I had long wanted to try the limit of my fist, but I had never been able to do it. The seven-step three-headed snake is more suitable than the domineering bear. This is equivalent to the existence of a four-star human soul sage. Then, Wu Feng put the black blade on his back. When the sneer on the corner of his mouth disappeared, he clenched his hands tightly, and the soles of his feet were deeply inserted into the wet soil. He rushed forward with a loud shout. His momentum was like a tiger flying, or like a dragon going out to sea.

It was provoked by a human at his doorstep for no reason. The seven-step three-headed snake was afraid of being angry. It was already impatient to chase after him. Seeing Wu Feng coming to the door, he spitted out hissing letter and opened his sharp fangs, preparing to enjoy a big meal.

One person and one snake rushed towards each other, and no one wanted to retreat. The next second, the dull sound of the collision came as scheduled. Wu Feng wiped the ground and retreated more than ten meters, while the seven-step three-headed snake just shook its body. Wu Feng's proud power finally met his opponent.

"It's really hard to deal with!"

After one move, Wu Feng burst into a calm and stern look, but it completely aroused the fighting spirit in his heart. He shook his numb arms, raised a piece of mud and gravel at the soles of his feet, and his eyes lit up cold light, and rushed out again.

Although the punch was indifferent, itchy, it was hit hard. The seven-step three-headed snake was even more angry. Except for the three huge snake heads that kept making people cool on their backs, the scales on their bodies began to shake violently, like rattlesnakes.

While running, Wu Feng took off the ground and flew up, jumped onto the snake's head while smashing his fists down, "Dang, Dang, Dang..." sounded like a bell.

The black snake scales are as hard as black iron. Even if Wu Feng uses his strength to feed himself, except for the dark spots of luster and there is no crack at all, but this does not mean that the seven-step three-headed snake does not hurt, it keeps making painless screams.

"Damn it, I don't believe it can't be broken."

Wu Feng's eyes were slumped, and his right arm was full of strength. However, before his fist was hit, the other two snake heads came from left to right.

Wu Feng jumped to the ground immediately, and the pressure behind him approached quickly, and he didn't even look at it, just a round kick.

The powerful recoil force made Wu Feng stagger and fall, and rolled on the ground for more than ten times. The moment he stopped his inertia, his chest was fluctuating violently, and the joints of his hands were already blooming and blood oozing out.

The seven-step three-headed snake did not chase after it at the first time, climbed up the three snake heads high and hissed the snake's letter. It finally realized that this tall human boy was not powerless and was a little difficult to deal with, but how could the duck at the mouth let it fly? After the rattlesnake-like movement exploded again, he rushed towards Wu Feng again.

"I've had enough fun, come on really!"

Having tried the limit of his strength, Wu Feng's body instantly emitted a wave of soul power, his eyes were as solid as dark clouds, and he met him head-on in the next second. As he ran, his soul power gathered in one place, lingering gray. Under this grand light, his forearm and fists had turned into blue-gray, like rocks.

"Shaking the Mountain Fist!"

The loud noise spread and echoed in the mountains. Wu Feng flew backwards again, knocking several big trees as thick as buckets and then knelt on one knee in a mess, with a hint of bright red hanging on his lips, but it was also shocked, but the ending was different. The seven-step three-headed snake screamed, and its climbing upper body roared on the ground. When it climbed again, a spider-web-like crack on the abdomen, and black liquid kept flowing out of the cracks, which was extremely fishy.

Wiping off the blood, sneered at the corner of his mouth, using one-star strength to fight against the seven-step three-headed snake. Wu Feng was already very satisfied with this ending. This is all thanks to a year at the bottom of the abyss. Without a strong body as support, he was even a real four-star soul sage. I am afraid he wouldn't be better.

"Beast, my master's Zhenshan Fist tastes okay, right?"

Wu Feng jokingly said, and the gray light that had dimmed before became active again. The next second he turned into a fist, making a crackling sound, and rushed out again.

Even the soul beast with great power was not enough to do it. The human teenager who rushed over again finally made the seven-step three-headed snake serious. The three big mouths opened suddenly, and the sharp fangs swayed. When the harsh hissing exploded, the black venom shot out, which forced Wu Feng to change attack to defense.

"asshole!"

Wu Feng cursed inwardly. At this time, he was like a rat crossing the street, and was chased in a very embarrassing manner. Because the seven-step three-headed snake did not give him a chance to breathe, the venom kept shooting out of the snake's mouth. As soon as Wu Feng avoided the front feet, the venom shot up quickly. The black dead air spread like ripples on the ground, withering flowers and withering grass.

It felt uncomfortable to be pressed to the ground and rubbed. As he fled, Wu Feng touched his back. The next second, the handle of the knife was in his hand, and the cloth was shook by the soul power. On the black blade, the magic light was flourishing.

Dodging a venom again, Wu Feng turned his body, stepped on the ground, soared up, flipped over the air and dodged another venom, slashed under the knife, and a heavy roar came out of the air, and a black and red demon light galloped out, like a strong wind, bombarding straight towards the snake head in the middle.

"Yinfeng Sword Technique!"

The loud noise exploded, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. The seven-step three-headed snake screamed in pain and retreated continuously. Only two of the three snake heads were left, and the middle was covered in blood.

The Yinfeng Sword Technique was extremely powerful, but it almost consumed all of Wu Feng's soul power reserves, and his face turned white like paper.

"Want to run?"

Seeing that the seven-step three-headed snake retreated quickly, Wu Feng bit his teeth and chased after him, and his soul power was exhausted. Then use brute force. The sound of a bell-like impact kept ringing. When the sound subsided, the seven-step three-headed snake had become a seven-step headless snake, and black blood gushed out from his neck like a stream.

Sitting on the ground with his butt, Wu Feng gasped heavily, looking at the seven-step three-headed snake that was no longer alive, and shook his head secretly.

"I am still too weak!"

How would others feel if they heard this sentence by killing the seven-step three-headed snake with the power of a star soul sergeant? But Wu Feng did not mean too modestly, but the corner of his mouth quickly raised a happy curve and raised the black blade in front of him.

The sword techniques are divided into Yinfeng, Devil Cry, Purgatory, Demon Cry, and God-killing. Now Wu Feng can only be considered a small achievement of Yinfeng Sword Technique, but he can already kill a three-step and seven-headed snake similar to the four-star soul maker. What if he succeeds? What if he practices to Devil Cry, Purgatory, Demon Cry, and God-killing?

"That's so fucking exciting!"

Wu Feng couldn't help but swear, tore off the broken hem of clothes and wrapped it with the black blade, and then turned into claws with one hand. The faint magic light slowly dissipated, sucking soul power out of the two snake heads respectively.

"Why is the soul power so weak?"

The soul power sucked from the snake's head is not as good as that of some low-level soul beasts, which made Wu Feng confused. He didn't know that the master of the seven-step three-headed snake was the middle one, and the two sides were just auxiliary heads, so his soul power was naturally extremely weak. Unfortunately, the master was blown into flesh mud by Wu Feng.

"Wu Feng!"

He Lin's urgent shout came from behind. Wu Feng put away his confusion and turned around and saw a figure holding a strong bow running towards him. Then he patted his butt and stood up. Thinking of He Lin's shocked expression later, he smiled helplessly.

"I'm here!"

He Lin's worries were finally eliminated. If Wu Feng had any mistakes, she would never feel at ease in her life. Then she ran away with the sound and prepared to scold Wu Feng, the "idiot". However, when she saw the corpse on the ground, her beautiful eyes were bigger than an egg.

"You, what did you do?!"

"How is this possible? This is a seven-step three-headed snake. I can't even beat the Ba Xiong." Wu Feng pretended to be surprised and shrugged his shoulders.

"Who is that?"

"I happened to meet a master." Wu Feng found a random comment, and even he felt a little absurd and hurriedly opened up the topic, "Have you found the herbs?"

Looking at Wu Feng for a while, He Lin curled her lips and stopped asking, and her face was filled with loss, "No!"

"This girl is a little wild, but it's not annoying." Wu Feng thought secretly, stretched out his hand and patted He Lin on the shoulder, comforting him: "Don't worry, there is still time, let's go find it again."

The beautiful eyes were filled with moisture, but He Lin resisted not letting it fall. After nodding, she walked to a snake's head and pulled out an arrow from the quiver on her back.

"What are you going to do?"

"If Brother Chong can't survive, I will use this poisonous arrow to shoot through the murderer's heart."

"Please, you don't even know who the murderer is, okay?"

"Then kill all the Black Dragon Gang members!"

Looking at the extremely serious girl, Wu Feng smiled helplessly. It was not only wild but also spicy. However, a sneer made the curve on the corner of his mouth suddenly turn into a calming state.

"Yeah, it's still a little chili, I like it!"

He hurriedly protected He Lin behind him, Wu Feng raised his eyes slightly, and at some point five people stood on the rock in front of him, one four-star soul sage, one three-star soul sage, three two-star soul sage, black uniform, and black mask!

"Who is coming?"

"Black Dragon Gang!"

The strong bow suddenly filled up, and the anger in his beautiful eyes burned, and the strong aura fluctuated violently on He Lin's body.

Wu Feng hurriedly pressed the waiting arrow down. The opponent was very strong, and even if he remained in full swing, he would not dare to easily face the enemy. Now he was impulsive.

"What's the matter?"

The four-star soul guru did not answer, but just pointed at He Lin who was biting with his finger.

The weakness after the fierce battle with the seven-step three-headed snake has not yet been eliminated. Wu Feng pulled He Lin back slowly while staring at every move on the rock.

"The bandits make money, and the steals make money. I have some valuable things on me. Let's make friends!"

"Kill you, the things on you are mine!"

The four-star soul smirked coldly, and with his arm swing, the other four jumped off the rock.

"run!"

Seeing everyone coming, Wu Feng rode his hands to He Lin's back. However, before he could run away, an irrepressible manic energy suddenly burst out from his body, which could completely break the body in an instant. The severe pain made his eyes turn black and almost faint.
Chapter completed!