The return of the king of Douluo Continent

"Hmph, you treacherous villain, wait until Brother Ye comes out, you may lose your life!" An Feng rushed to Wei and scolded unscrupulously.

Not only was Wei Wuliang not angry, but he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Did you see that, twenty-eight elite disciples of our Poison Sect are here. As long as Tang San dares to come out, I will make sure that his corpse is gone!"

"These people are all warriors at the fourth level of the Pulse Forging Realm. Their strength is extraordinary, and their numbers are powerful. Even if Brother Tang San is extremely talented, he will definitely be surrounded and killed by them!"

Dai Mubai saw Wei Wuliang's sinister intentions. Wei Wuliang knew he was no match for Tang San, so he just used the number of people to pile them up. It was really obscene and shameless!

However, just when Wei Wuliang was laughing evilly, he heard a shocking sword cry, and at the same time, a sword energy of a hundred feet rushed out from Tianyun Mountain, and the sword energy like a rainbow rushed over.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The sword energy flashed like a flooded river, rushing toward Wei Wuliang and the others!

Wei Wuliang's pupils reflected the light, and he had no time to dodge. He was so frightened that his body tensed up at this moment. The thought of not wanting to die rushed into his mind, forcing him to use his spiritual power to form a defense.

"what!"

The sword energy rushed in, and screams echoed over Tianyun Mountain.

Wei Wuliang took a hard blow from the sword, was lifted up by the sword energy, and hung on a tree, his breath becoming sluggish.

If he hadn't defended in time, just with this

The sword was enough to take his life.

The others were not as lucky as Wei Wuliang. More than twenty people were smashed to pieces by the sword energy. They were so injured that they didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Chacha!

A figure fell down, lifted the ropes around Dai Mubai and An Feng with a sword, and rescued the two of them.

"Thank you brother for saving your life." The two thanked him repeatedly.

Hai Ling nodded and said, "Let's go out and wait for Tang San."

"Where do you three want to go?"

At this moment, another group of people came to the mountain road, and the leader was Luo Shan.

Luo Shan held a low-grade Xuan-level blood knife in his hand, looked at Hai Ling, and sneered: "You are the Hai Ling designated by King Yao to capture! In Tianyun Mountain, you disguised yourself as a man and thought that no one would recognize you. Fortunately, Yao The king is very clever and keeps me on guard at all times, so I am lucky enough to have you trapped here."

Hai Ling knew that he couldn't hide anything, so he let go of his tied long hair and said succinctly: "The King of Medicine is still evil, isn't he afraid that I will come and kill him?"

Hai Ling's long hair let down set off her cold yet charming face, which immediately made everyone intoxicated. Dai Mubai looked surprised, seeing Hai Ling was so excited that he couldn't speak, but An Feng murmured: " It seems I guessed it right."

Luo Shan was startled when he saw Hai Ling's face. There was no trace of greed in his eyes. He licked his tongue and said, "No wonder King Yao has always been obsessed with her. Such a beauty is hard to find even in the world!"

Hai Ling drew his sword in his hand, pointed it at Luoshan and said, "Take your people and get out of here, go back and tell Medicine King that when I get out of here, I will take the life of this adulterer!"

Luo Shan didn't expect that Hai Ling would draw his sword so fast. He couldn't keep up. Just when he panicked, a beam of spiritual power shot out and fell directly on Hai Ling's sword. It was as heavy as ten thousand. Jun's strength could only force her to remove the sword from Luo Shan's neck.

At the same time, a voice came from Tianyun Mountain.

"Beauty is hard to find, but since I have a relationship with that boy, there is only one way to die."

Yue Feng rushed towards him with evil energy all over his body. He raised his hand and made a palm print, then blasted towards Hai Ling.

Hai Ling did not dare to neglect, and slashed out his sword again. The red sword flashed with light, and the shadowy sword light pointed at Yue Feng.

boom!

In the horrified eyes of everyone, Yue Feng shattered all the sword light with one palm, forcibly changed the trajectory of Hai Ling's sword, and hit Hai Ling's shoulder with the thick palm print filled with evil energy.

pat!

The Hongyan Sword fell to the ground, and Hai Ling's arms became numb and weak. She looked at Yue Feng in surprise and said, "You actually have evil energy injected into your body!"

Hearing this, all the warriors could not help but tremble.

Evil spirit means evil spirit, which is extremely violent and difficult to control. If a warrior has evil spirits injected into his body, he will be prone to backlash during cultivation. If he is not careful, he will end up going crazy, which is feared by the warrior.

Therefore, many sects explicitly stipulate that they will not accept disciples with evil spirits, and large sects like Lingxiao Daomen still send disciples to hunt down warriors with evil spirits.

Yue Feng absorbed the evil spirit and became the target of public criticism at this time and place.

But he didn't care,

Instead, he laughed wildly and said: "What's the difference between evil spirit and spiritual energy? Strong power is the right path. Those with strength are respected. How can you ants understand?"

A scene flashed through Hai Ling's mind. Her master was brutally killed by someone with evil spirits.

"Although Master told me not to be invincible against evil warriors, from that day on, I vowed to kill all these beasts!"

Hai Ling tried her best to inject spiritual power into her palms, the spiritual light bloomed, and she slapped Yue Feng with her palm.

"Understood!"

Yue Feng shouted coldly, and his whole body was shaken. Evil energy rolled in. He swung out a palm and came to a standstill with Hai Ling.

puff!

The power of the evil spirit was too violent, so how could Hai Ling be his opponent? He was seriously injured by Yue Feng's palm, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face became extremely pale, and even his breath shrank in an instant.

Yue Feng walked up to Hai Ling and said with a smile: "I suddenly changed my mind and don't want to kill you. Maybe it would be better to take you back and make you a slave, especially for a beautiful woman like you."

Hai Ling felt nauseated. She raised her other palm with difficulty to fight back, but Yue Feng grabbed her wrist and struggled to escape.

"Then I will make you into a puppet slave in front of all these people!"

Yue Feng smiled sinisterly, and gathered a ball of black energy in his palm, grabbing Hai Ling's Tianling.

This scene made all the warriors take a breath of cold air. They had never seen such a scene in the mountains all year round. Yue Feng's methods were simply unbelievable!

Dai Mubai and An Feng looked horrified, Hai Ling's beautiful eyes also shone coldly, and there was deep fear in their hearts.

"Haha...haha, I'm looking forward to it!" Yue Feng laughed wildly and was about to drop his palm.

But at this moment, his palm suddenly stopped. He knew that he had been locked. If his palm fell, he would be killed immediately by the person coming from behind.

A familiar voice sounded. Although it was a bit ruthless, it made Hai Ling's heart tremble.

"If I were you, I would choose to put down her hand obediently." Whoosh!

Yue Feng turned around, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of purple-black mist. The mist formed a rain of black needles, whizzing towards Tang San.