Little Shota, who was immersed in grief, anger and sadness, unexpectedly heard these familiar and extremely tough words, and his eyes suddenly lit up in surprise: "Brother Feng?"
Xiao Zhengtai suddenly turned around, and then he was excited and moved.
Wang Yuefeng, who was not far away, although his movements were soft and slow, his face was still pale, and his breathing was a little hurried, his eyes were firm, resolute and serious that they had never seen since they met, and he stretched high in the air.
Hands, don't have an arrogant and unyielding aura!
"Brother Feng...you...you...?" Xiao Zhengtai's eyes turned red unconsciously.
He had just witnessed with his own eyes that after Wang Yuefeng was kicked hard by the masked man in black, he spurted out blood, hit the giant tree heavily, fell to the ground without any protection, and did not move for a long time. He must have been injured.
Extremely severe trauma.
But now, "Brother Feng", who has only been together for a few days, knows that he is no match for this old thief, but he is risking his life to protect himself and fight against this old thief!
"To know such a brother, it's worth it even if I die this time!" Xiao Zhengtai suddenly felt the urge to cry.
However, he still kept his eyes wide open, not wanting to shed tears weakly like this and let Brother Feng, whom he admired in his heart, see how cowardly he was!
"Stupid, you are my brother, of course you have to listen to me. If I don't agree, no one can take you away!" Wang Yuefeng glared at Xiao Zhengtai fiercely, but his eyes showed a softness.
Although he has now been completely separated from the good brothers who shared life and death on the earth and will never be reunited, in this other world, he has found a good brother who can also share life and death and is willing to sacrifice his freedom for each other!
The masked man in black turned around and was also very surprised to see Wang Yuefeng like this.
He was very confident in the lethality of his fists just now. Not to mention a 6-year-old boy like Wang Yuefeng, even a "Master" level warrior would have to suffer a lot if he knocked him out with his fists and then hit a big tree.
internal injury.
But the boy’s loud shout just now was clearly full of anger!
"Boy, you are seeking death this time. No wonder I!" The masked man in black eyes darkened, impatient with Wang Yuefeng's continued pestering, he raised the spiritual staff in his hand and began to sing.
"The wind blades fly together!"
Having absorbed the previous lesson, the masked man in black was no longer willing to fight Wang Yuefeng in close combat.
A majestic master-level wind spirit warrior was actually strangely controlled by a fledgling 6-year-old boy in the direction of the battle?
That is simply a great shame!
The light mist in the air suddenly seemed to be restrained by an invisible hand, spinning rapidly in a certain direction. Within a few breaths, six translucent light cyan wind blades in different directions roared towards Wang Yuefeng.
Cut off the upper, middle and lower parts of the body!
"Brother Feng, be careful!" Xiao Zhengtai's eyes suddenly widened and he exclaimed.
In fact, without his reminding, Wang Yuefeng had already noticed these six translucent and fast wind blades.
The blade as thin as a wing, the high-speed rotating airflow, and the erratic wind all made Wang Yuefeng tense up solemnly.
"Damn it, I hate this kind of long-range spiritual magic the most!"
Just like in the previous life, I had to watch out for the sniper rifle hidden in some dark place in the distance!
Fortunately, at this moment, only the masked man in black needs to be faced.
The mental power is highly concentrated, and the nerves are subtly expanded to every part of the ears. In an instant, the ears, like enlarged ears, move slightly, and the auricles are slightly buckled.
Listening to the wind and debating the direction, Wang Yuefeng, with a clear mind, rolled on the spot, flipped forward, cartwheeled, and narrowly avoided 6 wind blades from different directions. He was only a few steps away from the masked man in black.
A full ten meters quickly shortened to five meters!
There is still one meter before you can use the Sky-Breaking Giant Wood Fist.
"Yeah! Brother Feng is great!" Xiao Zhengtai's eyes lit up and he couldn't help cheering.
However, the strength of the master-level wind spirit warrior was beyond what Wang Yuefeng had imagined. Seeing how dexterously and keenly he avoided these six wind blades, the masked man in black narrowed his eyes, quite annoyed, and waved his spiritual staff again.
, and continued to sing.
"The devil dances wildly!"
The number of wind blades appearing in the air suddenly doubled to 12!
All directions, top, middle, bottom, left, middle, right, all are powerful wind blades whizzing away!
The weeds and fallen leaves in the entire area were blown up by the strong wind, turning into sharp blades, whirling and flying towards Wang Yuefeng!
Xiao Zhengtai opened his mouth in shock: "It's over...!"
Wang Yuefeng's pupils shrank involuntarily.
"Damn, superimposed version of tornado!"
Bite the bullet, Wang Yuefeng tried his best to turn sideways, draw in his abdomen, fold his arms, and turn over...
However, even though he tried every means and every trick he could use, he still couldn't dodge the 12 wind blades that completely sealed his body!
"Now!"
"Here!"
After two slight tearing sounds of cloth, Wang Yuefeng, who was still turning over, felt a burning pain in his left leg and abdomen. He lowered his head in shock and saw a long gash on his leg and abdomen, and blood spurted out.
shoot!
His muscles were injured, and his dodge speed immediately slowed down. His injured left leg could no longer support the last side flip, and he fell to the ground with a bang, losing his previous dexterity.
However, despite falling, Wang Yuefeng still managed to close the distance by one meter!
The masked man in black suddenly felt comfortable, snorted coldly, and began to chant the spell again.
With the spiritual staff, he can cast spells at a speed that can save nearly half of the time.
Xiao Shota was stunned, and suddenly, he rushed forward madly: "You are not allowed to touch Brother Feng!" He used all his strength to grab the spiritual staff in the hand of the masked man in black!
Wang Yuefeng took advantage of the situation and rolled on the spot again, holding back the severe pain in his left leg and abdomen, and quickly turned his wood spirit power again, 120% of the wood spirit power and 120% of the internal energy poured out, full of anger and
The raging fighting spirit, under this rolling momentum, quickly turned into a huge and thin force, all of which was poured into the right fist, and he slammed forward without hesitation.
Enhanced version of giant wooden fist!
Even if you are a big mountain, I will blast a big hole through you!
Even if you are made of steel, I will still mess with you!
The arms and fists that suddenly swelled several times in size were like roaring giant trees that were thousands of years old. They bloomed into pure green light pillars that were condensed into substance. In the blink of an eye, they broke through the obstacles of darkness, broke through the distance of space, and blasted straight.
Enter the heart of the masked man in black!
"Pfft!" The masked man in black was worried about the black dagger in Xiao Zhengtai's hand. He had no time to dodge and had to take the punch forcefully. The impact was far beyond his imagination, and he immediately groaned.
, staggered back a few steps, and then managed to stand still. His throat felt sweet, and a slightly fishy liquid poured into his throat.
"Damn it!" He didn't expect that he, a great spiritual master, would be injured by a small spiritual master. The masked man in black became furious, with murderous intent in his eyes. He simply threw away the spiritual staff in his hand and chanted the spell again.
.
"The devil dances wildly!"
The 12 translucent light cyan wind blades, in just one breath, quickly condensed in the air again, swirling, grinning ferociously from different directions and angles, bringing up strong air currents, and shot towards Wang Yuefeng.
"Damn, this kind of long-range magic is more troublesome than a pistol! It's like a machine gun!"
Turning sideways, turning around, tightening his abdomen... Wang Yuefeng once again subconsciously dodged in a series of ways.
Only this time, the wounds on his left leg and abdomen still affected his dodge speed to some extent, and his muscle control was no longer as satisfactory as before. Soon, Wang Yuefeng frowned again.
"puff!"
"puff!"
The injured left leg and abdomen were injured again, and blood was pouring out.
His left leg suddenly lost its balance. Wang Yuefeng had no choice but to "plop" and half-knelt on the ground. The dark blue trousers with leggings were soon stained dark red by the blood flowing out!
"Damn it!" Wang Yuefeng, not to be outdone, panted, with red eyes, quickly transported the remaining wood spirit power in his body, followed the direction in his memory, and struck out another air-piercing giant wood fist!
Then, his body slowly followed the momentum and fell weakly onto the grass.
"Brother Feng...!" Wang Yuefeng's bloody left leg and bloody abdomen made Xiao Zhengtai stunned: "Old thief, I will fight with you!" The dagger in his right hand was directed towards the masked man without thinking.
The man in black stabbed him.
"Get away!" The masked man in black didn't dare to kill the young lady. He kicked his right leg and easily kicked away the black dagger, and then threw the young lady to the right impatiently.
Xiao Zhengtai's young body was immediately thrown several meters away, and fell heavily to the ground. With a "pop", a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his life or death was unknown.
Wang Yuefeng, whose combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, couldn't catch up. As he watched this scene happen in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank, his heart twitched violently, and he was shocked and angry: "Xiao Bang...!"
Intense grief and anger, deep self-blame, and shame suddenly exploded in his chest...
"Xiao Bang, he...is all for me...!"
"I was wrong! I shouldn't have misjudged the old thief's strength, I shouldn't have said hello before attacking, I shouldn't have..."
"We must kill this hateful old thief, we must kill him! Kill him! Kill him!..."
Wang Yuefeng was filled with grief and anger, and out of the corner of his almost bloodshot eyes, he suddenly caught sight of a faint flash of light not far away.
It was the jet-black dagger that Xiao Shota had previously held in his hand to threaten the masked man in black, and then was kicked away by the masked man in black!
"arms?!"
And it’s a mid-range weapon quenched with poison!
Wang Yuefeng's already somewhat frantic brain suddenly regained some clarity.
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