Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#793 - Fang Xiaotian's ears

This tactic made Lu Qianfeng extremely irritated. He increased his output, and the fireballs from his mouth sprayed faster and faster, but their power decreased, forming a dense net of attacks.

However, Li Chengfeng's Azure Mist Step, after actual combat deductions, not only did not slow down, but became faster and faster.

In the end, people could only see a red thread shuttling through the dense fireballs, like a dragon playing with a pearl.

The small sword also seemed to possess the same power as the Azure Mist Step, launching a frenzied attack on Lu Qianfeng.

Initially, Lu Qianfeng could still control the overall situation with his powerful strength, launching a dense attack on Li Chengfeng.

However, as time passed, his speed became slower and slower, and his output also became weaker and weaker.

Flaws also began to gradually appear, becoming more and more numerous.

Finally, Li Chengfeng seized a fleeting opportunity, his figure flashing like a ghost.

With a "whoosh" sound, the small flying sword in his hand cut a long gash on Lu Qianfeng's thigh, and blood gushed out, staining the surrounding air red.

Lu Qianfeng screamed miserably, and a piercing pain made his body tremble, almost falling to the ground.

At this moment, the speed at which he spewed fireballs obviously slowed down, as if bound by invisible shackles.

The power of the fireballs had also dropped to the extreme, barely maintaining a weak flame, no longer posing any threat to Li Chengfeng.

Because he was already exhausted, his dantian was empty, without any mana to support him to continue fighting.

He had already replaced two spirit stones, but the speed at which he absorbed them was too slow, unable to replenish the mana he needed in time.

The shortcomings of spirit stones were exposed at this moment. A deep regret surged in Lu Qianfeng's heart. He regretted that he should not have attacked Li Chengfeng, and even more regretted that he had not recognized the situation earlier and retreated in time.

However, it was too late to regret now. Lu Qianfeng roared angrily, wanting to escape with his last strength.

However, without mana, it was as difficult as ascending to heaven for him to escape. He had just taken a few steps when he was intercepted by Li Chengfeng's flying sword.

With a few strikes, his chest, back, and arms were all hit, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining his clothes red.

He screamed repeatedly, his voice filled with fear and despair.

However, Li Chengfeng did not quickly end his life, but stabbed his body again and again with his sword.

The injuries on his body became more and more numerous, the blood flowed more and more, and his breathing became slower and slower. He gritted his teeth and said, "Li Yichen, if you want to kill me, just kill me, why torture me like this?"

His voice was filled with anger and unwillingness, but even more with helplessness and despair.

Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "I am testing you. I am afraid that you are deliberately feigning weakness, waiting to give me a fatal blow when I go over to pick up the bargain.

There is a saying that you must never be careless, and the struggle of a trapped beast is the most tragic.

Although you seem to be unable to resist, who knows if this is your last trick?"

"You bastard!" After hearing this, Lu Qianfeng stopped fighting directly, fell to the ground on his back, looking like he had given up, and said, "Kill me if you want, I admit defeat!"

Li Chengfeng saw that the other party was really at the end of his rope, and there was no mana fluctuation in his dantian, knowing that he was powerless to recover.

So, with a "whoosh" sound, he quickly struck, and with one sword strike, Lu Qianfeng let out a shrill scream.

His mouth was cut off by Li Chengfeng's sword, and then Li Chengfeng quickly sealed it to prevent it from doing evil again.

"To be able to train the mouth like a magic weapon, this technique is really good." Li Chengfeng looked at the mouth in his hand and couldn't help but exclaim, "At a critical moment, this mouth can be of great use.

Your tongue is also trained to be as hard as steel. If you accidentally cut it, I am afraid you will also die. What a strange technique!"

After speaking, he took Lu Qianfeng's storage bag and took out the 'Eloquent Tongue Bead' called 'Mouth Bead'.

This bead contains the essence of Lu Qianfeng's cultivation of the Way of the Mouth, and it is also a good treasure for Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng looked at Lu Qianfeng's body and once again felt the absorption power of the small secret realm rules.

He was no longer surprised by this kind of demonic method.

He was not in a hurry to leave, but once again scanned Lu Qianfeng's technique secrets with his divine sense, and was immediately impressed by the perseverance and wisdom of these cultivators.

Although their cultivation methods may be somewhat unorthodox, their efforts and persistence are worthy of recognition.

The other party's mouth cannon skill was obviously not completely derived from a certain technique, but was created by Lu Qianfeng himself.

He combined the essence of several techniques, performed a unique spell, and then painstakingly practiced mouth cannon, which formed the current power.

Li Chengfeng greatly admired this, and secretly thought to himself, sure enough, one cannot underestimate the people of the world.

This Lu Qianfeng is also a thoughtful person, like himself, not sticking to tradition, not being content with the status quo, and always wanting to make improvements in techniques and spells to make them more powerful.

Li Chengfeng was not in a hurry to try to fuse or test these beads left by Lu Qianfeng.

These beads are not the original body, and the secret methods contained in them may not be fully used by himself.

Therefore, he still chose to keep a low profile and be steady.

Once he tried to take risks, he would probably lose more than he gained, and may even fall into danger.

Li Chengfeng set off again, heading towards the distance. This time, he released his aura unscrupulously, without hiding it at all.

He hoped that the remaining four could find him and send him the beads in their hands.

This secret realm is neither big nor small, but while Li Chengfeng was walking leisurely in it, the others were not like this.

Their strengths were similar. When they saw that the other party was strong and not injured, they would choose to avoid them and look for the next prey.

As time passed, they found that the auras were decreasing one by one, which meant that the people in the trial were constantly dying.

And who will finally get the beads? No one can be sure. In such an environment, everyone became exceptionally cautious and careful, for fear of becoming the next target.

Fang Xiaotian hurried all the way, he was like a spirit beast, extremely fast, traversing the dense forest path.

He finally obtained his own bead, and the chances and coincidences in it made him both surprised and emotional.

However, he also paid a considerable price for this bead, was injured, and had to retreat to a safe place in the secret realm for several days to recover.

When he stepped out of the retreat again, he found that there were many fewer auras around him.

His heart trembled, and he immediately sensed the surroundings with his divine sense.

Soon, he found a moving bead. Although the aura emitted by the bead was weak, it could not escape under his keen divine sense.