Chapter 27 Doomed

Out of the corner of his eyes, the old man in black glanced at the old man in white robe at the end of the corridor below and the little boy he was holding in his hand, and said sarcastically, "Why don't you count it as the old Zhang's family?"

The old man in white robe nodded slightly, but refused, "The old man just brought his grandson to visit, and he has no intention of competing. You can do whatever you want."

"Really?"

The two men in black looked at the old man in white with surprised eyes.

Everyone regarded Xie Wufeng as a sweet pastry, only Zhao Jinyao, who was hidden in the canopy in the distance, was angry. These people were the hidden elders of the rich family in Bohai City, and they shot a boy together for a broken pulse pill .

Seeing the blocked way, Xie Wufeng glanced at the black-clothed old man behind him. Xie Wufeng brought Wang Ensheng in front of him, smiled wryly, and whispered, "Run away as soon as possible, don't look back."

Wang Ensheng looked desperately at the crowd surrounding him, and blurted out, "How dare you!"

Just as he was about to reveal Xie Wufeng's identity, he was directly touched by a hand on the dumb acupoint, and then a strong wind pushed him into the depths of the dense forest from behind.

Wang Ensheng looked at Xie Wufeng whose figure was gradually shrinking in mid-air, his eyes were full of despair, tears flowed out of his eyes, he was so choked up that he couldn't make any sound.

But Xie Wufeng's advice echoed tightly in his ears, "Don't worry, just hide first."

"Xixi Susuo!"

Wang Ensheng fell to the ground along the branches and leaves of the giant trees in the dense forest, and looked up at the night sky. Under the moonlight, the world was lonely and the figures were thin.

"Since you all want the pill formula in my hand, why not serve it together!"

Xie Wufeng let out a sneer, and didn't care about the three martial arts experts at the peak of the second rank who surrounded him.

"I didn't expect you to be so arrogant at this time!"

The old man in black took the lead to strike, and with the flow of breath in his body, the strong wind in his palm rushed out again, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, emitting a bright light that pierced the sky, and rushed straight to Xie Wufeng who was in midair.

Seeing that this gust of wind was about to approach Xie Wufeng, the pupils of the two black-clothed men froze at the same time, and they waved their hands violently, trying to grab Xie Wufeng into their hands, for fear of being killed by his black-clothed old man.

Unexpectedly, Xie Wufeng stood quietly on the spot, his sleeves fluttered in his robe, and the oncoming strong wind was completely caught by his hands in his robe.

The stream of light piercing the sky suddenly came between the hands, and even the old man in black in front of him was inconceivable, he couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes.

"How is this possible? You were able to catch a blow from a second-rank peak powerhouse!"

The old man in black stared at Xie Wufeng, who was as immobile as a mountain, in surprise, his loose robes swayed in the wind in the moon sky, and his figure was like an exile in the moon palace.

The messy long hair was flying in the air, and Xie Wufeng's mouth overflowed with a trace of blood, but he still tried his best to catch the blow of the old man in black, but there was a faint sound of thunder from the veins in his body.

Except for the two men in black standing behind Xie Wufeng, whether it is the white-robed old man at the end of the corridor, Liu Qian above the tree canopy, or the elders of aristocratic families beside Liu Qian, or hiding in the dense forest Zhao Jinyao on the canopy was shocked by Xie Wufeng's move.

The huge ripples of breath made Xie Wufeng's robe rattle, and the tendons on his face and neck were stretched violently.

Under the moonlight, the originally handsome face looked extremely ferocious. After a period of painful struggle, Xie Wufeng dissipated most of the energy brought by the blow of the old man in black, but a lot of energy still rushed into his body, blocking him. the meridian.

"It's still too weak."

Xie Wufeng spat out the blood in his mouth, and murmured softly, "This body is still too weak. It could have absorbed breath, but because of the body, it was backbited."

At the moment of that blow, Xie Wufeng invoked the simplest secret method of "Swallowing Jue", just because he was worried that his body would not be able to bear it, and the vitality in this world was running low.

But still unable to resist the huge backlash brought by the secret technique, the breath in his body has increased, but it has seriously damaged the tendons.

"What did you see?"

The old man in white robe kept staring at Yuekong, not letting go of Xie Wufeng's move.

"Streaming light, flowing light all over the sky."

The childish voice of the little boy knocked on the heart of the white-robed old man. The little boy didn't know how to describe what he saw. He saw that the aura of vitality in the sky was converging little by little into a trickle, flowing into the body of the young man in the moon sky.

In mid-air, Xie Wufeng took a deep breath, the breath in his chest tried to break through the blocked tendons, but it caused a light cough.

"This"

Xie Wufeng was a little worried, if he continued like this, it would be really difficult for him to escape from here.

On the other side, the old man in black standing opposite Xie Wufeng had very little breath left in his body. For his own safety, he didn't dare to force his kung fu, for fear of being attacked from the dark.

"What's going on in this world?"

Not only the old man in black, but even the several martial arts peak experts who appeared in the Fulai Inn later could not feel the vitality of the world, and could only constantly consume the breath in their bodies.

Although Zhao Jinyao, who was hiding on the tree trunk in the dense forest, didn't consume the breath in her body, she couldn't feel the vitality of the world around her. Everyone turned their attention to the white-robed old man at the end of the corridor.

"Old man, what did your grandson see?" Liu Qian coughed, breaking the awkward atmosphere, and asked on behalf of everyone.

"Cut!" The old man in white robe scratched his ears and replied with a cynical attitude, "Didn't my grandson already say that!"

"Streamer?"

"What the hell is that!"

The impatient old man in black held his breath, resisting the loss of breath in his body, still standing in front of Xie Wufeng, and said coldly to the two old men in black on the other side.

"Shouldn't you take action? If this kid really has some secret method to continuously restore the breath in his body, I'm afraid our work today will be in vain."

"Um"

The two old men in black standing behind Xie Wufeng nodded. They had the same body shape, the same footwork, and even the same aura.

The two hands made a cumbersome handprint on the chest at the same time, one after another breath ripples gathered in front of the two of them, and a strange cold light suddenly appeared, forming a complicated pattern in front of the two of them.

In the pattern, the aura of the lotus flower circulates, exuding a faint cold light, completely covering Xie Wufeng under the phantom shadow of the lotus flower, and the cold light flourishes, piercing the dark clouds completely.

"Broken Heart Ice Lotus Seal"

The ancestral secret technique of the Sun family arouses the vitality of the heavens and the earth and turns it into a world of ice lotus. In this world, it is difficult for everything to maintain its original intention.

"The two old men of the Sun family also showed their unique skills. It seems that this young man is really doomed."

An old man next to Liu Qian stroked his white beard and sighed.

Liu Qian has been paying attention to the depths of the dense forest not far away. Out of the corner of his eyes, he never left Zhao Jinyao's position, and he replied casually, "Every man is innocent, but he has a sinful ear."

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