Chapter 262

Wu Zheng staggered to his feet, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and stared at Shen Feng. He was obviously stunned by Shen Feng's move.

Shen Feng can always inadvertently break out and transfer his frightening power.

He hesitated, did not attack immediately, but ordered the charming woman: "catch the woman!"

A fine light flashed in Shen Feng's eyes. He wanted to threaten himself with lengfei.

When Shen Feng was ready to rush to lengfei, the charming woman was unmoved and didn't listen to her master.

"What are you doing! Did you not even listen to master? " Wu Zheng said in a deep voice to the charming woman.

The charming woman looked at Shen Feng and Wu Zheng, but she remained still and said nothing.

"Now even your disciples don't listen to you." Shen Feng sneered. Although he didn't know why, the charming woman's move was undoubtedly helping himself.

Wu Zheng said fiercely to the charming woman, "I'll clean you up when I go back!"

The blade of the Ghost Head broadsword in his hand roared and attacked Shen Feng.

Although Shen Feng can't use the evil spirit for the time being, he can't retreat. If he retreats, lengfei will be in danger, so he can only fight back!

"Dahonglian!" Shen Feng roared violently, his fist was like red steel, and his anger was mixed in the flame.

The blade in Wu Zheng's hand is sharp. While avoiding his edge, Shen Feng can also break out a fierce attack, which makes Wu Zheng have to defend passively. For a moment, their bodies are intertwined with each other.

Just as they were in the middle of a fierce battle, a lazy and cold voice came into their ears.

"Hot!" The sound was made by lengfei lying on the ground.

Shen Feng's eyes sank when he heard lengfei's voice. After the word "hot" last time, he opened his eyes and saw lengfei's real strength.

Wu Zheng looked at the drunken lengfei and instinctively perceived a trace of danger.

"Get out!" Shen Feng gave a low roar, and the hot flame on his fist forced Wu Zheng's body back out.

As the words fell, a huge chill spread around. Centered on lengfei, all the plants and trees within 10 meters were covered with a thick layer of frost.

Then lengfei got up from the ground.

When she got up, she just saw Shen Feng with blood on her mouth and body, and Wu Zheng holding a ghost head knife to attack Shen Feng.

Leng Fei looked at the blood on Shen Feng, and her eyes suddenly turned cold. She looked at Wu Zheng in a very cold tone: "dare to move my man, I'll make you ashes!"

"..." Shen Feng was speechless for a while. When did he become her man, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly stepped back.

Lengfei's eyes turned blue, and her body burst out a strong cold force.

"Frost gun!" Leng feijiao scolded and formed countless ice crystals in front of her, which turned into a long blue gun in an instant.

Lengfei stretched out her hand and grabbed the long gun in front of her.

"Brush!" With a sound, lengfei waved, and the sharp tip of the gun crossed a cold awn in the air.

"Whoosh!"

Lengfei's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When she appeared again, she was already behind Wu Zheng, and the sharp tip of the gun stabbed Wu Zheng's back heart.

"So fast!" Wu Zheng was shocked and turned pale. He felt that he was like a fat ice cave. A piercing chill rose at the bottom of his heart. The blade of the ghost's head big knife turned and cut hard in the direction behind him.

"Qiang!" With the sound of, the tip of the gun and the blade hit each other, and a crisp sound of steel was sent out.

Wu Zheng felt a very strong force on the blade, which made his tiger's mouth numb, and his weapon almost came out of his hand.

Under the attack of this great force, Wu Zheng vomited a blood arrow, flew upside down and hit the ground heavily.

"Who the hell are you?" Wu Zheng struggled to get up from the ground and looked at lengfei.

But lengfei's face was cold and didn't answer his questions at all. The long gun in his hand swept over with a cold momentum.

Wu Zheng looked at the attack of the long gun and hurriedly laid the blade on his side, ready to resist lengfei's attack.

"Qiang!" The shot was like playing baseball and directly swept Wu Zheng's body out.

"Bang!" Wu Zheng's body hit the ground heavily and slid out of a distance of seven or eight meters before stopping.

Shen Feng and the charming woman on one side were all silly. You know, Wu Zheng is an expert in the realm of congenital perfection. He doesn't even have room to resist.

"It's bad luck for you to meet a drunk lengfei." Shen Feng looked at Wu Zheng who was swept out and said in his heart.

Wu Zheng's mouth of the tiger with the Ghost Head broadsword had cracked, and the blood stained the handle of the knife. Moreover, he felt the trembling of his internal organs, and every bone of his body was in pain.

"Escape!" This was the first and only thought in Wu Zheng's mind.

But he can't move now. He even has a problem standing up, let alone running.

"Please let me go." Wu Zheng struggled to sit up and begged lengfei for mercy.

Lengfei was unmoved by Wu Zheng's plea for mercy. Her hand holding the frost spear approached step by step, and all the places she passed formed frost.

"If you want anything, just mention it. I have money. I have a big company under my name. I can give you everything." Wu Zheng shouted at lengfei, who was approaching, and then he kept retreating on the ground.

"I just want one." Lengfei Lengleng tunnel.

"What do you want?" There was a glimmer of hope in Wu Zheng's eyes.

"Your life!"

After that, lengfei's frost spear, like the dragon of startling clouds, stabbed Wu Zheng's chest.

Wu Zheng felt that the breath of death locked him. He had never felt that death was so close to him. He wanted to escape, but he found that his whole body was disobedient.

"Poof!" The sound of a sharp blade came.

Leng Fei's light blue long gun ran through Wu Zheng's heart, and the sharp tip of the gun protruded from his back.

"You, you..." Wu Zheng looked at lengfei and stared at the boss. He was deeply unwilling. He played with women all his life and finally died in the hands of a woman.

The leader of Hehuan sect, a congenital perfection expert, died under lengfei's gun!

Lengfei pulled the spear out of his body, but no trace of blood flowed out, because his blood had completely solidified under lengfei's cold force.

"Poop." With a sound, Wu Zheng's frozen body fell straight down.