Chapter 67: Soul Destroying Needle
In the stands, there was a complete silence at first, but then a frenzied cheer.
The hand that Jiang Feng reversed was really too exciting. First of all, it was unbearable to compare the palm in the early stage of the Spirit Realm, and his strange footwork, the means of teleporting behind Fang Ziyuan opened the eyes of everyone on the stage. They had never seen such magical footwork, even if he moved like a monster.
Moreover, the palm he slapped was as powerful as the early stage of the Spirit Building Realm, which made everyone on the stage stunned.
This set of exercises from the underground black society finally came in handy for Jiang Feng this time, and it also became a killer weapon for turning defeat into victory. Fang Ziyuan could never have imagined that Jiang Feng would actually perform such a set of palm techniques under his nose when he was facing the enemy.
On the high platform, Fang Wenxing's eyes were gloomy, staring at Jiang Feng under the stage, the corners of his mouth squirmed a few times, his Adam's apple trembled slightly, and no one could guess what he was thinking.
Yan Shi, Wan Lao Monster and Fang Wenhong also looked nervous at this time, and looked at Fang Wenxing beside him from time to time, for fear that he would slap Jiang Feng to death in a fit of rage, after all, watching his own son fall, I am afraid that no one can bear this pain.
But now their bloody battle is not over, if you want to end the bloody battle, unless one side bows its head and admits defeat, or one side is killed by the other party, this fight will not end.
Fang Ziyuan was lying on the ground face down, his limbs spread out, no one knew whether he was dead or alive now, even Jiang Feng himself couldn't be sure, but at the position of his head, a pool of blood flowed down his cheeks.
Jiang Feng was also suspicious in his heart, he didn't know what the other party's situation was now, so he could only walk forward slowly to check Fang Ziyuan's injury.
Every time he took a step, Jiang Feng looked frightened, after all, the bloody battle was not a child's play. There are no rules, no referees, and no one is going to stop them, so he has to be distracted.
At this time, the field was also completely quiet, as the distance between the two of them got closer and closer, Jiang Feng seemed to hear his own heartbeat, just when he was within five steps of Fang Ziyuan who was lying on his stomach, he suddenly sensed that Fang Ziyuan's right hand just now shook slightly, and he secretly screamed in his heart:
"Not good!"
He stomped on the ground with both feet, and his body suddenly retreated sharply, but how could Fang Ziyuan easily let go of this opportunity. I saw that his palms smashed hard to the ground, and the whole person quickly flipped into the air and shot towards Jiang Feng, and the two fingers of his right hand had been wrapped with gray-white spiritual power ripples again.
Everything happened between the lightning and flint, Jiang Feng didn't have time to think about it, he used his whole body's spiritual power, burst into a drink, and blasted out with a punch, colliding violently with Fang Ziyuan in mid-air.
The fists and fingers intersected, and the Dao Dao spiritual power rippled away. Suddenly, Jiang Feng found that a strange smile appeared on Fang Ziyuan's face, which made him feel a little stunned, and at this moment, Fang Ziyuan smiled coldly and said:
"Jiang Feng, I recognize your strength. But now, it is the time of your death, and we have spent a lot of money to get rid of you, so let's die. ”
Fang Ziyuan suddenly opened his mouth, and a white light suddenly shot out of his mouth, heading straight for Jiang Feng's front door.
The distance between the two Rao was too close, even if Jiang Feng had already noticed it, but it was too late to dodge, and the white light pierced straight between his eyebrows, submerging into his mind
Jiang Feng only felt a sudden heart-piercing pain in Zhihai, but he didn't know why this was happening, what was that thing that didn't enter his mind.
Just when he was stinging and distracted, Fang Ziyuan grabbed Jiang Feng's flaw, slammed out with his left hand, and hit Jiang Feng's right chest with a punch, Jiang Feng was like a kite with a broken string, and fell from mid-air. The entire martial arts stage shook for a while, which showed how ruthless Fang Ziyuan's shot was.
"Brother!"
"Kaede!"
Fang Bitong, Jiang Xue, Yan Shi and others in the stands almost exited at the same time, they didn't expect that Fang Ziyuan was so insidious and vicious, and he would suddenly plot.
Fang Bitong and Jiang Xue, as if they were stupid, looked at Jiang Feng who was motionless on the martial arts stage, and couldn't believe that it would be him who was lying down, if it wasn't for the people next to him, this time Fang Bitong and Jiang Xue would also rush to the martial arts stage together.
"Brother, brother...... Wake up, wake up, I'm snow!"
Jiang Xue was dragged hard by Fang Changxin, who had already rushed back, and stretched her hands forward, as if she wanted to hold her brother, who was her only relative now.
At this moment, Fang Wenxing had changed his coldness just now, he was leaning on the back of the chair, slowly sipping the tea in his hand, a playful smile slowly spread on his face, and he secretly said in his heart:
"With your son, you want to fight with me, I have been planning for so long, and I have worked hard for so many years, how can I let your wild seed spoil my big thing. As long as you die, those people of the Fang family who are still waiting will all be thrown into my command. ”
Thinking like this, he glanced at Fang Wenhong, who was anxious beside him, and said with a sneer:
"Once the time is ripe, I will catch you all, the position of the head of this Fang family is not something that anyone can touch. ”
On the martial arts stage, Fang Ziyuan dragged his heavy body, staggered and staggered towards Jiang Feng, whose eyes were closed, obviously under the palm of the mountain just now, he was seriously injured, and at this time it was already the end of the crossbow.
Looking at Jiang Feng, whose face was pale on the ground and his eyes were closed, Fang Ziyuan looked at Jiang Feng with a vicious gaze, took a sip fiercely, and said coldly:
"Cheap seed, where is your majesty just now? How does this soul-destroying needle feel! If it kills you with one slap, it will cheapen you, so you can continue to struggle in this pain, haha......"
Hearing the three words of the Soul Destroying Needle, Master Yan and Wan Lao Wei's figures suddenly froze, and they glanced at each other, revealing an extremely frightened expression.
Fang Wenhong didn't know what was going on, and hurriedly asked:
"Dare to ask the two seniors, what is this soul destroying needle?"
Yan Shi sighed deeply and muttered to himself:
"Evil, what a sin, in order to deal with a young man who is not in the realm of enlightenment, you even took out the soul killing needle. ”
Hearing Master Yan say this, Fang Wenxing was even more puzzled, he had never heard of a spiritual treasure like the Soul Exterminating Needle, and he couldn't help but turn his gaze to Wan Lao Monster again.
Wan Lao Wei shook his head, his face was pale, obviously depressed to the extreme, he looked down at Jiang Feng who was lying down, his eyes were red, and he said:
"Kaede, why are you so troubled!"
If it weren't for Master Yan pulling Wan Lao Monster on the side, I'm afraid he would have rushed down by now.