Chapter 3 Take away my sister's life, you will die!
The vitality of heaven and earth required for the Divine Defeat Art is extremely rich, and the next bloodline cannot be opened in a short time. If it can swallow the alien energy, the breakthrough speed will be greatly increased.
That cluster of mysterious flames in the Dantian, I don’t know where it comes from, but it actually has such magical power?
Feng Wuji was puzzled and walked towards the house.
Before I even stepped in, a violent heat wave filled the air!
Feng Wuji broke through the door and found that his sister's pale little face was suddenly filled with flame-like heat. A wave of fiery red air seeped out of her body, and even the bed smelled of burning.
This is……
Fire poison!
The air became extremely hot, and there seemed to be a layer of rolling heat waves between the two brothers!
"Qingluo!"
Feng Wuji's expression suddenly changed, and his heart ached like a knife. This is his only relative in the world, and nothing will happen to him!
He gritted his teeth, rushed over, held Feng Qingluo in his arms, and ran out the door.
As long as you go to the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion and get the ice marrow grass, you can suppress the fire poison!
When Feng Qingluo was seven years old, an extremely violent fiery energy erupted from her whole body, burning for three days and three nights. Her father called in the miracle doctor from the Great Wilderness Heavenly Medicine Pavilion and found out that it was fire poison, a kind of fire poison.
An extremely difficult and strange disease.
You need to take ice elixir to suppress it.
Therefore, her father would go to the Extreme Ice Cave in the wilderness every year to collect ice marrow grass to suppress the fire poison for her.
It happened once a year in the past.
Now, it has been shortened to once every six months!
"Brother, let me go!"
Qingluo, who was slightly unconscious after being burned by the fire poison, struggled violently. The fire poison in her body was so powerful that she knew very well that even her father in the Guiyuan realm would be burned by the fire if he held her, and her brother had no cultivation at all.
, how can you bear it?
Feng Wuji twitched all over, looking at his sister who was enduring heart-wrenching pain in his arms, his stern face gradually turned ferocious!
"Brother will not let anything happen to you, the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion is here!"
The hysterical voice shocked the entire Feng Mansion.
Along the way, people were pointing fingers. In the past, Feng Wuji had the support of his father, the palace master, and everyone who saw him was extremely respectful. Now, everyone knows that he and Feng Qianjue have decided to fight a life and death battle for a month.
After that, death is almost certain.
Even though he was still the young master of the palace, no one paid attention to him. They all retreated and pretended not to know him.
After all, no one cares about a dying person.
"I'm here to get the medicine!" Feng Wuji stood in front of the door of the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion and shouted.
The elder who was sitting on the side slowly raised his eyes and said calmly: "I wonder what kind of medicine the young master wants to get?"
"Ice marrow grass!"
Feng Wuji endured the burning pain all over his body. He knew that the pain Qing Luo was enduring at this moment was a thousand times more than him!
When my father was still alive, he would keep ten plants of ice marrow grass in the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion every year to prepare for the attack of Qingluo fire poison.
"Ice Marrow Grass needs to be stored in the Black Ice Box, which is extremely resource-intensive. What are you going to give the young master in exchange for it?" the elder guarding the pavilion said slowly, without moving at all.
In the past, when getting medicine, the elders who guarded the pavilion would take the initiative to give it to me, but now they started to deliberately make things difficult.
Seeing that Qingluo in his arms was gradually losing consciousness, Feng Wuji was so frightened and angry that he could only try his best to restrain himself and said in a deep voice: "Whatever you want, just go to the Young Master's Mansion to get it. I want the Ice Marrow Grass now!"
"It's ridiculous. As the young master of the palace, you don't understand such a simple truth. How can you say that you take things first and pay later?"
At this time, a sarcastic voice came from behind. A lean young man came straight to the elder who kept the pavilion, handed over an ingot of gold, and said coldly: "Elder, I also want to take ice marrow grass. I want ten plants."
The elder guarding the pavilion opened his eyes wide, and a ray of light appeared. He put the gold in his sleeve, and then took out a blue box. When he opened it, he saw that it was ten ice marrow grasses!
"Feng Wuji, all the Ice Marrow Grasses now belong to me. If you want them, you can kowtow to me ten times. Perhaps, I will show mercy and give you a few." The lean young man sneered.
Feng Wuji's heart instantly turned cold. The lean young man in front of him was the son of the third elder, named Feng Jun. He was also the scumbag of the eldest son, Feng Qianjue.
"Brother... don't kneel, let's go..."
Feng Qingluo was unconscious. The scorching poison had spread to her internal organs. If it was not suppressed, it would probably burn to ashes in a short time.
Thinking of this, Feng Wuji's eyes became extremely cold. He slowly leaned his sister against the wall and sat down, and then walked towards Feng Jun.
"Have you figured it out?"
Feng Jun laughed loudly and slapped his palm directly on the black ice box, completely destroying all the ice marrow grass!
Then, he sneered: "I'm just playing tricks on you, but you still take it seriously, Feng Wuji, you are such a waste, you can only watch your sister die in front of you."
Feng Wuji was trembling all over, but his face remained expressionless as he walked towards him.
Until ten steps apart!
"die!"
There was a loud bang as the air was squeezed out, Feng Wuji stepped forward and punched out!
Feng Jun's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that Feng Wuji would suddenly explode, let alone that this loser would dare to attack him. In panic, he could only block it with his arms.
However, Feng Wuji bypassed his arm, passed through the gap between the two, turned his fist into a palm, and slashed down like a blade like a blade!
Cut in ten steps!
It's a low-level combat skill that uses the palm of your hand as a sword when you're not expecting it!
call out!
The moment his fingertips touched his chest, a vague energy suddenly burst out!
Feng Jun's expression was extremely distorted, and he instantly felt what terrible power was hidden in this palm strike!
puff!
Blood spurted out, and Feng Jun flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, his shoulder blades folded at an alarming angle.
"Impossible? You are obviously a waste who cannot cultivate!" Feng Jun looked in disbelief. He was at the third level of the Divine Vein Realm. Why couldn't he block even one of his attacks?
Feng Wuji stepped on his chest, "I'm a waste, aren't you even worse than a waste?"
"Take away my sister's life, and you will die!"
After saying that, a violent force surged out of Feng Wuji's body, and he threw his hand and punched him!
Bang!
With one blow, it was like a landslide!
Feng Jun spurted blood from his mouth and nose, his face was extremely ferocious, but he could not move at all. The place where Feng Wuji's foot stepped happened to be the life gate where his Yuan Power was transferred most violently!
Being insulted in public, he was extremely aggrieved and wailed: "Elder, save me!"
The elder guarding the pavilion on the side hesitated. He was just guarding the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion and had no business involving himself.
"stop!"
A hoarse voice came from behind, carrying violent fluctuations of energy and attacking crazily!
Feng Jun seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and said madly: "Dad, save me!"
However, Feng Wuji ignored him and continued to punch him!
boom!
The Dantian shattered, like a deflated rubber ball. Feng Jun collapsed and said in horror: "You...you destroyed my Dantian!"
The Dantian was destroyed, and from then on he was unable to gather his energy and became a useless person!
"Feng Wuji, you deserve to die!"
As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man with flying robes suddenly appeared and struck Feng Wuji on the back with a palm!
The person coming was none other than Feng Jun’s father, the third elder of Feng Mansion—Feng Tianlong!
This palm was so cruel that Feng Wuji sneered at the corner of his mouth, grabbed Feng Jun's shirt, turned around and pulled it in front of him.
Bang!
As the palm print fell, Feng Jun watched his chest dent, staring at his father who came over in disbelief!
"Jun'er!"
Feng Tianlong's eyes were about to burst and he wished he could kill Feng Wuji on the spot. Seeing his son's gradually weakening breathing, he could no longer care about anything else. He held Feng Jun in his arms and went to find the doctor in the mansion.
"Feng Wuji, I will kill you!" Feng Tianlong's eyes burst out with astonishing resentment.
Feng Wuji didn't even look back, and said coldly: "He brought it upon himself!"
Then, he came to the corner, picked up Feng Qingluo, and rushed out of the house at high speed!