Chapter 27 Golden Core stage masters can kill without mistake
Half an hour later.
Finally, Zhuge Buliang and Li Kewei arrived at the area where the two were fighting. At this moment, the fighting had stopped. Zhuge Buliang and Li Kewei were carefully lurking in the distance. In an open space in the distance, Chen Feng laughed ferociously and covered his chest with his hands.
, constantly coughing up blood.
Nie Feng fell to the ground, covered in blood, motionless, and obviously lost his life. The dark brown iron rod was inserted into Nie Feng's chest.
"Hahaha, you don't know how to live or die, you dare to challenge me single-handedly, I don't know what to say! Ahem..." Chen Feng didn't say anything, his face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body was shaky, and he couldn't even stand.
Steady. Although he killed Nie Hai, he was also seriously injured.
Zhuge Buliang sneered, stood up and walked over in a swaggering manner.
Li Kewei was startled. It was too late to hold Zhuge Buliang back, so she could only follow Zhuge Buliang and approach the front carefully.
"Huh? Is it you?" Chen Feng looked at Zhuge Buliang in surprise.
Zhuge Buliang smiled and said nothing, and swaggered forward. Li Kewei followed behind nervously, looking at Zhuge Buliang's back, he seemed to have guessed what this junior brother was going to do.
"You didn't escape?" Chen Feng looked sarcastic. He didn't think Zhuge Buliang, a cultivator in the Qi refining stage, would pose any threat to him.
"Junior is concerned about the safety of senior, so I came here to check~~~" Zhuge Buliang said with a smile, standing next to Nie Hai's body.
"Humph! It doesn't matter whether I'm injured! You can go!" Chen Feng braced himself, but his body still shook and he almost fell to the ground.
"Hehehe, don't you want that jade ring, senior?" Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.
"I don't care about that crap anymore, you can leave!!" Chen Feng looked slightly cold.
"Well, since senior doesn't care about this gadget, then junior wants to take away some of your things, senior!" After saying that, Zhuge Buliang's eyes flashed coldly.
Chen Feng looked at Lou with a ferocious look. How could he not know what Zhuge Buliang was thinking about at this moment? He snorted angrily: "You don't know how to live or die, even if I am seriously injured now, it will still be easy to kill you!!"
After the words fell, Chen Feng raised his true energy, curled his fingers into claws, and thrust towards Zhuge Buliang, as fast as lightning.
Zhuge Buliang pushed Li Kewei away, quickly pulled out the dark brown magic weapon inserted into Nie Hai's body, flexibly dodged to the side, and smashed the dark brown iron rod in his hand towards Chen Feng.
"boom!"
The dark brown iron rod hit Chen Feng's chest hard. Chen Feng's body flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, causing dust to fly.
He never expected that Zhuge Buliang would react so quickly. In addition, he was seriously injured and could not stand firmly. There was no way to avoid the blow.
"You..." Chen Feng gritted his teeth and struggled to get up.
Zhuge Buliang rushed forward, raising the iron rod in his hand again.
"boom!"
Chen Feng flew away again, vomiting blood. Although he had advanced cultivation, he was seriously injured and his true energy was exhausted. Without the true energy to protect his body, he could not withstand such an attack.
Zhuge Buliang weighed the iron rod in his hand, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. Although he didn't know how to use this magic weapon, at least it could cause some damage to Chen Feng.
"You...little brother, if you let me go, I can give you three magic weapons..." Chen Feng faced the building with the intention of compromising. At this moment, he had no power to resist and could not even stand up.
"Gift it to me? Why give it to me? If I kill you, won't everything on you belong to me?" Zhuge Buliang smiled ferociously, approaching step by step with the iron rod in hand.
"You...you are such a young baby, you actually want to kill me!!" Chen Feng obviously didn't expect that Zhuge Buliang, a child under the age of sixteen, would speak so cruelly.
Zhuge Buliang said nothing and raised the iron rod in his hand again.
"boom!"
"Crack!"
The iron rod hit Chen Feng's knees, and he screamed pitifully.