One purple and two red, three flowers and three plum seals exuded a faint glow, and with each step, the despair in Zhao Feng's heart deepened.

"I can't fight anymore...... Even if his right arm is not broken, it is impossible to beat her at his peak...... I'm going to die......" Zhao Feng struggled to get up and run away, but the way of retreat and death were ahead!

"I can't help it...... I can't go back...... I'm sorry......" Zhao Feng gave up struggling, he collapsed to the ground, and he didn't know who to say that apology.

The eyes slowly closed, the faces of some people appeared in my mind, echoing some calls, even though there were thousands of reluctance in my heart, it was difficult to see and hear those people and things with my own eyes......

Zhao Feng clenched his teeth, his temples and muscles burst out, and finally opened his eyes suddenly, and climbed quickly on the ground with his left hand!

"I can't just give up!"

Zhao Feng's target was the right arm that was out of his body, As he grabbed the arm that was already slightly cold, the golden immortal bone was faintly visible in the fracture, and the silver moon curved blade did not hurt the immortal bone, but cut the joint capsule and muscular ligaments between the humerus and the shoulder blade.

Click!

Zhao Feng directly aimed the incision of his right arm at the wound on his right shoulder, and while the bones were intertwined, he urged the Xuanbing cold qi to join the two together, and then urged the majestic blood vein medicinal power, penetrating the body and the right arm, rebuilding the nerve connection, almost instantly exhausting fifty percent of the medicinal power of the blood veins, and the iron blue color of the right arm slowly subsided.

As the little finger of his right arm trembled slightly, Zhao Feng slowly clenched his right hand, the cut mark on his right shoulder disappeared, the cold ice dissipated, and his right arm was intact!

Syllable!!

Zhao Feng slapped his right arm violently with his left hand, and the external force accelerated the flow of blood in his arm, quickly warmed up, and then punched out of thin air, and the meridians penetrated, and there was no hindrance!

Looking back, Qi Xian'er, Nangong Lihan, and Nangong Lizhen had come to three meters away, Zhao Feng knew that the danger had not yet been contacted, so he immediately took out the black knife, held the knife in his right hand, and prepared to kill a bloody way, now in this situation, preserving his own life is the first priority!

Preemptively, Zhao Feng slashed out with a horizontal knife, and the goal was very clear, that is, the Xihe bow in Qi Xian'er's hand, as long as the bow was included in the Lingyuan, it might be able to turn the tide of the battle!

Qi Xian'er unhurriedly swiped lightly, the silver moon curved blade rolled away, Zhao Feng was shocked, sideways slashing the knife, trying to fly the silver moon curved blade, unexpectedly, the two struck, and even before the slightest sound of gold and iron could be heard, the black knife was like tofu slag, and it was directly cut off!

Bite!

The black knife broke off and landed, and Zhao Feng retreated sideways, not daring to enter again for a while.

His thoughts were racing fast, and a thought came to mind, Zhao Feng immediately took out a cotton towel from the spirit yuan and wrapped it around the black knife handle with only a small blade left in his hand.

Subsequently, Zhao Feng lifted the two thousand seven hundred Xuan Ice cold qi in his body, all of which converged in the palm of his left hand, and the palm was connected to the black knife cut, and the extreme cold qi condensed into ice in the handle of the knife, and as the left hand pulled back, a straight single-edged straight blade slowly appeared......

Click!!

Zhao Feng's right hand violently exerted force, compressing the rolled up iron hilt, and clasped the body of the Xuanbing Demon Blade, if it wasn't for the towel to block it slightly, I was afraid that Zhao Feng's palm skin would also be attached to the iron knife handle.

The appearance of the Xuanbing Demon Blade caused the temperature inside the gate to plummet, and Zhao Feng's physique was not affected by this low temperature, so he immediately regained his confidence and started attacking again!

Clang!!

A vertical slash, on par with the Silver Moon Curved Blade, both sides retreated half a step back, and then collided again-

Bell Bell Bell ......

The struggle continued, Zhao Feng's eyes and magic pupils kept changing angles, capturing the body and trajectory of the Silver Moon Curved Blade, suppressing the instinctive blinking action, even if it was a momentary blink, he might miss an opportunity to counterattack!

As time passed, Zhao Feng's eyes gradually adapted to the speed of the Silver Moon Curved Blade, from the initial dodge as the main thing and the resistance as a supplement, and gradually transformed into an active slash, and gradually improved his advantage.

Clang!!

Finally, Zhao Feng charged a blow and shook the Silver Moon Curved Blade out of the gate accurately, taking advantage of this opportunity, he rushed towards the three people who had been watching the battle, and the goal remained unchanged-

The Xuanbing Demon Blade gave Zhao Feng great confidence, although the cold air from the handle of the knife inevitably passed through the towel and gradually ate away at his right hand, but with the blessing of the blood vein medicinal power, this bit of frostbite could be ignored!

Seeing Zhao Feng approaching, Qi Xian'er raised his left palm, condensed a spiritual power, and changed several magic tricks with his fingers, only his palm turned over, and with a bang, it turned into a purple palm print of half a zhang's scale, Ling Wei Hehe, Zhao Feng didn't know the power of this palm, and he was unwilling to give up this opportunity, so he waved the demon blade in his hand, trying to cut the palm print, unexpectedly-

Bang!!

"Poof!!"

The Xuanbing Demon Blade collapsed and dispersed, Zhao Feng's right arm was seriously injured, the black knife took off his palm, and the towel that had been condensed into frost tore off a layer of skin on Zhao Feng's palm, and it itself was even more affected by the power of ninety percent of the palm prints, vomiting red on the spot, and the body retreated violently, smashing heavily into the residue of the Fenggong Spirit Platform!

(Zhao Feng fell in the ruins, a stubborn tear flowed from the corner of his eye, and muttered in his mouth: "The battle is too terrible, I want to go home ......")

In the ruins, Zhao Feng looked up at the ceiling with his eyes lost, this time, he really tried his best.

"I'm no longer feeling in my right arm...... There are different degrees of damage to all five internal organs...... Fifty percent of the medicinal power was lost in order to connect the right arm, and the remaining medicinal power may not be able to regain the combat ability of the physical body...... The Xuanbing Demon Blade is my last reliance, and now I can't resist the power of her palm...... There is such a big gap between me and her......"

"Perhaps, it was a mistake for me to choose to pick up the "Eight Desolations Martial Vein" from the beginning......"

Zhao Feng closed his eyes again, and his breath gradually weakened......

......

Nanshan, Zhao Xue, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly woken up by a burst of angina, she pressed her heart, kept crying, and shouted in despair: "Father...... Patriarch ......"

Wangshu hurriedly stepped forward, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only gently hold it in his arms and comfort her wordlessly.

......

Inside the Fenggong Spirit Platform, Qi Xian'er stared at Zhao Feng's motionless body, suddenly frowned, and muttered, "Familiar feeling...... Why did this man come to ......"

"Anyway, he had to die. ”

Qi Xian'er raised Xi and the bow, ready to completely cut off Zhao Feng's way of life......

......

Realizing the Black Sea, Zhao Feng opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

"Alas......"

Zhao Feng let out a bitter sigh, he knew that his consciousness had left his body and entered the black sea of consciousness, and in reality, he was only afraid that he was facing the lore of Xi and the machine spirit, and he himself could not change the situation.

"I'm not afraid of death...... It's just that it has lived up to too many people's expectations......"

"Master, after all, I failed to comprehend the mystery of the fairy arrow, and I am ashamed of you. ”

"Senior, the responsibility of saving the world is still heavy to me, and I have disappointed you. ”

"Yaya, my clan father has not been able to leave you with anything, and I am going to leave you alone again......"

"Uncle Zhao, Aunt Zhang, Yuanyuan and Zilong should live well in Bai Ze, and the debts have been cleared, I hope you will come back as soon as possible......"

"Brother Li Dequan, I'm talking big, I haven't been able to repay all your sins. ”

"And ......" Zhao Feng looked at the island in the distance of the Black Sea, and the lonely moon on the island was still waiting for the opportunity to be reborn.

"If I die, what will happen to this Black Sea?"

By the time Zhao Feng came back to his senses, he had burst into tears, and the guilt in his heart overshadowed his fear of death.

"Did you really do your best?"

A fluctuating voice of inquiry came, Zhao Feng was stunned, looked around, and did not see the source of the sound.

The mysterious bamboo tube appeared in the air, and the three lights flew vertically, showing three immortal figures - the lonely grandmother, the demon Buddha, and the Tai Chi master!