In the tree hole, Wu Feng watched in despair as the demonic fire was extinguished little by little, his face was dead, the seven orifices that were still bleeding, with the empty left hand, the dilapidated body that was soft on the ground, was extremely miserable.

The illusory old man in the air was still there, looking at Wu Feng's eyes with disdain and annoyance, because he had consumed a lot of his strength in order to extinguish the demonic fire just now, but he didn't expect the demonic fire to be so domineering, and his current body was really ...... , In addition to the appearance is better than Wu Feng, the parts are all there, the most condensed phantom is the outermost edge, and now he is standing in the air as if he is a transparent human container.

Whew, there was no wind in the tree hole, and Wu Feng was blowing all over his body as if he had fallen into the ice, and his face changed wildly all of a sudden. Because for some reason, the old man suddenly changed his attention again, and he was not ready to catch Wu Feng's soul back, he had already moved to Wu Feng with murderous intent, and the wind just now was the boundless murderous aura he released.

Wu Feng's heart suddenly burst, and when he raised his head, he saw that the old man raised his hand and pointed at Wu Feng. Suddenly, a vortex of aura swayed on the fingertip of the finger, and the surrounding aura frantically gathered towards his finger in the whistling sound, and a beating point of light on the fingertip gradually condensed, and the light continued to become stronger.

Looking at the sudden change, Wu Feng's face flashed with determination, and the roar like a mad beast came out of his mouth, and the whole body rose with a crimson demonic flame, and at the same time, the entire tree hole was filled with blood mist in an instant, and a three-headed and hundred-eyed, hundred-handed, four-legged, open-mouthed and spitting fire, closing the mouth to swallow the sun and the moon Asura, the mouth of the surrounding blood mist instantly merged into a blood-colored torrent that was swallowed by his whale, and turned his head to stare at the old man in the sky fiercely.

The old man in the air saw the sudden change and stared at the Asura in the air, his face also became extremely ugly, because he was just a clone condensed with spiritual power, and he sensed that the mark he had planted on the demon vine had been destroyed, and he was worried that the demon grass would be in danger, so he condensed his hundreds of years of essence into a clone, and rushed here across the void from countless distant spaces.

It's just that crossing the void is also an extremely difficult thing for him, even if the body of a person in the Immortal Secret Realm can't withstand the washing of the void turbulence without the protection of a foreign treasure, and he used a special method to condense his own essence into a spiritual power clone, and with the power sealed in the demon grass's body in advance as a guide, he dared to walk in it, even so, when he arrived here, the doppelganger power that had been condensed by abandoning hundreds of years of essence was also consumed.

The remaining strength was only the strength that could be used to display the first layer of the Heaven Realm, just now, when he appeared, he saw that Wu Feng was just a Jindan second-layer ant, and he was also relieved in his heart, and he didn't immediately kill Wu Feng.

Knowing that Wu Feng made the recognition of the master, refining the blood demon flame, these two things consumed a lot of spiritual power when he made a move, and these spiritual powers were all attracted and replenished by his clone, how could he not be angry.

At the same time, he also felt that his strength had been greatly suppressed in the border wasteland ruins, and his strength was actually suppressed to the peak of the Jindan period here, so he later changed his attention to kill Wu Feng here.

At this time, the old man looked at the Asura in the air, felt his fierce and extraordinary momentum, and couldn't help but increase the spiritual power output on his fingers, and the beating light on the tips of his fingers became more and more dazzling, and then as soon as his eyes were cold, his fingers pointed at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng also gritted his teeth when he saw this, success or failure was here, his hand shook, and the Peerless Sky Piercing Dagger was grabbed by the Asura in the air, and then directly crashed into that bit of light.

Asura's blow carried all Wu Feng's hopes, and with the determination to become a benevolent person if he didn't succeed, this blow was already the most powerful attack that Wu Feng could use now. As Asura flew, the entire body of the dryad was constantly trembling, and countless cracks were suddenly added to the dryad's body, and bursts of writhing ripples appeared in the air of Asura, and in front of him, the tip of the dagger, and even saw that the space had been torn out of a hair-like black crack, as if he could tear the space apart with a little more strength.

Poof, Wu Feng was stunned, and the old man was shocked, his face was shocked. The moment the asura slammed into the light with the dagger in his hand, the light was cut from the middle like paper, unable to recondense or explode again, completely losing contact with the caster, the two halves of light flickered and fell in the air and then turned into a little luminous light and disappeared, and at this moment, the dagger in asura's hand flashed silver light and disappeared. The Asura was still rushing towards the old man who had been broken by the spell and was trembling all over his body to bear the power of the backlash.

Poon, the old man's figure in the air trembled, and he looked down in disbelief at the hole in his chest, the hole that even the essence could not repair, the essence continued to flow out of the hole.

The figure flashed, and the old man who was almost melting on the edge dodged Asura's attack, and when he flashed again, he actually appeared in the sky above Wu Feng, and the whole person pressed it with a palm on the illusory body.

The asura who was thrown down in the air roared angrily and turned around and rushed over, but his speed was unfathomable compared to the unfathomable strength of the old man.

Wu Feng was there, although he knew in his heart that the old man would definitely want to kill himself before he dissipated, and he would definitely flash here to attack him, but it was one thing to know, and it was another thing to be able to react.

The difference between Wu Feng and the old man can be described as 108,000 miles, in terms of strength, even if the old man is pressed by the strange force in the border ruins on the tenth layer of Jindan, he is still so much higher than Wu Feng, in the realm, the old man is the person who has mastered the application of the rules, and at least the level of peeping into the heavenly realm, and it is countless times higher than Wu Feng's person who doesn't even know what the rules are.

Wu Feng also knew this, and now Wu Feng had the advantage of the weird dagger in his hand and the strong repair ability of his body. In addition, even if ten Wu Feng blew himself up at the same time, Jin Dan might not be able to hurt the old man in the slightest.

Therefore, Wu Feng can only use these two advantages to confront in order to shorten the gap between the two, at this time, the sneak attack of the old man made Wu Feng know that he didn't have time to react, and he didn't even have time to react when he handed over the dagger in his hand.

Boom, there was another explosion sound, the blood mist was filled, Wu Feng used the blood demon's remnant self-explosion method to self-detonate, self-detonated his left foot, narrowly avoided the old man's original slap at Wu Feng Tianling's palm, and made that palm hit Wu Feng's abdomen who was being thrown away by the power of self-explosion.

Bang, that palm pierced Wu Feng's abdomen, and the remaining strength directly knocked the dryad below into a deep cave.

Wow, the spirit blood sacrifice, Wu Feng frantically burned his own blood, taking advantage of this moment's close approach, the peerless dagger in his hand flashed one after another, leaving a series of cut marks on the old man's illusory body.

A muffled snort sounded, and the illusory old man who was hit hard was also crazy, and let Wu Feng cut it without dodging or dodging, and slapped it on Wu Feng's forehead, recognizing that he wanted to kill Wu Feng, and recognizing that he wanted to explode Wu Feng's head, trying to slap Wu Feng's sea of knowledge.

In this way, even if Wu Feng's physical body repair ability is perverted, he will have to die immediately, because the old man's strength realm, especially the control of the power of rules, can definitely directly beat Wu Feng's entire head into nothingness, and he doesn't even have a chance to repair it.

Wu Feng's face was shocked, he didn't expect that it was not only himself who would be desperate, but also the old man, and he could also, he relied on self-explosion to avoid the key point at such a long distance, and he couldn't dodge at such a short distance, even if it was too late to self-detonate, he could only look at the infinitely magnified palm, and his heart was desperate.

Bang bang, the sound of continuous gong strikes sounded, it turned out that Asura finally arrived at this most critical moment, and completely broke up the old man whose chest was almost cut off by Wu Feng, and at this time, the old man's palm was only the thickness of a finger from Wu Feng's forehead. At that moment, Wu Feng brushed shoulders with death.