C1030 Dead end

Qin Feng clenched his teeth as he knelt on the ground using the dragonlance as support, he felt dizzy. He knew that it was because of the side effects of losing too much blood, but his eyes were rolling around wildly.

However, that was only if they knew that he still had spirit pills or something to heal his wounds. If they found out that he hadn't, they would definitely be happy to continue this stalemate, directly burning him to death.

Thus, the deadlock could not be broken by him, because according to his thinking, he just needed the time to breathe, and was happy to have such a deadlock.

Once he made a move to break the deadlock, the other party would not be stupid. They would be able to guess that he was at the end of his tether and would only be able to last until the very last moment.

That way, his opponent only needed to watch from afar, and didn't even need to make a move. Or rather, even if he did make a move, his opponent would only be able to dodge.

That way, his death would be too unbearable. had the identity of a royal family with the blood of the prince Qin flowing through him?

In these past few years, everything had been flowing smoothly, moving unhindered through all sorts of places in the Lingxiao City. Besides Wen Shang, no one else in the young generation could match him in terms of sharpness, and in the end, even after meeting him, they had to move as far away as possible.

Hmm, after all, it's better if you can't see it with your eyes than to be annoyed with it …

With such power and influence, how could he have died in such a miserable manner? Only one person would have died with him.

As far as he was concerned, even if he died, he would have to bring along a few people who were worthy of his identity to accompany him in death. At the very least, he would need someone at the level of Martial Saint …

Now that he couldn't find the Martial Saint, he would be able to bury Dora with a few other shrimps, and wouldn't be lonely on the Road to River Styx.

With a slight frown, his eyes suddenly lit up and he sneered. He reached into his bosom and took out a jade bottle. Opening the bottle, a medicinal fragrance wafted out and he immediately gulped it down.

Not far away, Lin Ping, who had been closely watching Qin Feng's movements, narrowed his eyes. His expression slightly changed as he shouted, "Hurry up and attack, if you think about being dragged by his hand and nurtured, then attack with all your might. Don't give him time to recover."

Although he was surprised that Qin Feng still had a Spirit Pill on him, he did not think much about it.

The other people's faces also changed as their spirit energy howled. They silently activated the protective items on their bodies and tried to reduce the damage Qin Feng received before he died from the counterattack.

As for killing Qin Feng, haha, who's the fool, if I can kill you then I will, now I must not be the one who takes the lead, if not I would most likely be pulled away by Qin Feng to be buried with him.

With Qin Feng's current condition, he would at most die from blood loss in an hour. What they needed to do was to prevent Qin Feng from escaping once again, and then, they would try their best to protect themselves.

So what if you have healing pills? They only needed to interfere with the refining process. If they did not give the medicinal effect time, the medicinal effect would dissipate sooner or later.

Qin Feng sneered, how could he have any Spirit Healing Pills, all he had was an empty jade bottle, with a 'pa' sound, he flung the jade bottle towards the purple robed Yuan Clan Young Chosen, bringing with him a sharp Qi.

Then, he pinched a dark red elixir between his middle and index finger. It was extremely eye-catching, with a dark red fog that lingered around it. The smell of blood filled the air, emitting a violent aura.

This pill was called Berserk Pill, and was the same as the Berserk Pill Ling Yun gave him after meeting with Qin Wu a few months ago, they were all low level two pellet.

After consuming it, the practitioner under Martial King would go into a berserk state, and combat effectiveness which had been raised by three times would be the only option left for the practitioner under Martial King to go all out.

Now, Qin Feng had reached the end of the line and took out the Berserk Pill.