Chapter 1405

Under the moonlight!

In the forest outside the city, there was a roar!

Earth shaking, sweeping the fields!

The ancestor of Dalao Tianfu was enraged by Yang Feng and was as angry as a God.

The death of Quan Tianba was a great blow to him.

Even if the boxing overlord died at the beginning, he was not so angry, because the boxing overlord was only a strong person of Yuanshen. Although he was a family genius, he was not the future heir of the family!

But boxing Tianba is different. He is the future heir of the family. Boxing weather has always personally given and received guidance and high expectations.

"Yang Feng, get out."

There was another roar, which seemed to be above the head of Princess Zijing and others.

Feng Dong and others looked up and looked at the sky.

The boxing was really powerful, hundreds of miles away, but the loud voice was still like thunder.

"Yang Feng, get out."

Like the roar of a lion, they rolled down through the moonlight and flowing clouds.

Yang Feng, unconscious, also heard the loud voice of Quan Tianba.

Although he was seriously injured, he was still conscious.

But Yang Feng couldn't open his eyes and stand up.

"Yang Feng, get out."

The voice that shook people's hearts roared like thunder.

"Close the six senses."

Yang Feng's intention is to close the divine consciousness. The elder Jinxiang once told him that this is the divine thunder soul inducing technique. Once his mind and spirit have a sense, even if he is thousands of miles away, he can find himself by telepathy.

"Yang Feng, I know you have closed your Divine sense, but you killed Tianba and many experts in my family. Even if you hide in the ends of the earth, I will find you, Yang Feng, look who this is. He is the closest person around you, Zhang Wu."

With the roar of boxing, Zhang Wu's painful voice came.

"Boss, boss."

"Ah ah!"

Zhang Wu uttered a scream, a heart rending sound, which spread thousands of miles around. Even in the forest outside Dingjun City, Yang Feng still heard Zhang Wu's scream.

Under the night sky!

In the moonlight, a huge light curtain appeared outside the forest.

On the light curtain, two figures appeared. One of them was white haired, while the other was a young man. The two people were boxing weather and Zhang Wu.

Zhang Wu's head was trampled on the soles of his feet.

Poor Zhang Wu, his head was trampled and deformed.

Fist day and night uses the supreme divine skill to project this scene through the light curtain into the thousands of miles around the Dingjun City, which can be seen by everyone.

"Ah ah!"

Zhang Wu kept screaming. He was very pitiful and miserable. His head was badly deformed by the fist, and his brain nearly burst.

"Zhang Wu."

Feng Dong shouted, clenched his fist and looked ferocious. Seeing that Zhang Wu was so tortured, his heart was as painful as wringing.

Feng Dong and Zhang Wu met very early, so they have a good relationship, especially Zhang Wu is very active, so they regard him as their brother.

"Zhang Wu."

Princess Zijing also screamed in pain. She thought that she always targeted Zhang Wu and bullied her little brother, so Princess Zijing felt guilty.

"Ha ha!"

The fist was furious and forced under his feet. He continued to trample Zhang Wu on the soles of his feet and said, "Yang Feng, you kill my family members and I kill your little brother. It's very fair."

Kaka, Kaka!

On Zhang Wu's head, the sound of bone fracture came again.

"Ah ah!"

Zhang Wu said loudly: "boss, boss, the boxing weather is too powerful. If you are not sure, don't come. Remember to burn paper money for me every night. I want more paper money, paper money that can't be used up, and beautiful women. Burn two beautiful women for me."

This guy doesn't even forget the beauty.

"Boss, I know you won't hurt innocent people. If you burn beautiful women for me, you'll burn beautiful women of the Da Luo Tianfu family." Zhang Wu continued.

Hoo Hoo!

The wind roared. Under the moonlight, the boxing weather was furious. The silver hair was flowing with the wind.

Feng Dong roared and said, "if you have seed, come to deal with us, not Zhang Wu. He is still young and a child."

However, Feng Dong's voice is too low, his cultivation is not high, and he can't hear it.

"Zhang Wu."

A painful voice came. Princess Zijing and others looked back and found Yang Feng standing up.

Under a big tree, Yang Feng stood there with a painful look and looked at the light curtain in the deep space.

Seeing that Zhang Wu is extremely miserable, Yang Feng's heart hurts like a twist, and his heart is dripping blood.

"Zhang Wu, brother, I'm coming. I'll save you." Yang Feng clenched his fist and said murderously.

Princess Zijing strode up and said, "Yang Feng, don't be impulsive. You're not his opponent. Even at the peak, you're not his opponent, let alone now."

"Yes, sect leader Yang, you can't be impulsive."

Du Qinglong, Xu Qianhong and the experts of the eight pole gate also persuaded one after another.

They don't know Zhang Wu and haven't even seen him. Moreover, Zhang Wu is not famous in Purdue gate. In the hearts of Du Qinglong and Xu Qianhong, Zhang Wu is insignificant. Even if he dies, it doesn't matter.

"Go away."

Yang Feng roared and said, "don't stop me. I'm going to save Zhang Wu. I'm going to save my brother. My brother is suffering so much. How can I be greedy for life and afraid of death."

"Yang Feng."

Princess Zijing said, "I know your current mood and I understand your pain, but in your current state, can you save Zhang Wu?"

"I don't know. All I know is that he is my brother." Yang Feng said seriously.

"Yang Feng, calm down, will you?" Princess Zijing said seriously.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng laughed a few times and said, "calm down. How can you calm me down? My brother is suffering and his life is in danger. How can I calm down? In your hearts, Zhang Wu may be a waste, a bucket and good for nothing, but in my heart, he is my good brother and the first person to follow me."

"OK, OK."

Princess Zijing said loudly, "you're going to save Zhang Wu. Well, we'll follow you, but you have to think about it. After you go, all the people here will die. Who do you want to die, me, Feng Dong, Du Qinglong, Du Xianer, Xu Qianhong?"

Yang Feng turned back and glanced at the faces of Princess Zijing and others one by one.

I saw the Purple Princess look angry and angry. She hates iron but not steel. For the Purple Princess, Yang Feng is full of gratitude. She used to be under the command of her father, and then accompanied her mother. After 20 years of long nights, now she accompanied herself to the third world.

This kindness can't be compensated all his life, so Yang Fengning can die by himself and doesn't want Princess Zijing to have any mistakes.

As for Feng Dong, he has gone through countless ups and downs with him over the years. They fought side by side and spent crises together. Therefore, in Yang Feng's heart, Feng Dong is closer than his brothers.

As for Du Qinglong and Xu Qianhong, they also suffered together, and they saved him. Therefore, Yang Feng didn't want them to have an accident.

"Yang Feng, calm down and think about it. In our current situation, can we deal with boxing weather and save Zhang Wu? Instead of being impulsive, you'd better take care of your injury and then save Zhang Wu. In my estimation, boxing weather should not kill Zhang Wu, because you haven't appeared yet." Princess Zijing analyzed.

Feng Dong just clenched his fist without making a sound.

But if Yang Feng insists on saving Zhang Wu, he will go to the rescue together, or die together.

Under the moonlight, a voice of hatred came from the huge light curtain, saying: "Yang Feng, I know you can see me, and I also know that you can hear my voice. Tomorrow, on the night of the full moon, on the top of the green peak, you and I will see each other and stay together. If you don't come, I'll let someone cut your little brother Zhang Wuqian."

Tomorrow's full moon night, the top of Qingfeng!

......

This sentence of boxing day and night echoed in heaven and earth, then dissipated, and the huge curtain of light disappeared.

tomorrow night!

Can you do it yourself tomorrow night?

Yang Feng felt powerless, not to mention the boxing weather. Even if he was boxing Tianba, he almost lost and even died in the other party's hands. If it weren't for the bright divine tree and the dark divine tree, he would have died if he blocked the blow for him at the critical time.

"Yang Feng, we are not hopeless. As long as you promote Yuanshen Erzhong, you can beat boxing." Said Princess Zijing.

"Yes, sect leader, as long as you become the double strong of Yuanshen, you can defeat boxing." Feng Dong is also serious.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Feng smiled bitterly. It's not easy to talk about the duality of Yuanshen.

Nowadays, he is promoted to the second level of Yuanshen. Even if he wants to recover from his injury, it is very difficult.

Poop!

Yang Feng felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

"Yang Feng."

"Door master."

"Lord Yang."

A group of people ran quickly, shouting anxiously and shouting.

"The sect leader is seriously injured. What should we do?"

Feng Dong anxiously looks at Princess Zijing. He has no idea, because Yang Feng is seriously injured. Tianyinshenlei of fist Tianba is countless times stronger than fist Yihu and others.

"Alas!"

Princess Zijing sighed and said, "now no one can rely on us. We can only rely on ourselves. No one can help Yang Feng. We can only rely on him to cheer up."

"Cheer yourself up?" Feng Dong asked.

"Yes!"

Under the moonlight, Princess Zijing nodded solemnly and said, "if we can stimulate Yang Feng's war intention and his king's heart, his injury may be able to recover itself. Even the withered light divine tree and dark divine tree will be repaired automatically."

Feng Dong was silent for a moment, then looked up at Princess Zijing and said, "how to inspire, we'll listen to you."

"Feng Dong, Du menzhu, Xu Qianhong, you all step back first and give it to me." The clear voice of Princess Zijing came.

"OK."

Du Qinglong, Xu Qianhong and Du Xianer nodded slightly, and then retreated with those masters.

Feng Dong looked anxiously at Yang Feng, then at Princess Zijing, and then turned away.

.....

Hoo Hoo!

At night, the breeze blew, and Yang Feng lying on the ground heard voices from the depths of his consciousness. This is not only his voice, but also his voice of baldness.

"My name is Yang Feng. I'm Yang Feng. I'm the leader of the Purdue gate. I was determined to popularize all the people in the world. I established the Purdue gate and wanted to realize the great ambition. Since ancient times, thousands of people have failed, and hundreds of millions of people dare not try easily, but I dare, because I have a king's heart..."

In his consciousness, another voice kept shouting and echoing, saying: "I'm Yang Feng. My name is Yang Feng. My father Yang Jiuding and mother LAN Jiuye are all indomitable people and great people. I'm deeply proud to have such parents. I inherited the last wish of the Qing emperor and my father's great wish. I went all the way to the west, wanted to reach the gate of life and death, and thought of stepping on the Ninth Heaven, In this life, I am proud of this wish. "

Yang Feng, whose heart echoed, was suddenly depressed and said: "however, after I entered the third world, I was seriously injured by a mere fist Tianba, and a strong man with three yuan gods, who could also hurt me. What qualifications do I have to talk about grand ambition and hegemony? My brother Zhang Wu is being tortured, but I can't help him. I can't even protect my brother, What's the use of my cultivation? "

Your own serious injury!

Zhang Wu is tortured!

The withering of the light divine tree and the dark divine tree are floating in Yang Feng's heart. At the moment, he only feels extremely bald.

Since the establishment of Purdue gate, they have swept countless States and counties, and even pushed down Loulan kingdom. This is so difficult.

But at the moment, thinking of the future, Yang Feng has to face countless more powerful experts. After facing those strong people who are ten times or even dozens of times stronger than boxing Tianba, Yang Feng is a little bald.

Maybe he feels tired.

Even the iron body can't stand it. Even the heart of copper and iron is tired.

"Yang Feng, I know you're tired, but you can't give up. Don't you always worship JunShang? Do you want to know JunShang's experience?"

Just when Yang Feng felt tired and wanted to rest, the voice of Princess Zijing came from his mind.