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1848 Ambush 2

At this moment, Wu Kuang suddenly sensed something strange coming from behind, but it was already too late.

The white light exploded, and a billowing heat wave hit them, instantly sucking them in.

The power of the grenade directly tore the strong bodies of the disciples into pieces. Blood rained from the sky and sprinkled on the ground. They didn't even have time to scream before they went to see the King of Hell.

A radius of ten miles was instantly razed to the ground.

Even Yue Feng and others were almost implicated. The huge wind was like a sandstorm, leaving a mess wherever it passed.

Yue Feng was blown by the wind so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He clung to the stone wall with his hands, causing veins to bulge. However, the suction behind him was too strong, so he finally let go.

At the critical moment, a silver chain flew out and wrapped around him, and Ling Xuewei appeared in front, "Hurry up!"

Ling Xuewei shouted softly and pulled Yue Feng over. The silver chain wrapped around the boulder on the side to support her body, but she was horrified by the power of the grenade.

After a long time, the air waves dissipated, and what came into view was a sea of ​​fire and charred blackness. The air was filled with a strong smell of paste and blood, and the terrain ahead was sunken, and a sinkhole stretching for ten miles came into view, and even the landscape was completely changed.

The appearance.

It was empty, with no one in sight. Not even a corpse. All you could see was the blood-soaked ground and some bloody remains of severed limbs.

Yue Feng couldn't help but gasp.

"What a powerful force! I should be able to defeat them this time..."

"No."

Suddenly Ling Xuewei spoke, looking somewhere, narrowing her eyes slightly, as if sighing, "You are so stubborn..."

Yue Feng was startled and followed Ling Xuewei's line of sight, seeing the smoke floating in the air dissipate and a figure slowly appearing, it was Wu Kuang.

It's just that he looks extremely embarrassed at the moment. His sect robes are all in tatters and in tatters, and his original appearance is completely unrecognizable, but he is holding a disciple in his hand, and the disciple has no breath at this moment.

At the critical moment, Wu Kuang used his disciple as a human shield!

Such a cruel and ruthless person will sacrifice everything for himself. Similarly, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal. If he is not dealt with today, it will bring disaster sooner or later!

Bang.

Wu Kuang mercilessly threw away the disciple in his hands. His legs and arms were blown to bits of blood. You could even see the white bones. Even half of the skin on his face was peeled off, hanging on his chin. He looked at

Bloody and terrifying.

"Ling, Xue, Wei."

Every word is filled with hatred.

I have to say that Ling Xuewei surprised Wu Kuang again.

Wu Kuang never expected that Ling Xuewei would have such a lethal magical weapon in her hand.

What is that thing? It has such terrifying power?

"It was so dangerous... It was just a little bit close, I was just a little bit in your hands... It's a pity..."

Wu Kuang took a pill, and then the injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, he was back to his original state. This scene made Yue Feng's face darken.

After spending so much effort and sacrificing so many Moon Guards, why couldn't we give him a fatal blow?

"Bitch! Go to hell!"

Wu Kuang's spiritual energy surged, and he stabbed with a sword, carrying a fierce murderous aura!

Yue Feng subconsciously stood in front of Ling Xuewei, but saw Wu Kuang's expression suddenly change a few feet away, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fell to the ground.

Yue Feng was surprised.

"Ahem...how could this happen..." Wu Kuang couldn't believe it. Even after taking the immortal elixir, he still couldn't completely repair the damage? How could that blow be so powerful?

I'll kill you while you're sick!

Snowball's white shadow flashed forward, and slapped Wu Kuang away with one claw. At the same time, he opened his mouth and fired several ice blades! Wu Kuang reacted very quickly, even if he was seriously injured, his speed was not slow. Yue Feng stabbed him in the back with a sword, and was struck by

Blocked by the spiritual shield he had set up, Snowball and Yue Feng attacked from both sides, giving Ling Xuewei an opportunity.

The laser gun rotated in the hand, and several green lights shot out, leaving a deep groove wherever it passed, like a sharp blade, easily harvesting everything.

Wu Kuang's figure dodged left and right, but no matter how fast he was, he would inevitably be injured. He didn't know what kind of magical weapon the bitch had in his hand, but it could easily hurt his body that had been tempered countless times.

At Wu Kuang's level of cultivation, he has already become invulnerable and indestructible. Not to mention that these people from the lower realm can hurt him! But he fell into the hands of this lower realm bitch several times and suffered such serious injuries!

How can one not be annoyed or angry without being crazy?

After more than a dozen rounds, Yue Feng was quickly swept away, leaving only Snowball still supporting him. Snowball relied on his keen speed and powerful attacks to make him unable to concentrate on dealing with her for a while.

Ling Xuewei squinted her eyes.

She could feel Wu Kuang's spiritual pressure weakening.

The attacks on Ling Xuewei's hands continued unabated, but her brain was running at a high speed. The grenade just now did not kill Wu Kuang, and it had already made him defensive. I'm afraid it would be useless to try again.

What else can be done?

She did not forget that Wu Kuang still had a protective magic weapon inside his body. If his magic weapon was not destroyed, even the most powerful moves would be of no avail.

If that's the case, let's try this trick.

He gave instructions to Xueqiu through his mental power, and when Xueqiu was pestering him, he activated the Dream Art.

In Wu Kuang's eyes, countless tree buds suddenly burst out of the ground under his feet, growing into towering trees at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then countless vines wrapped around his body, like giant pythons restraining him, making him unable to move.

"Is this... a body-binding technique?"

This woman is good at illusions, but...she has only a small skill, but she dares to show it in front of him?

Wu Kuang's spiritual energy surged around his body, like countless sharp knives, instantly cutting off the vines! His body resumed movement, and the sword in his hand drew green light, and soon all the surrounding vines were broken into several pieces.

But what is surprising is that these broken vines returned to their original state in the next second, rushing in like pythons. Layer after layer, in an endless stream, even if they are cut off, there will be another wave of attacks, endless.

Wu Kuang was surprised.

It seems like this is no ordinary illusion, this bitch... has some skills.

In a flash of thought, Wu Kuang didn't realize that a silver vine was pointing towards his heart.

Keng!

There was a clang, accompanied by a flash of light, and the protective magic weapon in Wu Kuang's body was activated, blocking the silver vine's blow to the heart.

Wu Kuang was shocked because he didn't realize when this thing was approaching!

The protective magical weapon in Wu Kuang's body made a buzzing sound, and the air waves it emitted instantly dispersed the illusion!

The illusion was shattered, and Ling Xuewei's figure with a silver chain jumped into view! As expected!

Wu Kuang's spiritual energy surged like a tsunami-like spiritual pressure, which was so heavy that Ling Xuewei couldn't breathe. She gritted her teeth and kept extracting the spiritual energy from her body. No matter what, this magical weapon must be destroyed! Otherwise, Ling Xuewei must destroy it!

Don't even think about killing him!

The consequence of forcibly withdrawing the spiritual energy is that the Dantian and spiritual veins cannot bear the throbbing pain.


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