Chapter 93: Healing

In the air, an angry middle-aged white-robed man, holding Qingcheng, who was missing an arm, was chasing in the direction where Wu Feng was thrown away.

But the man didn't make any more moves, the man stared at Wu Feng who was like a broken sack, and a different color flashed in his eyes, and he was also surprised by Wu Feng's strong vitality. The body was beaten into a pulp, and the three places of Zhihai, Dantian, and Heart were still intact, although they were covered with cracks, but they were not shattered after all.

"Hmph, it seems that there are a lot of treasures on your body, no wonder they can make Qingcheng so miserable, and they are all wiped out, then the loss of the Phantom Moon Sect will be compensated for with the treasures on your body this time" The white-robed middle-aged man looked at Wu Feng and said coldly, as if everything was already doomed.

As the white-robed man approached, Wu Feng finally saw the person who completely crippled himself with a single move. Damn, he doesn't have any three heads and six arms, and he is not a person with five big and three thick feet, how can he be so strong and perverted, Wu Feng will know that there is no hope of escaping on his own, so he can only vent fiercely in his heart.

However, the speed of that person's progress was too fast, when Wu Feng's faint sense of consciousness could see others clearly, when Wu Feng finished cursing two sentences in the field, the person had already arrived in front of Wu Feng, Wu Feng felt the cold light flashing in the person's eyes, and looked at himself as if he was looking at a dead man, if he wasn't surprised by his life ability, Wu Feng had no doubt that the person would slap himself into a pulp of flesh in a long distance.

"Hmph, you can beat that group of people in Qingcheng like that, you do have the capital to be proud, but you are too short-sighted, I don't know if they are people from the Phantom Moon Sect, and you even dare to kill my disciple Qin Feng, I wonder if it is too cheap for you if I kill you directly" The white-robed middle-aged man squinted at Wu Feng and said gloomily.

Wu Feng listened to the man's words, and couldn't help but tremble all over, and the cold air was swishing everywhere, if he was captured alive, he would definitely die even worse.

"Haha, it's not that I don't have long eyes, it's that the eyes of all of you Phantom Moon Sect have grown to the buttocks, and you dare to offend the master, hum, let the master get hurt, you will have to pay the price, it's just that you Phantom Moon Sect are all stupid, and if you can't withstand a little calculation of the master, you will all die, hey, hey, "cough cough, Wu Feng coughed up blood while holding up the words of the white-robed middle-aged man.

"Hmph, if you want to provoke me, if you want to die quickly, you will use this kind of indiscriminate method. Don't worry, you won't die so soon, you must first prepare to pay for the hardships of the eighteen prisons, the punishment of the thirty-six holes, the pain of forty-nine years of physical fusion, and the pain of seventy-two years of soul calcination."

After the white-robed man was praised by Wu Feng, he was even more gloomy and extremely incomparably planning for Wu Feng where he would go for the next hundred years, and the eyes that drifted to Wu Feng were as careful as looking at a work of art, as if he was afraid that Wu Feng would die now.

Hey, the white-robed man who was looking at Wu Feng's body had a look of surprise on his face, "You ......"

At the moment when the white-robed man was shocked and his heart was slightly relieved, a black light slashed across the body of the white-robed man, and a dark space crack disappeared with the black mang, only to see that the white-robed man's body was immediately divided into two sections.

However, there was no blood, internal organs, or anything else leaking out of those two figures, but like flowers in the mist, they gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.

Whew, Wu Feng only felt that the scene in front of him was shaking, dizzy, and the whole person was in a hazy state, only the loud shout in his ears could be heard clearly, "Shadow Demon, are you going to start a war with my Divine Sect Alliance?"

Then, Wu Feng only felt that his eyes suddenly darkened, and he was confused for a while, and his eyelids were pressed down by the deep powerlessness that erupted from his body, and he didn't know anything.

When Wu Feng woke up again, he found himself lying in a cold stone room, black stones, black furnishings, gray air, and a cold breath in the entire stone room. At this time, the only thing Wu Feng could feel warm was the stone couch under his body.

Hmph, a muffled sound suddenly sounded from the empty stone room. Wu Feng felt a small bottle-like thing hit the wound on his body, although there was nothing wrong, but it hurt.

"Well, I can move, there are three healing pills in the bottle, one every month, I will start taking it after five days, there is water and food in it, find it yourself, I will pick you up when the time comes" A voice suddenly sounded in the quiet stone room, and when Wu Feng reacted, this is the life-saving benefactor who saved himself, and when he wanted to find someone, he wanted to ask for something, the voice had disappeared, and now Wu Feng's weak spiritual sense could not detect the place of this stone room at all, let alone find the source of the voice.

"Senior, are you still there?" In the stone room, only Wu Feng's weak voice echoed in it, and it could not be calmed down for a long time, and no one answered for a long time.

Wu Feng was depressed in his heart, but forget it, let's take a look at the black hooligan first, Wu Feng can still feel the weak connection of the black hooligan in the sea of knowledge, but he can't wake up, and the life-saving person didn't throw the black hooligan away like a dead thing when he treated his injury, but still put the black hooligan back on his chest.

Hey, Wu Feng sighed, he didn't know who the person who saved him was, he had never known any great gods, in the sect, except for a few elders of the sect, Wu Feng had never seen any other great supernatural people. After leaving the sect, he was a person with great supernatural powers and did not get acquainted, but he offended many people with great supernatural powers and the sons of those people.

Wu Feng's heart was depressed, others can go into the mountain to go to a latrine, they can meet the person who has become a mosquito and get the exercises, adventures; others go up the tree to make a fruit, accidentally fall off the cliff, can also find the cave of the hidden master, get the adventure, get the magic weapon.

But Wu Feng thinks that he has traveled a lot of places, and he has experienced even more, and he has died twice, but why hasn't he encountered any adventures?

Now God finally opened his eyes, and at the time of his own life and death, a divine soldier descended from the sky and saved himself from the hands of the demon. But that god-man, he didn't see a shadow himself, let alone any benefit to himself, but fortunately, he always saved his life, is this an adventure?

But listening to the cold tone of that person, it doesn't seem that he is very enthusiastic about himself, it can't be that the great supernatural person who went for a ride with irritability because of his overcultivation, passing by, because he was in a good mood at that time, so he saved it.

Wu Feng thought with some resentment in his heart, but when he thought that he was still alive and was saved by that mystery, the resentment in his heart was swept away, and it was replaced by a burst of joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and deep gratitude to that person.

No matter who it is, no matter what his attitude is, he saved Wu Feng's life, that's a fact, and if you want people to face it, you must also have capital that can make people face it, and if that person can save himself from the hands of the white-robed man, you can guess that person's supreme cultivation, and he is indeed just an ant-like existence in his eyes now, maybe not as good as an ant.

Do you, a person, treat the pile of ants in the corner as if they were the people around you, and you will say hello to the ants when you pass by, and go over to say hello when you are full, and go over to chat with him when you have nothing to do? The answer is obvious, no. If so, then such people are either crazy or stupid.