Zhang Yifeng seemed to be getting better and better as he fought, but Mr. Fu knew that this was not because Zhang Yifeng suddenly became stronger, but because he was already following the hammer and could not help himself. After hitting these last five hammers, Zhang Yifeng's meridians would
Everything exploded, and the dead could no longer die.
Zhang Yifeng also felt a huge crisis, because he could clearly feel that the seemingly not heavy hammer was constantly plundering all the power in his body!
Yes, it is plundering, not absorbing!
It was as if he wanted to rob him of everything.
After just two hammer blows, Zhang Yifeng felt a void in his body, and he was almost unsteady when standing. But he did not fall down, his body was completely driven by the hammer!
He wanted to control the spiritual energy so that it would no longer flow to the light hammer in his hand, but the light hammer seemed to have automatically established a loop with his body. He didn't need to control it at all, and he couldn't control it!
"It's over. If this continues, I will definitely die!" Zhang Yifeng's thoughts suddenly changed. It was all because he couldn't control it for a moment and forcefully used the seventh hammer. Now it really led to disaster.
"Damn it, you can't just wait to die like this. You must control it!".
At this time, he has already struck the eleventh blow. As long as the next blow is struck, his meridians will be severed and he will die! Therefore, he must control this last blow.
He can't die!
Finally, with the last hammer blow, Zhang Yifeng's body was involuntarily carried by the light hammer and flew into the air.
Just when Nan Xin and the others thought that Zhang Yifeng was about to strike the final blow, his body actually stopped.
Just holding the light hammer high with both hands, still in mid-air, it looked extremely weird and magical.
"Earth Hammer!"
A moment later, a loud shout came from Zhang Yifeng's mouth, and the hammer in his hand suddenly came out, turning into a golden meteor and rushing towards the ground!
boom!
There was a sudden tremor, dust flew up, and the whole yard was instantly shrouded in dust.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Nan Xin grabbed Mr. Fu and flew back several feet. Mr. Fu's body was simply not strong enough to withstand such a powerful blow!
Is Zhang Yifeng dead? Such a thought came to Nan Xin's mind.
After a few minutes, the smoke and dust finally dispersed, and a huge pothole appeared in their eyes. But Zhang Yifeng had disappeared!
The rich old man sat on the ground slumped.
But Nan Xin seemed to still hold on to the last glimmer of hope and slowly came to the edge of the pothole.
When she saw the scene in the pothole clearly, Nan Xin suddenly screamed.
"Rich old man, come on, come and see!"
The old man dragged his heavy body to the pothole, and then saw Zhang Yifeng in the pothole.
Zhang Yifeng's clothes were torn long ago, and the veins on his body were like ferocious dragons, seemingly about to burst. However, these meridians did not break after all. Zhang Yifeng's chest was rising and falling slightly.
"not dead!"
Mr. Fu was pleasantly surprised. Zhang Yifeng's vitality was not cut off. This was simply a miracle.
"Quickly, help him back to the room."
Hearing this, Nan Xin immediately jumped into the pit, held Zhang Yifeng in her arms, and began to examine Zhang Yifeng's body.
"He, how is he?" the old man asked nervously.
"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, he just fell asleep."
Hearing this, Mr. Fu was completely relieved, but he was still shocked. The scene just now was simply too scary. Zhang Yifeng stood still in the air like a son of God, and then dropped the hammer in his hand.
How did he do that?
As if to confirm Nan Xin's words, Zhang Yifeng suddenly stretched out his hand to hug Nan Xin, and rubbed his head against Nan Xin's round breasts a few times. Of course, this was just Zhang Yifeng's subconscious action, and he was not deliberately taking advantage of her.
When Mr. Fu saw this scene, he turned his head and acted as if nothing happened. Nan Xin bit her lip with a blushing face. The scene just now was so embarrassing!
"Well, Grandpa Fu, Brother Zhang seems to be very tired. Let me take him back to rest first. When he recovers, I will bring him to see you." Nan Xin said to Grandpa Fu. She was really embarrassed to stay here any longer.
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Mr. Fu thought for a while and then said: "Okay, take him back. Remember, when he wakes up, come to me immediately."
"I will."
Nan Xin picked up Zhang Yifeng, jumped up and disappeared.
Although Nan Xin is a woman, she is still a strong person in her fertile stage, and she is more than capable of hugging a man.
Nan Xin went out. Mr. Fu looked at the broken sword in his hand, as if thinking about something. After a while, he picked up a new sword and walked out of the yard.
Outside the courtyard, warriors had gathered. At this moment, these warriors were all surprised. Why did the sword break? Could someone have succeeded? In confusion, Mr. Fu came out.
"Fu Lao, you are here. What happened to the sword? Did someone cut it off?"
The rich man said with deep eyes: "Some people just didn't believe that this sword can be cut off. I tested it myself with the sword in my hand."
As soon as the voice fell, the rich old man pulled out the broken sword stuck in the ground and inserted the good sword in his hand into the soil again.
Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that the senior cut it off himself."
"You guys continue."
The rich old man waved to everyone, and returned to the yard with his hunched body.
Clang Clang Clang.
Then the sound of a sword being broken came. Of course, it was not the rich old man's sword that was broken.
The reason why Mr. Fu inserted a new sword was to reduce unnecessary trouble. If the warriors knew that someone had cut off the sword and was accepted as a disciple by him, his courtyard would definitely be very lively, and many people would want to
Win over Zhang Yifeng.
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Nan family.
In a room full of feminine atmosphere, Zhang Yifeng was lying on the bed and sleeping deeply. Nan Xin was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhang Yifeng quietly. The image of Zhang Yifeng standing in the air kept echoing in her mind. The image was simply too...
It's so fantasy, he is like the son of a god, unstoppable.
Nan Xin still doesn't know how Zhang Yifeng rose into the air and how he controlled the terrifying twelfth hammer.
In fact, it was a complete luck that Zhang Yifeng survived.
When Zhang Yifeng swung the eighth hammer, he realized that his body was completely out of control. The hammer was driving his body, hammering away the twelve meteors.
The situation at that time was very critical, and even he himself felt that he was going to be sucked clean by the twelve meteor hammers, especially when the twelfth hammer was about to be struck, his body was completely exhausted and he had no strength whatsoever.
When he felt that he was about to die from exhaustion, the cool breath emitted from the roots of the wisdom tree made his head clear, and a set of hammering techniques flashed from his sea of consciousness.
That was a powerful hammering technique he had acquired in his previous life.