God Killer

() Watching Wu Feng fall from the sky, Zheng Xian felt like his spine turned into a pillar of fire, burning, and then Zheng Xian forgot all the pain, even his right arm, which should have been completely disabled, seemed to be After returning to normal, Zheng Xian grabbed the Liuguang serrated knife and turned around and rushed towards the old man.

The old man smiled contemptuously, as if he was looking at an ant madly swinging a knife towards him, it was ridiculous, he just raised his palm to meet Zheng Xian's streamer serrated knife and grabbed it.

Zheng Xianbu was overjoyed, in his opinion, the Liuguang sawtooth knife could cut through anything, but the spirit monkey's ghost hand would break it with a single stab. This old man wanted to die by himself!However, Mr. Zheng felt worried again. It's not that this old man has seen the power of the Liuguang serrated knife, and he still dares to grab it with his bare hands at this time, maybe he really has something to hold on to.

Chang | The speed of laughing thinking can only go so far, the streamer serrated knife collided with the palm of the old man, making a loud bang, and then the ear-piercing sound of the chainsaw sawing on the steel, sparks everywhere In the splash, there was a non-stop rattling sound, and the entire streamer sawtooth knife was trembling violently and roaring. What Zheng Xian held in his hand was like a conflicting and struggling beast, and he could hardly grasp it. But in the end the sound stopped abruptly. The most powerful thing on the Liuguang sawtooth knife is the sawtooth that keeps rolling like a chainsaw. Now the sawtooth has been completely smoothed, and it is held tightly by the old man!The withering stone powder on the sawtooth immediately dimmed and became useless.

However, there was still a small opening in the palm of the old man, and a drop of blood flowed out from it, which exuded a very strong vitality.

At this time, Zheng Xian was not worried about Liu Guang's serrated knife and his own safety, but had a very strong feeling of wanting to swallow this drop of blood, an extremely absurd feeling!

At this time, the distance between Zheng Xian and the old man was only about 1.5 meters. With such a close distance, Zheng Xian still did not give up the fight, which showed his strong will to survive.

Shrinking his body like a ball, he kicked towards the old man. The armor of the Godhunter was prepared for battle, so at this moment, a ten-centimeter-long spike automatically popped out from Zheng Xian's toe. Sting, if this kick hits the neck or the head, even the chest is enough to kill someone.However, this is an old equipment that only the old armor has. On the new equipment, there are short spikes with sawtooth and dead stone dust like a streamer serrated knife.

The old man didn't care at all, he didn't even try to hide, Zheng Xian's kick was like kicking on an iron plate, the spikes on the toe broke off, it didn't hurt the old man at all.

There was a hint of contempt in the eyes of the old man, and the hand holding the sawtoothed knife made a sharp crack, and the sawtooth knife was snapped off by the old man, and then the old man's hand, dripping with a drop of blood, moved towards Zheng Xian's helmet Stretching it over slowly, an inexplicable aura immediately enveloped Zheng Xian, and the remaining three withering stones on Zheng Xian's body flashed rapidly, and all burst into pieces with a bang.

Zheng Xian felt as if he was bound by an indescribable force, unable to move all over his body, suspended in the air, surrounded by the palm of the old man, this feeling was like a ghost crushing his body, full of consciousness It is clear, but it is difficult to move, unable to control his body, no matter how much strength he uses, he can't move. Zheng Xian even heard the intermittent voice coming from his throat due to the trembling of the vocal cords. The sounds produced are infinitely close to similar.

Zheng Xian knew very well what would happen if the helmet was touched by the old man's hand. Tong Nai's rapidly withering face seemed to be still in Zheng Xian's vision.

But for some reason, Zheng Xian didn't have any fear, or rather, his attention was attracted by other things, the wound on the old man's palm that was recovering rapidly, and the drop that flowed out exuding a powerful force of vitality of blood.

In Zheng Xian's world, at this moment, all sounds disappeared, and all visual images disappeared. There was only this drop of blood in front of his eyes. An unspeakable feeling was transmitted from Zheng Xian's tailbone. Primitive desire.

Eat, eat this drop of blood. At the same time, Zheng Xian felt hungry in his stomach, no, not in his stomach, but in his brain. He felt that there was now a small space in his brain, which was empty. , so empty that he felt a strong sense of hunger, and the primitive energy told him that he had to find a way to fill this space, otherwise he would starve to death!Food alone is not enough to fill that void.

As the old man's hand got closer, Zheng Xian's sense of hunger became more and more intense. When the old man pressed his hand lightly on Zheng Xian's helmet contemptuously, Zheng Xian's helmet suddenly opened, and Zheng Xian's With a sudden thrust of his head, he bit the old man's palm, and bit the wound on the old man's palm.

The old man frowned slightly, and then sneered again and again: "Are you biting like a dog? Seeing that the immortal has absorbed all your vitality..."

Before the old man finished speaking, his brows were furrowed violently, because he felt that his blood, full of vitality, was venting outwards along the wound on his palm, and was rushed by this ant-like young man very quickly. The speed sucks|sucks| goes.

This shock is no small matter. You must know that the power of vitality is the most fundamental power of a monk. When a monk loses the power of vitality, it is like a person who has been hungry and empty. He doesn't even have the strength to move. If the vitality is lost to a certain extent, then the physical body will wither, and the body will die and the Tao will disappear.

The old man never expected that the man in the strange armor was also a monk.

But the old man gave a sinister smile, and then slapped Zheng Xian on the head with the other hand.This time, the old man used all his strength, and the sound of the wind caused by the movement of his palm was like thunder, which was very frightening.

There was a dull bang, like a watermelon being smashed, but it was not Zheng Xian's head that exploded, but half of the old man's head, followed by four or five bangs. Groups of flesh and blood on the old man were blown into mud, and the most important one directly shattered the old man's spine.

Clinging to the side of the spine is the Heaven and Earth Bridge. As soon as the spine burst open, the vitality of the old man immediately dissipated towards the surroundings like steam.

Zheng Xian sucked | Yun's fresh blood lost its full vitality in an instant and turned into ordinary blood, which also made Zheng Xian's sanity recover, and then there was an unspeakable feeling of fullness, Zheng Xian felt The small space in his head was about to burst, making him dizzy and nauseated, as if he had eaten too much oil and meat. If he sucked more blood, the consequences would be quite unpredictable.

Zheng Xian felt a little dizzy. The explosion on the old man produced a huge sound and impact. The air around the old man was trembling crisply. Zheng Xian was not wearing a helmet. The defenseless Zheng Xian absorbed it, causing Zheng Xian's eyes to turn black and his body sore. His whole body flew upside down for dozens of meters, and rolled over more than ten meters after falling to the ground.

Zheng Xian vaguely saw two figures flying over in the distance, and it was the two of them who wanted to blow up the old man. These two should be the most powerful ultimate armor annihilation fighters in the Sixth Business Division.

In the past, Zheng Xian must have looked at them with wide-eyed eyes. Annihilation warriors are unattainable among the six business divisions. They are idol-like existences, representing endless wealth and power.

But now Zheng Xian has no thoughts on this aspect at all. Zheng Xian is driving a high-pressure jet armor. Perhaps because the huge explosion sound has damaged Zheng Xian's eardrums, Zheng Xian is flying staggeringly, unable to fully grasp the balance. Then they arrived at the place where Wu Feng fell.

Wu Feng hadn't died yet, the helmet might have been impacted by something when it landed, and a large piece of it had been shattered at this time, Wu Feng's eyes that were too shrewd had become extremely hollow at this moment, and the jewel-covered eyes looked at Zheng Xianluo By his side.

Wu Feng laughed, a miserable smile!

Zheng Xian looked at Wu Feng's hollow, collapsed stomach. The internal organs were completely gone. In other words, Wu Feng could not be saved. At this time, Zheng Xian didn't know what to say to Wu Feng. One day, Zheng Xian was rescued twice, one time was Tong Nai, the other time was Wu Feng, Tong Nai was what Zheng Xian expected, but Wu Fengfeng sent him a message instead of fleeing at a critical moment, which made him Big surprise.

Zheng Xian wanted to speak, but Wu Feng said in a trembling voice, "Give me a shot!"

Zheng Xian just remembered at this time, and quickly patted the upper arm of the battle armor, and the vitality analgesic liquid popped out. Zheng Xian bit off the sealant on the injection, and pushed the light blue vitality analgesic liquid into Wu Feng's neck artery .

This injection is the basic equipment of the hunting god warrior, and the liquid inside is the product of the fusion of painkillers and vitality.

Ever since they knew that there are immortal cultivators who use the power of vitality to live forever, those powerful people in the mortal world have never given up looking for ways to make the mortals live longer and even create undead warriors from the power of vitality. , It has been like this from ancient times to the present, and this injection is one of the results.

The scientific research room of the Bureau of Religious Affairs is doing this. The reason why the four or five A-level locusts imprisoned on the bronze tree of the God-Suppressing Prison were not directly exterminated is because they were treated as rotting plants. Tell them to absorb the power of vitality continuously, and then extract the power of vitality that these immortal cultivators have purified from plants and animals.

For ordinary people, apart from cultivating immortals, there is still no way to directly obtain vitality from vegetation and other creatures. At present, this is a technology that cannot be mastered at all, and it is an area that human technology cannot reach.

As the injection was pushed in, Wu Feng's expression became much more relaxed, he seemed to have gained some strength, and his complexion improved a little bit, just as Zheng Xian was about to speak, Wu Feng stopped him and said: "I don't have time to listen to you, Listen to me!"

"Do you know why I want to change jobs? Because I am afraid of death, I am afraid of being killed by you, a broom star, and I also want to make money, save more money, I will be 30 years old next year, according to the regulations of the bureau, I will It's retirement, and I'm getting married, and then I'll be able to apply for a decent job in the civil service."

Speaking of this, Wu Feng's gray pupils shone brightly: "At that time, I can eat the imperial food and make some gray income. If I am a director or something, I can secretly rule my subordinates' wives and so on. From then on After that, I will be able to live my whole life carefree, I don't want to die, I have a woman to support, damn, damn...I didn't expect that I would die in your hands after running so far...Bastard."

Speaking of this, Wu Feng grabbed Zheng Xian's wrist, and blood flowed out from the cracks in Wu Feng's battle armor. Wu Feng's arm had been rotten by the huge impact of the Liuli Hongying Sword. Zheng Xian I could feel Wu Feng's rotten hand tightly clutching his arm, Wu Feng choked out a mouthful of blood, and said, "Mr. Zheng, I'm not here to save you. You have to live. Only the seventh office is left." You are alone, David, Qiuzi, firefighter, and Er Biao are all dead, and now I am also finished, you can live for us... Also, your action of biting that locust just now is really bad... ...It's shameful, shameful, at that time, you should, you should..."

Speaking of which, the light in Wu Feng's eyes gradually faded, and a pair of pupils completely faded in an instant. Then Wu Feng grabbed Zheng Xian's hand and slowly released it. With a bang, Wu Feng's body fell heavily on the ground. on hard ground.