Chapter 330

Wu Feng tried to look up and looked at the tall and thin young man. The latter's sneer seemed to say, I'll take advantage of the fire. What can you do?

Hoo!

He took a light breath, and the sharp pain like a needle all over his body became stronger and stronger. Even if he was tough, he felt some vague consciousness and lax vision. He could not see the figure of tall and thin young people, and all the voices in his ears were slowly disappearing

It seems that the world suddenly rotates, all the time and voices disappear, the surrounding Sendai is snow-white, and the remaining gravel has disappeared.

Deep, gasping.

In a blank and quiet world, there was only Wu Feng's own breathing sound and the sound of his heartbeat contracting. He looked down at his feet. His face was reflected on the snow-white ground, full of haggard fatigue. The flesh and blood on his cheeks began to fall off, revealing the flesh and blood channels and thick bones inside.

Behind him, the shadow was stretched like a sword.

Since understanding the way of wood, Wu Feng's life has greatly increased, but at the moment, he can feel his vitality passing madly

What do you think of when you wait for death?

Wu Feng saw a six-year-old child from the snow-white ground under his feet. He made a snowman in the snow. A fuzzy middle-aged man picked him up and gently shouted, "Maple..."

In the picture, a 16-year-old boy, wearing a straw hat and a cat, hid outside an exquisite Pavilion and peeped at the beautiful figure on the balcony of the Pavilion... Tang Yajing!

With the rapid passage of vitality, Wu Feng saw the past of his life. He showed a trace of bitterness in the corners of his mouth and whispered to himself: "I really don't want to die. If there is no mysterious memory, I may be middle-aged now and have white hair on my temples. Since God let me be a man and have the opportunity to pursue eternal life, what I can do may be to stick to it?"

insist!

Just two words, how much courage and strength it takes!

The white light was strong and strong from under his feet, shining on Wu Feng's eyes and wrapping his body. When all the white light receded, he returned to Sendai again. His line of sight was gradually clear. A purple flying sword galloped towards him and was about to stab in the center of his eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

Wu Feng gasped low and raised his hand. In the process of lifting, two pieces of skin on his arm fell off again, like mud, and fell at his feet. The white bones of his fingers loomed, like a half rotten corpse hand!

Zheng!

The purple flying sword cuts on the palm of your hand, easily cuts off the fallen and softened flesh and blood, and directly cuts on the bones of your fingers!

How does it feel to be stabbed in your bone?

The unspeakable pain came from the bones of his fingers, which almost made Wu Feng faint. The cold sweat overflowed on his forehead. With the falling flesh and blood, it soon fell on his raised arm. The flesh and blood seemed to be mud, and fell under his feet along his arm.

The flying sword seems to be stuck in the bone of the hand and can't enter half an inch at a time.

Wu Feng took a deep breath and slowly raised his head. What appeared in the eyes of the tall and thin youth was a pair of blood red eyes, just like a cruel beast, with crazy anger, as if he had great hatred with the whole world.

I can't imagine how terrible the eyes were. The body of the tall and thin young man couldn't help shivering. He clenched his teeth, banged in his heart, didn't delay any more, shouted and offered a green flying sword again!

He specializes in double sword flow. At the moment, the green flying sword is offered and gallops directly to Wu Feng's throat.

All the disciples under the stage held their breath.

At the moment, Wu Feng looked vulnerable and looked terrible. His flesh and blood slipped like blood mud and piled up at his feet. The blood flowed out of it. The whole person seemed to be skinned. His flesh and blood were exposed in the air. There were some meridians all over the flesh and blood. In some serious parts, he could see dense bones, and the flesh and skin like the throat had fallen off, You can see a bamboo like blood red neck bone in your throat. If you are hit by a flying sword, there is no doubt that the whole head will be cut off!

Unless the body cultivation reaches the Shenwu realm, otherwise, once the head is cut off, it will be killed!

In the distance, who is crying?

Who will stand behind you at the moment of life and death?

Wu Feng raised his head, and the flesh and blood on his eyes began to fall off, leaving only the blood pupils in his eyes. The green flying sword was like a little green awn, expanding in the blood pupils——

Zheng!

The green flying sword, like a light butterfly, lightly passed through Wu Feng's other arm and shot at Wu Feng's throat like a ghost!

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

Strangely, the thought of Wu Feng's death didn't make them happy, but some lost and sad.

Just when they could hardly breathe, a shocking scene appeared. The flying sword ran through the flesh and blood of Wu Feng's throat, stabbed on the throat bone, rubbed a fierce spark, and then stopped, as if it was stuck on it!

What is the concept that the sword sparks on the bone?

Everyone's eyes should protrude and look at the scene in horror.

Fang Xueer and others were almost shocked. They immediately turned into crazy joy and shouted excitedly. Xie Tianlong and LV Daohua hugged each other in tears, vigorously patted each other on the shoulder and shouted!

Boom!

Just then, a low rumble sounded. Wu Feng slowly took a step forward on Sendai, and the battle platform trembled!

With this step, his flesh and blood immediately fell off faster and almost completely turned into a blood man without skin. This scene deeply shocked the hearts of all the disciples under the stage and will be unforgettable forever. The amazing anti heaven war spirit made many disciples of alchemy peak and instrument peak feel blood boiling and couldn't help but want to wave their fists and shout!

The tall and thin young man couldn't help taking a step back. His face trembled and his hair stood up. Anyone who looked at a bloody man without skin, with a flying sword inserted in his throat bones, would be scared and his legs would be soft.

Wu Feng gave a low roar and stamped the ground with the soles of his feet. His figure burst out like a blood light and rushed towards the tall and thin youth!

The tall and thin young man's face was sweating and desperately called his flying sword, but both flying swords were stuck on Wu Feng's bone and couldn't be taken back for a time! In a panic, he quickly took out several Lingbao and threw them out, and propped up a Reiki shield.

Boom!

Wu Feng raised his fist and blew it out. Without any fancy punch, he hit a shield shaped Lingbao in the front. The lines on the Lingbao broke quickly, and the Lingbao itself quickly sank inward. Under great force, he flew upside down and hit several Lingbao in the back.

Boom!

Wu Feng stepped out in one step and hit the second fist again!

All the Lingbao were scattered like scraps of paper and were directly smashed open with one punch!

The tall and thin young man spewed out a mouthful of blood and looked at Wu Feng in horror. Before he finished printing again, Wu Feng stepped out for the third time and the third fist fell!

Boom!

The aura shield was broken, the chest of the tall and thin youth was hard concave behind, and the sound of bone fragmentation clearly spread throughout the audience. The next moment, his body hit the barrier like a sandbag, a mouthful of blood gushed out on the spot, slipped to the ground and passed out of consciousness.

Won?

Everyone looked at the scene with shock and could hardly believe their eyes.

Wu Feng stood in the center of Sendai. Countless dark people around the stage raised their eyes. He roared up to the sky. His voice was hoarse like an ancient fierce beast due to his damaged throat. It made people shudder.