I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 69 69. Suzaku Magic Armor

Mu Qingtong crushed the Jupiter flower and sprinkled it into the glass bottle. It was dissolved by the fiery red slurry in the bottle. In an instant, a few golden stars emerged from the surface of the liquid and floated into the sky.

She placed the glass bottle under the blood moon, looked at it, and nodded: "There are still 50 seconds to fully fuse."

50 seconds should be enough. Xia Feng looked deep into the forest and said in a deep voice: "The pursuers are here."

Mu Qingtong put away the promotion potion bottle, and the eight-faced man flashed under the blood moon, holding a bloody scythe and hunting in black robes.

"You two, what, are you giving up the struggle and not running away?" The 8-faced man said in a joking tone.

"A dog chases me. The more I run, the more he chases me."

Xia Feng slowly pulled out the long knife and chuckled, "Rather than doing this, it would be easier to beat the dog to death."

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"Stupid boy, being sharp-tongued is useless." The 8-faced man said in a cold tone, swung his sickle, and the blood shadow walked behind Xia Feng in the blink of an eye, grinning, "Send you on your way!"

Xia Feng stabbed him in the back of the neck, which was a battle forewarning to him. Whoosh - the moment his head tilted to the side, the scythe sliced ​​across his scalp, and the strong smell of blood hit his face.

The second tail opens instantly!

The two light golden tails were plush and slender, and the tips of the tails released sharp spiritual pressure impacts. Xia Feng's figure jumped out like a rocket.

But the eight-faced man was surprisingly fast. After leaving a spiral scorch mark on the grass, his figure flashed to Xia Feng's head and stepped down with his big foot.

The second tail went around the forehead and deployed a defensive light net, but it still couldn't withstand the strong stamping of the 8-faced people, and slammed down to the ground - bang! !

The ground cracked and the smoke dispersed. To everyone's surprise, Xia Feng was not injured at all. Instead, he raised the knife and bent his knees to gather strength. When he suddenly released his strength, electric snakes wrapped around his feet, holding the terrifying blood like a spring. The waves shot violently high into the sky!

"What——" The pupils of the 8-faced man dilated slightly, and he quickly raised his arms and said coldly: "Shield!"

Bang! ! ! Xia Feng's broadsword struck the dark green shield-shaped light curtain, and waves of blood washed away during the collision, exploding into a sky-high light.

The eight-faced man frowned slightly and stepped back a hundred meters away.

"Is this the power of the D-level Spiritual Clothes Sandielang?" He looked surprised and held down his trembling arms.

What confused him even more was that the electrified steps Xia Feng used just now seemed to be C-level spiritual clothes? !

How can a young spiritual master who has just entered the first level know how to wear a C-level spiritual garment? ! Still so proficient!

The 8-faced man suddenly remembered that Wang Jue said that Xia Feng was a genius and should be dealt with carefully.

He didn't take it too seriously at the time, but now it seems that he was indeed right, this kid is simply a freak!

Thinking of this, the 8-faced man couldn't help but chuckle happily. Fortunately, he didn't let this kid grow up.

"Boy, you are very interesting~"

The 8-faced man raised his finger at Xia Feng, "Come on, let me see what else you can do -"

Halfway through, his face changed slightly, and the sickle suddenly swung back, buzz——

The woman in the black dress had her snowy hair flying back wildly in the wind, her pretty face was calm, and the long knife in her hand continuously spurted out waves of blood, turning into a sharp wind blade and rushing toward him.

Click click click——

The attack came so suddenly that he had no time to defend himself. The mask began to shatter inch by inch, revealing his pale lower jaw and bleeding from the corners of his lips.

Damn it, why does this woman know how to be promiscuous? Eight people flew out upside down, forming seals in the air and shouting, "Touch of the ghost tree!"

His body was instantly covered with a layer of dark green spiritual clothing, and countless brown and green wooden branches sprang out from his hands, dancing in the air like octopus tentacles, spreading in all directions, while easily blocking the impact of the blood wave.

The man in white and the woman in black were at opposite ends of the battlefield. They looked at each other, nodded to each other, and quickly formed a seal with their hands: "The sky announces the rain."

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy raindrops were falling.

"Thunder blast!"

As the men and women spoke in unison, the faint electric wires remaining in the air quickly exploded and split. Repeatedly, large areas of electric snakes appeared around them in a few breaths.

The wooden tentacles that rushed towards the two people showed charred black marks, sparks flashed continuously, burned and fell.

"Thunder Sky Step." Two figures, one black and one white, turned into black and white lightning in the heavy rain. They kept moving back and forth in the defense network of ghost trees. In a few seconds, they were on the left and right of the eight people.

Black and white figures volleyed in the sky. The eight-faced man looked up and his pupils shrank. What was going on with these two guys! Even if it’s just one monster, there are two of them!

He was filled with shock and doubt, but he made no defensive move at all. He just slowly raised the corners of his lips, and the two blood-colored long knives were like the guillotine's guillotine, passing each other -

The blood on his neck was like a fountain splashing into the sky, and his smiling head flew into the sky.

Under the heavy rain, the men in black skirts and white clothes shook their knives with blood on them, and turned around to look at the kneeling headless corpse in bewilderment.

"He has a problem." Mu Qingtong said softly.

Xia Feng nodded: "A second-level spiritual master is still a doomed person. It is indeed too easy to die."

"Haha~ You two are indeed geniuses, and you guys have noticed this."

Light laughter came from the belly of the headless human corpse, and a small wrinkled hand stretched out from the belly, and slowly crawled out of a little old man who was only about 1.2 meters tall.

The corpses and heads on the ground suddenly disintegrated and turned into wisps of spiritual light floating into the sky.

"It seems that the old man is the real body, and the outer layer of skin is the spiritual clothing or the spiritual weapon." Xia Feng thought thoughtfully.

[Touched target spiritual weapon, copying——]

[Target: Suzaku Magic Armor]

[Copy successfully! 】

[The copy position has reached the upper limit, should it replace the current spiritual weapon "Forest Scepter\