Blood began to flow out of Feng Xingtian's chest, even though he knew that this was not a fatal injury, Ning Feng behind him saw the blood stains on the ice, Feng Xingjun and Feng Xingyun heard the painful snort of the eldest brother, and immediately roared anxiously.

"Big Brother Wind"

"Big brother!"

Huang Ji Dao glanced at Feng Xingtian with some surprise, at this moment Ye Xiaohu had been beaten half to death by him and fell into the ice, since he had made up his mind to kill the third son of the Feng family, he naturally would not have the benevolence of a woman anymore, and the second piece of the short sword was stabbed out as fast as lightning, and went straight to the door of Feng Xingtian, so that Feng Xingtian died in his own hands, and it was not considered to insult the name of his Feng family's descendants, Huang Ji Dao thought to himself.

Feng Xingyun and Feng Xingjun shouted angrily and surged up their spiritual power with their weapons and blasted towards the Emperor Pole Dao, how could the latter care, they spent lightly, and the angle of the tricky killing momentum remained unchanged and forced towards Feng Xingtian, Feng Xingtian saw that the sharp sword was like a sharp blade, carrying the overwhelming power to come, the ice under his eyes surged, desperately trying to condense the spiritual power to resist, but the disparity in the realm and the strange means of the Emperor Pole Dao really made him helpless, coupled with the impact of the injury, the ice shield that had just appeared in front of the arm met the sword momentum of the Emperor Pole Dao and collapsed inch by inch。

Father, mother, the child is useless, your great revenge can not be avenged with your own hands! Qing'er, thank God for letting me be popular in the sky when I was at a low point in my life with you, but I'm sorry, I am responsible for you, although fame and wealth are like white clouds and dogs, but the enmity of parents is not shared, I now understand that when I decided to take revenge, in fact, I have lost more.

Feng Xingtian's eyes were a little red, the strength of the Emperor Pole Dao, the current Imperial City King was unstoppable, under the serious injury, he became more and more calm, and figured out some of the problems that he was unwilling or didn't have time to think about, in front of a strong man like the Emperor Pole Dao, and even his spiritual sense was deterred under his serious injury, and he didn't even have the power to choose to explode the sea of qi and the Emperor Pole Dao together, so after the futile struggle, his eyes were indifferent except for calm.

"Can you tell me who you are?" Feng Xingtian closed his eyes and looked at the short sword that was getting closer and closer to him and asked, Huang Jidao gently spit out three words, Feng Xingtian was stunned when he heard this, and the moment the short sword touched the wound in his heart again, he suddenly laughed, Huang Jidao saw pity and ridicule in his eyes, and suddenly became furious, filled with a few more strength in his hand, and pushed the short sword out fiercely.

However, as soon as the short sword was taken off his hand, it didn't move forward much before it was caught, Ning Feng grabbed Feng Xingtian with one hand and retreated sideways, and the short sword was tightly pulled with one hand to prevent it from moving forward, letting the blood between his five fingers be drenched and blurred, Ning Feng only knew that the imperial sword qi that carried the four swords of Guiyuan combined with the brute force wrapped in spiritual power to grab it desperately.

Huang Ji Dao saw a sword shadow clone on Ning Feng's side, and suddenly exclaimed: "You are actually also an innate sword vein, after my third brother, there is actually another sword Dao wizard in the world!" Then his eyes became sharp, his face became gloomy, and he roared in his heart: "This person is also the helper of the Feng family, the third son of the Feng family plus him and the one who was seriously injured by me before, so that the five of them grow up enough to dominate the continent, where is there a foothold for my royal descendants, no, these five sons can't stay alive, kill!"

Ning Feng didn't know that his ability to resist the sword momentum of the Emperor Pole Dao was not because of his brute force or spiritual power, but because the four swords of Guiyuan combined with his innate spiritual veins had a certain impact on the short sword of the Emperor Pole Dao, but this influence would be ignored because of the disparity in strength, so the Emperor Pole Dao's eyes were sharp, and after drinking with both hands, the short sword began to move forward again, Ning Feng's face changed greatly, knowing that he would definitely not be able to block this blow, so he used all his strength to push Feng Xingtian sideways.

Feng Xingtian's chest was cut by the short sword for a long bloody wound, but the short sword successfully avoided his heart, just a long blow on the epidermis, and then the trend did not decrease, straight towards Ning Feng's chest, Ning Feng pushed away Feng Xingtian had already done his best, and the hand holding the short sword was loosened, plus he couldn't resist it, and the sound was pierced into his chest, at this time, Feng Xingjun and Feng Xingyun killed again, and when they saw this scene, they all called Ning Feng with red eyes.

The fat man who was thrown halfway by Ning Feng out of the imperial mausoleum happened to arrive in a hurry to see this scene, and rushed forward to support Ning Feng, who was falling backwards, and glanced at the three Feng brothers who were blocking the emperor's path, and began to deal with Ning Feng's injuries, at a glance, his movements suddenly froze, his eyes became dull, and he said: "Boss Ning, don't scare me, all the internal organs are broken, you hold on, I want to find a way!"

The fat man was anxious to rummage through the storage ring, and after a few breaths, cold sweat began to overflow on his forehead, after so many years, the fat man felt very frustrated for the first time, his medical skills are definitely the best in the world among the Danshi pharmacists of the same age, but so what, it's not that he can't save Ning Feng, who is now sluggish, Ning Feng's injury is only one aspect, demonic erosion is the most terrifying, and the fat man has only been able to reluctantly use the pill to suppress the spread of demonic nature for him so far.

Feng Xingyun was kicked by Huang Jidao to the fat man's side, he staggered to Ning Feng's side with blood in his mouth, looked at the indifferent and depressed fat man and said: "What's wrong with Brother Ning, you quickly think of a way to save him, we can't hold it anymore, take him away!"

Feng Xingyun's words suddenly reminded the fat man, a few breaths, the weapon was still inserted in Ning Feng's chest, the Emperor Ji Dao fist was to the flesh, the three brothers of the Feng family were still alive It was almost a miracle, he was still in a daze here, he immediately took out a bottle of pill from his arms and handed it to Feng Xingyun Dao: "This is the Violent Blood Madness Divine Pill, which can improve your cultivation in a great realm, awaken your bloodline in half an hour, I will take him away and drag this person, please." ”

Feng Xingyun didn't ask about the consequences, and didn't even mind that the fat man was almost a move to send the three brothers of the Feng family to death, opened the bottle and swallowed one, and suddenly his face was radiant, and his breath was climbing day by day, and the eyelids of the Emperor Dao, who was about to put the wind marching to death, suddenly turned around and saw Feng Xingyun with red eyes, Feng Xingyun's strength skyrocketed, and at the same time, he stepped forward to attack the Emperor Ji Dao and explained the effect of the pill to the two brothers at the same time, and the three of them skyrocketed their cultivation one after another, and temporarily promoted to the category of emperor-level powerhouses, which can be dragged down by the Emperor Ji Dao。

The fat man picked up Ning Feng on his back, looked at Ling'er who was helping Ye Xiaohu in the distance, and hurriedly ran over and said: "Carry him on your back, follow me quickly, this Emperor Ji Dao is a monster, we have to escape, we can go one by one!" Ling'er only had Ye Xiaohu in his eyes, how could he take care of other people, and when he heard this, expectations appeared on the face of the pear blossom with rain, and he followed with the unconscious Ye Xiaohu on his back.

After running for almost two or three miles, the fat man thought that he should be safe here, put Ning Feng down after a pile of rubble, first took the pill for Ye Xiaohu to deal with his injuries, and then looked at Ning Feng with a sad brow, Ning Feng's injury was not so much an external injury, but an internal injury, the sword of the Emperor Ji Dao seemed to have shattered Ning Feng's internal organs, but the latter's monster-like recovery ability coupled with the origin of the wood, recovery is only a matter of time, the terrible thing is that his previous spiritual sense was too overdrawn, and the growth of demonic nature has entered his brain and began to affect its spiritual power, once this emotion intensifies, it is very likely to cause Ning Feng to never wake up again, and finally even the vitality of the body will slowly disappear。

The fat man tried to call the old ghost, but it had no effect, and the old ghost was also hit hard today, and fell into a deep sleep.

Ning Feng's sea of consciousness is the battle between heaven and man at this moment, he feels so tired, his whole head is like a needle pricking knife, he can't wait for someone to smash it with a punch to help him get free, he saw that a pitch-black thing is constantly spreading, the entire sea of consciousness is empty except for the black that spreads out, there is only a piece of chaos, a sword shadow appeared, and then several sword shadows appeared, and began to entangle with these black demonic qi, their entanglement not only did not make Ning Feng sober, but made him more painful, he held his head and his hands unconsciously slammed into a fist on the ice, and the demonic energy rolled so that the fat man who found this scene on the side was worried。

The fat man tried to wake up Ning Feng, but a few steps forward was choked by the unconscious latter and slowly lifted up, no matter how sad Ling'er beside Ye Xiaohu was, he couldn't watch the fat man being strangled to death, but before she stepped forward, the fat man felt that the hand that was choking his neck began to lose his strength, and then he first fell on the ice that was broken a lot, and then Ning Feng fell next to him.

The fat man helped Ning Feng to take the pulse for him worriedly, digging in his heart to hear the old man mention the bits and pieces about the demon clan over the years, and finally desperately found that he really couldn't help Ning Feng, and he was originally injured to stop the bleeding for Ning Feng, but just now he opened the wound under this rage, and the whole body was bright red like a bloody man, and the fat man carefully bandaged the wound for him, and suddenly Ning Feng's hand moved, his eyelids jumped, and a weak voice came from the fat man's ear: "Help...... Do me a favor, I ...... I'm in so much pain right now, help...... Help me ......"

The fat man was overjoyed when he woke up, and when he saw his painful expression, he knew that it was demonic blood, so he said: "You say, if there is anything I can help, I will definitely help, but if I am asked to kill you, forget it, you bear with it, the demonic nature is not impossible to suppress artificially." ”

Ning Feng smiled far-fetchedly, pulled the wound and suddenly grinned, "No, I want you to relieve some pain for me, you ...... Do you remember when I said I ...... I'm a spirit sealer, right?"

The fat man nodded suddenly, and said, "This naturally remembers, is there any other way for the spirit seal master to suppress the demonic nature?"

Ning Feng's eyes moved, and he immediately nodded heavily, and said softly: "It was the old ghost who told me, by the way, you remember to find some soul-nourishing things for me, and put the broken sword in the soaked water, which will help the old ghost's injury." ”

Seeing that Ning Feng could speak, the fat man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said immediately: "Okay, you still have the mind to worry about others, let's take care of yourself first, say, how can I help you?"

Ning Feng was silent for a moment and said, "You take a drop of blood from my heart, and then draw a gossip pattern on my qi sea, if I say something, I will immediately hit the light cluster that appeared in my qi sea into my mind, that is, go to the center of my eyebrows and wipe it with my blood." ”

The fat man was skeptical when he heard this, and said with some uncertainty: "As far as I know, any method that involves using essence blood as a guide will not end well, you won't lie to me, right?"

Ning Feng coughed twice, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and he half-jokingly said: "Look at the way I look now, I have been injured like this, and I still have the intention to lie to you? What secret methods are risky, do you want me to say it? Fat man hurry up, cough cough, just treat it as a dead horse and be a live horse doctor, otherwise I will have to wait for death!"

The fat man thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was really the case, and immediately said: "Okay, you bear with me, I'll take a drop of blood first, and hold on! Well, and then there's the yin and yang gossip, right, hey, why does this light cluster look familiar? Wait......"

The fat man took his blood according to Ning Feng's words and then took out a white light and shadow in his sea of qi, but he always felt like something at that time, and immediately looked at it suspiciously, Ning Feng suddenly grabbed his hand, and quickly drew a line on his forehead, a wolf shadow flickered in the center of Ning Feng's eyebrows, rising to the sky, and then the light dimmed.

The fat man suddenly seemed to remember something, and exclaimed: "You lied to me, I have seen this kind of technique in the afterlife before, that light and shadow is the power of the bloodline of the demonic beast, you are canceling the contract of life and death, right, you fucking explain the aftermath to me!"

Seeing the fat man's anxious expression, Ning Feng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled rarely: " Fatty, I know whether I can live or not, I will hand over the broken sword to you, if I am a brother, do me a favor, find a way to reshape the body of the old ghost, and also, after I die, the body will also be taken away, there are secrets in my qi sea, you can take the rest, but you have to make sure that the three little guys live well, fortunately, I don't know too many people, and you kid will be sad and sad when he dies, but unfortunately, I haven't figured out my life story yet. ”

At the end, Ning Feng's words became self-talking, the fat man's eyes were red, and he said viciously: "Come less, give you face and call the boss, as a result, you still have to trouble me to do so many things when you die, and you still smash my signboard, who will dare to let me see a doctor in the future?"