Lu Feng's figure quickly approached from a distance and arrived at the battlefield in the blink of an eye.
Looking at Leng Huaping lying on the ground, looking at Ruoshui with blood flowing from his shoulder and neck, looking at Zhu Yizhong who was covered in bruises...
Lu Feng's face instantly turned livid, and he couldn't contain his anger, and anger rushed up from his sides.
He ducked and quickly approached Leng Huaping, put a finger between his eyebrows, and instantly detected the injury.
The soul is silent and dying!
After feeling Leng Huaping's current state, Lu Feng suddenly had veins all over his forehead, and his eyes were filled with blazing anger, and his teeth were clattering.
He raised his head and glared at Sang Feichen and Sun Liuliu who were escaping. The murderous intention was running uncontrollably, and the murderous intention in his body made the air around him stagnant.
A pair of angry eyes seemed to burst out of his eyes, and his crazy expression was more terrifying than a crazed ferocious beast!
With just one glance, Sang Feichen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and a chill surged up from his spine to the sky.
At this moment, he felt that he was not facing a person, but a ferocious beast that was thousands of times more ferocious and terrifying than the Red Flame Python. The feeling was as if he was under a volcano that was about to erupt. It felt like the whole world was about to erupt.
It got dark.
After feeling that his aura was completely locked, Sang Feichen felt as if his heart was dead and his eyes were filled with fear.
Seeing Lu Feng charging forward, Sang Feichen glanced at Sun Liuliu desperately and made a decisive decision to stop alone.
"run!"
Sang Feichen threw out a stone tablet and blocked the charging Lu Feng, giving Sun Liuliu a chance to escape.
The Seven Ultimate Illusionary Soul Monument!
The top-quality treasure that ranks jointly for seventeenth on the weapon list.
This is Sang Feichen's biggest support and his most powerful trump card. After offering the Seven Jue Phantom Soul Monument, he had no intention of leaving alive.
Sun Liuliu looked back at Sang Feichen, who had a determined look in his eyes, but did not stop for a moment. He just paused for a moment and then fled out of the mountain without looking back.
Seeing Sun Liuliu's ruthless and indifferent expression, Sang Feichen felt a bitterness in his heart.
呲呲呲……
The stone tablet was activated by Sang Feichen, and instantly transformed into seven pieces, stacked on top of each other, in the form of three in front and four in back, to resist the terrifying sword stabbed by Lu Feng with his bare hands.
Boom~
A violent sound came out.
Sang Feichen's eyes widened, looking in disbelief at the shattered Qijue Phantom Soul Monument in front of him.
This is a treasure that can withstand attacks at the Heavenly Soul Realm level. How could it not be able to withstand even his ordinary sword?!
Bah~
In fear, Sang Feichen suddenly trembled, and before he could react, he saw his right arm flying straight into the air.
What a fast sword!
Forget about the reaction, Sang Feichen didn't even feel the pain when he felt another cold light flash before his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, his left arm also flew out.
After his arms were cut off, Sang Feichen let out a miserable and painful roar, his eyes full of horror.
Feeling the endless anger filled by Lu Feng's sword, Sang Feichen's soul couldn't help but tremble, as if he had fallen into Shura purgatory.
Cold, helpless and scary!
Lu Feng's figure had already arrived in front of Sang Feichen, and he slapped the latter's head, burying his entire head in the ground!
Looking up, he sensed that Sun Liuliu's aura had escaped very far, and had thrown away many broken formations along the way.
Considering the injuries of Ruoshui and Leng Huaping, Lu Feng gave up the idea of pursuing them.
Knowing that Sun Liuliu is from the Sun family, she has no worries about not being able to find her. Today's revenge will be repaid twice as much when she goes to Xuanjin City!
Looking at the dying Sang Feichen, who was about to lose his life, Lu Feng squeezed his palm suddenly, and a terrifying soul consciousness invaded the latter's soul sea.
Search for souls!
Only when you know yourself and the enemy can you cope with it!
Lu Feng didn't know much about Sun Liuliu, so he wanted to find out something from Sang Feichen's memory.
Liuhe Sect, Liuhe Jinqi...
The Liuhe Sect is a single lineage, and the position of the sect leader is hereditary...
The current sect leader’s surname is ‘Jiang’, and the Jiang Kaisheng he met in Black Wind Town was one of his sons who had raped countless ordinary civilian women.
Feeling the information he had searched for, the anger in Lu Feng's heart couldn't help but rise in a straight line, until...
The surname "Jiang" was changed thousands of years ago, and its original name was "Chiang"!
boom……
The murderous intention in Lu Feng's heart surged wildly, and he had so many thoughts in his mind that he lost control of his palm force and shook Sang Feichen's entire head into pieces.
Those who are good at using strength belong to the Jiang family!
As fate would have it, Lu Feng finally met him.
In the secret realm of Qinglong Town, one of the three promises made to the remnant soul of the Black Dragon was to kill all the people named Jiang who were good at using strength.
Although Lu Feng was not sure, his intuition told him that the current Liuhe Sect was probably the enemy that Hei Long mentioned.
Lu Feng came back to his senses, collected his thoughts, and firmly remembered the Liuhe Sect in his heart.
Looking at Sang Feichen who was dying, Lu Feng sighed secretly, but unfortunately he could not find more useful information from his mind.
I only know that Sun Liuliu once practiced in Liuhe Sect for a period of time. During that time, Sang Feichen peeked at the other party taking a bath more than once, and a deep feeling secretly developed in his heart. Only then did he risk his life to give him a chance to survive.
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However, there was one piece of information that made Lu Feng a little concerned, that is, the Fire of the Southern God was not wanted by Sun Liuliu himself, but was related to the development of the Sun family.
Lu Feng was a little surprised by this. He originally thought that the Sun family wanted this just to practice their evil skills, but he did not expect that it would be related to the development of the Sun family.
In the final analysis, the Fire of the Southern God is just a denser mass of fire energy. How can it be related to the development of such a large family?
Moreover, both Sun Liuliu and Sang Feichen seemed to be obeying the orders of a mysterious man behind their backs. Unfortunately, the information about the mysterious man in Sang Feichen's memory was only a vague black-robed figure, and his specific identity could not be seen.
origin.
One is the core disciple of the Sun family, one of the four major families, and the other is the chief disciple of the Liuhe Sect, a second-rate force. What kind of status and background can be used to control the two of them?
Although the soul search only lasted for one or two breaths, the information obtained was very huge and confusing.
Lu Feng put away his thoughts and returned to Leng Huaping.
After a short delay, Ruoshui's injuries had stopped on their own. Although the blood on his shoulders and neck was no longer bleeding, the claw marks had not been dealt with yet.
Ruoshui supported the unconscious Leng Huaping and slowly moved the latter into Lu Feng's arms.
Lu Feng raised his hand to explore Leng Huaping's soul sea again, using his soul power to calm the turmoil in the soul sea.
It's a pity that he is not a pharmacist and does not know the treatment methods. He can only helplessly feel Leng Huaping's soul that fell into silence.
After a while, Lu Feng came to his senses. All he could do now was to help Leng Huaping stabilize the soul sea to prevent further damage.
After learning the cause and effect of the incident from Ruoshui, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel even more angry. He firmly remembered the instigators, Sun Liuliu and Qin Tianliang. He looked at Zhu who fell on the other side from a distance, weakly supporting himself on the ground and adjusting his breath and recovering.
At the first level, Lu Feng said: "Thank you!"
Zhu Yizhong stood up weakly and forced out a bitter smile, "Brother, this is what I should do!"
"Huh?" Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, and because his anger was still lingering, a chill could not help but appear on his face.
Zhu Yizhong felt the cold breath coming from Lu Feng and trembled with fear. If Lu Feng had only been in awe after killing the Red Flame Python, then the scene of killing Sang Feichen had made him dare not disobey again.
Half a minute.
"Watch your words!" Lu Feng warned: "If you let me hear you speak freely again, it will damage Ruoshui's reputation. You should understand the consequences!"
Zhu Yizhong quickly admitted his mistake, with a pious and humble face, and nodded his head in fear, but the majesty of his uncle was deeply imprinted in his heart.
After a while, Ye Fan's figure appeared in the distance. Due to his weak strength, he did not clearly sense the previous movement, but followed Lu Feng's instructions to find it.
After seeing the blood stains on Ruoshui's shoulder and neck from a distance, Ye Fan hurriedly approached and looked at Lu Feng with a solemn expression, his eyes full of questioning.
"Old Ye," Lu Feng pulled Ye Fan over, "Look at her injuries quickly!"
Ye Fan frowned and looked at Leng Huaping, who was lying in Lu Feng's arms. With just one glance, his face darkened.
"Her soul..."
After only saying the first three words, seeing Lu Feng nodding, Ye Fan hurriedly stepped forward, and while his soul-destroying finger was running quietly, his soul consciousness poured into Leng Huaping's soul sea.
As one of the nine most powerful methods in the world of medicine, the soul-killing finger not only has the power to kill the enemy's soul, but also has a strong induction and meager healing effect on some soul-level injuries.
After a few breaths, Ye Fan slowly came back to his senses, with a look of exhaustion on his face.
"How is it?" Lu Feng asked anxiously.
"It's very pessimistic," Ye Fan shook his head, "She should have been at the critical moment of breakthrough before she was injured. Although she escaped from the Heavenly Soul Pass in time to avoid the annihilation of her soul, her breakthrough was interrupted by life and death, which caused her soul to suffer.
Severely injured, under such circumstances, the soul's power instinctively operates and protects itself, causing the soul to fall into a state of silence."
"Possible rescue?" Lu Feng asked nervously.
Ye Fan shook his head again, "There is no way to recover. It is difficult for outsiders to help with the injuries at the soul level. We can only rely on her subconscious strength to recover on her own."
Seeing Lu Feng's pale and helpless look, Ye Fan thought for a while and comforted: "Although I have no way to treat her injury, if I can find a Zen doctor at the level of the Heavenly Soul Realm to take action, there may be a glimmer of hope.
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"Zen doctor?" A glint flashed in Lu Feng's eyes, "A pharmacist from the Qingxiu Zen Sect?"
Ye Fan nodded, "Zen doctors are different from ordinary pharmacists. They focus on the practice of the soul level. They have made great achievements in treating injuries on the soul level. They may have a way to treat your friend."
"That's good," Lu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Fan couldn't bear to say: "As far as I know, in the current Qingxiu Zen sect, only the sect leader and a few elders have the strength of the Heavenly Soul Realm, and all of them have been in Zen for many years. They have long been neither sad nor happy, nor are they happy.
I’m afraid it will be difficult to ask them to take action because of all the disturbances.”
Lu Feng's face condensed, and the hope in his heart weakened a bit, but then he thought that he had the Zen wood needed for Qingxiu Zen in his hand, and maybe he could use it to get a chance for treatment.
Ye Fan took out a few pills and handed them to Ruoshui. After helping the latter deal with the wounds, he asked, "How could you be so injured?"
Ruoshui told the whole story with regret.
Ye Fan couldn't help but feel frosty on his face, and his fists clenched loudly.