C530 (2/2)
Leng Xinghong's strike directly shattered, while he was sent flying several meters back while spitting out a mouthful of blood, his expression extremely ugly.
”Boss, I'll help you!”
Seeing that Ye Ling was unable to defend against the attack, Feng Yu, with a ferocious glint on his face, immediately flew over. When he raised his hand, the Sickle of the God of Death suddenly swept towards Leng Xinghong.
”Sickle of the God of Death?” Leng Xinghong's expression changed greatly. Seeing the Sickle of the God of Death appear, he actually felt like he couldn't move at all.
Clang!
Feng Yu was knocked back with a single strike.
”Damn it!” This is the Bloodline Ares-class? ” His Sickle of the God of Death was actually pushed back, as it stared at the blue colored blade floating above Leng Xinghong's head in anger.
”Feng Yu, be careful. This person is extremely strong. His bloodline strength has already stepped into the fourth level!” Ye Ling flew close to Feng Yu and warned him in a low voice with a serious expression.
”What are you afraid of him for!”
”I also have a bloodline divine ability!”
When Feng Yu heard this, he actually sneered at Leng Xinghong. Following after, black light erupted from his entire body, and numerous black chains appeared in the air, instantly surrounding Leng Xinghong!
”death lock?”
”That's right!”
”Your father will skin you alive today!”
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly swung his arm, causing the death lock to instantly constrict and lock Leng Xinghong up in the air.
Ye Ling frowned, seeing that Leng Xinghong was trapped, he suddenly jumped into the air with an ice-cold expression. The Buried Skies Coffin in his hand quickly flew up, and directly smashed towards Leng Ming's head.
”Scram!”
Seeing Ye Ling's attack, Leng Xinghong's face suddenly turned sinister. His eyes released a blue light and his entire body suddenly erupted in a burst of cold air. An ice lotus appeared above his head and instantly rushed towards the Buried Skies Coffin.
BOOM!
Bang!! With a loud noise, Ye Ling's face turned pale.
The falling Buried Skies Coffin stopped, but Ye Ling spat out a mouthful of blood and directly flew several meters away.
Above Leng Xinghong's head, the ice lotus revolved, emitting an eye-piercing blue light, enveloping his body, and allowing the death lock to slowly loosen up.
”What?” What treasure is that? ” Feng Yu revealed a shocked expression. He felt that the death lock's internal energy was rapidly weakening, yet he was actually unable to deal with that Leng Xinghong.
”Nine Lotus Ice Lamp!”
Ye Ling's eyes narrowed as he looked at the ice lotus above Leng Xinghong's head. This was a treasure of the Leng Family, called the ”Nine Lotus Ice Lamp”.
”Humph!” Ignorant child, you want to kill me? You're not qualified! ”
Leng Xinghong laughed out loud. The Nine Lotus Ice Lamp above his head, the most valuable treasure amongst the other bloodline energies, possessed an extremely strong defensive power. If they wanted to kill him, it would be difficult to ascend into the sky.
”I don't f * cking believe I can't kill you!” When Feng Yu saw Leng Xinghong being so arrogant, he flew up in anger. The Hades' seal at the center of his brows flashed with a black light, and a giant black hand suddenly appeared and directly grabbed at Leng Xinghong.
”Hand of Death?” Leng Xinghong's eyes widened. When he saw the giant black hand appear, he actually couldn't stop his square leg, and the Ninelotus Ice Lamp on his head was trembling.
BOOM!
When the Death God's Hand fell, the Nine Lotus Ice Lamp that was set in place by Leng Xinghong suddenly exploded, the terrifying power of death quickly submerged Leng Xinghong within.
”AHH!”
Seeing that his strike had worked, Feng Yu suddenly slashed down with his blade, attempting to kill Leng Xinghong on the spot.
Facing the attack of Feng Yu, Leng Xinghong actually looked fierce, a blue light appeared between his eyebrows, and with a pffft, several blue light flew out.
”Ah pu!”
The phoenix feathers near to Leng Xinghong, however, were caught unprepared. They were directly penetrated through by the blue light and sent flying horizontally.
When Ye Ling saw this, his brows furrowed and he instantly approached Leng Xinghong. The purple-veined star in his forehead flashed explosively, and a black bolt of lightning swept across the sky with a loud bang.
BOOM!
The blue light that Leng Xinghong emitted instantly shattered, and a crack appeared on the center of his forehead.
”Nine Thunder Burning Heaven Arts!”
”Damned Sky Dragon Sect, they actually passed this technique on to you!”
Leng Xinghong, who was struggling in vain, was clenching his teeth in anger, the life force in his body was being cut off, and his primordial spirit was being destroyed.
If not for Feng Yu's obstruction, he would have easily killed Ye Ling. Now that he was at the end of his rope, in the end, he was still defeated by Ye Ling's heavenly lightning.
”Leng Xinghong, you brought this upon yourself!”
”If it were not for you relentlessly chasing after him, you would not have ended up like this!”
Ye Ling's face was ice-cold. He squinted his eyes and glared at Leng Xinghong. This person was extremely strong and was the enemy that made him feel the most headache.
”Don't be complacent!”
”You, Ye Ling, should not be alive. You will pay back everything you owe my Leng Family!”
Leng Xinghong scolded angrily in a low voice, looking at Ye Ling with a sinister gaze, unwilling to give up. However, he was regretting that he was too careless, otherwise, Ye Ling would have already been dead under his blade.
”What a pity!” You'll never see that moment again! ”
In the face of Leng Xinghong's words, the corner of Ye Ling's mouth hooked up into a sinister smile. Following that, his eyes suddenly widened as he walked in front of Leng Xinghong in an instant.