Chapter 235: Forging a knife with blood and repairing it with luck
But what I didn't expect was that Feng Zhixiao and Feng Qingyu would soon fight back.
Feng Zhixiao suffered multiple injuries on his body. The corpse demon's iron walls were no joke. Even his left shoulder was obviously more slumped than the right.
"Wind God, go away and leave me alone." Seeing that Feng Zhixiao was seriously injured, I said quickly.
But at this time, not a single soul-suppressing general or hidden general has arrived.
In addition to proving that Feng Qingyu was indeed running fast enough, it also proved that he had enough escape routes, so I was afraid that no one would come soon.
"Zang Ling'er, I want to tell you something. For Zhenhun Ming General, he is invincible at the same level. But for Zhenhun Hidden General, he is invincible in a life-and-death battle." Feng Zhixiao not only did not leave, he did not even retreat.
Feng Qingyu was already furious at this moment. After all, Feng Zhixiao's rune fan and golden thread were not vegetarian.
There were multiple breaks and deep visible bone injuries on his body.
Now Feng Qingyu really wants to be cruel to Feng Zhixiao, because if he doesn't fight hard, he will die here.
"Howl of the Wind, take your life!" Feng Qingyu used corpse energy as a knife and actually transformed into a long black knife out of thin air.
This sword was opposite to the Tiangang Qi on Liu Changqing's previous sword. It was covered with black runes and black corpse Qi that was so thick that it seemed impossible to dissolve it.
I know that although this knife has no entity, if it really hits Feng Zhi,
Not to mention that his whole body would be cut in half by the corpse energy in an instant, even his three souls and seven souls would be swallowed up by the corpse energy.
However, just when I panicked and thought that Feng Zhixiao would definitely be defeated.
Unexpectedly, the golden runes like silk threads on his left hand suddenly became thicker and larger, and then those threads were directly wrapped around Feng Qingyu's body.
In an instant, Feng Qingyu was manipulated like a puppet.
And the fatal knife strike just now was blocked by Feng Zhi's black rune fan, so that when the blade fell, Feng Zhi was no longer where it was.
"Feng Zhixiao, apart from these little tricks, what else can you do!" When one attack failed, Feng Qingyu struck again.
This sword seemed to be more powerful than before, but Feng Zhixiao still did not dodge. He just suddenly retracted the black rune fan, and the golden rune thread that bound Feng Qingyu was also gone.
So what is he going to do?
"Wind God!"
Seeing that the two weapons commonly used by Feng Zhixiao had disappeared, he shouted in horror.
Could it be that Feng Zhixiao wanted to self-destruct?
Feng Qingyu obviously thought of this, so he immediately wanted to receive the knife and leave.
After all, if a super level 4 powerhouse self-destructs, all opponents and enemies around him will die from being affected.
But it was at the same moment when Feng Qingyu put away his sword.
Feng Zhixiao suddenly had a knife in his hand. This knife was different from the sword of General Zhenhun. The blade was not made of pure gold or silver, but the whole body was glowing red.
It's the kind of blood-red color that makes people feel shocked at first glance.
Although his sword was different from the rune sword, the sharp and powerful wind of the sword still made me startled the moment he struck it.
If we say Lin Zhenhua's sword strike, it was shocking.
The sword of Feng Zhixiao was able to cover up the clouds and the sun, and for a moment, it seemed like there was nothing left in the sky except his sword.
"You, how can you use a knife!?" Feng Qingyu was extremely surprised: "Where did you get the knife?"
Feng Zhixiao ignored him.
What followed was not only Feng Qingyu's scream, but also his right arm being chopped off.
this……
"Come here." Before I could say anything, Feng Zhixiao swung his sword again, and in an instant the corpse talisman under my feet disappeared into nothing.
"Wind God, you are too good at hiding your clumsiness." I hurried forward, but when I touched the howl of the wind, I felt an inexplicable wetness.
As a result, I opened my palm and saw that it was covered in blood, which shocked me.
"Don't say anything, he's still here." Feng Zhixiao put his weight on me and whispered.
I immediately turned to look at Feng Qingyu: "The Special Case Bureau never kills a stray dog, so today we will let you go. If you still dare to come, I will kill you!"
Feng Qingyu lost his right arm at this moment, and his corpse energy was continuously draining away.
His face was as pale as a dead man's, but he was still ready to say something, but after meeting my fierce and fierce eyes, he finally just said: "Howl of the Wind, I'll be cruel to you today!"
After confirming that he had left, I immediately left with Feng Xiao.
Who would have thought that Feng Zhixiao would suddenly fall to the ground before taking a few steps.
"Wind God!" I hurried forward and tried to help him up, but it was better not to touch him.
My hands were covered in blood when I touched him, and when I lowered my head and looked at the ground behind him, there were also large areas of blood stains.
"Feng Shen, I'll take you back. Let's go back to the Special Case Bureau. The commander-in-chief and the Kyoto Zhenhun General will definitely find a way." I stretched out my hand again to help Feng Zhixiao up.
"Zang Ling'er, go quickly. The knife I just struck was made from the condensed energy and blood of my whole body. Now the blood on my body is almost drained. I can't survive if I go back." Feng Zhixiao's face was as white as paper, but he still squeezed out at me.
gave a smile.
Qi and blood.
So he didn't have a knife at all, and the knife that appeared out of thin air was condensed from his own blood. No wonder the knife was so bright red and dazzling.
"Wind God, don't be afraid, you believe me. The Great Luck Master can mobilize the luck of the world, so I can help you condense your blood back together."
"I can do that."
I don't know whether to say this last word to Feng Zhixiao or to myself.
But when I was about to start, Feng Zhixiao suddenly grabbed my hand: "Zang Ling'er, don't waste your time on me, go back to the Special Case Bureau and tell Kyoto Soul-Suppressing General Feng Qingyu that he has lost his right arm.
He must take advantage of the victory to pursue it..."
"Feng Zhixiao, shut up."
What I didn't expect was that when I roared like this, all the wind around me stopped.
For a moment everything seemed to be at a standstill.
Is this because my luck has improved again?
I was so startled that I ignored the roar of the wind and hurriedly followed the method my father taught me, chanting: "The wind blows and everything is breathed, the heaven and the earth are living, the black and yellow orders are issued, the universe is at its end..."
Then a scene that surprised me even more happened. The small blood drops that were originally scattered on the ground, in the grass, and even floating in the sky gradually began to gather towards Feng Zhixiao's body.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
As more and more blood gathered, Feng Zhixiao's complexion gradually returned to normal.
The other person could stand up slowly on his own. Looking at the wound on his back that extended from his neck to his lower back, I waved my hand gently. What neither he nor I expected was that the long and deep wound actually ended up...
Healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Miss Zang, when did you become so powerful?" Feng Zhixiao was extremely surprised.
I smiled slightly: "It's not me who's powerful, but the Zang family's Great Luck Technique. It's not me who repairs your body, but this world."
"Okay, okay, the Zang family's Grand Luck Master is indeed extraordinary." Suddenly, a strange voice sounded. This chapter has been completed!