peerless angel

Wu Feng tried his best to raise his head, and looked at the tall and thin young man, who seemed to say with a sneer, "I'll take advantage of the fire, what can you do?"

call!

He let out a breath, and the severe pain like needle pricks all over his body gradually became stronger. Even though he was strong-willed, he still felt a little confused, his vision was loose, and he couldn't see the figure of the tall and thin young man clearly, and all the voices in his ears were slowly going away... …

As if the world suddenly rotated, all the time and human voices disappeared, the surrounding Xiantai was completely white, and the remaining gravel had disappeared.

Deep, gasp.

In a blank and peaceful world, only Wu Feng's own panting and the sound of his heartbeat constricting, he looked down at his feet, his face was reflected on the snow-white ground, full of haggard and exhausted, the flesh and blood on his cheeks began to fall off, revealing The flesh and blood meridians and white bones inside.

Behind him, the shadow was stretched like a sharp sword.

Ever since he comprehended the way of wood, Wu Feng's lifespan has greatly increased, but at this moment, he can feel his vitality crazily passing away...

What do you think of when you are quietly waiting to die?

Wu Feng saw a six-year-old child on the snow-white ground under his feet, making a snowman in the snow, and a vague middle-aged man picked him up and called softly: "Feng'er..."

The pictures flowed, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, wearing a straw hat, was hiding in a cat's body outside an exquisite pavilion, secretly peeping at the beautiful figure on the balcony of the pavilion... Tang Yajing!

As the vitality passed away faster and faster, Wu Feng saw the past of his life. There was a trace of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and he murmured to himself: "I really don't want to die. If I don't have mysterious memories, I may be middle-aged now, and my temples are already gone." I have white hair, since God has allowed me to be a master and have the opportunity to pursue eternal life, what I can do is to persevere, right?"

adhere to!

Just two words, how much courage and strength are needed!

The white light was strong and strong from under his feet, shining on Wu Feng's eyes, and wrapped his body. When all the white light receded and he returned to Xiantai in front of his eyes, his vision had gradually become clear. A purple flying sword was flying towards him. Stab on the brow.

Wu Feng gasped, and raised his hand. During the process of lifting, the skin on his arm fell off two more pieces, and fell to his feet like mud. The bones of his fingers were faintly visible, like a half-rotten corpse. hand!

Zheng!

The purple flying sword slashed on the palm of the hand, easily cut the flesh that had fallen off and softened, and slashed directly on the bones of the fingers!

What does it feel like to get stabbed in the bone?

The indescribable pain came from the bones of his fingers, which almost made Wu Feng faint from the pain. Cold sweat overflowed from his forehead, and the flesh and blood that fell off quickly fell on the raised arm. The flesh and blood seemed to be mud. Down the arm and fell to the foot.

The flying sword seemed to be stuck in the bone of his hand, and he couldn't make an inch of it for a while.

Wu Feng took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and what appeared in the eyes of the tall and thin young man was a pair of blood-red eyes, like a brutal beast, with a crazy hostility, as if he had a huge hatred against the whole world .

Unable to imagine what kind of terrifying eyes these were, the body of the tall and thin young man couldn't help but tremble, he clenched his teeth, his heart pounding wildly, without further delay, he yelled and sacrificed a green flying sword again!

He specializes in the double sword style, and at this moment the green flying sword was sacrificed, and it flew directly towards Wu Feng's throat.

All the spectating disciples in the audience held their breaths.

At this moment, Wu Feng looked vulnerable, and his appearance was terrifying. His flesh and blood slid off like blood and piled up at his feet. There are some meridians all over the flesh and blood, and some of the serious parts can even see dense bones. The skin and flesh at the throat have also fallen off, and a blood-red neck bone like a bamboo joint can be seen faintly in the throat. When the sword hits, there is no doubt that the entire head will be cut off!

Unless the body has reached the level of divine martial arts, otherwise, once the head is cut off, he will die!

In the distance, who is screaming?

At the moment of life and death, who will stand behind you?

Wu Feng raised his head, and the flesh and blood on the eye sockets also began to fall off, leaving only the blood pupils in his eyes, which were monstrous and ferocious, and the green flying sword was like a little emerald light, expanding in the blood-colored pupils——

Zheng!

Like a light butterfly, the green flying sword passed through Wu Feng's other arm to block it, and shot at Wu Feng's throat like a ghost!

Everyone's eyes were about to pop out, and their hearts seemed to be lifted. The excitement and tension at this moment made many people break out in cold sweat.When the flying sword hit Wu Feng's throat, everyone had only one thought: It's over, dead.

Strangely, the thought of Wu Feng's death did not make them feel happy, but rather lost and sad.

Just when everyone could hardly breathe, a shocking scene appeared. The flying sword pierced through the flesh and blood of Wu Feng's throat, pierced the throat bone, rubbed a burst of intense sparks, and then stopped, as if stuck on it!

The sword sparked on the bone, what is the concept?

Everyone's eyes popped out, watching this scene in horror.

The hearts of Fang Xueer and others almost bursting with fright immediately turned into crazy joy, and they shouted excitedly. Xie Tianlong and Lu Daohua embraced each other with tears in their eyes, slapped each other's shoulders vigorously, and roared loudly!

boom!

At this moment, there was a low rumbling sound, and Wu Feng slowly took a step forward on the fairy platform, and the platform trembled!

With this step, the flesh and blood all over his body immediately fell off faster, almost completely turning into a blood man without skin. This scene deeply shocked the hearts of all the disciples in the audience, and it will never be forgotten, that amazing fighting spirit , many disciples of Alchemy Peak and Qiqi Peak felt their blood boil, and they couldn't help but want to shake their fists and shout!

The tall and thin young man couldn't help taking a step back, his face trembled, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. Anyone who saw a skinless blood man with a flying sword stuck in the bone of his throat walking towards him brazenly would be shocked. The legs are weak from fright.

Wu Feng let out a low growl, stomped the sole of his foot on the ground, and his figure shot out like a beam of blood, rushing towards the tall and thin young man!

The tall and thin young man's face was covered with cold sweat, and he desperately summoned his flying swords, but both flying swords got stuck on Wu Feng's bones, and he couldn't pull them back for a while!In a panic, he quickly took out a few spiritual treasures and threw them out, and propped up a spiritual shield.

boom!

Wu Feng raised his fist and slammed it out. Without any fancy punch, he hit a shield-shaped spirit treasure in the front. The lines on the spirit treasure quickly broke, and the spirit treasure itself was quickly dented inward, and fell under the huge force. Flying and bumping into several spirit treasures behind.

boom!

Wu Feng took a step forward, and punched again with the second punch!

All the spirit treasures were scattered around like confetti, and were smashed open by a punch!

The tall and thin young man spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Wu Feng in horror. Before he could seal again, Wu Feng stepped forward for the third time, and landed the third punch!

boom!

The aura shield was shattered, and the chest of the tall and thin young man was severely sunken to the back. The sound of bone shattering was heard clearly throughout the audience. The next moment, his body slammed into the barrier like a sandbag, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot. Slid to the ground and passed out.

Won?

Everyone watched this scene in shock, and could hardly believe their eyes.

Wu Feng was standing in the center of Sendai, and countless dark people around the stage looked up. He roared up to the sky. Due to his damaged throat, his voice was hoarse like an ancient beast, which made people shudder.