The bright red blood is scattered on the white skirt, drawing red plum blossoms one after another, like blood-red cat paws one after another. There is a hint of sadness in the beauty.
In Zhong Wen's eyes, the bloody spots seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, approaching, and finally completely blocking his vision.
He only felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, and his whole body fell into a sluggish state for a while.
At this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if his emotions had been pulled out of his soul and were floating alone in the air.
Pain? Sadness? Anger?
These feelings that should have burst out seemed to be separated by a thin film and could no longer touch the depths of his heart.
My thoughts suddenly became calmer than ever before.
The color of his pupils is getting darker and darker, and is even darker than the stone walls on both sides. At a glance, one will be unconsciously attracted by this depth and darkness, and it is difficult to extricate themselves.
Is it because of the injuries Li Bing suffered?
Is it because it absorbs too many shapes?
Or is it due to the evolution of the spiritual world?
He didn't know exactly where this change came from.
All he knew was that he was different.
At this time, Feng Wuya finally noticed and turned to look in his direction, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He was obviously unable to crack the ability of the maze's stone walls to block his spiritual consciousness. Before that, he had not noticed Zhong Wen's approach.
"Did you kill her?"
The voice coming out of Zhong Wen's mouth was so calm and indifferent that even he could hardly recognize it.
"What, do you know each other?"
Feng Wuya looked at Li Bing in his hand, and then at Zhong Wen, who had a strange expression. If he had some enlightenment, he asked, "Could it be that you are that demon spirit body?"
As soon as the words came out, his eyes suddenly flashed. Somehow, Zhong Wen, who was far away just now, appeared less than a foot away in front of him. His right fist struck like lightning. The speed was beyond the limit of his spiritual consciousness.
Capture category.
So fast!
Feng Wuya's complexion changed slightly, and his reaction was also very quick. As if he had expected it, he even took the lead and made a sideways dodge action.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Wen's punch suddenly turned around, and the tip of his fist shone brightly, hitting Feng Wuya's shoulder squarely, sending him flying backwards and hitting the dark stone wall with a loud "bang".
The hard stone wall formed by the power of heaven was actually hit with a shallow mark.
"Be able to predict Feng's prediction."
After receiving such a domineering blow, Feng Wuya did not fall down. Instead, he gently patted the dust off his body and said with a relaxed expression, "You are indeed the owner of the demon spirit body. We are really destined."
Zhong Wen didn't seem to hear what he said, he just knelt down and took out a pure white hand from the ring to tear the King of Hell open, pinched open Li Bing's cherry mouth and put it directly in.
"She is not dead, and I have no intention of killing her."
Feng Wuya watched his every move, and a gentle and friendly smile appeared on his face again, "I never heard that she was your woman before. Now that I know about your relationship, Feng will naturally not take action against her again.
We have no grudges at all, and there is a powerful enemy lurking here, so why don't you and I work together to tide over the difficulties?"
"Want to join forces with me?"
What answered him was Zhong Wen's voice as cold as ice, "Survive from my hands first and then talk!"
As he spoke, the dragon shadow hovered under his feet, and blue light shone around him. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Feng Wuya. He raised his hand and punched again, heading straight to the opponent's door. His attack speed was even faster than before.
.
Feeling the exaggerated power and speed of this punch, the smile on Feng Wuya's face gradually faded, and a trace of solemnity flashed unconsciously in his eyes.
"Qiang Qiang!"
While crossing his legs, he stepped back continuously, while holding the guqin upright in his hand, his five fingers swept across the strings, and the exciting sound of the piano caused the space to vibrate, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed.
The frequency of the surrounding air suddenly changed and turned into an invisible high wall, standing in front of Zhong Wen, trying to stop his attack.
Unexpectedly, a mysterious and mysterious aura suddenly released from Zhong Wen's body, which actually forcibly changed the frequency in the air. The invisible wall collapsed immediately, and could no longer hinder him in the slightest.
"boom!"
But his fists continued to move forward, straight towards Huanglong, and hit the guqin in Feng Wuya's hand hard. With a loud noise, the body of the qin was shattered into pieces and scattered in all directions.
Feng Wuya's body flew out again and came into close contact with the black stone wall, leaving another deeper mark.
"Manipulating frequency is Feng's unique skill. There should be no other person in the world who understands it, but I don't know where you learned it?"
He landed firmly on the ground, the expression on his face was still relaxed. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like an injured person. His tone of voice was also relaxed and gentle, unhurried and unhurried, "Yes, yes, Ting Yiru said it before,
You are also from the Three Saint Realms, did you meet my Chaos clone when you were in the lower realm?"
He actually guessed the truth with just one attribute of the Six-Yuan Divine Art. He seemed to mention Li Yiru casually, but it was more like he was deliberately hitting a bell to remind him that he still had something in his hands.
A hostage.
"Why, do you want to use the emperor's sister's life to threaten me again?"
Zhong Wen's face was expressionless, and his voice was still emotionless, "It's useless, as long as you die here, I will naturally have a way to rescue her from Qinxin Palace."
"What if I'm not dead?" Feng Wuya's lips raised slightly.
"One day with me."
Zhong Wen's feet swayed, and his body "swiftly" moved sideways for several feet, and appeared in front of Feng Wuya at an unimaginable speed. At some point, a sword shining with seven-color light appeared in his palm, and it flew towards him with lightning speed.
Stab him in the throat and say, "Don't you dare touch her!"
From the whole process of body movement to drawing the sword, his movements were done in one go. Every minute and every inch was just right and natural, as if these movements belonged to the same move. His understanding of spiritual skills seemed to have reached a new level. A whole new realm.
"puff!"
With a crisp sound, Feng Wuya couldn't avoid it, his throat was mercilessly pierced by the Tianque Sword, his handsome face was full of shock, blood gurgled from the corner of his mouth, his body fell back weakly, and fell on the ground with a "bang". On the ground, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed and finally dissipated completely.
After killing Feng Wuya with one sword, the expression on Zhong Wen's face remained unchanged, but his eyes suddenly shone with red and green light.
Immediately afterwards, he flashed, moved several feet sideways, and "suddenly" stood in front of Li Bing, who had just swallowed the pill, and threw the sword fiercely into the air in front of him.
"when!"
A sound of gold and iron colliding echoed in the maze, and Feng Wuya's slender and tall white figure gradually appeared in the originally empty air.
Feng Wuya, who was supposed to have his throat pierced by him, actually appeared in front of him unscathed, and blocked Zhong Wen's sharp sword with one finger.
Just as he appeared, Feng Wuya's "corpse" on the ground began to slowly disappear, and soon disappeared.
Obviously, his "death" just now was just an illusion created by illusion, but the real body quietly sneaked around, intending to take advantage of others' unpreparedness and launch a sneak attack on Li Bing, who was recovering from his injuries.
Fight against the Tian Que Sword with your physical body?
Is there such a person in the world?
Seeing Feng Wuya using one finger to block the Tianque Sword, which was as sharp as the Chaos artifact, a flash of light flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, and Mu Changxiao's appearance instinctively appeared in his mind.
The master of Qinxin Palace, who has always been famous for his calculations and wisdom, actually has a powerful body comparable to that of the Crow Cult Master!
"The Tenth Form of Daotian!"
Zhong Wen, who was in an abnormal state, was not very shocked. Instead, he stabbed out his sword very calmly, "From birth to death!"
go through fire and water!
A shocking self-created sword skill!
No matter how powerful your body is, it will become meaningless under this sword!
Just because this sword can kill the soul!
"What a sword!"
However, Feng Wuya seemed to have anticipated the approaching crisis and praised him. Just before Zhong Wen's sword was about to strike, he had already exerted force with his feet in advance, and his body turned into a white light and appeared in an instant. Several hundred feet away, he narrowly dodged this shocking sword strike.
"What a magical pupil technique!"
As soon as he stood still, he looked up at Zhong Wen's shining eyes, smiled, and said in wonder, "Feng's illusion technique was inherited from Feng Xudao, the world's number one illusion master. It is said to be enough to deceive the top Chaos. As a powerful person, I didn’t expect you to see through it so easily. Yes, it’s very good. It’s really a magical skill, so you might as well give it to me!”
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his right arm and gently covered his eyes with his palm, as if blocking the outside light.
After just a few breaths, his right palm slowly slid down, revealing once again his eyes that could fascinate thousands of girls.
At this moment, his pupils actually emitted two kinds of light, one red and one green.
The same color as Zhong Wen’s pupils!
God-level spiritual skills, the light of the six-yang true pupils!