At this time, the girl Azhu was standing quietly in a corner in the distance, observing every process of Chen Feng and Yan Qiang fighting.

She admitted that she underestimated Yan Qiang and even more underestimated Chen Feng.

When she saw Yan Qiang use the secret talisman of the Spirit Palm to save her life as a means to kill Chen Feng, Azhu knew that her plan had succeeded.

However, before she could use her killer move to break Yan Qiang's spiritual palm secret talisman, a sudden change appeared. The huge spiritual palm that Yan Qiang forced to activate with the spiritual palm secret talisman actually disappeared out of thin air!

What was wrong? Azhu and Yan Qiang were both as if they were stinging their hearts, and they strongly hoped to figure out what was going on. The former was mainly surprised, while the latter had the desire to die. Yan Qiang had already felt that the secret talisman in his forehead had completely turned into a piece of waste paper. Sure enough, after losing the last trace of secret power, the secret talisman squeezed out from his forehead again. After losing the secret power, the original material collapsed, and the secret talisman automatically turned into ashes and floated away.

Yan Qiang was completely stunned. Whether he could kill Chen Feng was no longer so important. It was imperative to think clearly about how to explain it when he returned to the sect. The entire Da Ling Sect, but only ten spiritual palm secret talismans, made him use one of them like this. Even if he used his life to redeem it, he would be blamed.

For a moment, Yan Qiang even had the absurd idea of ​​rebeling from the Daling Sect.

In despair, Yan Qiang suddenly remembered what Gao Huan said. At that time, Gao Huan said that Chen Feng colluded with outsiders to steal the Black Star Python. Now it is proved that Chen Feng is just a person, but his strength is far higher than the ordinary secret disciples Gao Huan said. By the way, when he went back, he said that he was besieged by a group of secret soldiers and had to use the Spirit Palm Secret Talisman to save his life, and fought hard to regain the Black Star Python. Since that is the case, killing Chen Feng and regaining the Black Star Python can punish the merit. No, it should be a merit! For the Great Spirit Sect, Hong Ling'er is definitely much more precious than a Spirit Palm Secret Talisman, which is the link between the Great Spirit Sect and the upper eight gates!

Yan Qiang speculated that the strange disappearance of the spiritual palm was undoubtedly related to the secret weapon or even the secret treasure on Chen Feng. However, with Chen Feng's cultivation level, this secret weapon or secret treasure cannot be used twice in a row, and he still has a chance to kill Chen Feng himself. At that time, a powerful secret weapon or even the secret treasure will be added to his storage bag.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiang secretly thanked that although the spiritual palm disappeared, his Nine-Star Secret Realm could still be maintained for a while. Thinking about the possible gains he might get, he couldn't help but be excited, and immediately bit his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the blood cloud beside him. The blood cloud was still a foggy ball at the beginning, and soon condensed. With sharp screams, a red skull slowly appeared with a little ghost in his mouth.

After Chen Feng felt that the Star Moon Pearl of the Heavens absorbed the secret power of the entire spiritual palm, he was surprised at first, but now he finally understood. Yan Qiang had practiced the secret techniques of the Great Spirit Sect, but in addition to practicing the secret techniques of the Great Spirit Sect, he actually practiced these secret techniques of the undead spirits. The aura of these undead spirits naturally affected his secret power, which aroused the interest of the Star Moon Pearl of the Heavens.

The little ghost in the red skull in the blood cloud immediately opened his mouth after seeing Chen Feng, and a black light as thick as a bowl was spurted out quickly, directly at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng had regained his freedom of action. Facing the black light, he did not dodge and slashed it directly, shattering the black light.

"Good boy, the sword in your hand is getting more and more attractive to me. You can't even be afraid of the nightmare light of my blood skeleton. Boy, hand over everything on your body quickly. Maybe I can spare you forever. Otherwise, if I continue like this, I will continue to spend my essence and blood, and I will also sacrifice my blood skeleton with you."

How could Chen Feng be coaxed by him: "If you have any tricks, just use it. The Black Star Python is not here with me."

Yan Qiang saw Chen Feng not toasting, and scolded him, "I don't know how to lift up." Then he stretched out his index finger with his right hand and placed it on the corner of his mouth, bit it lightly, and then squeezed out a drop of extremely thick blood from the thorn, and gently dripped into the blood cloud under him. Then he focused on the blood cloud in his hands and started to activate the secret technique.

As Yan Qiang slowly spit out the spell, the bright red blood cloud that had originally enveloped him gradually turned around, and became faster and faster, and gradually squeezed towards the center. The blood skeleton's mouth finally slowly opened with the squeeze of the blood cloud. The little ghost in its mouth let out a strange cry and rushed directly towards Chen Feng.

"What a strange secret pet." Chen Feng thought about it for a while, thinking that the secret pet was better for the secret pet, so he released the red phosphorus centipede and the blood spirit spider. Although the little ghost was powerful, he could only gain the upper hand one-on-one. Now that he faced the red phosphorus centipede and the blood spirit spider, he was at a disadvantage and screamed when he was bitten.

Seeing that Chen Feng had two secret beasts, and they were both relatively strong, Yan Qiang's heart was once again bruised.

Why, why is such a boy almost above me everywhere? Yan Qiang looked at Chen Feng in annoyance, as if he was about to stutter him.

"The Blood Dragon Secret Technique!" Yan Qiang had a blue face and sprayed several mouthfuls of essence and blood into the blood cloud, and his handsome face turned pale.

Chen Feng thought that forcibly improving his cultivation is indeed not a complete idea. Just using secret techniques to spew out essence and blood, which may greatly damage a person's vitality. Yan Qiang is not only cruel to the enemy, but also to himself!

The blood cloud around Yan Qiang began to rotate rapidly, and the secret power around was quickly absorbed into the middle of the blood cloud. Then, headed by the skull in the blood cloud, the blood cloud formed a dragon-like appearance.

Yan Qiang looked at the condensed blood dragon with satisfaction, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Blood dragons are often attacking means that only secret masters can condense, but now they are independently condensed. At this time, how much he hopes that there will be an audience nearby! Inside the sect, because he has practiced secret techniques outside the Great Spirit Sect, especially the secret techniques of the necromancer that has been rejected, it has been controversial. Now, those small things are not worth mentioning. After all, this is the strongest attack he can use in his life.

The dragon leader who acted as the Blood Skeleton opened his mouth and bit Chen Feng directly. Yan Qiang knew that Chen Feng could not avoid this move. After all, he had spent too much money on the Blood Skeleton, and he knew the strength of the Blood Dragon.

Yan Qiang saw Chen Feng's dazed look and sneered a few times. He was about to sneer a few more words, but his mouth was just opened but he couldn't close it.

Just as he was about to sarcastically mocking Chen Feng, Chen Feng below suddenly raised his hand, and a fire dragon that was three points longer than the blood dragon appeared out of thin air, heading straight for him with a blazing flame.

After a moment, the violent impact sounded. Yan Qiang looked at his blood dragon, his face changed drastically, and he immediately raised his head and fled like a white crane soaring into the sky.

Who would have thought that when Yan Qiang was rising, he felt a severe pain in his mind. Then, the fire dragon that had swallowed the blood dragon had not yet exerted its expiration and chased him directly.

The fire dragon was very fast, and was close at a glance. Yan Qiang wanted to struggle, but felt that his secret consciousness seemed to have gotten into it, and then his head was hurt. When he barely came back to his senses, the fire dragon had swallowed him directly.

Without the support of the secret technique, the little ghost who fought fiercely with the red phosphorus centipede and the blood spirit spider also "was" and turned into smoke and dissipated in the air.
Chapter completed!