"Kazekage!"

A strong uneasiness surged over Jiang Shuihan's heart, and his heart was full of panic.

"Whew!"

Feng Wuchen's figure appeared out of thin air in the enchantment, just dozens of meters away from the cold river.

"In an hour, I haven't recovered much from my injuries. Feng Wuchen looked at Jiang Shui Han with a playful face.

When Jiang Shuihan saw the moment the wind was dustless, his eyes instantly enlarged to the extreme, he was shocked, his expression was stiff, and he couldn't say a word.

"I'll tell you the good news, all the subordinates you brought were killed by me. Feng Wuchen sneered, looking at Jiang Shui Han with a playful expression.

Jiang Shuihan looked confused, and his body was motionless.

"What? Are you surprised? Can't you believe that my injuries have recovered?" Looking at Jiang Shuihan with a shocked face, Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

"How can your injuries ......" Jiang Shuihan was shocked.

Feng Wuchen's injuries had already recovered eighty percent, and if he wanted to, the Regeneration Divine Technique would allow him to recover in an instant.

In an hour's time, with the help of the elixir, Jiang Shuihan only recovered two percent, but Feng Wuchen almost recovered, how could he believe it?

"Jiang Shuihan, your time of death has come. Feng Wuchen said fiercely, and the dagger in his hand flipped over, and immediately burst out without hesitation.

Jiang Shui was horrified, and immediately got up and retreated.

Jiang Shui was seriously injured, and he was not an opponent of Feng Wuchen at all.

"What the hell is going on with this damn boy, how can his injuries recover so quickly?" Jiang Shuihan said in a panic and anger, he couldn't figure it out.

In an hour's time, even if you swallow a panacea, you always have time to absorb the power of the medicine, right?

"You can't run. Feng Wuchen sneered, his mind moved, and he teleported, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Not good!" Jiang Shuihan's face changed greatly, and he wanted to dodge away.

It's a pity that the speed of Jiang Shui Han is no longer as terrifying as it was at its peak.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

When Feng Wuchen appeared again, without waiting for Jiang Shuihan to react, there was a sudden explosion, and the domineering force shook Jiang Shuihan's mouth and vomited blood, and the little injury he had just recovered deteriorated again.

"Killing you, there are still thirty-six Heavenly Monarchs, which is enough to damage the strength of the Moon God Palace, if Chi Qingshan knows, I don't know if he will be angry. Feng Wuchen sneered.

"What the hell is going on? His strength has actually returned. "Jiang Shui Han is puzzled.

Even if Feng Wuchen's injuries are recovered, the strength consumed in the battle has now been recovered.

It is unimaginable that this is beyond the scope of Jiang Shuihan's cognition.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

As soon as Jiang Shuihan's body stabilized, suddenly there was another loud noise, Jiang Shuihan spat blood again, and his body flew out.

With two heavy punches, Jiang Shuihan's injuries worsened, and his body was shaking.

"If you have any last words, say it quickly!" Feng Wuchen's figure appeared behind Jiang Shuihan like a ghost.

Jiang Shuihan was shocked, and hurriedly dodged and retreated.

"Hmph! Want to kill Pontusun? Delusional! Don't forget that Pontus has not sacrificed a magic weapon from beginning to end, do you really think that Pontus is so capable?" Jiang Shuihan said fiercely, looking at Feng Wuchen behind him from the corner of his fierce eyes.

"Oh, is it?" "The wind is dustless and the face is not afraid of color, even if the river is cold and the magic weapon is big, the wind is not afraid at all.

Jiang Shui Han was seriously injured, and his strength consumption was huge, and now he sacrificed the magic weapon, which was of no avail at all.

A powerful force erupted from Jiang Shui Han's body, and the blue light burst out, but the breath was much weaker than before.

As soon as his mind moved, Jiang Shui Han sacrificed a blue light bead, which was a heavenly immortal weapon, which quickly helped Jiang Shui Han to strengthen his breath.

"Jiang Shuihan, you are already at the end of the crossbow, and it is useless to resist. Feng Wuchen sneered, not taking Jiang Shuihan's immortal weapon seriously at all.

The voice fell, and Feng Wuchen's figure had already appeared on the left side of Jiang Shui Han.

Jiang Shuihan suddenly looked to the left, but the figure of Feng Wuchen disappeared again.

"You are very stupid, or you are too conceited, and you dare to stay when you are seriously injured, it seems that God wants to cut you back. The sound of the wind and dust sounded strangely from the right side of the river water.

Jiang Shuihan couldn't figure out the location of Feng Wuchen, and the skin and flesh of his face twitched violently.

"Get out of here!" Jiang Shuihan roared in a low voice.

"Am I not right here?" Feng Wuchen's figure appeared strangely in front of Jiang Shuihan.

"Die!" Jiang Shuihan was stunned at first, then roared angrily, and slammed his palm towards Feng Wuchen.

"Boom!"

The moment Jiang Shuihan attacked, Feng Wuchen disappeared out of thin air again, and this punch slammed into the air.

"Ahh

"Whew!"

At that moment, a dagger suddenly pierced Jiang Shuihan's heart, and Jiang Shuihan's body shook violently.

"Bastard!" Jiang Shuihan looked at his chest in horror, blood gushing out.

"When people are roaring, they are venting the anger in their hearts, but this is often the most fatal flaw. The wind was dustless, and the cold voice came from behind him.

"Pontus is ...... will die in your hands......" Jiang Shuihan said fiercely and angrily, at this moment, I don't know if Jiang Shuihan has a trace of regret in his heart, regretting coming to kill Feng Wuchen.

"Frankly speaking, you are the strongest opponent I have ever met, but unfortunately you are too conceited and stupid, which is often fatal. Feng Wuchen sneered, and the dagger was slowly pulled out.

The truth of letting the tiger return to the mountain, the wind is dustless and knows better than anyone else.

Therefore, once there is an opportunity, Jiang Shuihan will never be allowed to escape.

"How the hell did you recover from your injuries and strength? Jiang Shuihan asked, trying to figure it out before he died.

"For the sake of you being a powerful opponent, and in order to keep you from dying, I won't tell you, even if you become a powerful ghost after death, you will be angry to death, so I can rest assured, and your storage ring belongs to me." Feng Wuchen smiled and took off Jiang Shuihan's storage ring.

"You ......" Jiang Shui was so cold that his internal organs were trembling.

It's a pity that the cold air in the river has been exhausted, and the breath is slowly dissipating, and he is no longer saved.

Even if you don't die, I'm afraid that you will be angry to death by Feng Wuchen's words!

"You could have lived, but unfortunately you didn't take it well, I'll give you another ride. Looking at the cold river that fell, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and a wisp of black fire flew out.

"Peng!"

Jiang Shuihan's corpse ignited a black flame, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Most of the Moon God Palace, the strongest Heavenly Monarch in the Spirit Domain, has fallen.

"From now on, I will be the strongest Heavenly Monarch in the Spirit Realm, haha!" Feng Wuchen laughed loudly and flew away.

Jiang Shuihan and the thirty-six Heavenly Monarch powerhouses were killed, once the Moon God Palace was alarmed, it would inevitably make Chi Qingshan angry, and there would probably be even greater trouble at that time.

(End of chapter)