Chapter 8 The Miracle of Immortal Illusory Magic Art
"The Immortal Illusion Demonic Art, start!"
His chest was hit by the Shocking Arrow, and his heart was severely damaged. Han Feng didn't think too much and immediately used the Immortal Demonic Art. At that moment, some changes occurred in his body.
The red mist spread out from his body, revealing a strange appearance, his eyes were red and fishy, and his expression became a bit ferocious.
Especially in the chest, the flesh in the bloody hole rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then exposed the skeleton in the chest, as well as the shot-injured heart!
The heart is also changing, just like the meat in the blood hole, it is rotting quickly at the beginning, but there is a difference, that is, the rot of the heart is not all.
Therefore, Han Feng did not die directly.
"What's going on with him! Why can his heart, which is rotting, be able to repair the damage!" Cao Zhong was dumbfounded, full of disbelief.
After all, the heart is the most important organ of a human being. How could it be rotten but still fine? How could it be shot by one's own stunning arrow and yet be able to repair itself?
"It's not just that! Look at the scars on his body, they are also healing quickly in the strange corruption!" Cao Cheng on the other side pointed and shouted.
At this time, Han Feng was full of weirdness.
However, just because Cao Zhong and the others can't understand it doesn't mean that Han Feng himself doesn't know what's going on. Everything stems from his Immortal Illusion Demonic Skill!
It can be transformed from decay and reborn.
Of course, there is a price, but for him at this time, the most important thing is not that price, but to save his own life first!
Only when you are alive can you have hope.
Just a little bit of time passed, and the damaged heart had been completely repaired due to decay, and the rotten blood hole had completely healed.
But at this moment, Han Feng's body softened and he knelt down directly on the ground. His breath was pitifully weak and his face was as pale as a dead person.
And this is the price of using the Immortal Illusion Demonic Technique, which consumes all his spiritual energy and burns his blood essence.
Therefore, he was very weak at this time.
Seeing Han Feng's sudden weakness, Cao Zhong seemed to understand something, and immediately shouted excitedly: "So that's it! You can heal yourself with unknown magic, but it also makes you lose all power of action!"
"Kill!" Cao Cheng shouted wildly.
As he stepped forward, he no longer thought about anything and came directly to Han Feng. He raised the big knife in his hand and slashed at Han Feng's neck in an instant.
However, before the sword could kill the enemy, the enemy's figure moved, turned into a shadow and disappeared, and then there was a stab of pain from his back.
He lowered his head and saw that the silver spear was behind his back, piercing his heart and breaking out of his chest. The blood stained on the gun's body was his own blood.
"No...impossible!" Cao Cheng couldn't believe it. How could a person who had lost all his strength and fallen to the ground with a weak face still be able to launch such a fierce killing move.
Han Feng said nothing and directly pulled out his spear, then walked towards Cao Zhong step by step. Apart from his almost pale face, there was no trace of weakness on his body.
Suddenly, Cao Zhong felt fear and immediately turned around and ran away, but his voice rang out: "You are already destined to die, why don't you drag him to commit suicide and be buried with him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Feng, who was about to chase after him, was attacked by Cao Cheng and Cao Fang, who were seriously injured. At the same time, his spiritual power was violently leaking out.
That’s a sign of self-destruction!
The power produced by self-violence is many times greater than one's own strength. It is a helpless act of mutual destruction!
"not good!"
Han Feng suddenly felt something bad and immediately took phantom steps to stay away from the two of them. However, no matter how fast he was, it was not as fast as the two of them destroying themselves. He was immediately helpless.
"Are you going to die? Are you going to die like this? But... I'm really not willing to give in! Everything about me has just begun, but I can't do anything about it!" Han Feng was full of sadness.
Boom——
Self-violence struck, and the power several times stronger than his own directly swallowed Han Feng's figure, as if he was being annihilated, comparable to the wrath of the sky.
"Strange, before I died, I actually saw Xiao Hei..." I don't know if it was a hallucination, but he actually saw the figure of a big mouse, and it was rushing towards him.
With his black hair, short limbs, long and slender beard, and those two big front teeth, his appearance is still... wretched.
"Your uncle, Han Feng, why are you going to die? As long as you, little black brother, I am here, no one can let you die!" The big mouse's voice sounded, with a little excitement.
In an instant, the big rat's front paws formed a seal, and a dazzling light immediately appeared on its body. Then its body became extremely huge, and it directly protected Han Feng tightly in its arms.
In this way, it used its own body to protect Han Feng from the self-inflicted injuries of Cao and Cheng, and half of its body was immediately blasted into pulp.
But fortunately, my head is still there.
And Han Feng was able to survive.
At this time, Han Feng looked at the tragic appearance of the big mouse and was speechless for a moment. He thought that the big mouse had abandoned him and escaped.
"I'm sorry..." Han Feng cried.
"Don't disturb me, and protect me, otherwise I will really die!" The big mouse's breath was very weak, and his words were all weak.
Then, with half of his body, he performed the exercises directly on the spot to stabilize his severely injured situation.
In just a few breaths, half of his body was already rotting, and the stench spread everywhere, just like the smell of a corpse that had rotted for a long time.
But this scene made Han Feng slightly shocked, and he murmured: "Immortal Illusion Demon Art? But why do I feel that it is slightly different from the Immortal Illusion Demon Art?"
Han Feng couldn't understand it.
Moreover, the most important thing at this time was not to understand this. He immediately opened the ring, took out a few pills, and simply swallowed them.
However, even with those pills, it was still difficult for him to recover from his weakness. After all, the Immortal Illusion Demonic Art had completely drained him.
But he still guarded the big mouse to the death and never left. He also used the little spiritual power recovered from taking the elixir to monitor the movements around him with his spiritual sense.
"Fortunately, Cao Zhong really escaped from here. But they are not the only ones chasing me. Although those people are weaker than me, I still have to protect Xiao Hei at this time..."
For a moment, Han Feng was a little anxious, but he did not dare to disturb the big mouse.
In this way, we can only guard the big mouse in anxiety. No matter what, he will guard it to the end and will not escape on his own even if he dies!
Time passes little by little.
Soon, the rotten half of the big rat's body began to appear reborn, but the process was much slower than that of Han Feng.
However, the storm had arrived, and the weaker members of the Cao family still rushed down here with all their strength, and surrounded them heavily.
Among them, there is actually Cao Zhong!
When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. Cao Zhong stopped talking nonsense and directly ordered: "Kill him! Kill him immediately!"
"Han Feng, you run away." At this moment, the big mouse suddenly spoke, with an extremely weak voice, letting Han Feng escape alone.
Han Feng shook his head and said firmly: "Although you don't know what I think, I still apologize for thinking that you ran away alone. As for this time, I will not abandon you, not even to death!"
Upon hearing this, the big mouse closed his eyes and remained silent.
Han Feng had already drawn his spear and stayed where he was, watching the Cao family members who were coming to kill him. He neither retreated nor advanced, just to protect the big rat.
This is the promise he made, and he will never break his promise before completing it. This is one of the principles of his life...