MTL - Kill That Villain!-Chapter 57 Ghost King

"King Guiteng!"

The thought had just started in his heart, and the huge tentacle had already passed through the ghost vines in the sky and went straight to Lingfeng's location to attack!

Boom! !

The sword light was lifted, and the huge tentacle was also thrown away by this blow.

However, Ling Feng and Chang Yaoye were both shocked by this tremendous force, and their blood was surging.

Especially Chang Yaoye.

Although she is not the one directly receiving the force, this transmission force alone makes her blood churn. It can be seen how powerful this Ghost Vine King's blow is.

When King Teng appeared, the other tentacles of the ghost vines began to retract.

But in the blink of an eye, the dense blockade of ghost vines had disappeared, and in the cracks of the entire rock wall, there were only a dozen huge tentacles covered with dark gold lines, laying in front of the passage.

The attack failed to take down the prey, but instead was burned by the opponent's sword energy, which made King Teng, who had dominated Suohunyuan for countless years, furious.

The tentacles that were raised high only stretched in mid-air for a moment, and they all rushed to the place where Lingfeng was standing!

A dozen tentacles flew up and down, almost filling the entire crack.

In order to prevent Chang Yaoye from being injured by these huge tentacles, Ling Feng let go of his palms and embraced her waist, and with a vertical posture, he quickly dodged the attack of these huge tentacles that were constantly rolling.

While retreating, he still did not forget to take the time to strike a few swords for the Ghost Teng King. The fiery sword energy burned the huge tentacles with black smoke rolling. Although it couldn't break through its protection, it made Tong suffer unbearable pain.

This repeated stinging pain finally made a loophole in King Teng's attack, and at the moment when the loophole appeared, Ling Feng's arm shook violently, and he directly threw Chang Yaoye out!

"Go ahead and wait for me!"

With a little effort, Chang Yaoye was sent directly out of the edge of the crack channel.

And Ling Feng's thin figure was also submerged in the tumbling attack of the ghost vines at this time.

【Ding! Chang Yaoye favorability +5 Chang Yaoye favorability +8...]

The prompt sound in his mind kept ringing, but Ling Feng couldn't tell the difference to check it.

At the moment when Chang Yaoye was sent out, the tentacles of the Ghost Vine King had already sealed off all the surrounding space. At this time, a tentacle cage had formed around Ling Feng.

With the constant squirming of those tentacles, the space that Ling Feng can use is getting smaller and smaller.

And this is not the worst, what makes his heart sink even more is that the Ghost Vine King is pulling him to sink like crazy!

No matter how his ruthless sword slashes, he cannot break the blockade of this ghost vine cage.

Black smoke billowed, and the shock wave of the screeching screams of the Ghost Teng King kept reverberating in the cracks.

Seeing the monster drag Ling Feng into the ground with her own eyes, Chang Yaoye's eyes were hazy with tears. The feeling that she wanted to rescue but was unable to rescue her again tore her heart that had not healed for a long time.

After waiting for a long time at the end of the crack, the thin figure did not appear.

The hope of surviving was extremely slim, Chang Yaoye wiped the tears from her face fiercely, and when she turned around again, her eyes were already calm, but her eyes, which were as thick as a cold night, looked so icy and cold.

"If he suffers any damage, no matter how much he pays, he will eradicate all the ghost vines in this world!"

The icy voice kept echoing at the end of the crack, and the slender figure gradually disappeared into the thick fog.

At this time, the oval-shaped ghost vine cage also stopped after reaching an underground space.

The tentacles of ghost vines woven together began to swim quickly, but after breathing, Ling Feng's figure had already appeared in the open space.

It's just that at this time there are more huge chunks of wood on his shoulders.

The protective mask has not disappeared, but it has become bleak under the corrosion of the mucus of King Onito.

Ling Feng's chest was heaving and undulating, and after being dragged down by the Ghost Vine King, the True Essence Liquid in his Qi Palace reached the bottom as he kept breaking free.

If it wasn't for this giant tree to hold up a space, I'm afraid he would have been crushed into a pile of minced meat by that huge force.

Without the energy blessing of the Fire Poison Pearl, the Heartless Sword couldn't help these tentacles at all.

At this time, Ling Feng was deeply aware of how important a magic weapon was to a cultivator.

The infuriating mask is already dim, and when the energy in the fire poison bead is exhausted, this protective mask will disappear.

only......

Why didn't the ghost vine tentacle attack him?

Instead, staring at the giant tree on his shoulders?

Is this giant tree...

Just as he was thinking about it in confusion, those hideous and ugly tentacles of ghost vines came to him again.

Ling Feng's body tightened, and he was about to dodge subconsciously, but suddenly found that the tentacles of the ghost vines were moving very slowly, as if he was... afraid of something?

"Could it be that you are afraid of Shen Kongmu?"

At the same time as the thought arose, Ling Feng had already grabbed the tentacles of the giant wood and stalked it.

As Ling Feng expected, at the moment when the giant tree was about to approach, the tentacles of the ghost vine quickly retreated.

However, after only retreating all the distance of 100 meters, he stopped in place, and continued to swing his tentacles carefully to test.

Ling Feng: "..."

"It doesn't look like you're afraid, does it?"

Tentatively approaching two more steps forward, the ghost vine tentacles avoided it again, and also stopped at a distance of 100 meters.

The tentacles of the ghost vines retreated again, which greatly increased Ling Feng's confidence. Before the mask of infuriating qi disappeared, Ling Feng put the giant tree beside him, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover his infuriating energy.

The depleted Chi Hai finally overflowed with the True Essence Liquid once again.

With a bit of self-protection, I feel a lot more at ease.

At this time, those ghost vine tentacles also flinched and leaned in front of Shenkongmu again. As for Ling Feng, who was sitting next to him, he was directly ignored.

Seeing that Guiteng's attention was attracted by Shenkongmu, Ling Feng quietly took out the Jingnierdan and took it out.

I don't know how long Shenkongmu can hold the Ghost Vine King. After taking out the pill bottle, Ling Feng poured out five pills and swallowed them directly.

The medicinal pill entered the abdomen, and the scorching energy exploded directly in the viscera.

The majestic energy was poured directly into the Qi Palace like a river opening its gates. Ling Feng was in a cold sweat from the pain.

Until the energy in the Fire Poison Orb was filled up again, the violent energy generated by the five Pure Nirvana Pills did not disappear.

In desperation, Ling Feng had no choice but to use his long sword to slash at the Ghost Vine King, trying to use his True Qi to free up the storage space for the Fire Poison Pearl.

A wave of sword-like light swept in, only causing the ghost rattan king's black smoke to roll over and his face full of confusion.

He tried to fight back several times, but when he saw the Shenkongmu at Lingfeng's feet, he began to hesitate again.

In just two breaths, Ling Feng had already struck out hundreds of swords.

Instead of wanting to endure the severe pain, King Guiteng was forced to helplessly, so he could only shrink his body desperately.

When it returned to the size of a normal ghost vine, the energy in the fire poison bead was finally consumed by half.

And the energy that was scurrying around in the Qi Palace finally slowly poured into the Fire Poison Pearl under the guidance of Ling Feng Yuan Ying.

The feeling of the Qi Palace being torn apart disappeared, Ling Feng let out a long sigh, and his eyes that gradually calmed down also fell on the Ghost Teng King at this time.