Chapter three hundred and seventy-fifth escaped catastrophe
Xiao Yuan's eyes widened blankly, and a bright light suddenly appeared in her desperate eyes.
Sima Feng froze and his mind went blank.
He stared hard at the lotus leaf, which was crystal clear and exuded an aura of awe.
That lotus leaf...
Thinking of the terrifying power in that scene just now, if it hadn't been for the fact that that power seemed to be mainly about resistance, he wouldn't have survived even if he had to sacrifice an arm.
That kind of power has almost surpassed Wu Zun.
The moment he reacted, Sima Feng subconsciously took a few steps back.
"you you……"
He was filled with murderous intent and rage and was instantly covered by deep chill and cold water.
Another slice.
He really has another piece, damn.
Sima Feng was about to cry but had no tears, and felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
what to do?
Looking at the lotus leaf held by Chen Ling, Sima Feng swallowed hard and suddenly became deadlocked.
Chen Ling grinned his lips, and his smile made people shudder.
"If one piece can't kill you, then I'll take two pieces and do it."
"If two slices can't kill you, then I'll consider myself unlucky. Don't worry, this is really the last slice."
Chen Ling slowly wiped the blood from his face, straightened up with difficulty and sat up, staring straight at Sima Feng.
"Crap..." Sima Feng almost gritted his teeth, his eyes bursting with anger and murderous intent.
But he didn't dare to take action.
Facing death, strong men of any realm are the same.
"Do it."
Seeing that Sima Feng did not dare to move, Chen Ling roared ferociously.
"Don't you want to kill me? Come and kill me? Marquis Tianwu sent a loser like you here?"
Chen Ling roared as if he was crazy.
Sima Fengqi was trembling all over, and a mouthful of blood rushed in his throat, but he suppressed it tightly.
"Chen Ling."
Xiao Yuan couldn't help but whisper.
Are you crazy?
Xiao Yuan gritted her teeth and stared at Chen Ling.
After finally scaring this guy, wouldn't this drive him crazy?
Only when Xiao Yuan shouted, Chen Ling stopped talking.
Taking a deep breath, he said: "If you don't do anything, I will leave."
"Cross suey, smash it, ah..."
Click!
A tooth was bitten into pieces by Sima Fengsheng, and a streak of blood spilled from his mouth. He stared at Chen Ling ferociously.
"Walk."
Chen Ling glanced at Xiao Yuan, and then the two began to retreat step by step.
One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...
Sima Feng didn't move at first, but as the two gradually retreated, he took steps to follow them.
"Oh shit."
Seeing this scene, Chen Ling and Xiao Yuan's expressions became particularly ugly.
"Let's just throw him out. Life or death is up to fate. But after throwing him out, he is very likely to die." Xiao Yuan said.
"I, I feel sad."
Chen Ling said painfully.
Xiao Yuan's face twitched violently and she stared at Chen Ling.
"You, which is more important, our lives or our heartache?"
"Damn, this is a life-saving thing that is enough to withstand the attack of the peak Martial Emperor. To waste it on a Martial Emperor, to plunder natural resources, damn it." Chen Ling gritted his teeth, full of hatred.
Just these two pieces.
Xiao Yuan no longer knew what to say.
If she had the strength, she would really want to scold him right now.
I hope people from nearby black markets can come over quickly.
She prayed silently.
"Little bastard."
Sima Feng followed step by step, his expression constantly changing and distorting. Suddenly, his expression became fierce, and he waved his hand and slashed out with a thick zhenqi light blade.
"grass."
Chen Ling's pupils shrank, he pushed Xiao Yuan away, and rolled up on the spot in embarrassment.
Bang!
A huge ravine formed on the ground, and the strong impact of the air wave caused Chen Ling to let out a cry of pain, leaving streaks of blood on his body.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly approached, a big hand swallowing fierce Qi, and swept it hard towards Chen Ling.
"Chen Ling."
Xiao Yuan exclaimed.
"We will die together."
Chen Ling's eyes were about to burst, he roared angrily, and raised the lotus leaf fiercely.
Crunch!
Sima Fengsheng stopped and backed away like lightning.
Chen Ling's raised palm stopped in mid-air, got up and ran away.
Xiao Yuan quickly followed.
"ah!"
Seeing Chen Ling get up and run away, Sima Feng screamed like crazy, opened his mouth in anger and spat out a mouthful of blood, stamped his foot, and shot out.
"You little bastard, if you want to die, let's die together."
His patience had reached its limit, and his anger and murderous intent completely overturned his sanity.
At worst, we'll die together.
boom!
"It's over." Xiao Yuan took a breath.
"I don't want to die yet." Xiao Yuan looked at Chen Ling eagerly.
Chen Ling gritted his teeth and activated his Qi. The lotus leaves trembled slightly and stared at the attacking Sima Feng.
"snort."
The sky's cold roar is like thunder, and more like a sharp sword, penetrating the heaven and earth and going straight into the soul.
puff!
Sima Feng, who attacked the two men, was like being hit by a giant hammer. He moved forward rapidly in mid-air and suddenly fell to the ground, a mouthful of thick blood spraying all over the ground.
He looked up blankly, and saw a figure standing in the sky. He took one step forward and was already in front of him.
The invisible oppression made Sima Feng feel deep fear in his eyes.
"The strong warrior."
Chen Ling looked at the visitor in horror.
Xiao Yuan let out a long breath: "I'm almost here."
"Who are you looking for?" Chen Ling looked at Xiao Yuan in surprise.
"I sent a summons to the black market. This should be a senior from the black market." Xiao Yuan said.
The visitor looked at Sima Feng indifferently and suddenly punched him.
Sima Feng's whole body was full of true energy, and he raised his hands to resist.
However, that punch was devastating.
With a scream, Sima Feng tilted his head and fell down, motionless.
One punch to death.
Martial Lord versus Martial Emperor, crushing them.
"You are seriously injured. I'm sorry that you came a little late." Wu Zun looked at the two of them and said in an extremely kind manner.
"Thank you, senior, for saving me." Xiao Yuan bowed and said gratefully.
The middle-aged man waved his hands, then looked at Chen Ling, with a flash of brilliance in his eyes and said, "Are you Chen Ling?"
"That's right, junior." Chen Ling said hurriedly and respectfully.
"As expected of rank nine, you are indeed a talented young man. The son of Black Iron is a bit unworthy of you." After a while, the powerful Martial Master said with a smile.
"Senior, you are so complimentary." Chen Ling squeezed out a painful smile on his face.
"You two are preparing to go to the black market headquarters." Wu Zun said with a smile.
"Exactly." Xiao Yuan said.
"I have something important to do, so I won't send you there." Wu Zun waved his sleeves, and a flying boat about two feet tall, all black, floated in the air.
There are faint runes engraved on the surface of the flying boat, and there are also the unique marks of the black market on it. It looks particularly magnificent, revealing strong spiritual energy fluctuations.
"You are seriously injured, so just take a flying boat over."
Chen Ling's eyes lit up when he looked at Fei Zhou.
He remembered that Xiao Yuan also had a search, but it was obviously not comparable to what he saw in front of him.
Xiao Yuan showed hesitation on her face: "Senior, is this not good?"
The powerful martial artist said calmly: "There's nothing wrong with it, just go up."
"I say goodbye."
As soon as he finished speaking, the powerful warrior Zun rose into the air and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this scene, Chen Ling bent over and said with a look of pain on his face: "Why are you still stunned? Let's go."
After saying that, he jumped onto the flying boat looking a little embarrassed.
Behind him, a white shadow flew past.
The little beast has been secretly following Chen Ling. (To be continued)