Chapter 779

The yellow light is shining like a sharp blade. Before that, a frightening air enveloped Wang Feng.

The silver bow in Wang Feng's hand flashed suddenly with a roar of thunder and wind.

"Boom"

The void shakes wildly, cracks suddenly appear, like black thunder rushing away. Beyond the great impact of the empty vessel, its power has been beyond display.

Under the powerful anti rolling, Wang Feng, like a kite in the wind, fluttered and fluttered, his wings trembled, and suddenly unloaded the force; Under the help of Shenwei, the speed of its sudden retreat soared.

Just as he was ecstatic and thought that he had finally got rid of Wang Feng, there was a dull sound of "boom". Shenwei's back suddenly collided with the Vientiane which had been waiting for a long time. With the firmness of the Vientiane, there was also a sharp earthquake at this time, and the color light was as gorgeous as the waves.

"No!"

The big imprison skill was urged by Wang Feng. With his wings flapping, he came to the dizzy and hard to move divine power.

"Buzz"

Shenwei subconsciously urged his right hand to break the bowl and left hand bone flute. Two yellow lights came out of the sky, and then there was a sharp sound. The great imprisonment technique was broken by him with two pieces of broken wasteland utensils, but Wang Feng had come to him.

A piece of silver swept across, and the power of God was shrouded. The silver bow without strings can also be used as a close attack when Wang Feng comes.

"Pengpeng" dull sound constantly, two people around the huge Vientiane shake, but a few breath, fight has no less than hundreds of moves. But Wang Feng's moves are ingenious, Yuan Li is powerful, and Shenwei is bullied by him. Where is his opponent? An inattentive, was repeatedly swept by the silver bow, the body several bone inch inch fracture.

"Boom"

In the loud sound, Shenwei's body flew upside down, and along the way, his blood was pouring like rain. His chest had been hit heavily by the silver bow, his sternum was broken, and the debris of his five viscera and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

"You... You can't kill me..." Shenwei was so hurt that he wanted to die. He was so surprised that he said to the murderous Wang Feng.

"Why can't I kill you? Today, I'm going to avenge the countless dead friars of Bayu Wang Feng stepped closer and put away the Vientiane. With a bow in one hand and shining bronze armor on his body, he looks at Shenwei coldly, like a tiger staring at a shivering lamb.

"You have three flying banners in your hand. Apart from the Taoist master and the nine envoys, you are supreme... And I have no threat to you any more... As long as you let me go today... I... the two pieces of wasteland utensils in my hand are all yours... How about that?" Shenwei's voice, seven orifices in the blood gurgle out, for a time covered with blood, look terrible.

Wang Feng pondered for a while and asked, "what's the use of the three flyers? How to use it? "

When Shenwei heard the words, his eyes twinkled and he explained a few words, but it was unclear. He was seriously injured and his breath was weak, which led to his inability to communicate.

"What? I didn't hear you clearly, you say it again... "Wang Feng was very strange, and he couldn't help but step forward.

Shenwei said faintly: "the three flyers are... In the hands of the commander... The lives of those who enter the list... Are... In the mind of those who hold the list..."

"Well? So... How to use it? Speak quickly... "Wang Feng can't help but come closer, and is close to Shenwei.

"It should be used like this..." Shenwei almost fainted, and his body trembled, as if he wanted to fall flat. Wang Feng sees this, one hand moves, seems to be ready to help each other, but finally lives to coagulate.

Just at this time, Shenwei suddenly said: "go to die!" Two pieces of wild utensils in his hand shot out two thick yellow awns, aiming at Wang Feng.

"Bo Bo" two light ring, unprepared Wang Feng, has been the two Huang mang bang a positive, its body back a burst of violent retreat.

"Three fly bang, you have no luck to suffer... Go to die!" Shenwei's sneak attack was successful. At the moment, he was unreasonable. In a flash of his body, he came to Wang Feng, and two yellow awns burst up. With the wild tremor of endless void, he shot forward. Look at this scene, if you don't get rid of Wang Feng, you will never stop.

Suddenly, a cold anger flashed away, and Shenwei uttered a shrill scream. His arms, which were holding two pieces of wasteland artifacts, had been separated from his body, and then burst into pieces. Only the two pieces of wasteland floated quietly in the void.

In front of him, Wang Feng came coldly to the God who had lost his arms and looked at him like a dead man.

When Wang Feng was attacked by Shenwei, he set up a bow to block the two yellow awns. Under the huge force, but also be blown away. After blocking Shenwei's second wave of yellow awn, Zixue's magic soldier flashed out, which was mixed with the fog of chaos and mutation, and instantly chopped Shenwei's arms.

"You still can't kill me... Ha ha... Blast me!" Shenwei was bleeding all over and looked like a devil. He laughed wildly and suddenly cried out.

With the sound of "bang bang", the two pieces of waste artifacts suspended between them suddenly burst into pieces, and two breathtaking air engines roared and swept, followed by two towering virtual shadows, standing on both sides of them.

"I am the founder of the six envoys!"

"I am the ancestor of the seven envoys!"

The two shadows opened their mouths one after another. It was a wisp of mental energy that they had stored in the two pieces of waste artifacts. With the destruction of the two artifacts, they suddenly appeared. Although it has no attack power, it can drive away all powerful enemies with its Qi and identity.

"Shenwei had a very high status and was the general in charge of all the human friars in the ancient region. No matter who you are, get out of here! Otherwise, you will be dead The Fanli phantom of Fazu Hongliu opens his mouth and raises his voice like thunder. In addition to his huge body and powerful appearance, it has a more impressive momentum.

Obviously, the illusion of the two envoys is the most powerful means. In view of the fact that the nine envoys could not interfere in the blood refining, they only left a wisp of mental energy in advance and sealed it into the wasteland, which is also the past. Moreover, as long as Wang Feng does not attack these two visions, the second envoy will not know who pushed the divine power to the end.

Wang Feng was slightly shocked by the appearance of the illusion of the second ancestor; After listening to Fazu's threatening words, he was even more furious.

"I declare that the blood refining is over, including the battle to win the list! From now on, anyone who dares to kill one person will die! " The sound of Fazu is like thunder, which makes the twelve storey tower area roar.

Wang Feng sneers and shakes his head slightly. Without saying a word, he bends his bow and takes an arrow. He swings wildly in the void and shoots three arrows at the same time. He shoots the divine power and the two illusions.

"Ah... It's you... It's your boy... Bold and rude..." in the face of the attack, lingzu phantom instinctively pays attention to the person who attacks, and immediately detects Wang Feng. Wang Feng's appearance, nine envoys including the Taoist, has been clear.

With the sound of "bang bang", the illusion of the second ancestor's mental power was blasted by the second arrow, and turned into two wisps of smoke; As for the power of God, it was also broken into a cloud of blood, and the form and spirit were destroyed.

"Your decree is too late..." Wang Feng, standing still in the void, said these words faintly（ (end of this volume)