples a moment ago. Although they finally felt that they had entered the formation, they didn't have the strength to defeat the people in the immediate environment. At the last moment, he thought that he would be confessed here today, but he didn't expect that the illusion was over, and in front of him was the fallen Ma Yan Wang and his apprentice who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Junior brother Yuan Yangzi also stood aside with a dazed face, as if he had just emerged from an illusion.

"Xiaofeng! How are you?!" The Wuming old man was weak and walked in front of Lingfeng. Only then did he realize that the disciple he cared for had almost broken his limbs and was still spitting blood out of his mouth. He was terrified , No matter how many pains I have experienced, but the disciple in front of me has not experienced any big storms. Looking at Ling Feng who is so injured, the unspeakable heartache and resentment towards this horse Yama, the nameless old man, pulled Ling Feng's hand, "Good boy, hold on, let's go out first."

Yuan Yangzi has already run out to call several warlocks waiting outside the cave. Now that Ma Yan Wang has been killed by his nephew, these warlocks are left to be responsible for clearing the other formations in the cave and collecting evidence of Ma Yan Wang's crime.

A dozen or so warlocks ran in, and what they saw was Ling Feng, who was in a coma, half-embraced by the unknown old man, who also looked weak, and the three brothers of the Chen family ran over to separate Ling Feng and the unknown old man. The two walked out of the cave with their backs on their backs, and the other dragged the shriveled horse Yama out of the cave. The poor horse Yama still didn't wake up after being knocked by the rocks in the cave so many times.

Ling Feng was lethargic, fractured all around, and internal organs were damaged. Fortunately, the vitals were protected and there was no serious problem, but he needed to rest well.

The Wuming old man lost too much vitality, making the person who was always energetic look a lot older, and his movements were sluggish.This is not the most important thing for the Wuming old Taoist. The important thing is that whether it is for ordinary people or warlocks, the lack of vitality will deeply affect the length of life.

After such a battle, it can be seen that Wuming Old Daoist's life expectancy is not more than a few years.

So when Ling Feng woke up and saw Master like this, he felt a lot of sadness and regret. How much better would it be if he discovered this formation earlier or broke the formation earlier?

The most indispensable thing in this world is regret, and the most lacking thing is regret medicine.

No matter how Wuming Lao Dao and Yuan Yangzi tried to persuade him, Ling Feng couldn't let go of it.

King Ma Yan woke up, his terrifying face made all the warlocks unbelievable, in the face of everyone's questioning and surprise, he smashed the can, cursed Ling Feng, despicable, and used drugs to assassinate him!

Ling Feng originally hated this horse Yan Wang very much, but now that he heard this, he fell into deaf ears, and went directly to Gu Xiaoyun to send a catty of the enhanced version of itchy powder sent by Tangmen, watching this horse Yan Wang itchy every day He fell to the ground and begged for mercy, unmoved.

Ling Feng's ruthlessness was aroused by Ma Yan Wang, and the warlocks who watched the whole process felt numb in their hearts. A powerful young man with such a cold heart, who can say for sure what will happen in the future? !

Every sorcerer made up his mind to go back and warn his disciples, don't underestimate people casually, especially this quiet and unobtrusive child!