Supreme Return

Chapter 921 Zhao Feng’s Death (2)

"Master, why are you doing this?"

"I said, as long as you are willing to surrender, the position of the Xingmo Hall's head is still yours!"

"I keep my word, and I will never go back on my word!"

"It took me a long time to complete this enchantment. Even if you have the strength of the cave master, you can't break it at all!"

...Watching Zhao Feng close his eyes, looking so cold that he couldn't bear to listen, Wan Cheng's voice became colder and full of murderous intent.

"For our love, I really don't want to meet you in battle!"

"Don't be ignorant of flattery, otherwise no one can save you!"

"In my enchantment, apart from submitting, you can only die!"

"Don't you want to continue living and ascend after successfully surviving the catastrophe?"

"I give you chances again and again, don't think that I really dare not kill you!"

With icy voices coming out one after another, Wan Cheng stared at Zhao Feng, his eyes flickering with coldness.

"Have you said enough?"

At this moment, Zhao Feng's eyes suddenly opened, as if a real light flickered, which shocked Na Wancheng.

Perhaps it was because Zhao Feng had been the hall master for a long time, and he had a lot of prestige and deterrent power, so Wan Cheng felt a little guilty after all. After all, no matter what, he had already betrayed Zhao Feng who had been kind to him.

"Even if I die, I will never submit to you! You shameless villain, ungrateful and shameless villain!"

Zhao Feng stared at Wan Cheng, and said in a cold voice.

Although he was seriously injured and blood was all over his body, Zhao Feng at this moment was like an indomitable giant, without the slightest intention of compromising.

"well!"

Wan Cheng was extremely ashamed and angry, and even hated because of anger, completely broke out.

"Since you want to seek death, then I will help you! Zhao Feng, I will let you die without a whole body!"

Wan Cheng kept roaring, and amidst the roaring sound, he quickly pinched the Yin Jue and typed it out, and in an instant, he saw streaks of light surging out of the blue-black barrier again, rushing towards Zhao Feng's position from all directions as before. attack.

clang clang...

Although Zhao Feng was well prepared at this time and sacrificed his flying sword in time, after all, his own strength has been greatly suppressed, even if he can withstand it for a while, how can he be truly safe in the long run? ?
The sound of metal clanging was endless, and Zhao Feng was forced to retreat one after another, groaning from time to time. When he was unable to exert his full strength, he soon had several more bloody holes on his body, and even some of them Dao is deep enough to see the bones, it is really cruel to the extreme.

Zhao Feng's face was as pale as snow at the moment, his forehead was covered with cold sweat dripping continuously, and his whole body was covered with a mixture of sweat and blood. It looked not only tragic, but also a tragedy!
And Wan Cheng, who was watching all this from the side, smiled so ferociously, it was crazy.

"Zhao Feng, are you willing to surrender now?"

Wan Cheng grinned and asked excitedly.

"You! Do! Dream!"

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and asked with difficulty, his voice seemed to be squeezed out by force, it sounded very painful.

"Okay! Then I want to see, how long can you last?"

There was a bloodthirsty glint in Wancheng's eyes.

What happened next was even more cruel and bloody.

Moreover, Wan Cheng deliberately controlled the attack strength of the enchantment. The continuous attacks only caused bloodstains one after another on Zhao Feng's body. Even though there were several fatal attack opportunities, Wan Cheng didn't implement it, just like playing cat and mouse. .

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Wan Cheng was very excited to see all this, his bloodthirsty eyes watched every new blood on Zhao Feng's body, and he licked his lips with his tongue, as if a demon descended, I am afraid this is the real devil!
"what……"

"Ah ah ah..."

As time passed, Zhao Feng's dodging speed became slower and slower, and the blood on his body became more dense, especially on the abdomen. It seemed that he could even see the internal organs in his abdomen. Looking at it made people feel chills .

However, not only did Wan Cheng not have any fear, but he became more ferocious, as if he wanted to rush up and bite off the flesh on Zhao Feng's body and eat it raw.

Finally, Zhao Feng seemed unable to hold on any longer.

The movement stopped, and the whole person squatted and knelt on the ground, panting continuously like a blood man, as if his vitality was about to come to an end.

The attacks in the entire barrier were also stopped under Wan Cheng's control, and everything returned to silence.

"Jie Jie... tsk tsk tsk..."

Wan Cheng walked over and grinned, "Why, you can't hold on anymore? Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng, why are you doing this? Let me tell you, in my enchantment, even your Nascent Soul is impossible Escape, and you surrender!"

"You... dreaming..."

Zhao Feng raised his head with difficulty, there were many bloodstains on his face, as if he had been disfigured, his painful expression was even more ferocious, but his eyes were full of hatred and unyielding
He will not surrender until death!

"You, I really don't know what you think."

Wan Cheng also squatted halfway, laughing endlessly, "As long as you surrender, everything else will remain the same, so why should you suffer such a crime?"

"me……"

Zhao Feng opened his mouth with difficulty, it seemed that he was having such a hard time even taking a breath.

"What? Have you thought about it?"

Wan Cheng was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly lowered his head, wanting to hear what Zhao Feng said.

"you you……"

Zhao Feng shouted, his voice was very hoarse and weak.

"What's wrong with me? Do you want to surrender?"

Wan Cheng asked excitedly as he approached.

"You, you...you go to die!"

Amid Wan Cheng's ferocious excitement, Zhao Feng suddenly shouted loudly, completely bursting out the power he had accumulated at this moment, and the flying sword that had been left aside suddenly shot up...

"Ah... Zhao Feng, you are courting death!"

Wan Cheng clutched his abdomen, his eyes widened and he yelled angrily, blood flowed from his fingers, his originally excited expression became ferocious again.

It turned out that at that moment just now, if Wancheng's reaction hadn't been timely, Zhao Feng's powerful blow would have pierced his dantian directly, but even so, a deep wound was drawn on his abdomen now, It made Wancheng extremely painful.

Of course, more is boundless anger!
He never expected that Zhao Feng could have such tricks.

"Hahaha……"

Zhao Feng grinned, but his laughter was full of disappointment.

Just now, he really wanted to seize the opportunity to give Wancheng a fatal blow, even if he couldn't kill him, he would destroy his dantian.

But now, it can only hurt Wancheng, and there is no such result as imagined.

Bang!
Wan Cheng clutched his stomach, stepped forward and kicked Zhao Feng fiercely against the wall behind him. Amidst the surge of force, he pierced through the wall directly, causing Zhao Feng to vomit blood and fall into the room. He fell to the ground as if he had lost all strength, and was unable to stand up again for a while.

"Zhao Feng, you are such a brave dog!"

Wan Cheng circulated his true energy, stabilized the injury in his abdomen, strode to Zhao Feng in the room, and looked down at him with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Heh, cough cough...hehe..."

Zhao Feng turned his head with difficulty, and smiled with blood in his mouth, the smile was so bright.

Even when he was about to die, he didn't have any fear.

And Zhao Feng's smile, in Wan Cheng's view, was more like a huge mockery of him.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"How dare you laugh at me?"

"Zhao Feng, I'm going to peel off your skin and stretch your tendons!"

"I believe your Nascent Soul must be delicious, right? Jie Jie Jie..."

In his anger, Wan Cheng laughed strangely, and when he mentioned the deliciousness of the Nascent Soul, he even stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, as if he was a demon.

"You...you want to eat Nascent Soul!"

At this time, Zhao Feng got a burst of strength from nowhere, and he was seriously injured, his eyes widened, he was shocked, and even more so, he had unspeakable hatred.

No matter it is the righteous way or the evil way, it is an absolute taboo to practice with the Nascent Soul!

"Jiejiejie... how about it, you didn't expect it? But don't worry, I will definitely enjoy your Nascent Soul! I promise, it will definitely make you feel unprecedented torture!"

In Zhao Feng's frightened anger, Wan Cheng showed an even more ferocious smile, "Originally, I wanted to wait until you reached the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, but I didn't expect you to expose me, so I can't blame you! Jie Jie Jie..."

He laughed so hard that he was extremely ferocious.

"You, what the hell are you... ah..."

Zhao Feng wanted to ask something else, but Wan Cheng didn't give him a chance at all, and suddenly stretched out his hand and directly inserted into his abdomen. While Zhao Feng was screaming in pain, he forcibly grabbed the Nascent Soul in his dantian, held it tightly in his hand, and saw Seeing the main body lose all breath, while the Nascent Soul kept struggling and screaming sharply, the smile on Wan Cheng's face became even more cruel.

"What a delicious smell!"

"Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng, the smell of your Nascent Soul makes me very excited!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely taste it!"

...Wan Cheng held the Nascent Soul tightly, with the blue-black light flowing in his hand, allowing the Nascent Soul to struggle and scream, but he still couldn't break free.

"Delicious! I haven't eaten such a delicious Nascent Soul for several days!"

Wan Cheng licked his lips, and slowly approached Yuan Ying, revealing a very enjoyable but extremely weird smile.

"Wancheng, you, how dare you..."

Zhao Feng's Yuan Ying kept struggling and tried to threaten him with words, but Wan Cheng didn't care at all. The next moment, he opened his mouth and bit off Yuan Ying's hand, chewing and admiring, as if he was really What a great food to try.

But at this moment, Wancheng's body exuded a blue-black light, as if merging with the surrounding enchantment, it looked very strange and very gloomy.

"Delicious, really delicious! I...I can't help it!"

The next moment, Wan Cheng's eyes lit up, as if turning into a hungry wolf, and suddenly a blue-black light shot out from his mouth, instantly bound Zhao Feng's Nascent Soul, and amidst its constant screams, it changed from big to small Flying into Wancheng's mouth, the entire Nascent Soul disappeared completely in the blink of an eye, and Wancheng himself burped in satisfaction, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"The Nascent Soul in the Hollow Stage is different! I should be breaking through soon!"

After enjoying such 'deliciousness' for a while, Wan Cheng muttered to himself, his eyes shone with excitement, but his aura became more and more gloomy, as if he could hear countless evil spirits whistling around him ...

(End of this chapter)