Chapter 1310 The Little Black Fist destroys the Golden Spirit King!

Yan Fei's momentum and murderous aura made the huge majority of the spirit masters who were eager to try were discouraged. They stopped in front of Duan Ruyan's fire wall, no matter how the Golden Spirit King urged him.

But some of them still rushed through the fire wall. These were all powerful men from the Golden Spirit King's direct line. They really couldn't watch the Golden Spirit King fight alone.

However, as soon as they rushed over the fire wall, they were killed by a sword light.

Yan Fei had already fired the Nanming Lihuo Sword. This Nanming Lihuo Sword was like a patrolling guard, flying around on the other end of the fire wall. As long as a spirit clan rushed over from the fire wall, the Nanming Lihuo Sword directly locked the target, killing the sword with one sword without hesitation.

At this time, those who dare to take the risk of rushing through the fire wall are basically powerful people from the Golden Spirit Clan. Unfortunately, they can't stand a blow under the Lihuo Sword of the Nanming Ming Dynasty.

As the powerful Jin Ling clans were killed by the Nanming Lihuo Sword one after another, not long after, even the Jin Ling clans did not dare to act rashly.

Yan Fei was like a door god, guarding tightly between them and the Golden Spirit King.

The firewall emitted by Duan Ruyan became a gap that they could not cross.

Behind Yan Fei.

The roar was like thunder, and Xiao Hei was like crazy. The Vajra Giant Fist, the Vajra Giant Wings, and the Vajra Sword Tail took turns to fight, forcing the Golden Spirit King to have only the ability to resist and have no power to fight back. The Golden Spirit King, who was retreating step by step, seemed helpless in the face of such a vicious and ferocious big guy.

Even the golden sword in his hand lost its original edge.

One-on-one, the Golden Spirit King can still compete with Xiao Hei for a while, but now he has no intention of fighting again and has no intention of fighting. The death of the three spirit kings is right in front of him, especially the spiritual roots of the three spirit kings have all been taken away by Yan Fei. These are seen by the Golden Spirit King, which are a huge blow to his psychological defense line.

In this way, the combat power will definitely be greatly reduced.

It was already at a disadvantage, but not long after, King Jinling could not bear it.

"Come on, come up and help me."

"What are you all standing there? I treat you very well on weekdays."

"Go, let's go together. The Yan surname cannot stop you so many people. Those who violate the order will die. I will never let you go."

Xiao Hei pressed forward step by step and had already gained all the advantages.

"Hmph, you'd better take care of yourself." Suddenly, while the Golden Spirit King was distracted and shouted, Xiao Hei condensed the powerful beast energy and punched the Golden Spirit King.

Buzz!

The sound of the fist hangs on the wind is enough to have tens of thousands of pounds of force.

This punch hit the Golden Spirit King hard and directly hit the body of the Golden Spirit King.

However, from the perspective of state, Xiao Hei's punch passed through the Golden Spirit King's body, because the Golden Spirit King did not have a substantial body.

With one punch, King Jinling suffered a great loss.

Then another punch was still blowing.

The little black foot had six giant Vajra arms and six giant fists as big as a house, which hit the Golden Spirit King in turn. It is conceivable what the result would be.

With a fierce bombing, Xiao Hei was fully accustomed to the point and quickly weakened the Golden Spirit King.

"Stop, stop hitting, don't, you have something to say."

"Don't fight anymore. I can talk to you. Stop. There is nothing that cannot be discussed."

"You, what is your monster? I can promise you all the conditions and don't fight again."

Xiao Hei didn't care so much. After two rounds of Vajra Fist, the Golden Spirit King's voice was extremely weak. If he didn't listen carefully, he wouldn't hear what he was saying. The extremely weak Golden Spirit King had reached the end of his strength. His voice was almost the same as a mosquito's scream.

Even so, Xiao Hei chased and fought until the Golden Spirit King's voice completely disappeared, and the golden spiritual power in his body began to dissipate quickly.

At this point, all the four spirit kings of the spirit clan were destroyed by Xiao Hei and Yan Fei.

If we count the previous King of Water Spirit, in just half an hour, the five spiritual kings of the Spirit Clan have successively lost their lives.

The four clans, seeing that the four spirit kings are over, are not enough to have no heads. Although there are many people, this is no problem that can be solved by having more people.

The surging came and retreated in a mess.

Tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of spiritual masters began to retreat like a tide.

Xiao Hei waited for a while, and when the Golden Spirit King's body completely dissipated, the golden spiritual roots appeared, and he grabbed it.

Xiao Hei, such a giant, grabbed the golden spirit king's spiritual root, which was only half a foot long, in his hand, just like a mortal catching an ant. If the fingers were not closed tightly, I was really afraid that they would sneak away.

Grasping the spiritual roots of the Golden Spirit King, Xiao Hei ran to Yan Fei.

"Hehe, boss, you got three, I got one too, right in my hands."

Yan Fei held the divine sword in his hand. Seeing that the spiritual army had retreated, he relaxed a little.

Hei took over the spiritual roots of the Golden Spirit King from Xiao Hei.

"Yes, are there any problems with your injury?"

"Don't worry, it's all flesh and blood."

Yan Fei deliberately looked at the injured giant wings behind Xiao Hei and asked with concern: "The injuries on the giant wings are probably not light, right?"

Xiao Hei wanted to show that he was fine in front of Yan Fei, but it was obvious that his injured giant wing was very difficult to sport.

"His grandma's, the Spirit King of the Spirit Clan is indeed not bad. He actually injured my Vajra Giant Wings. It's good, very good. Boss, please don't worry, it's really okay, it's just skin trauma."

"No need to go out to fight for the time being, manifest the mini form and follow me."

"Boss..." Xiao Hei was about to speak when he suddenly found that Yan Fei's face had sunk. When he reached his mouth, he could only swallow it again.

In accordance with Yan Fei's instructions, Xiao Hei manifested his miniature form and squatted on Yan Fei's shoulder.

"Brother Yan, according to the truth, we have made such a big noise, it is impossible for Lingzu to know that he hasn't shown up yet?"

"Yes, boss, the Spirit King has a great status in the Spirit Clan. We killed five of them in just a while. That Spirit Ancestor can really calm down."

Duan Ruyan rolled his eyes and said, "Is it possible that the Spirit Ancestor is busy with some key strength at this moment? Or he is no longer in the Spirit Valley, otherwise he would have rushed out long ago."

Yan Fei had no words.

Now that things have come, it doesn't matter. Yan Fei condensed his cultivation in his mouth, and then used the power of the lion roar to shout in the direction where the Ling Valley is: "Lingzu, I know you are in the valley. I came here specially and discussed the important matters. If you come out and see me, this matter will be much simpler. If you continue to pretend to be deep, I can only start a big killing."

The words fell, and the quiet and cold wind-desolate voice further contrasted this silence.

"Boss, do it, the fight still doesn't hurt enough."
Chapter completed!