Chapter 1080: Resurrection!
Above the Black Sea, the shadow is roaming!
In the eyes of the people, they couldn't see the shadow of the tyrant Lan Feng, only saw the black devil spitting blood like a leather ball, flying around on the ice, constantly breaking out the sound of bones breaking back and forth in this world, making them stunned. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Obviously, even they didn't expect that the Sword Emperor Mihawk, who had just been defeated, and the tyrant who was seriously injured and covered in blood could still be so fierce and so strong that he would beat the black devil again, and the unbelievable voice came out of their mouths.
"Damn, is there any mistake, the seriously injured tyrant is even stronger than before?
"Is this the name of a tyrant?
"Tyrant, against the sky, deserves to be my idol!"
"If this continues, the Dark Devil will be killed. ”
"This tyrant didn't take Viagra, but rubbed the Indian god oil and brought it to Jieshibang......"
"Ouch, my brother...... Don't fight, I can see that the old lady's eyes are spent!"
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While everyone was shocked and shocked by the terrifying strength displayed by the tyrant and the picture of the black devil beating, only one person's brows were tightly furrowed at this moment, he was the man holding the black sword and covering his face with a hat!
Looking at the tyrant who displayed the Peerless Overlord and activated the heart of the mad demon to beat the black devil, the sharp eyes of the man in the hat were full of deep worry, and the murmur came from his mouth: "Can't you hold it?"
"Poof...... Ahem......"
As the words of the man in the hat fell, the tyrant Lan Feng, who was originally violently beating the black devil, holding the anti-dragon sword and carrying the Ling Yan killing machine to stab the black devil's heart, was suddenly stunned at this moment, his ruddy face turned pale at this moment, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth, and the powerful and terrifying aura emanating from his whole body suddenly became weak as he spat out blood!
The heart-piercing pain, like a sharp pain like a knife twisting and peeling the skin, surged like a tide, permeating all parts of Lan Feng's body, making his face extremely ugly, and a crazy roar resounded in his heart: "Damn, it's almost there!
"Boom!"
As the roar in Lan Feng's heart sounded, he gritted his teeth violently, endured the severe pain in his body, and stabbed the anti-dragon sword in his hand fiercely at the heart of the black devil!
The sound of the clothes cracking quietly sounded, and bright red blood suddenly splashed in front of the eyes of the tyrant Lan Feng.
"Get out!"
The sharp reverse dragon sword pierced the black devil's body in an instant, and Lan Feng used all the strength of his body, clenched his fist, raised his right foot, and slammed the black devil's body with the last strength of his body, and the roar came from his mouth.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the black devil's body was kicked by the huge force carried by the soles of Lan Feng's feet, and it shot out backwards like a cannonball, smashing the ice in the distance, and erupted into a dull and incomparably loud sound!
Ice crystals are flying, the cold is pervasive, blood is rampant, and I don't know whether to live or die!
"Poof...... Ahem......"
At the moment when the black devil was knocked away with one blow, the injuries in Lan Feng's body could no longer be suppressed, and the sequelae of the Chu family's stunt overlord Wushuang struck, so that he no longer had the slightest strength to support his body, and a mouthful of jet-black blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell headlong on the ice, making a dull sound.
"Ahem......"
Tearing his heart and lungs, the pain of the saber scraping his bones spread to every corner of Lan Feng's body, causing his bloody body to tremble and twitch because of the pain, his face also became distorted because of the pain, and his mouth kept coughing with bright red blood.
Lan Feng clenched his teeth, endured the severe pain, stretched out his bloodstained palm, trembling and with difficulty, he took out a blue potion from his pocket that was given to him by Su Hanyan when he was leaving, took out a blue potion from the vault of the Swiss bank, put it to his mouth, and drank it......
As soon as the potion was entered, a cold intent struck Lan Feng's whole body, causing the flesh and cells of his whole body to undergo a new transformation as if they had entered another world space at this moment, leaving only the pain of tearing his body!
Then, Lan Feng endured the sharp pain of his body being torn, and slowly crawled on the ice, grasping the fallen dragon thorn not far away in his hand.
As Lan Feng held the dragon thorn in his hand, his already vaguely collapsed consciousness could no longer support it, making him completely faint.
Looking at the past tyrant Lan Feng, the guards of the Dark Demon Hall and the Heavenly God Palace Alliance, you look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to step forward to attack the tyrant!
"Adult ......"
Looking at this scene, the surgical evil doctor Jeffrey and the others who guarded the god of wisdom, Mi Weier, couldn't help but let out an exclamation in their mouths, and rushed towards the tyrant Lan Feng frantically with steps.
"My lord, how are you?"
"Your Excellency...... Wake up......"
In just an instant, the surgical evil doctor Jeffrey, Limia and others appeared in front of the tyrant Lan Feng, helped him up, and as soon as he checked the injury, he fed the healing elixir into his mouth, and the voice with deep concern came from their mouths.
However, Lan Feng still fell into a coma and fell asleep, without the slightest response, his face was pale, there was constantly bright red blood flowing out of his mouth, and his body was constantly twitching because of the severe pain, even if he was asleep, the pain was already torturing him, his body, and his spirit......
In Lan Feng's body, the icy qi transformed by the medicine developed by Su Hanyan was quietly running in his body at this time, as if injecting new vitality into Lan Feng's body, like a catalyst, constantly pouring into the hidden dragon soul cells in Lan Feng's body, making the sleeping dragon soul cells quietly wake up at this moment, and then revolve around the blood flowing in Lan Feng's body, scattering into his limbs and hundreds of remains, silently repairing and stabilizing his injuries!
At the same time, the Tai Chi Heart in Lan Feng's body was also quietly running at this moment, and the vitality qi generated by Lan Feng's cultivation of the Nine Transformations Soul Fixing Needle was also mobilized at this moment, making the various energies in Lan Feng's body operate in the momentum of Yin and Yang Tai Chi, so as to achieve a new balance.
This is another new transformation of Lan Feng's body, what kind of mutation will be produced by the catalytic fusion of dragon soul cells developed by Su Hanyan?
No one knows, maybe it's an extremely long process!
However, the injury suffered by Lan Feng's body now was the most serious one he had so far, even when he was seriously injured when he killed the Evil Ghost Emperor and ascended the throne, or even when Su Yuefeng was poisoned and was dying, it was not as serious as this time!
This is the most serious injury ever for Lan Feng!
However, this man used his not strong body to defeat the Sword Emperor Mihawk and the Black Dragon successively, and protected what he wanted to protect.
With his body, with his will, he protected everyone!
"Ahem......"
At this moment, a crisp cough sounded quietly, and the black devil who was pierced through his body by the Reverse Dragon Sword and smashed by Lan Feng into the distance let out a violent cough, and slowly stood up in the midst of people's incomparably uproar and shocked eyes, and Sen Ran's voice came out of his mouth.
"Boom...... Tyrant, have you finally fallen?"
"But...... I'm still alive!"