Zhao Anfu's whole body was burning with milky white flames, pulling out a white rainbow in the air, and his aura was rising rapidly.
As the previous generation head of the Zhao family and the leader of the four major families, his strength has surpassed the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm, second only to Zhao Wu who used the Senluo Three Tomb Curse.
The old man's eyes became brighter and brighter, unstoppable!
The rest of the four major families looked extremely ugly and stared blankly at the sky.
Zhao Ying, who was hiding at the back of the crowd, looked pale and her mind was in chaos.
When Feng Wuji fought against the Qi Jue elders, he had already hid, preparing to watch the show.
I thought that Elder Qi Jue could completely crush the little bastard Feng Wuji, but he didn't expect that Qi Jue would be beaten to death by Feng Wuji like a pig or a dog in public!
However, what made Zhao Ying even more unexpected was that the head of his family, Zhao Wu, was forced into a desperate situation and even though he used evil spells, he was still at a disadvantage.
Now the old family leader, Zhao Anfu, is even more desperate to burn his soul!
He actually wanted to die together with Feng Wuji!
Zhao Ying's legs went weak, and she suddenly collapsed on the ground, murmuring:
"How could it...become like this?"
He couldn't figure it out.
In just a few days, the four great families that were once so glorious have fallen into such a situation?!
"Crazy...all crazy..."
Zhao Ying looked up at the black-haired boy, feeling great fear in her heart!
…
Boom!
The Yuan Power condensed in Zhao Anfu's body became more and more terrifying. Wherever his figure went, the space was shattered, as if he was shocked by his fierce and decisive aura.
Whoosh!
He was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he had rushed in front of Feng Wuji with extremely powerful destructive power.
"No, this old guy is going to blow himself up!"
Feng Wuji's eyes twitched and he said angrily.
call out!
He stepped twice in the air with his toes, and as soon as he released his strength, his body flashed and flew back.
But now that Zhao Anfu is in a state of burning soul, he is completely different from before!
"The Foot-Bound Snake Shadow!"
Zhi!
The old man's hands were wrapped with white lightning. He stretched out his hand and the white lightning suddenly turned into two white snakes, which wrapped around Feng Wuji's body like lightning, trapping him tightly!
Feng Wuji's expression changed, and he tried to use his strength, but this weird white snake was so resilient, his strength was like a stone sinking into the ocean, and he couldn't break free for a while!
Zhao Anfu said sharply:
"Can't you get away?! Don't waste your efforts!"
"My foot-bound snake shadow is specially used to trap people."
"You have fought so many battles in succession, and your aura has become much weaker. It is impossible to break free within a stick of incense!"
Feng Wuji suddenly calmed down, raised his eyebrows, and sneered:
"You old dog is quite capable."
"I have been a bereaved dog for two hundred years. I should have been a person who cherished my life. But now I have the courage to blow myself up for your son who is no longer a human being!"
"Let me think highly of you."
"But the exotic treasure is in my hands, are you sure you want to destroy it with me?!"
Feng Wuji gasped slightly, his face cold.
What Zhao Anfu said was correct. He had been fighting non-stop since he entered the Poultry Valley.
Especially the previous fight with Zhao Wu who turned into a fierce ghost.
Even with his strong body, it was a bit too much for him.
Zhao Anfu saw that there was no expected panic on Feng Wuji's face and sneered:
"Just keep pretending!"
"I guess you won't hand over the exotic treasure even if you die, so why bother talking? If the exotic treasure is destroyed in one day, then my Zhao family will have no chance of it!"
The old man's face turned red, his mouth opened wide, and he sighed with a ferocious expression:
"You little bastard, you are indeed very strong!"
"If you are given more time to grow, your future achievements will be unimaginable!"
His eyes were cruel, and he laughed with a hint of excitement:
"At this old age, if I can bring a peerless genius like you to be buried with me, I will make a lot of money!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Zhao Anfu's wild laughter echoed in the air, filled with a sense of pleasure that was about to destroy the genius.
When the rest of the people heard this, they realized what Zhao Anfu was going to do. They were shocked and flew towards the rear in a hurry, fearing that Chi Yu would be harmed.
You know, when a strong person at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm chooses to blow up Yuan Hai, the terrifying impact, if fully released, is enough to destroy everything within a hundred feet!
The members of the four major families hesitated for a moment, and then rushed to follow him and fly away from the scene.
They didn't dare to bet on whether the old family owner would deliberately control the range to avoid accidental damage.
Wei Zheng naturally followed the crowd and fled. He suddenly turned back and glanced at Feng Wuji in the air.
It is different from the extremely sad and angry expressions of other tribesmen.
There was neither anger nor sorrow in Wei Zheng's eyes.
Just full of envy and jealousy!
At a similar age, he could only stand on the sidelines and humble himself like an ant, but that young man was able to stand up to two generations of their family heads head-on.
"well……"
Wei Zheng suddenly took a deep breath, put a little more force on his feet, and never looked back.
On the other side, Shang Xuan and others were frowning and staring closely at the two people in the air.
Xia Qi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said:
"If this old guy chooses to blow himself up, he will indeed be in trouble!"
"Otherwise, just... use that to help a bunch of Feng brothers?!"
Shang Xuan pretended to be curious and said:
"Which one should I use?"
Xia Qi snorted coldly:
"Don't act stupid here!"
"Your Blood Demon Sect must have a back-up plan when you come here!"
"If you don't care, then I will take action to save Brother Feng!"
"He was kind to me first!"
Xia Qi took out a flute from Najie and prepared to play it.
Shang Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand, stopped him, and said in a very serious tone:
"not the right time yet!"
"This bastard... doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all. I bet he has some trump cards!"
"What if you guess wrong?"
Shang Xuan was silent for a moment and murmured:
"Everything is fate!"
…
Boom!
An extremely strong white light suddenly appeared in the sky, dispersing the darkness of this small hell.
Zhao Anfu laughed wildly while urging his Yuanli to the peak of his life.
Bang!!!
With a loud noise, the Yuan Hai in his Dantian exploded and turned into a storm of Yuan Power, instantly drowning Feng Wuji.
Subsequently, this storm of Yuan Power intensified, swallowing everything it touched!
The whole little hell was shaking, as if it was the end of the world.
Everyone lowered their bodies, mobilized their energy, and resisted the residual power of the explosion!
And in a deep pit on the ground, there was lying a man covered in wounds. His green face and fangs looked like a fierce ghost.
However, the strange thing is that the deep pit here is obviously directly under the center of the explosion!
However, this storm of Yuan Power that swept through the world seemed to be "ignoring" this place and did not harm it at all.
Zhao Wu stared blankly at the white light in the sky, his eyes as dark as ink, with blood flowing to both sides.
In his already chaotic mind, a little more consciousness appeared for no reason, which made him feel heartbroken.
He had a big mouth and seemed to want to shout something, but no sound came out.