"Tyrant, you can achieve such success at a young age. I really don't want to kill you!"

King Arthur stepped on the void and looked down at the Lan Feng surrounded by countless spikes. His calm and indifferent voice came from his mouth.

"That's what you have to do to kill me."

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng couldn't help but smile. He raised his head to look at King Arthur floating in the air. A magnetic voice came from his mouth.

"Then you try it!"

King Arthur's face turned cold, and his mind moved. Countless spikes suddenly grew and grew wildly, stabbing the blue front from all directions, blocking all his retreat.

"Shit..."

The next moment, all the spikes collided and crossed together, forming a grave that seemed to be full of barbed burying Lan Feng's body.

From a distance, the grave was like a huge hedgehog crept on the ground, with sharp thorns flashing with dazzling cold light under the moonlight.

And Lan Feng in the center of the tomb had probably been penetrated by such an airtight attack and became a hedgehog.

"Vulnerable."

King Arthur looked down at the huge tomb composed of spikes below, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. He could be sure that Lan Feng could not escape under the siege of those spikes. He turned his head to look at Anna on the side, and his indifferent voice came from his mouth: "Take Su Hanyan away!"

As King Arthur's words fell, he turned slowly and walked towards the distance.

"King Arthur, do you think this little attack can solve me?"

However, as King Arthur had just turned around, Lan Feng's cold and solemn voice sounded quietly, causing King Arthur to pause and turn his head to look at the spike grave.

"Boom!"

Under King Arthur's gaze, the grave originally composed of painted black spikes suddenly burned with silver-blue flames, and a huge wave of fire spread out from the grave and swept across all directions.

The fire waves spread everywhere, and I don’t know how powerful they had to shake all the spikes away. A layer of soil on the entire ground seemed to have been lifted up, causing dust to spread all over the sky.

In the dust, a figure surrounded by silver-blue flames walked out slowly with steps.

The silver-blue flame condensed into a silver long whip on him. The silver ghost fire burned quietly on the long whip. From time to time, purple thunder flashed by, emitting a heart-pounding force, as if it could suck all the souls into it, making the soul tremble.

This long whip is the silver thunder soul-devouring whip condensed by Lan Feng with two types of heaven and earth flames.

With a long whip in his hand and armor, a black phantom that seemed to dominate all souls appeared behind Lan Feng, making him look like the master of the souls between heaven and earth.

Looking at Lan Feng who was walking slowly out of the dust, King Arthur frowned slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. He felt that Lan Feng was like a different person at this moment.

"Just bluff!"

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in King Arthur's eyes, and a sneer came out of his mouth. With a thought, black holes appeared in the void behind him, and extremely sharp thorns emerged from it. King Arthur's palm suddenly waved, and a cold sound came from his mouth.

Under such continuous attacks, most of the thorns in the sky were dispersed, and a small part of them still rushed towards Lan Feng with unabated momentum.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

There were hundreds of remaining dark thorns, which made a crisp sound on the protection of the gods in the fourth form of the God Wrath, causing his huge body to explode. At this point, all the attacks were all endured by Lan Feng.

Lan Feng took advantage of this round of counterattack to quickly narrow the distance between King Arthur. The silver thunder soul-devouring whip in his hand emerged, and pulled it hard at King Arthur with the power that made the soul tremble.

"Do you think this is over?"

Seeing this, a hint of sarcasm appeared on King Arthur's face, and more dense black holes appeared behind him, and tens of thousands of stings flew out and shot towards the blue front.

"Shit..."

This change caused Lan Feng's face to change drastically. The silver thunder soul-devouring whip drawn out of his hand disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by the Nilong Sword. He did not hesitate to block Nilong Sword in front of him.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

In the next moment, countless pricks hit the wide sword of the Nilong Sword, making a dull sound. The terrifying power came and knocked Lan Feng down from the sky and fell towards the ground below.

More thorns flew from the sky, covering the blue edge, pestering him and rubbing brilliant sparks in the air.

Although the Sword of the Dragon is wide enough, it is still difficult to completely resist Lan Feng's figure. His body was scratched by the energy carried by the sharp stings in many parts.

At this moment, Lan Feng was like a defensive shield warrior holding a shield to resist the rain of arrows all over the sky. He was beaten by the rain of arrows and kept retreating and fell from the sky.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Looking at the Lan Feng who was hit by the thorns and fell towards the ground below, a sneer appeared on King Arthur's cold face. With a thought, countless spikes rushed out from the ground and stabbed towards the falling Lan Feng's back, causing Lan Feng to be attacked from both sides and back.

There was a rain of hidden arrows pouring from the sky and a sharp murderous intent underneath. Lan Feng's situation was extremely unoptimistic.

Even if he has a trump card like Madness Transformation, he cannot play any role in such an attack, because even Lan Feng in Madness Transformation cannot withstand so many attacks from so many stings, densely packed. Once he pierces his body, death will await him.

After all, this is not the trauma caused by martial arts attacks, but the most fierce and simple but direct physical weapon damage.

King Arthur's current attack has forced Lan Feng into a desperate situation.

The dark thorns were densely packed, countless, and there was no end, making him unable to approach King Arthur's body and launch an attack.

"Damn it!"

His body fell rapidly under the attack of arrow rain transformed by the dark thorns in the sky. Lan Feng turned his head and looked at the many sharp thorns flying from below. His face was extremely difficult to see. A rich crisis filled his heart, and the sound of anger came from his mouth.

"Thunder flash!"

The next moment, Lan Feng gritted his teeth suddenly, and the imperial energy in his body poured into his feet, causing a trace of thunder and lightning to burst out from his feet, and the loud shout came from his mouth.

"boom!"

The next moment, a huge explosion sounded loudly in the sky, but the rain of arrows collided with the spikes that pierced the sky from the underground.

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