Zhao Feng originally didn't care about Huang Yun's life and death, but this person really disappointed him and he didn't even have the courage to fight to the death.
Otherwise, if we only need to delay for a moment, the owner of the execution village will be beheaded by Lin Fan and three others, and everyone will then attack the bloody corpse, the chance of winning will be at least 60%.
It really echoes the saying: Don’t be afraid of opponents who are like gods, but be afraid of teammates who are like pigs.
At this moment, Zhao Feng was left alone, facing the silver-striped bloody corpse.
"...It's your turn soon!"
The silver-streaked bloody corpse stood in a pool of blood, licked his lips, and smiled ferociously. A layer of strange blood flowed on the surface of his body, forming a strange cycle with the blood in the corpse at his feet.
…
At the end of the cave, on the other side.
Xu Zhi, Xiao Yun, and Lin Fan are forcing the owner of Xingzhuang into a desperate situation.
When the owner of Xingzhuang was in the woods, he was besieged and injured by everyone. Now he was besieged crazily by three people, and he was severely injured one after another. He was at the end of his strength.
Suddenly, Xu Zhi and the others heard Huang Yun's screams.
Looking out of the corner of his eye, Huang Yun's body was split into two halves, lying in a pool of blood.
Several people felt a chill in their hearts.
"Not good! Junior Brother Zhao..."
Lin Fan couldn't help but worry about Zhao Feng.
But the three of them are also at a critical moment and may capture and kill the owner of the village at any time.
The owner of Xingzhuang was forced into danger, but he gritted his teeth and resisted the three of them.
He knew very well that as long as he delayed for a moment, Zhao Feng would be killed by the "Lord Protector" and the situation would be reversed.
The person who is truly in crisis and critical position is Zhao Feng.
Facing the silver-striped blood corpse alone, can he withstand even one and a half moves?
"Jiejie..."
The silver-streaked bloody corpse stood in a pool of blood, its eerie laughter echoing around.
Zhao Feng was unmoved, opened the "Golden Thread Bow", and sneered: "Do you think I will let you succeed?"
As soon as the words fell.
In the hand he was pulling the golden bow, there was a trace of Qingying's cold true power, which was extremely sharp and exceeded the previous level.
This is the true power of "Tianfeng Shenjue"!
Boom swish swish——
Three golden arrows dragging sharp green light formed a triangle shape and stabbed at the silver-striped bloody corpse like lightning.
One of the arrows suddenly pierced the eye of the silver-striped bloody corpse at a faster speed.
The silver-streaked bloody corpse was startled and quickly closed his eyes.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Three extremely sharp arrows pierced the silver-striped bloody corpse, causing sparks to fly everywhere.
The silver-streaked bloody corpse was unscathed.
——This is not beyond Zhao Feng’s expectation.
"Hateful boy..."
The silver-striped bloody corpse was frightened and angry, and took a few steps back.
It turned out that Zhao Feng's real purpose was to hit the knee joints and ankles of the silver-striped bloody corpse with the other two arrows.
The fierce power contained in those two arrows can already threaten the third level of transcendence and make the silver-striped blood corpse take several steps back.
In this way, the silver-striped bloody corpse left the pool of blood where Huang Yun's corpse was.
The blood circulating on the silver-streaked corpse suddenly disappeared.
The method of blood sacrifice was interrupted by Zhao Feng!
It turned out that the real purpose of the silver-striped blood corpse standing there was to use special secret techniques to absorb the blood essence left by Huang Yun's corpse, repair the wounds, and restore more strength.
If it were an ordinary person, their blood would have no effect on silver-striped blood corpses. But Huang Yun was a peak warrior of the second level of the transcendent world. He had already undergone a transformation at the transcendent level, and the power contained in the blood in his body was extraordinary.
"The true power and power of "Tianfeng Shenjue" is indeed extraordinary."
Zhao Feng thought to himself, and pulled the golden bow in his hand again, launching a fierce attack on the silver-striped blood corpse.
Ding ding ding!
The silver-striped bloody corpse resisted all attacks and quickly pounced on Zhao Feng.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng quickly put away his golden bow, transformed into several afterimages, and fled in several directions.
"Ignorant junior!"
The silver-striped blood corpse smiled mockingly, identified Zhao Feng's true form at a glance, and pursued him.
Zhao Feng's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly understood that although the silver-striped blood corpse had lost its power, it still had a high state and could not be fooled by his own phantom fish movement technique.
Whoosh!
Several phantoms disappeared, Zhao Feng's true body glowed with transparent green light, the wind made no trace, and his speed suddenly increased by a level.
"Boom!"
The silver-striped bloody corpse threw his palm into the air, shattering the stone wall and causing the stone debris to roll.
Zhao Feng's speed suddenly increased to a terrifying level, his body movements were as flexible as a fish, and his movements were as varied as a fish's.
He activated the "Tianfeng Shenjue" with all his strength, and under the influence of that strange true power, his movement speed reached a new level.
What's more, Zhao Feng's Shenfa Qinggong borrowed from the upper-level Shenfa of the ordinary level and used the Phantom Fish Diagram as the core to perform the secrets.
For a time, Zhao Feng's movement speed was enough to easily deal with the peak of the third level of transcendence.
The silver-striped blood corpse made several attacks, but all failed. The roar caused strong mental pressure and even caused illusion effects.
If it were anyone else, even if they were above the fourth level of transcendence, they would not be immune.
Unfortunately, he met Zhao Feng, who was almost immune to the effects of mental illusions.
"Master Protector, it seems that you have woken up not long ago and your body is still a little stiff. Although your physical defense is extremely strong, the power in your body is certainly not unlimited."
Zhao Feng smiled softly as his figure moved.
According to his plan, as long as the owner of Xingzhuang is killed by Xu Zhi and three others, and everyone surrounds him, he will be exhausted and killed.
"Since I can't do anything to you, I will kill the other three first."
A hint of insidiousness flashed in the eyes of the silver-striped bloody corpse, and he suddenly killed Xu Zhi and the others.
not good!
Zhao Feng's expression changed drastically. The enemy he faced was after all an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years. He was a middle-level figure in the Scarlet Moon Demon Cult in the past. How could he be like Yi?
Seeing the silver-striped blood corpse exuding overwhelming mental pressure, the surrounding mountain walls seemed to be shaking, killing Xu Zhi and the others.
The three of them, Xu Zhi, were trembling with fear. They asked the owner of Xingzhuang to seize the slightest chance of survival in the desperate situation. He forced his strength to transform into a blood-black figure and fled out of the cave.
Zhao Feng has only two choices:
One, intercept and kill the owner of the village.
Second, rescue Lin Fan and three others.
In a flash of thought, Zhao Feng made his second choice, swaying and chasing the silver-striped blood corpse.
Wind and Thunder Palm!
The thunderous roar of the wind shrouded an area, shocking the minds of Xu Zhi and the others, and they were freed from the hallucinations caused by the mental pressure.
Boom!
Zhao Feng and the silver-patterned blood corpse struck hard.
After the thunder, the two figures suddenly separated.
Zhao Feng flew backwards, his palms were numb, and he almost vomited blood on the spot. The power and attack of the silver-striped blood corpse were really terrifying, close to the fourth level of extraordinary power.
"The weak power of thunder..."
The silver-streaked bloody corpse stood there, staring at the tiny black mark between his palms, which quickly healed under the flow of blood.
Zhao Feng was greatly surprised. Under the stimulation of the true power of "Tianfeng Shenjue", "Wind and Thunder Palm" actually burst out with such terrifying power.
After all, the foundation of "Wind and Thunder Palm" is the power and artistic conception of wind. And "Tianfeng Shenjue" is undoubtedly the best among them, directly covering the first three movements of the Four Winds and the artistic conception of Xuanfeng Palm.
In addition, Zhao Feng vaguely noticed that the power of the thunder system seemed to be able to restrain the power of the silver pattern blood corpse's technique.
"Junior Brother Zhao, the four of us, work together to kill this guy."
Xu Zhi waved the Jinyue Sword in his hand and attacked the silver-striped bloody corpse from behind.
Zhao Feng activated "Wind and Thunder Palm" to attack the silver-striped blood corpse head-on.
Lin Fan and Xiao Yun, who were relatively weak, were restrained from the side and did not dare to get too close.
"A few ants also want to kill me!"
The silver-striped bloody corpse smiled instead of angry. As his claws waved, traces of purple blood appeared, like sharp hooks, piercing through the surrounding area of more than ten feet.
Ding ding bang bang...
Under siege by four people, they were calmly faced by the silver-striped blood corpse and still had the upper hand.
Ding!
There were several gaps and even cracks on the swords of Lin Fan and Xiao Yun.
Only Xu Zhi's mortal magic weapon was intact, but when he faced off against the silver-striped blood corpse several times, the magic weapon in his hand almost fell out of his hands.
Wow!
Under the hard shake, Xu Zhi vomited blood and was injured.
Zhao Feng was not much better. His internal organs and meridians were slightly injured, but this was still the result of the protection of "Silver Wall Jue".
Although his attacks are powerful and can threaten the third level of transcendence, and his "Wind and Thunder Palm" can subtly restrain the opponent, he is still unable to confront the silver-striped blood corpse head-on.
At this time, except for Zhao Feng, the other three people were all seriously injured.
After several confrontations, Silver Stripe Blood Corpse gradually understood that Zhao Feng was rather weird and difficult to deal with, so he restrained himself in all aspects.
Simply, he transferred his firepower to Xu Zhi and the other three.
Ding! Click!
Lin Fan's long sword was shattered by the "Silver Striped Blood Corpse" and he vomited blood and flew out.
Xiao Yun was also struck by a streak of purple blood, his body flew backwards, and a foot-long blood groove appeared on his shoulder.
The true combat power of these two people was comparable to that of the second level of the extraordinary, but they were knocked away in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Feng looked solemn. It would be too difficult to defeat the Silver Stripe Blood Corpse today.
Because it is impossible for Xu Zhi and the others to reach extremely high levels of attack, speed, movement, and defense like him, and they are even immune to the mental deterrent effect of the silver-striped blood corpse.
"You all retreat, I will trap him!"
Zhao Feng made a decisive decision.
"Junior Brother Zhao, you must also be careful!"
Lin Fan and the other two dragged their tired bodies out of the cave.
They also know that only Zhao Feng can contain the silver-striped blood corpse, and they and others will only become a burden.
Wind and Thunder Palm! Gale Style!
When Lin Fan and the others retreated, Zhao Feng launched his strongest attack to prevent the pursuit of the silver-striped blood corpse.
Unexpectedly, the silver-striped blood corpse did not stop him, and curled up an evil smile: "It's already too late. You will all stay here today."
Zhao Feng was startled and realized something was wrong.
thump!
Just after escaping a few dozen feet, Xiao Yun's whole body became cold and he fell to the ground helplessly.
"Junior Brother Xiao!"
Xu Zhi and Lin Fan helped Xiao Yun up and found that there was a purple-black line between the latter's eyebrows, and the flesh and blood all over his body was a little stiff.
"All of you have been infected by my 'corpse poison'. Even if I don't take action now, you will all die."
The silver-striped blood corpse laughed evilly and stopped taking action.
thump!
Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan's body became stiff and he fell to the ground.
Xu Zhi's body was shaky, he reluctantly looked back at Zhao Feng, and fell to the ground.
"Corpse poison? When did we get the corpse poison?"
Zhao Feng felt a chill in his heart. When the Qi and blood in his body stabilized, he felt a strange cold force congealing the Qi and blood and spreading to his organs.
"This kind of corpse poison in me can still be resisted due to the strong and boiling Qi and blood during the battle. Once the Qi and blood are stable, this power will quickly spread throughout the body and turn into a 'living dead' within three days."
The silver-streaked bloody corpse licked his tongue and smiled sinisterly.
Living dead?
Zhao Feng couldn't help but shudder, understanding what this meant.
At this time, Xu Zhi and the other three slowly closed their eyes and passed out.
Perhaps they were too tired after repeated battles, or perhaps the corpse poison had threatened their lives.
"Hey! You, a first-level mortal boy, seem to be more resistant to 'corpse poison' than they are."
The silver-streaked bloody corpse said in a rather surprised tone.
Zhao Feng was still standing on the same spot intact.