Wu Feng managed to raise his head and looked at the tall and thin young man. The latter's sneer expression seemed to say, I will take advantage of the situation, what can you do?
call!
He let out a breath, and the sharp pain like needles all over his body gradually became stronger. Even if he had a strong will, he still felt a little blurred and his vision was blurred. He could no longer see the figure of the tall and thin young man clearly, and all the sounds in his ears were slowly fading away...
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It was as if the world suddenly spun, all the time and human voices disappeared, the surrounding Sendai was white as snow, and the remaining gravels had disappeared.
Take a deep breath.
In the blank and quiet world, there were only Wu Feng's own breathing and the sound of his heartbeat shrinking. He looked down at his feet. His face was reflected on the snow-white ground, full of haggard and exhaustion. The flesh and blood on his cheeks began to fall off, revealing
There are meridians of flesh and blood and dense bones inside.
Behind him, the shadow was stretched like a sharp sword.
Since he understood the way of wood, Wu Feng's lifespan has greatly increased, but at this moment, he can feel his life force passing crazily...
What will you think of when you are quietly waiting for death?
Wu Feng saw a six-year-old child on the snow-white ground under his feet, making a snowman in the snow. A vague middle-aged man picked him up and shouted softly: "Feng'er..."
As the scene unfolded, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, wearing a straw hat, was hiding outside an exquisite pavilion, secretly peeping at the beautiful figure on the balcony of the pavilion... Tang Yajing!
As his vitality passed away faster, Wu Feng saw the past of his life. There was a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and he murmured to himself: "I really don't want to die. If there were no mysterious memories, I might be middle-aged now, and my sideburns have already faded."
I have gray hair, and since God has allowed me to become a human master and have the opportunity to pursue eternal life, maybe all I can do is persevere, right?"
persist in!
Just two words, how much courage and strength it takes!
The white light was strong and thick from under his feet, shining on Wu Feng's eyes and wrapping his body. When all the white light receded, his eyes returned to the Immortal Platform again. His vision gradually became clearer. A purple flying sword was flying towards him, and in the blink of an eye it was about to come.
Tattoo on the forehead.
Wu Feng gasped and raised his hand. In the process of lifting, two more pieces of skin on his arm fell off and fell to his feet like mud. The white bones of his fingers loomed, like a half-rotted corpse.
hand!
Zheng!
The purple flying sword slashed on the palm of the hand, easily cutting through the peeling and softened flesh, and slashed directly on the bones of the fingers!
How does it feel when something stabs your bones?
The indescribable severe pain came from the bones of his fingers, almost causing Wu Feng to faint from the pain. Cold sweat overflowed from his forehead, and as the shed flesh and blood quickly fell on his raised arm, the flesh and blood seemed like mud.
It went down the arm and fell to the foot.
The flying sword seemed to be stuck in the bones of the hand, and it could not advance even an inch for a while.
Wu Feng took a deep breath and slowly raised his head. What appeared in the eyes of the tall and thin young man was a pair of blood-red eyes, like a cruel beast, with crazy hostility, as if he had huge hatred for the entire world.
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I couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying eyes this was. The tall and thin young man couldn't help but tremble. He gritted his teeth and his heart was pounding. Without any further delay, he shouted and used a green flying sword again!
He specializes in the double sword style, and at this moment, the green flying sword was launched and flew directly towards Wu Feng's throat.
All the disciples watching the game in the audience held their breath.
At this moment, Wu Feng looked vulnerable and looked very terrifying. The flesh and blood all over his body slid down like bloody mud and piled up at his feet. Blood flowed out from inside. His whole body seemed to have been skinned, and his flesh and blood were exposed in the air.
There are some meridians all over the flesh and blood, and in some serious parts, dense bones can be seen. The skin and flesh at the throat have also fallen off, and a bamboo-like blood-red neck bone in the throat can be faintly seen. If it was flown
If hit by the sword, there is no doubt that the entire head will be cut off!
Unless your physical cultivation reaches the realm of divine martial arts, otherwise, you will die once your head is cut off!
Who is exclaiming in the distance?
At the moment of life and death, who will stand behind you?
Wu Feng raised his head, and the flesh and blood on his eye sockets began to fall off, leaving only his blood-colored pupils, which were ferocious. The green flying sword was like a gleam of green light, expanding in the blood-colored pupils——
Zheng!
The green flying sword was like a light butterfly, passing through the blockage of Wu Feng's other arm, flickering like a ghost and shooting at Wu Feng's throat!
Everyone's eyes were about to pop out, and their hearts seemed to be lifted. The excitement and tension at this moment made many people break out in cold sweat. When the flying sword hit Wu Feng's throat, everyone had only one thought: It's over, die.
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The strange thing is that the thought of Wu Feng's death did not make them feel happy, but instead made them feel a little lost and sad.
Just when everyone could hardly breathe, a shocking scene appeared. The flying sword penetrated the flesh and blood of Wu Feng's throat, stabbed on the throat bone, caused a burst of fierce sparks from friction, and then froze, as if it was stuck on it!
The sword sparks off the bone, what is this concept?
Everyone's eyes bulged out, watching this scene in horror.
Fang Xueer and others' almost frightened hearts immediately turned into crazy joy, and they roared loudly with excitement. Xie Tianlong and Lu Daohua hugged each other with tears in their eyes, slapped each other's shoulders vigorously, and roared loudly!
boom!
At this moment, a low rumble sounded, and on top of the Immortal Platform, Wu Feng slowly took a step forward, and the platform trembled!
With this step, the flesh and blood all over his body immediately fell off faster, almost completely turning into a skinless bloody man. This scene deeply shocked the hearts of all the disciples in the audience. They will never forget that amazing fighting spirit.
, which made many disciples of Alchemy Peak and Weapon Refining Peak feel excited and couldn’t help but want to pump their fists and shout!
The tall and thin young man couldn't help but take a step back, his face trembled, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. Anyone looking at a skinless bloody man with a flying sword stuck in his throat bones would be confused.
My legs were so frightened that they became weak.
Wu Feng roared, stomped the ground with the sole of his foot, and his figure shot out like a streak of blood, rushing towards the tall and thin young man!
The tall and thin young man's face was dripping with cold sweat, and he tried his best to summon his flying swords, but both flying swords were stuck on Wu Feng's bones, and he couldn't withdraw them for a while! In panic, he quickly took out a few spiritual treasures
Throw it out and hold up a spiritual energy shield.
boom!
Wu Feng raised his fist and punched out, without any fancy punch, hitting a shield-shaped spirit treasure at the front. The lines on the spirit treasure quickly collapsed, and the spirit treasure itself quickly sunk inward, falling under the huge force.
It flew and hit several spiritual treasures behind.
boom!
Wu Feng took one step forward and punched again with the second punch!
All the spirit treasures were scattered like confetti, and were smashed open by a punch!
The tall and thin young man spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Wu Feng in horror. Before he could form another seal, Wu Feng stepped out for the third time and landed his third punch!
boom!
The aura shield was shattered, and the tall and thin young man's chest was severely dented behind his back. The sound of cracking bones could be clearly heard throughout the audience. The next moment, his body hit the barrier like a sandbag, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.
He slipped to the ground and passed out.
Won?
Everyone looked at this scene in shock, almost unable to believe their eyes.
Wu Feng stood in the center of the Immortal Platform, with countless dark people around the audience looking up. He looked up to the sky and roared. Due to his damaged throat, his voice was hoarse like an ancient ferocious beast, which made people shudder.