"Legend has it that there is a scroll in the Desert of Death that can resurrect the dead, I always thought it was a joke based on falsehood, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

The white-haired old man said in shock, and at the same time, there was a deep loss on his face, the scroll that can resurrect the dead is also a super rare treasure for saint-level martial artists!

"Of course it's true, and only you unheard of people would take him for a joke!"

Feng Xingyun's voice suddenly came out, the damage of the thunderbolt lightning was worse after all, and the amount of Feng Xingyun's blood was too high, so one thunderbolt lightning was not enough to kill him!

Although he didn't die, Feng Xingyun was afraid for a while, and he was secretly glad in his heart, when he gave the royal appraisal scroll, he kept an eye on it and unloaded the two pieces of equipment with strength on his body, otherwise the thunderbolt lightning identified with his 12-point strength would have damage as high as 350 points, and after such a thunderbolt, Feng Xingyun was afraid that he would really hang up!

After releasing four healing injuries in a row, Feng Xingyun's health value was fully restored, and after giving the powerful treasure to the water and using it gently, his current strength is only 9 points, and the health value recovered by the healing magic is only 75 points!

"You...... You're not dead! ”

Seeing Feng Xingyun who was gently supported by the water to stand up, the two saint-level martial artists on the opposite side were all frightened, Feng Xingyun was not dead, which meant that their plan to use people to disguise themselves as Feng Xingyun's relatives to sneak attack Feng Xingyun failed!

Old man Xue also looked at Feng Xingyun strangely, although he had just been resurrected, the strength of a saint-level martial artist was still there, but just now he didn't find that Feng Xingyun was not dead, around Feng Xingyun, there was an energy force field that isolated his perception, so that he couldn't explore the details!

"Are you naïve to use the scrolls I identified against me?"

Feng Xingyun said coldly.

"Big brother!"

The thin old man looked at the white-haired old man and shouted!

The white-haired old man turned his head to look at the thin old man, and instantly understood the meaning in his eyes - do it!

"Kill!"

The white-haired old man gave an order, he now understands that after this experience, they are already unending with Feng Xingyun, and it is impossible to make Feng Xingyun surrender, it is better to arrest all the people in front of him who are closest to Feng Xingyun, and let Feng Xingyun be a mouse!

With the order of the white-haired old man, a group of sixth-level martial artists rushed out from the surroundings and rushed to the ring!

The white-haired old man and the thin old man were not idle, they rushed over as soon as possible, the thin old man rushed towards the old man Xue, wanting to entangle him, and the white-haired old man, the target was directly at Fengyun.

The methods of several saint-level martial artists are ineffective against Feng Xingyun, so they choose the methods of ordinary martial artists to deal with Feng Xingyun, even if it is the means of ordinary martial artists, in their hands, they are definitely not comparable to ordinary sixth-level martial artists!

As for why they didn't blast the entire ring together with the entire playground with one move, it was because they were still afraid, afraid that they would not be able to kill Feng Xingyun, but would kill other people, and then they would not only have to face Feng Xingyun's crazy revenge, but also face the two big families of the Yan family and the Shui family.

"Shameless!"

Old man Xue roared, flew up, and faced the two people in the sky, as a saint-level martial artist, he knew better than anyone the horror of a saint-level martial artist, and he knew the gap between a saint-level martial artist and ordinary people, so for the safety of these people in the ring, he could only take the initiative to attack and stop the two of them!

"Old man Xue, your opponent is me!"

The thin old man roared, waving the swarthy dagger in his hand to kill Old Man Xue, while the white-haired old man continued to rush towards Feng Xingyun in the ring!

"Boom!"

Old man Xue and the thin old man collided fiercely, both are saint-level martial artists, Old Man Xue has no ability to stop the two of them at the same time, if he really does this, then he will have only one end, that is, to die again!

Old man Xue and the thin old man are extremely restrained, try not to cause the aftermath of the battle between the two to spread to the ring, the thin old man has scruples, and the old man Xue wants to protect the people in the ring!

"Michael, kill this old man for me!"

Feng Xingyun was holding back the fire in his belly at this time, and when he saw the white-haired old man rushing towards him, how could he hide it and let Michael do it directly!

"Yes, young master!"

Michael agreed, and the wings behind him stirred, and he greeted the white-haired old man!

"A birdman with wings dares to come to block the way of this saint, it's just looking for death!"

Seeing the archangel coming up, the white-haired old man was very disdainful, but he didn't plan to entangle with the archangel, his goal was to be popular, as for the archangel, with the speed of the sixth-level martial artist that the archangel is showing now, it would be a fool's dream to stop him!

Seeing the slow speed of the archangel, Feng Xingyun suddenly smiled.

When he was in the world of "Heroes and Invincible", the archangel was stupid and stupid in his eyes, but he didn't expect that after he came out, he actually learned to play conspiracy!

The white-haired old man and the archangel approached quickly, and soon they were about to stagger, and suddenly the speed of the archangel skyrocketed, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and the real body disappeared from the sight of the white-haired old man in an instant.

"That's not right!"

As a saint-level martial artist, the white-haired old man could clearly feel the changes around him, and as soon as the archangel accelerated, he realized that something was wrong, but unfortunately it was already too late!

The strength of the archangel itself is more than a step stronger than that of the white-haired old man, you must know that the angel is already a saint-level martial artist, and the archangel is an upgraded class of angels, and his strength should have exceeded the saint-level, which is about the same as the strength level of the desert sand worm king that Feng Xingyun encountered!

The crushing of strength, the assistance of magic, and the mental arithmetic and unintentional, the white-haired old man didn't even have time to react, and his head was cut off by the archangel's sword, and his head was in a different place, and he couldn't die anymore!

The white-haired old man's head rolled down from the sky, his eyes widened, and they were full of fear and disbelief!

"Big brother!"

Seeing the white-haired old man's head cut off by a sword, the thin old man's eyes were about to split, and at the same time, endless fear rose in his heart!

He never dreamed that the birdman with a unique shape and wings next to Feng Xingyun was actually a saint-level martial artist, and a saint-level martial artist whose strength far surpassed them!

"I'm fighting with you!"

The thin old man roared, and his body swelled up like a balloon, this was a sign of self-detonation, a move in which the saint-level martial artists were all killed!

Choosing the extreme way of self-destruction, the thin old man had no choice but to do it, the speed of the archangel was too fast, so fast that he didn't have the slightest certainty that he could escape from the archangel's hands.

Since there is no escape, the same fate is his only choice, if Feng Xingyun is killed because of this, then he will not be wronged even if he dies, and there is a great hope for this.

"it!"

Seeing the thin old man's suddenly swollen body, a saint-level martial artist like Old Man Xue couldn't help but scold, then turned around and ran, flying down to the ring, at the critical moment, he hadn't forgotten his great-granddaughter Mengmeng!

"Michael!"

Feng Xingyun shouted, and at the same time, a magic was released on the archangel!

The archangel felt the magic on his body, instantly understood the meaning of Feng Xingyun, and rushed towards the thin old man!

"No matter how fast you are, it's useless, hahaha...... Die! ”

Seeing Michael rushing towards him, the thin old man let out a cruel laugh!

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering bang, a shockwave like a nuclear explosion swept through, destroying everything in its path!

Everything within a radius of a kilometer, people, trees, flowers, monsters, and buildings, were all destroyed!

The royal warriors who ambushed a group of people around them, except for the outermost few who survived, all the others died in the self-explosion of the thin old man!

However, the shock wave formed by the thin old man after his self-explosion was not a perfect circle, but a gap of sixty degrees, and the location of the gap was exactly the ring where a group of people were located!

"Ahem...... Originally, there was a playground, but now there is a ring left, ahem......"

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, revealing a group of people in the ring.

"This is the self-detonation of a saint-level martial artist? It's spectacular, ahem......"

"I've only seen in books how powerful the self-explosion of a saint-level martial artist is, ahem...... Now I'm finally seeing the real guy, it's really amazing, ahem......"

"Ahem, I almost thought I was going to die, ahem......"

……

"How is this possible?"

While everyone was shocked by the infinite power of the saint-level martial artist's self-explosion, Old Man Xue looked at the winged figure in the sky in shock!

As a saint-level martial artist, no one knows better than him how powerful a saint-level martial artist can self-destruct, a saint-level martial artist self-destructs, and a saint-level martial artist within fifty meters nearby cannot survive at all, and the archangel is less than two meters away from the thin old man!

With such a close distance, let alone surviving, there will not even be a trace of bones left!

But the archangel in front of him, under such a self-explosion, survived intact, which ...... It's beyond his imagination!

"Young master, are you alright?"

The archangel flew down from the sky and asked with concern when he walked up to Feng Xingyun.

"I'm fine, it's just that my chest is shocked and uncomfortable, everyone is okay, right?"

Feng Xingyun waved his hand, signaling that he was okay!

The archangel endured all the damage caused by the thin old man's self-explosion, and they were only affected by a little aftermath, but even so, Feng Xingyun felt a bit of discomfort in his chest, if he checked his state now, he must have found that his blood volume had dropped at least fifty points!

A saint-level martial artist is worthy of being a saint-level martial artist, even if the archangel blocks all the damage in this direction in front, just a little aftermath from other directions will make him injured, and this is when he releases all the defensive magic, including the four-system defensive magic.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many defenses on the body, I was afraid that many of these people in the ring would die, and you must know that they only have a blood volume of more than 100 in their early days, and there is no way to compare with the wind and clouds!

"Brother Yun, Maizi and Chasing the Wind seem to have fainted!"

Shui's soft and anxious voice suddenly came, among these people, Chasing Feng and Mai Jianzhong's cultivation was the lowest, although Mengmeng's strength was also low, but she was specially protected by Old Man Xue, and she was not harmed!

"I'll see!"

Feng Xingyun hurriedly walked to Chasing Feng and Mai Jianzhong, and the two perspective eyes were released.

"It's fine!"

Seeing the situation of the two of them, Feng Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, the defense of the two of them was much lower than that of Feng Xingyun, so the damage they received was even higher than that of Feng Xingyun, it had exceeded 70 points, and the remaining blood volume was only twenty or thirty points!

"Heal!"

As soon as Feng Xingyun raised his hand, a healing wound was released, and the blood volume of 75 points of healing was restored, plus the removal of the negative state, Chasing Feng and Mai Jianzhong all woke up, and the uncomfortable feeling on the other people disappeared!

"Wake up, wake up!"

Seeing Chasing Feng and Mai Jianzhong waking up, everyone cheered happily.

"Ahem...... I didn't expect this old man's self-explosion to be so powerful that it stunned me and Maizi! ”

Chasing the wind was a little embarrassed, and Maizi's face was also a little embarrassed, this is really embarrassing, everyone didn't faint, just he and Chasing the wind fainted!

"You...... Are you alright? How did you do it! ”

It wasn't until Feng Xingyun's healing was released and Chasing Feng and Mai Jianzhong woke up that Old Man Xue came back from the shock, looked at the archangel with straight eyes and asked.

For a saint-level martial artist like him, there are very few things in this world that can shock them, but today he encountered several at once, being secretly attacked and killed by his most trusted friend, resurrected after death, and surviving the self-explosion of a saint-level martial artist, every thing fiercely stirred his nerves.

The archangel glanced at Old Man Xue and didn't speak, except for Feng Xingyun, he didn't bother to deal with these outsiders, even if Old Man Xue was a saint-level martial artist.

"Grandpa, this must be the big brother who used powerful magic, if I'm not mistaken, the big brother used the 'anti-demon law' for the big heaven at the end, so the archangel will have nothing to do!"

Meng Meng saw that her grandfather was deflated, and immediately stood up and explained.

"Anti-demon, law? What kind of magic is that, which can actually stop the self-explosion of a saint-level martial artist? ”

Old man Xue asked in shock.

"That's a powerful magic, it can be immune to the damage of any elemental power, so the archangel will be fine, in fact, if we give Brother Yun some time and give each of us a demon resistance Dafa, the self-explosion of the emaciated old man will not cause any harm to us at all!"

Meng Meng said proudly, such a powerful skill, it won't take long for her to be able to master it!

"Immune to damage from all elemental powers?"

Old Man Xue was shocked again, if it weren't for the cute cuteness he loved the most, he wondered if he had arrived in a strange world.

"Actually, it's not as powerful as you think, the archangel is actually injured, but it's just not fatal!"

Feng Xingyun walked over and said, the archangel can ignore Old Man Xue, a saint-level martial artist, but Feng Xingyun can't.

Whether it was Old Man Xue's identity as the guardian of the Howling Wind Academy, or the identity of Grandpa Mengmeng, it was impossible for him to put on a score in front of Old Man Xue.

It is also true that the archangel is injured when he says that the archangel is immune to all elemental power because of the anti-demon and law reasons, but he is not immune to some physical damage caused by self-explosion. (To be continued.) )