Chapter 4460： Farewell

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He exhaled a long breath. The extraction process was not easy this time. Wang Feng paid a great price. He could feel that his five internal organs and six lungs had almost been displaced now, and his soul was also robbed on this day. Suffered a lot of trauma.

In this way, if Wang Feng wants to continue to extract this gray-brown mist, I am afraid it will be even more sad than now.

This is just to extract a grayish-brown mist.

If he extracts two ways and three ways now, he is afraid that he will be half-dead by this tribulation. Once his injuries are too serious, it may be troublesome to recover.

"Heaven doesn't want to make me stronger," Wang Feng said at this time.

"For me to protect the law, I am afraid it will be troublesome to recover from this injury."

"Recover with confidence, I will help you look good."

There are injuries inside and out of the body now. Under such circumstances, even if Wang Feng has taken a lot of pills, his injuries cannot be recovered in just one or two days.

"Boy, you are afraid that a catastrophe is imminent."

At this moment, Wang Feng's messenger talisman suddenly lit up, the voice of a **** fortune teller.

Hearing what he said, Wang Feng's recovery from his injuries was temporarily stopped, because he knew that if the fortune teller dared to say this, then something must happen.

This guy's calculations can now be said to be unparalleled in the world, and he can do things that even Jiang Yihuan can't do, so Wang Feng should really listen carefully to his words.

"Is the saint coming to deal with me?" Wang Feng asked when he entered his own voice into the talisman.

"The saint has become even more powerful than before. I have already calculated that she has been involved, but I can be sure that there will be a catastrophe on you, and it will come soon." The voice of the fortune teller made Wang Feng's heart instantly Sank to the bottom.

Before this, the fortune teller could calculate the whereabouts of the saint, but now he actually said that the saint is more powerful, even he can't calculate it. So it seems that the saint must not be idle for a while, and she must be trying to find ways Improve your strength.

"Is there a way to resolve it?" Wang Feng asked at this time.

"The old saying goes well. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and tricks are useless. Last time, to save you, I have used the last weapon against this saint. Now I can do nothing but remind you. a bit."

The voice of the **** operator is also very helpless. The last time he was able to save Wang Feng and others was entirely luck, but he could not have the same luck a second time, and the weakness of the saint could not be exposed to her twice. Hands.

The body of her master has returned to her hands, and the holy sect is now alive in name only, and there is only a strong man like the saint. Under such circumstances, she has no shortcomings anymore, just as the fortune teller said, Now all the conspiracies and tricks have no effect. If you want to win, you can only rely on war!

"This may be the last time I contacted you. From now on, if you survive, we can continue to do business, but if you can't survive, then we shall assume that we have never known each other before." The voice of the fortune teller.

"Are you ready to run away again?" Hearing the words of the fortune teller, Wang Feng couldn't get angry.

You must know that his expenditure on the fortune-teller in these years is not small, but the fortune-teller is still able to say such things, there is simply no humanity at all.

Even if it is humanitarian, this scheming man should stay and help, right?

It's just that the fortune teller himself has a bit of fear of death in his bones. Once he has something to help him, he runs faster than a rabbit, but he will stand up again at a critical moment. Such a person is really contradictory.

When he was in the heavens, he never showed up at the time of the catastrophe. At that time, Wang Feng thought that the fortuneteller was dead, but who would have thought that he would have escaped earlier, and this time he obviously had the same plan. Wang Feng couldn't say much.

Because it was a love for others to stay to help him, and it was a duty to go, Wang Feng couldn't help him do anything for himself.

"If I don't run away, can I still wait for death?" Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller immediately sneered.

"Then we will see you bye."

"Goodbye by destiny." Upon hearing this, the fortune teller quickly responded.

"What should we do now?" The conversation between Wang Feng and the fortune teller didn't cover up anything, so Jiang Yihuan naturally heard it clearly, with an ugly expression.

"What else can I do? Let's take one step at a time. I believe that the road to heaven is infinite, even if the saint is strong, but if she wants to kill me, she will have to pay a huge price."

Said that Wang Feng's face sank, and said: "If I am really no match for her, I will also find a way to die with her."

Wang Feng can die, but the people around him must survive, so Wang Feng would rather die with the saint herself.

"Nonsense."

Hearing this, Jiang Yihuan immediately yelled and said: "This hasn't started the fight yet, you have already said that, you must at least let us see your self-confidence."

"Confidence?" Hearing this, Wang Feng shook his head, with a wry smile on his face, and said: "Confidence is a good thing, but if you are too confident, then it's over. Now I only have awe in my heart."

"Then you are over." Jiang Yihuan couldn't help turning his head when he heard this.

Wang Feng has already said so before starting the fight It seems that the last battle between Wang Feng and the saint left a lot of psychological shadow in Wang Feng’s heart, otherwise he would never say such a thing. .

Speaking of self-confidence, in fact, Wang Feng also has it, but he doesn't want to show it. Now he said he could beat the saint, but once the battle started and Wang Feng lost to the saint, wouldn't he be hitting himself in the face?

Therefore, it is better not to say that Wang Feng is full of confidence, and wait until the battle really starts.

The saint is improving her combat effectiveness, and Wang Feng is also improving. Wang Feng believes that the gray-brown mist he is extracting now will definitely cause great trouble to the saint.

"But you can rest assured that even if you die, we will all stand by your side." At this time, Jiang Yihuan spoke and stated his position.

He is different from the fortune teller. The fortune teller must go as far as he can meet this situation, but Jiang Yihuan is different. He has already been on the boat of Wang Feng, so no matter how dangerous it is, he must be with Wang Feng. Combat.

Even if he died, he would admit it!