Replenish energy? So will I!

Feng Yifei curled his fingers lightly.

More than a hundred dark air currents floated from all directions, flying all over the sky, gathering towards the wind.

It only makes people feel extremely evil when they look at it.

The undead energy continued to sink into Feng Yifei's body.

In an instant, the consumption is fully replenished.

This place is the best battlefield for Feng Yifei. Hundreds of players and hundreds of phos poisonous people died just now. There is no need to worry about the loss of the undead aura. A rough estimate is that it is almost enough to fill twice.

Anyway, there is no time to stop Tang Du from absorbing the fog worm. I don’t know what his intention is, so it is always right to replenish the undead energy.

Tang Du was already rushed over, and his condition was particularly strange at this time. He was wriggling granulation everywhere in his body, and he didn't look like a normal human at all.

Although the wound was slightly closed, it still did not heal.

Tang Du raised his hand and quickly moved from a distance.

Countless green poisonous arrows shot out like strong arrows, but not only attacked Feng Yifei, but most of them headed towards the space, as if they wanted to block Feng Yifei's route to avoid.

The number of poisonous arrows is as numerous as stars, but not too dense. Feng Yifei only felt that there were lines to attack everywhere, and he did not retreat but advanced, and he was like a swimming fish, and he was bounced through the poisonous arrows with both hands. The dense sword balls broke through the air like a machine gun, shooting at Tang Du.

Compared with the Domine Sword and the two moves of the Soft Sword, the sword can't cause any trouble to Tang Du. As the claw shadow flew, all the sword pills were destroyed.

Feng Yifei didn't care. He was just to disturb the enemy, and he had already approached him when he resisted.

The sword light surged, burst out suddenly, and slashed hard.

Tang Du didn't fight Feng Yifei hard at all, and retreated like Fei. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a large ball of green poisonous mist.

Feng Yifei moved sideways and dodged in a hurry.

It flashed over, but the body couldn't help but stagnate. The toxins that attacked the body came from the rear.

Behind Feng Yifei's back was already filled with mist.

The countless poisonous forces that Tang Du just attacked were not to hurt the enemy, but all turned into poisonous fog.

This is a game he set up.

After just a moment of stagnation, Feng Yifei was flooded by the poisonous mist that spread out from his mouth just now.

Tang Du stretched out his arms, and the pores all over his body were escaping green mist. The range of poisonous fog was getting bigger and bigger. He would absorb the fog insects just to transform enough poisonous fog and seal the entire space.

"Although my poison cannot poison you, it can also make you unable to move freely! You can only let the slaughter! Death!"

With the loud shout, Tang Du swung his claws and rushed towards Feng Yifei.

His moves also changed in new ways. His fingers shot out ten black colors, more than ft. They were like ten long whips, spreading like a spirit snake, and suddenly there were thousands of afterimages, thrusting towards Feng Yifei like a substance.

This is the "poisonous python killing whip" that Tang Chong used. Tang Chong is his disciple, so he naturally knows it too.

At this moment, it was completely covered by poisonous fog. Feng Yifei, who should have been stagnant, suddenly moved. The sword swung rapidly, and the sword light burst out, protecting the vital points of his body. The attack that was not enough to be blocked was also turned into a vortex and unloaded by the surging undead energy.

Once the finger force is cut off, it extends out again, cutting and striking. Although these poisonous finger force cannot withstand the sword, the interaction of force also makes the sword light of the sword light dim and light up at once, relying on the true energy instilled by Feng Yifei to maintain its solid form.

Feng Yifei swung his sword quickly and rushed over with his crisscrossing fingers.

In an instant, I was hit by countless blows. The undead energy consumed hundreds of points, and was scattered all over my body, and my blood surging.

But he pulled the distance closer, and stabbed the sword hard, and used the flying locust sword rain.

If it were an ordinary player, he had died under the extremely violent poison of Tang Du, even if he had a master who had better skills than him, he would be unable to resist his poison. But what he encountered was Feng Yifei, the rebellion practiced by him. The innate formless magic skill was not afraid of toxins at all. It would seem like he had adapted. Once the poison invaded the meridians, it would be immediately eliminated, just like being immune, and there was no blockage in the action.

Tang Du danced wildly with his claws, but he was still retreating step by step. Feng Yifei's fighting style of fighting with injuries and exchanging injuries made him helpless.

The protection of the undead spirit cannot be broken, the magical finger cannot hurt Feng Yifei at all, and the close combat cannot play much role. It can only use the Nirvana poisonous handprint to block the fight desperately.

It seemed that Feng Yifei was evenly matched, but he didn't suffer much damage. He was just shocked by the recoil force of energy and his hands were slightly numb, but Tang Du had no scar on his body.

Soon, Tang Du showed fatigue, and the poisonous fog spread around him suddenly gathered towards him, sinking into his body, immediately rejuvenated and counterattacked wildly.

The true scripture of Poison Erosion is indeed magical, it can be released or collected.

But what we were welcomed was dozens of extremely sharp soft swords and sword energy strangled. They fell and were attacked by the domineering sword. They were covered in bruises, and their breathing became more and more intense, and their movements became slower and slower.

The poisonous mist cast has been extracted and cannot be compensated and recovered.

As one goes up and down, Feng Yifei's offensive became even more fierce, just to stick to it, and he would not give him any chance to retreat into the grey fog.

Although he could not kill him for a moment, he would be able to die sooner or later.

Feng Yifei had already guessed that he could still withstand the attacks of the Domine Sword and the Rou Sword, because it was due to his poisonous skills.

With silver hair and red pupils, the innate formless finger sword used not only makes it difficult to heal the wound, but also affects the movement of the injured part. This body wound is like being covered with many constraints.

Without the fogworm to replenish him, his death period will be when his true energy is exhausted.

Hang Xing Wuji and others had already rushed back, and watched Feng Yifei chased Tang Du in shock and fled in panic.

Just now Dugu Wudi and Sanqian Sunshine, a hundred years old, a prodigal son, Coco, and my king used all his ultimate moves to make money, but he did not knock down Tang Du. However, Feng Yifei fought alone, but he had already made him so embarrassed. He had only the ability to resist and no power to fight back.

No one wanted to come forward to help. Tang Du's poison was too fierce and Feng Yifei was not afraid. They couldn't stop it. It would be better if they could not lose their experience.

"Senior brother, come on! Kill him!" He took your wife to applaud and cheer.

"Why do I think Feng Yifei is more like a boss?" The prodigal son Keke muttered, "Not even hurt at all."

"It's a bit too perverted." Fu Shenghuanmo continued.

Everyone nodded in agreement with deep agreement.

Previously, most people were given a blow by Tang Du, and they didn't have the chance to rush forward to take action. However, Feng Yifei was still sure to win, and the gap was so big that it was ridiculous.

Random Wuji was full of joy. Fortunately, Feng Yifei was found, otherwise no one would have been able to solve Tang Du.

Tang Du became weaker and weaker, and could no longer maintain the appearance of a young man. The wrinkles on his face appeared and roared repeatedly, but he was helpless.

Feng Yifei regarded him as a target for practicing martial arts, and used all the methods, and used the "Nine-Character Skill Skill Skill" and the "Shocking Finger" one after another. He was almost unable to escape. Even if the injuries caused could still be recovered, what could it be?

If he wants to recover, he must consume his true energy.
Chapter completed!