Zhong Wen smiled and released his right hand, letting Feng Yu lie down on the ground, rolling back and forth, his face pale, wailing repeatedly, and his mood was indescribably happy.
The previous embarrassment was naturally a deliberate act on his part.
It turned out that when he was rescuing Yin Ning'er, he was suddenly surprised to find that this man named Feng Yu actually displayed the ultimate power of Mu Changxiao, the leader of the Dark Crow Cult!
This is a method of power operation that can maximize one's own potential. Back then, Mu Changxiao used it to dominate the world and look down on the people. When it came to fighting alone, he never met an opponent.
After that, Feng Wuya, the master of the Qinxin Palace, successfully mastered the ultimate power by using the abnormal learning ability of the True Spirit Dao Body, and became the master among the masters, the boss among the bosses, and almost even surpassed him in the extreme south.
Zhong Wen is forced into a desperate situation.
If the demonic body hadn't mutated after absorbing a large amount of heavenly laws, allowing Zhong Wen to deduce more than 70% of his ultimate power, the outcome of the battle would have been unclear.
After realizing the power of the mutated demon spirit body, Feng Wuya never used his ultimate power in front of him again.
As a result, Zhong Wen's deduction of ultimate power has always been at a level of more than 70% to less than 80%. Although it is still being improved, the progress is as slow as a snail's crawl, incredibly slow.
Not being able to learn the complete ultimate power became a great regret in his life.
Originally, he planned to find Ghost Mandrill to spar with each other after the decisive battle, but unexpectedly, during the process of rescuing Yin Ning'er, he met a master of the Soul Realm who had also cultivated the ultimate power.
If you fall asleep and drop your pillow, that's probably what happens.
The previous cowardly behavior of dodging left and right was naturally to lure Feng Yu into making a move so that he could better observe the operating principle of the Ultimate Power.
Otherwise, with his current body, why would he need to avoid it?
Even if he stood here and let Feng Yu fight for three days and three nights, he would never be able to break his defense.
It’s a pity it’s a few days late!
If I learn it before the decisive battle, I wonder if I can block the great elder's full blow?
Feeling the terrifying power that was almost overflowing from his body, Zhong Wen couldn't help but sigh with joy. His mind unconsciously deduced that 100% of the ultimate power plus a lot of top-level BUFFs, and chaos-level wild balls
When fists collide head-on, who is stronger and who is weaker?
Of course, come to think of it, it is absolutely impossible for him to break into the Goddess Mountain to find the Great Elder to argue with him.
"By the way, what did you just say?"
After being intoxicated with himself for a moment, Zhong Wen turned to look at Feng Yu, who was rolling on the ground, with a cold smile on his lips, and said slowly, "You want to cut off my limbs and then bully Ning'er in front of me?
"
Oops!
Feng Yu's heart skipped a beat. Recalling his arrogant words before, Feng Yu felt his heart pounding with fear and breaking out in cold sweat. He no longer cared about the pain in his hands and quickly jumped up from the ground and ran away.
"Buzz!"
Before he could even take two steps, a loud sword sound resounded throughout the world. Feng Yu felt his right leg light up, and his whole body instantly lost his balance. He fell to the ground with a "plop" and fell solidly.
What followed was a severe pain that was difficult to describe in words.
He quickly looked down, only to see that his right leg had disappeared from the base, and blood shot out like rain.
"Do not kill me!"
Feng Yu, who had broken his right leg, finally had a mental breakdown. While crying and begging, he struggled to twist his remaining arms and legs in a pool of blood, trying to get as far away from Zhong Wen as possible.
It's so miserable that it's unbearable to look at, "Please, don't kill me!"
However, the expression on Zhong Wen's face did not change at all, as if what was crawling on the ground was not a person, but a tiny insect.
"Buzz!"
Another sword cry broke through the sky, and Feng Yu's left leg was broken in response.
Soon, even his left arm, which had been crushed, was broken at the shoulder level. Feng Yu, who was once fierce and flaming, was chopped into an out-and-out "human stick" in two or three strokes.
"Let me go! Please let me go!"
At this point, Feng Yu still did not give up the desire to survive. He cried and shouted, begging again and again, "I am willing to do anything for you!"
"Oh? Anything?"
Zhong Wen raised his right hand and made a stop gesture to Tianque Sword, then walked slowly to Feng Yu, bent down and grabbed his collar, raised the "human stick" into the air, smiled faintly, "Say it,
What is the relationship between Feng Wuya and you? Did you receive your ultimate power from him?"
"Fengdian... Feng Wuya is the master!"
With his will collapsed, Feng Yu nodded repeatedly and said without any secret, "The ultimate power is exactly what his old man taught me. Please, don't kill me!"
"Are you his apprentice?"
Zhong Wen was slightly stunned, thinking hard for a long time, but couldn't remember that Feng Wuya had such a disciple. He pondered for a moment, and then asked, "How many disciples like you do have who have learned the ultimate power?"
"except me."
In order to survive, Feng Yu could be said to tell everything he knew, "and..."
The conversation stopped abruptly midway through.
I saw his eyes suddenly widened, his expression instantly distorted to the extreme, as if he had suffered unimaginable pain, blood flowed out from all his orifices, his mouth opened wide, and he made strange screams, and he couldn't even speak.
Unable to speak.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, his head suddenly exploded, red blood and white brain matter mixed together, sputtering in all directions, and even the skull was broken into countless pieces.
A wall of crystal-clear light patterns instantly appeared in front of Zhong Wen, blocking all the oncoming blood, brain matter and other contaminants.
died?
Looking at the headless corpse in front of him, Zhong Wen opened his mouth slightly and fell into a brief daze.
With his current knowledge and eyesight, he couldn't tell that Gong Yu had some kind of soul restriction placed in his consciousness. Once a certain condition was triggered, he would instantly activate it and shoot his head directly.
Judging from Feng Yu's strong desire to survive, it was obvious that even he himself did not know the existence of this restriction.
"Feng Wuya, what a wonderful Feng Wuya..."
Zhong Wen gently stroked his chin and murmured to himself, "It's really watertight."
He didn't even need to try hard to guess, he knew that the only person who could do such a thing was Feng Wuya.
Being able to learn the ultimate power shows Feng Yu's status in Feng Wuya's heart.
But even so, such vicious restrictions were still placed in his mind, which shows that Feng Wuya's careful thoughts and ruthless methods have reached a terrifying level.
This guy is really difficult to deal with!
When he thought that Li Yiru was still in the hands of this terrible guy, Zhong Wen felt his scalp numb, his balls aching, and his whole body couldn't help but fall into a faint sadness.
…
"Gong Yu?"
Halfway up the majestic Goddess Mountain, Feng Wuya suddenly stopped, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, "Are you dead?"
His tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and there was no expression on his face.
"After all, I'm still too young and I need some stability."
"But being able to force him into such a situation, there are not many people in the world who can do it."
"Where can such a powerful person come from the Dark Night Forest without Ye Dongfeng?"
"Is it Zhong Wen again?"
"If it is really him, then this person is really everywhere and it is really a headache."
"What a pity, what a pity..."
He looked up at the sky, his voice as light as a mosquito, and kept mumbling to himself.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly a woman's voice came from the front, clear and sweet, but her tone was a little impatient and impatient, "Why don't you leave quickly?"
Feng Wuya retracted his gaze and turned to look in the direction of the sound. What caught his eye was He Xiaohua's pretty face.
"Sorry sorry."
He calmed down and smiled gently at He Xiaohua, "Suddenly I remembered something, I'll come right away."
"cut!"
He Xiaohua curled her lips in displeasure, turned around and walked away, never looking back again, complaining in her mouth, "It's not fun at all for a grown man to dawdle."
Feng Wuya seemed not to have heard her sarcasm. His face was always filled with a smile as warm as the spring breeze, and his body movements were as elegant as the wind. He followed closely. After a while, the magnificent outline of Luo Qi Palace came into view.
"My Lady Saint."
The two of them walked in tandem and soon arrived at the saint's residence. He Xiaohua knocked on the door with a pious look and said respectfully, "Xiaohua, please see me."
"Come in."
Jiang Ni's soft and sweet voice came from inside, but hearing it in He Xiaohua's ears made her heart skip a beat, and she felt an inexplicable uneasiness.
She opened the door decisively and walked in. The moment she walked around the screen in front of the door, an exquisite figure leaning against the bed suddenly came into view.
"Sir, you..."
Seeing this person's appearance clearly, He Xiaohua couldn't help but feel shocked. Her beautiful eyes were full of incredible color, and she could hardly believe what she saw in her eyes.
Just because since joining Luo Qidian, she has never seen Jiang Ni so haggard and depressed.