With the Dragon Subduing Stick in hand, Ji Wufeng seemed to have recovered all the energy he had consumed in an instant, and his injuries were almost negligible. His feet were so fast that Qianye Zhi couldn't get away from him at all.
But Qianye Zhi was not slow at all. Ji Wufeng, who was following behind him, missed several hits with his sticks. Instead, the ground cracked and the earth shook!
At the same time, the decisive battle between Tian Wuxin and others was continuing. Suddenly, he saw Qianye Zhi running away frantically in an extremely embarrassed state, while Ji Wufeng was chasing after him with a big black stick.
Yun Shang, Qianye Yu and Lucas all know that this time there are three holy realms coming to surround and kill Ji Wufeng. Even if Ji Wufeng is a monster, he can never be the opponent of the three holy realms, right?
But what is going on? Ji Wufeng, a powerful man in the Holy Realm, is chasing him all over the ground with a stick!
Everyone was dumbfounded, this is so unscientific!
Finally, Qianye Zhi was caught up by Ji Wufeng, and was hit in the back with a stick by Ji Wufeng. Qianye Zhi immediately jumped forward, fell to the ground and fell like a dog.
It wasn't over yet. Before Qianye could get up, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was seriously injured!
Tian Wuxin and others were immediately dumbfounded. They had seen from Qianye Zhi's power that Qianye Zhi was in full strength, but they were knocked to the ground by Ji Wufeng with a stick.
They believed that Ji Wufeng's strength would not lag behind a strong man in the Holy Realm, but how could this be possible when he was knocked down with a stick?
After hitting the stick three times in a row, Ji Wufeng felt so good and the feel was so good, but he soon felt something was not right.
No matter what you want, you must pay the same price. This is an eternal iron law. Ji Wufeng's blows with these sticks were quite satisfying, but they also came at a huge price. He swung three rollers in a row. He had just recovered.
Most of his skill was consumed in an instant.
The reason is very simple, just like a child who can play with a small wooden stick all day long will not be very tired, but if he carries a mace, he will be exhausted after just a few blows.
Now Ji Wufeng is just a child, and the Dragon Subduing Stick is just a mace!
It was enjoyable, but the consumption was too great, and Ji Wufeng couldn't bear it.
He defeated three powerful men in the Holy Realm in a row, shocking everyone. They all felt as if they had seen a ghost. But soon everyone noticed something was wrong with Ji Wufeng. His face turned pale, he gasped for air, and he held his hand.
The palm of the Dragon Subduing Stick is also trembling.
This is obviously a sign that his power has been exhausted!
Qianye Zhi finally got up from the ground. Seeing Ji Wufeng like this, the fear on his face immediately turned into fierceness, and he said in a hateful voice: "You little bitch, although the Dragon Subduing Stick is powerful, it's not something you can use casually.
Excessive consumption of power, you are dead!"
At this time, Yunfeng and Rusev also chased after them. Although they were severely injured, their skills were still there. Any one of them could easily kill Ji Wufeng, who had spent most of his skills and lost his fighting power.
The faces of the three powerful saints were ashen, and they looked like maggots that had eaten in the toilet. It was embarrassing enough for the three saints to join forces to deal with a junior kid, but they were all knocked down with a stick. Now they can't wait to find him.
Drill into a hole in the ground.
Especially Qianye Zhi, who was beaten like a dead dog in front of so many juniors. He now wants to die and wants to skin Ji Wufeng and cramp him.
Ji Wufeng felt bad and laughed.
Said: "Three seniors, please don't get angry. Didn't I just see everyone was too tired from fighting, so I just performed a show on the verge of death to make everyone relax. Thank you very much to the three seniors for your full cooperation!"
He really wanted to cry now. He originally thought that with the Dragon Subduing Stick, he would be able to kill everyone, but it turned out to be a good thing. He failed to kill these three old guys, but instead made himself half disabled. He thought he had a peerless magic weapon, but he didn't.
I think he is a scammer.
"Jiejie, it's okay. If you like performing so much, we can slowly perform with you now!" Qianye Zhi's eyes were full of uncontrollable murderous intent.
It seems that Qianye has only used the real fire. Even if he doesn't kill Ji Wufeng, he won't be merciful when he strikes again. Beating him half dead and taking him back will have the same effect.
Ji Wufeng rolled his eyes, threw the Dragon Subduing Stick in his hand towards Nie Wufeng, and said: "I've had enough, it's your turn!"
Nie Wufeng's skills are not inferior to his own. If he takes action again, these three old turtles will probably be finished with three sticks, right?
Unexpectedly, Nie Wufeng kicked the Dragon-Subduing Stick back, hid while shouting: "This stick belongs to you, it has nothing to do with me."
"You obviously gave me this stick, okay?" Ji Wufeng said.
"I don't want it anymore, I'll give it to you." Nie Wufeng said, running further.
Ji Wufeng's eyebrows stood up angrily and he said: "Your grandfather, if I die later, you won't be able to run away!"
Nie Wufeng was also angry and said: "Do you think anyone can use that stick? If I can use it too, will it be your turn?"
"You can't use it?" Ji Wufeng was dumbfounded.
"Only those who inherit the blood of the Nie family can use this broken stick to exert real power. In my hand, it is useless except for being a little harder!" Nie Wufeng rolled his eyes and said.
Ji Wufeng was completely speechless. Only family blood can use it. What kind of bad stick is this?
His heart suddenly moved and he asked: "Where did you get this stick?"
"An old bastard gave it to me!" Nie Wufeng said with a look of displeasure on his face.
Ji Wufeng felt more and more that Nie Wufeng had a deep connection with the Yan family, but now was not the time to ask clearly, because Qianye Zhi and the others had already come to kill him.
Ji Wufeng swung his stick fiercely and said with a cold laugh: "Don't worry, I can still hit you with one stick. You have already seen the power just now. I smashed you all to the ground. If I hit you with another stick, I'm afraid you won't survive."
Yes, but who do you think I should hit with this stick?"
The three of them were suddenly shocked and backed away.
Ji Wufeng was right. Although his skill was almost exhausted now, he could at least knock out one stick. They were all injured. If they were hit by another stick, they would be dead.
No one in this group wanted to get hurt, and looking at whoever got on Ji Wufeng first would hit him, so the three people who did it suddenly didn't dare to get on first.
Rusev's eyes were full of sternness, and he laughed ferociously: "You little bastard, do you think you can scare us like this?"
"Old guy, don't pretend. If I didn't scare you, you would have gone first!" Ji Wufeng shouted arrogantly.
But at this moment, three more people rushed out, their faces full of rage, and their bodies filled with murderous intent.
Ji Wufeng's legs suddenly felt weak. Aren't these three old bastards waiting to ambush his aunt secretly? Why did they pop out?
