In this situation, Wang Zifeng can only hope that one of Uncle Feng and Yunhu can recover a little combat effectiveness and help Wang Long or Hua Yuan achieve a big reversal.

Otherwise, their actions this time will be completely defeated, and they will all be lost in this windless valley.

"All I can do now is to hold off the Black Prison Master as much as possible. Wang Zifeng thought and looked at the black prison master behind him.

He never imagined that the Black Prison Master would be so strong, completely beyond his imagination, and turned the entire tide of the battle.

Originally, he thought that with Cloud Fox, they would win this time. Who knows, the black prison master who was supposed to be controlled by him will have such a change.

According to rumors, the strength of the Black Prison Master should be about the same as that of the Fire Lion, but this time of contact, Wang Zifeng clearly felt that the strength of the Black Prison Master was far above the Fire Lion.

I heard that the Black Prison Keeper had greatly increased his strength this time, but Wang Zifeng didn't take it to heart, thinking that he would be stronger than the Fire Lion at most, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

I'm afraid this is not about to break through to the next realm, but it has already broken through.

Wang Zifeng thought about it and couldn't help asking, "I heard that you are looking for the holy medicine here to break through the bottleneck and enter the next realm. Is this true?"

"If you don't say that, how could you and Hua Wuyu and those people come here?" the Black Prison Master sneered.

"It turns out that all this is your yīn scheme, and you deliberately revealed the news of the Windless Valley in order to catch turtles in the urn. Wang Zifeng frowned.

"I was just here to deal with Hua Wuyu. Unexpectedly, she was killed directly by Black Face. Looks like I'm really overestimating her. The Black Prison Master shook his head.

"So, you don't have a need for the Elixir. Wang Zifeng said.

The Black Prison Master smiled, "The holy medicine may have the ability to control the people who take those special elixirs, this is what I need. Not only that, but the holy medicine can also make me more powerful. How could I not want to?If you have a way to enter and open the wall of the Holy Medicine, you might as well tell me. I might be able to let you go. ”

"Didn't you say it on the mountain wall? Wang Zifeng said.

"The Thirteen Palms of Tianluo have been lost. Don't fool me. You found the stone wall. I don't believe you have any other clues. The Black Prison Master said.

"You don't believe me, I don't believe you. There is no trust, and there is no need to negotiate. Wang Zifeng shook his head.

"Wait until I take you down to see if your mouth is still so hard. ”

The Black Prison Master spoke, struck again, reached out with one hand, and grabbed Wang Zifeng's shoulder.

Wang Zifeng showed a smug smile, suddenly stopped, and said, "You'd better not make a casual move." See what's behind me?"

The Black Prison Master looked at it and immediately saw a familiar stone wall.

It turned out that Wang Zifeng took the black prison master to run wildly, and he had already come to the stone wall where the holy medicine was located.

Wang Zifeng wanted to use this stone wall to delay time from the beginning, and for this reason, he would chatter all the way and discuss the matter of the holy medicine with the black prison master.

The results are ideal.

Wang Zifeng determined the importance of the holy medicine to the Black Prison Lord.

The Black Prison Master wanted the holy medicine, so naturally he couldn't violently destroy the stone wall, otherwise the holy medicine would self-destruct. In this way, if he wanted to take Wang Zifeng here, he would be afraid, worried that he would destroy the stone wall and lose the precious holy medicine.

Wang Zifeng can also buy more time from this, and may even find the flaws of the black prison master, and turn defeat into victory.

Of course, this is very unlikely, but it is also a possibility.

For this reason, Wang Zifeng has decided to give up the holy medicine mission and go all out to deal with the black prison master.

Originally, Wang Zifeng was determined to win a series of holy medicine tasks, not only because it had no punishment, but also because of the accumulation of rewards, and also because of the attraction of the holy medicine.

But to deal with the black prison master, Wang Zifeng had to make a choice.

For the sake of Hua Yuan, Wang Long, Uncle Feng, and Yunhu, as well as for himself, using holy medicine to clamp down on the black prison master became his only choice.

The Black Prison Master didn't expect the prince to threaten him with holy medicine, and for a while it was indeed a rat trap.

But he couldn't have lost his food because of choking, and frowned and said, "You are so ignorant, I will catch you later, but I will not be polite to you." ”

"When have you been polite. Wang Zifeng said, and suddenly swung out a knife, heading towards the lower abdomen of the Black Prison Lord.

The serrated knife in his hand was the last time he snatched it from the black shaman's hand, it was unusually sharp, and it made a whining sound when it tore through the air, like a ghost crying.

As long as the black prison master is not careful, it will definitely end up in a bad stomach.

The Black Prison Master snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and hit Wang Zifeng's wrist.

The two fought each other in short quarters, and after a few rounds, Wang Zifeng knew that he was invincible and retreated to the side of the stone wall.

The Black Prison Master was afraid of the stone wall, and as soon as the offensive slowed down, Wang Zifeng stepped forward again.

After a fight, both of them tried their best, but they were helpless against each other.

Although Wang Zifeng tried his best to find flaws, between the attack and defense of the black prison master, there was no leakage, and the flaws that appeared were often traps, Wang Zifeng was almost caught by his backhand several times, and he no longer dared to take risks easily.

Although the strength of the Black Prison Prison Master is above Wang Zifeng, he can't use all his strength considering the stone wall, and although he suppresses Wang Zifeng, he can't take him down.

Obviously, there were several opportunities, but as soon as Wang Zifeng hid against the stone wall, the black prison took the initiative to slow down, and Wang Zifeng avoided it.

After a long time, the black prison master gradually began to become impatient, and the strength in his hand became bigger and bigger, and he gradually ignored it.

Wang Zifeng sighed secretly, knowing that the Black Prison Master's patience had reached the limit, and even if he destroyed the holy medicine this time, he would take himself down.

In this situation, Wang Zifeng simply gave up everything, exchanged injuries with the black prison master, and tried to drag him to death with his healing skills.

The strength of the Black Prison Master is above him, and he can take him down without injury. Under normal circumstances, this tactic is useless, however, now that the Black Prison Master has lost his composure, it is a good time to make a move.

"Give it a go. Wang Zifeng thought, and the serrated short knife pointed directly at the heart of the Black Prison Lord.

Fists fly, short knives fired.

Wang Zifeng resisted the black prison master's fist and stabbed him in the heart.

The blood in Wang Zifeng's mouth and the blood in the heart of the Black Prison Master spurted out at the same time.

But Wang Zifeng's entire chest cavity was shattered, and the black prison master was just scratched in his heart.

Although there was a healing technique, Wang Zifeng's injuries were still worse than those of the Black Prison Master.

Exchanging injuries for injuries is not a cost-effective thing.

Even with the addition of Wang Zifeng's healing technique, this is the case.

"Is there really no way?" Wang Zifeng's body flew out sideways, and his head was blank.