While speaking, Zhan Wuji slowly walked towards Yue Feng.
call!
Watching Zhan Wuji approaching step by step, Yue Feng took a deep breath, struggled to stand up, and cursed Zhan Wuji thousands of times in his heart.
Zhan Wuji is truly worthy of being brought out by the God King Haotian. He is better than the blue than the blue, and he is extremely despicable.
"It's interesting!"
Seeing that Yue Feng could still stand up, Zhan Wuji was stunned at first, and then joked: "Can you still stand up after being injured so seriously? Yue Feng, how much blood do you have to keep?"
Yue Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "I, Yue Feng, have been involved in the world for more than ten years. He was not at a disadvantage when he had a showdown with the God of Nine Heavens. I have never seen any scenes before."
"You little god general want to take my life, but I'm afraid you're not qualified."
When he said this, Yue Feng stood straight and was full of courage.
Not qualified!
These three words were like invisible giant hammers, hitting Zhan Wuji's heart hard. His face turned red and he was in a state of shame and anger.
“Okay…”
The next second, Zhan Wuji reacted and said a few good things in a row. His eyes were tightly locked in Yue Feng, and he said coldly: "I dare to speak out loudly when I die. If I don't cut off your head today, I won't call Zhan Wuji."
"Go to die..."
Zhan Wuji almost roared out the last two words, and then burst out with all his strength. His whole person turned into a golden afterimage in the air and burst towards Yue Feng.
"It's not certain who lives and dies."
Yue Feng roared angrily, and two rays of splendor burst out from his eyes, completely exploding the only divine power in his body, raising his hands to face Zhan Wuji.
boom!
When the palm forces of the two sides collided, Zhan Wuji heard a scream, and was directly knocked out, smashing two dragon-shaped sculptures before they landed heavily.
After landing, Zhan Wuji sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, his face extremely weak and weak.
Yes, Yue Feng's palm just now contained the technique of the Nine Heavens Holy Mysterious Art, so Zhan Wuji was naturally no match.
However, when Yue Feng's divine power was completely exhausted by pursuing the Nine Heavens Saint Xuan Art again, his divine power was completely exhausted, and he seemed to have been hollowed out, his body softened and he collapsed on the ground.
call!
Seeing this scene, Sun Dasheng and Wen Chou Chou were all worried.
"Yue Feng!"
It was at this moment that a sad cry came, bursting with a cry.
When Yue Feng heard the sound, he saw the fierce fighting between the two sides. Su Qingyan was looking at this side with a long sword in his hand, tears kept sliding down his cheeks.
When the battle broke out just now, Su Qingyan and everyone were resisting the divine weapons and generals, and they had no time to take care of them.
Because she knew in her heart that Yue Feng's strength is different now, as long as the God King Haotian did not come, it would be impossible for the mere god generals such as Zhan Wuji to hurt him.
But Su Qingyan never expected that Zhan Wuji's method would be vicious and sneer from behind.
At this time, when she saw Yue Feng receiving a severe injury, Su Qingyan was still calm and she cried so hard that she broke down. Because she could clearly see that Yue Feng's face was pale and she sat on the ground, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.
"Yue Feng, you can't have something to do... you must hold on, hold on..."
In the sadness, Su Qingyan's tears were like pearls with broken threads, constantly sliding down her cheeks, and she couldn't stop them at all.
While crying, Su Qingyan held the sword tightly and wanted to rush up to check Yue Feng's situation. However, like Wen Chou Chou and others, she was secretly injected with divine power when she was imprisoned in Qin Tianjian and could not use it all at all.
In addition, the countless magical weapons in front of us could not rush in.
call!
When Yue Feng heard Su Qingyan's crying, he felt warm and he could barely smile. Then he looked at Su Qingyan and said weakly: "Qingyan, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in the future."
When saying this, Yue Feng's heart was bleeding.
He didn't want to be so negative, but his soul's power was exhausted and he was unable to fight again.
"No..."
Su Qingyan was heartbroken and cried even harder, and shook her head desperately: "I don't allow you to say that...No..."
Seeing her like this, Yue Feng was extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know how to speak.
The next second, Yue Feng turned his neck hard and looked at Wen Chou Chou Chou and Sun Dasheng not far away: "Brother Wen, Dasheng, it's useless for me, I have implicated you."