Rolling dark clouds filled the air, and the sky was so dark that it made people's hearts tremble when they saw it. There were violent winds and rain, and thunder and lightning.
Thousands of meters of thunder and lightning pierced the sky, as if it was splitting the sky into two.
Thunder gathered all over the sky, and the divine thunder struck the shadow of the sword.
With every attack of thunder and lightning, the sword shadow becomes more illusory.
Enduring the pain from the meridians in his body, Chen Feng opened his mouth and swallowed a few tablets of the elixir. The elixir was quickly absorbed, and the warm feeling in his body made Chen Feng feel much better.
"Regretful Fist!"
Chen Feng punched out, and the shadow of his fist hit the shadow of the sword, making a clanging sound.
Fortunately, what Chen Feng did was effective. The sword shadow was constantly being consumed, and the spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted.
With a "click" sound, the sword shadow could no longer withstand Chen Feng's attack and turned into fragments all over the sky and dissipated.
Before Chen Feng could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a chill running down his spine. He wanted to turn his head but it was already too late.
A dagger was pierced in the back of his heart, and the owner of that dagger was Granny Honghua.
"Hahaha, Chen Feng." Granny Honghua laughed, looking cheerful: "Today is the day you die."
However, the next second, her laughter stopped abruptly and was replaced by a shrill scream.
"What is this! What is this!" Granny Honghua screamed. No matter how much she used her spiritual energy or other methods, she could not put out the fire.
"Save me! Save me!"
In the blink of an eye, the faint blue flame filled his whole body.
The flames were beating and the temperature in the air was constantly dropping, but Granny Honghua felt that her whole body was being roasted.
"What's going on!"
Dongfang Tiancheng and Song Weimin stood up from their chairs in shock, staring at the Hanxuan Bingyan on Granny Honghua's body.
"Is this fire or something?" Song Weimin's voice was hesitant, with a little uncertainty.
He couldn't tell what it was, and he didn't dare to step forward rashly, for fear of accidentally getting angry.
"Help me!"
Granny Honghua screamed, looking ferocious and painful. The spiritual energy in her body was being consumed rapidly, and she felt that she was going to die.
She looked at Dongfang Tiancheng and Song Weimin with bitter eyes, feeling that all this was their fault!
If they hadn't asked her to arrest Chen Feng, how could such a thing have happened? How could she have lost her life.
With these thoughts in mind, Granny Honghua staggered towards the two of them and fell to the ground with a "pop" before she could pass by.
It turned out that her legs had turned into charcoal under the burning of the flames, and they broke apart as she moved.
But she didn't react at all.
The whole person was like a bug wrapped in flames, squirming forward. It was disgusting and scary.
"Do you want to save her?" Seeing Grandma Honghua like this, Song Weimin couldn't bear it and looked to the side of Dongfang Tiancheng.
"How to save her? She is no longer of use."
What Dongfang Tiancheng said is cruel and sober.
Not to mention other things, even if she was rescued, Granny Honghua would be useless, which would be a waste of resources.
Song Weimin also meant the same thing. Looking at Granny Honghua who was rolling on the ground in pain, he flicked his fingers.
Grandma Honghua's wailing stopped suddenly. She stared at the two of them in disbelief.