Chapter 4172： my life

"This emperor is really a lunatic, he is already like this, and he said he is invincible, maybe he just doesn't want to admit it, right?" At this time, the fortune teller sneered.

"Since I already know it, what's the point of saying it now? Whether the emperor is willing or unwilling to admit his current weakness, he is not Senior Yongzhen's opponent."

Wang Feng's mist continued to explode, and the emperor's injuries became more and more serious. He and Emperor Yongzhen could no longer resist it after only a few minutes.

If such an advantage can be established forever, then even if the emperor is invincible, he will not escape death.

The middle-level monk of the Immortal Martial Realm was the one who died the last time the royal guardian, and now it is the emperor's turn.

Once the emperor dies, then this prince is completely unconcerned, because compared with his father, what is the prince?

Even if his realm is the middle stage of Xianwu realm, how can this be? He and his father are not of the same grade after all.

It's just that this emperor is not so easy to kill. Even if he falls into a disadvantage, the power he can explode now can still pose a certain threat to the Yongzhen Emperor.

"Father, my son is here to help you!"

At this moment, the starry sky trembled suddenly, and then a powerful breath fell, and the prince came here.

As soon as the prince came, the situation here might not be under Wang Feng's control. Under such circumstances, Wang Feng only felt a powerful breath coming to him in an instant. This person is not the prince, but the eternal Emperor Zhen.

You must know that he did not kill an emperor. Once the prince and his father join forces, then he is definitely not his opponent, so the best known choice now is to quickly evacuate from this place with Wang Feng.

"go!"

Looking at Wang Feng, Emperor Yongzhen didn't hesitate. He dragged Wang Feng and the others and left here in an instant.

And just before they left, Wang Feng controlled his own grayish-brown mist to fly towards him, but unfortunately they were moving too fast. This force entered Wang Feng’s body. Has left here.

"I fuck."

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng uttered a curse. If he lost all the grayish-brown mist in his body now, what would he use to fight people like the emperor in the future?

The speed of Emperor Yongzhen's departure was too fast, there was no sign at all. Under such circumstances, Wang Feng's things had not yet been recovered.

"Senior, my things are left on the battlefield." Wang Feng said at this time.

"No matter how important things are, they are not as important as one's own life."

"But that's my life!"

Hearing the words of Emperor Yongzhen, Wang Feng was really anxious. It is necessary to know that his heart of the Great Dao has been shattered. Nowadays, the source of his fighting power depends to a large extent on those gray-brown fog.

But now that Emperor Yongzhen said so, how could Wang Feng not be in a hurry?

"Run away first."

No matter what Wang Feng left behind, it is now impossible for the Yongzhen Emperor to turn around again, because the great prince and his father can pose a huge threat to him. At this moment, he can only move forward.

The emperor Yongzhen was very fast, and disappeared on the edge of the starry sky almost in the blink of an eye. When they stopped, they had already reached a very far away place.

"My fog, I'm afraid it's over."

There was a desperate voice in Wang Feng's mouth.

"Wang Feng, what have you left on this battlefield?" At this moment, the fortune teller asked.

Right now they are very far away from the battlefield, and the prince and the emperor have not chased them up, so after calming down now, the fortune teller couldn't help but ask.

"The things I left in this emperor's body have not yet been recovered, so all that I have now represents my life and my cultivation."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" At this time, Emperor Yongzhen's voice sounded.

"Do I have a chance to speak?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng's voice was a little desperate.

"Wang Feng, what are you missing? Is it that fog?" At this time, the fortune teller asked again.

"That's right." Wang Feng nodded, and then said: "Every strand of that thing I gather will cost a huge price, and now all of them have been lost on the battlefield."

"Then what should I do now?" Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortuneteller finally felt the seriousness of the matter.

But now even if they fall back, they may not be able to remedy it, and they may even pay their lives there.

Therefore, all those present at the scene couldn't help but frowned.

"Wang Feng, you stay in this place first, I'll go back." At this time, Emperor Yongzhen said.

Previously, he was the same as this **** fortune teller and others, thinking that what Wang Feng lost was nothing more than a more important thing, but who could have thought that what Wang Feng lost was so important to him.

It's too late to say this. The only thing that Emperor Yongzhen can help Wang Feng is to go back and help Wang Feng see.

"No, my strength has returned by itself."

Just when the voice of Emperor Yongzhen fell, suddenly Wang Feng's mouth uttered a sound, and his gray-brown power had already galloped along the route they had passed through at this momentthis The emperor and the great prince seemed to fail to intercept Wang Feng's power.

Probably after the time of three breaths, Wang Feng and the others heard a powerful and incomparable pressure, and then the power that belonged to Wang Feng had flown back by itself, and entered Wang Feng's body one by one.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the power that belonged to Wang Feng had returned by himself. Otherwise, wouldn't Wang Feng be caught blind all his life?

"What kind of power is this that can actually form a suppressive force on me?" Seeing Wang Feng's power, the emperor Yongzhen made a somewhat shocked voice.

"Without this force, it would be impossible for Wang Feng to vomit blood to the emperor." At this time, the fortune teller helped Wang Feng say a word.

"Beat this emperor to vomit blood?" Hearing this, Emperor Yongzhen couldn't help his expression change.

Knowing that he had just shot with the emperor, and knowing how powerful his power was, and that Wang Feng could beat the emperor to vomit blood, how could he not be shocked.

It's just that this shock is shocked, and it is also a good thing for him to see the power that belongs to Wang Feng's own return.

Know that he still needs Wang Feng's realm breakthrough, and then join hands with him to overthrow this dynasty.

If Wang Feng is down here, it will be difficult for him to overthrow the Jiang family by relying on his own strength, so he needs to use Wang Feng's power.

"Fortunately, this thing knows Lu and comes back. Otherwise, I'll lose out this time." There was a grateful voice, and Wang Feng didn't expect that the fog would know Lu and come back by himself. I am afraid that I will lose my life.