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Chapter 3971 How is this possible?

"What kind of weapon is this? I feel that my soul is tightly locked up." At this time, a voice came from behind Wang Feng, and his servants also felt a sense of life and death crisis, even worse than Wang Feng. Much richer.

After all, their fighting power is not as strong as Wang Feng's, and their souls are not as strong as Wang Feng's. Even Wang Feng can feel the crisis, so the feeling in their hearts will naturally be bigger.

Wang Feng's sense of crisis may turn into a sense of life and death crisis.

"All die!"

As the white horse became more and more condensed, the monster didn't hesitate, and he directly threw the white spear in his hand towards Wang Feng.

When the white spear was in the hands of the monster, Wang Feng only felt a sense of crisis, but when the monster threw the thing in his hand, Wang Feng felt the breath of death approaching him quickly .

And behind Wang Feng, his servants all opened their mouths, because they already felt the god of death was coming.

The hairs all over his body stood on end at this moment. The life-and-death crisis Wang Feng felt at this moment was no different from facing a mid-level monk in the Immortal Martial Realm, and only a monk of this level could bring him such a feeling.

"Reincarnation!"

In the moment of life and death, Wang Feng activated his strongest supernatural powers. At the same time, Wang Feng flipped his palm and took out a long spear. This long spear was something he had snatched from Ye Cangqiong.

This weapon belongs to the strongest in the mid-level of the Immortal Martial Realm, and it can also be said to be one of the most powerful weapons in the world.

Since the white spear has such a strong feeling for Wang Feng, then Wang Feng must show his strongest strength, otherwise, he may not have the chance to use these things again.

Throwing out the long spear in his hand, Wang Feng's long spear directly hit the white long spear.

The spear thrown by Wang Feng was much longer than the white spear, and even looked more domineering in appearance, but when the spear and the white spear actually collided, the spear thrown by Wang Feng started to crack from the tip of the spear. Come on, Ye Cangqiong's weapon was actually no match for the small white short spear.

puff!
The spear that Wang Feng threw out here is finished, the most powerful weapon in the world is now shattered, and as the true owner of the spear, Ye Cangqiong, who is healing his wounds in a mysterious place at the moment, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

After all, the long spear and the thing he used to cultivate with his life, now that the long spear is destroyed, he will naturally suffer backlash along with it.

Wang Feng put the spear in his dantian space before, so even if Ye Cangqiong wanted to find his weapon, he couldn't find it, because he couldn't feel where his spear was.

Wang Feng's physical body was a natural barrier, blocking his way to find his own weapon, and he would not be able to find the armor if it fell into Jiang Yihuan's hands, because Jiang Yihuan had covered up the armor's aura early on.

So he couldn't get back both of Ye Cangqiong's two treasures.

But now that the spear was destroyed, he suffered directly along with it. Originally, he was injured in the battle with the emperor and Shenlong, and he has not suppressed the injury so far.

But now that the spear was destroyed, he suffered backlash, and his injuries not only failed to be suppressed, but even worsened. ,
"Bastard, if I can find you one day in the future, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Ye Cangqiong knew in whose hands his spear was, so now that his spear was destroyed, it must have a great connection with that Wang Feng, so at this moment he began to hate Wang Feng again.

Others are hating him. Wang Feng doesn't know it, because at this moment he is facing his own life and death crisis.

After the short white spear shattered the long spear thrown by Wang Feng, it was still flying straight towards Wang Feng, and it seemed that it did not receive much resistance.

"What should I do?"

Seeing this scene, the pores of Wang Feng's whole body almost opened, and cold sweat instantly covered Wang Feng's whole body.

It's just a monster at the initial level of the Immortal Martial Realm, Wang Feng didn't take it seriously, but such a monster that doesn't look as good as Wang Feng now poses a fatal threat to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng didn't know what to do for a while.

Just when Wang Feng was hesitating, the small white short spear had already arrived in front of him and pierced through his head.

As if his head had suddenly plunged into the freezing water, Wang Feng's strongest attack had already been disintegrated, and he could hardly find a way to defend against the small white short spear.

Even Ye Cangqiong's weapon couldn't stop the small white short spear, and Wang Feng's body protection mask was like a joke. At this moment, his head was directly pierced by the small white short spear.

Behind Wang Feng, his servants saw this scene, their faces were all as pale as tinfoil, and their hearts were already cold.

Because their lives are connected with Wang Feng, once Wang Feng dies, they will surely fall with him. This is something that you don't even need to think about.

So when they saw Wang Feng's head was pierced by the small white short gun, each of them felt desperate in their hearts, because they knew it was over.

……

At first, there was a chilling feeling in his head, and then Wang Feng felt that he had come to a world of whiteness. In this world, there was nothing but whiteness, which means that his head was blank for short.

Wang Feng's eyes saw the small white short spear sweeping towards his head, so Wang Feng's own head must have been hit, otherwise he would not have this feeling.

Could it be that he has finished playing now?
His whole body was cold, Wang Feng felt like he was not wearing anything, as if he only had consciousness left.

Is this what it feels like to be truly dead?
Doubts appeared in Wang Feng's heart.

But just when Wang Feng felt that he was going to be really cold, he suddenly felt that this place suddenly became hot. After the white world was being occupied by a faint yellow, the hot feeling should be caused by this thing. of.

Consciousness is being awakened bit by bit. When Wang Feng felt that the heat was unbearable, his eyes opened instantly.

His fallen body stood up in an instant, making the eyes of many servants behind him widen, as if they had seen a ghost.

You must know that they all thought that they would definitely die with Wang Feng's death, but what they never expected was that Wang Feng stood up after falling down, and he didn't die.

"You're not dead?"

At this time, an incredible voice resounded, and the cultivator transformed by the monster seemed to have seen a ghost at this moment. Seeing Wang Feng's stare, he was much more shocked than Wang Feng's servants.

He knew that the short white spear just now could kill any early-level monk in the Immortal Martial Realm, and even a mid-level monk in the Immortal Martial Realm would be either killed or injured by this gun.

But what he never dreamed of was that Wang Feng, who had already fallen, stood up again, and the blood hole on his forehead was healing little by little, which meant that the little white short spear did not kill him. .

Just how is this possible?

(End of this chapter)