Seeing Wu Feng fall from the sky, Zheng Xian felt that his vertebrae seemed to turn into a pillar of fire, booming and burning, and then Zheng Xian forgot all the pain, and even his right arm, which should have been completely crippled, seemed to be back to normal at once, Zheng Xian grabbed the streamer sawtooth knife and turned around and rushed towards the old man.

The old man smiled contemptuously, as ridiculous as looking at an angry ant swinging a knife at him, but he raised his palm to meet Zheng Xian's streamer serrated knife and grabbed it.

Zheng Xian couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, in his opinion, the streamer sawtooth knife could cut anything, and the spirit monkey ghost hand would be broken with a stab, this old man was looking for death by himself! However, then Zheng Xian had a trace of worry, this old man had not seen the power of the streamer sawtooth knife, and he still dared to grab it with his bare hands at this time, maybe he really had something to rely on.

Zheng Xian's speed of thinking can only go here, the streamer sawtooth knife and the old man's palm collided together, making a loud sound, and then the chainsaw saw on the steel piercing scream, sparks splashed, the sound of the click, the whole streamer sawtooth knife was trembling violently, roaring, Zheng Xian's hand was holding like a beast that was constantly struggling in conflict, almost unable to grasp it, but in the end the sound stopped abruptly, the most powerful thing on the streamer sawtooth was the sawtooth that kept rolling like a chainsaw, and now the sawtooth has been completely smoothed out, and it was held by the old manThe dead stone powder on the serrations suddenly dimmed and became ineffective.

However, a small hole was still made in the palm of the old man's hand, and a drop of blood flowed out of it, and this blood exuded an extremely strong vitality.

Zheng Xian was not worried about the Streamer Serrated Knife and his own safety at this time, but gave birth to an extremely strong feeling of wanting to swallow this drop of blood, an extremely ridiculous feeling!

At this time, the distance between Zheng Xian and the old man was only about one and a half meters, the distance was so close, Zheng Xian still did not give up the confrontation, and the strong will to survive can be seen.

The body shrank violently like a ball, and then kicked towards the old man, the armor of the God Hunter Warrior itself was prepared for battle, and at this time, a spike more than ten centimeters long automatically popped out on the tip of Zheng Xian's toe, if this kick was called to the neck or head, even the chest was enough to kill people. However, this is the old equipment that only the old armor has, and on the new equipment is a short spike with jagged withered stone powder like a streamer serrated knife.

The old man didn't care at all, he didn't hide, Zheng Xian's kick was like a kick on the iron plate, and the spikes on the toes of his feet broke at once, and it didn't hurt the old man at all.

There was a faint contempt in the old man's eyes, and the hand that grabbed the streamer sawtooth knife slammed hard, and there was a crisp sound, and the streamer sawtooth knife was broken by the old man's hand, and then the old man's hand dripping with a drop of blood slowly stretched out towards Zheng Xian's helmet, and an inexplicable aura enveloped Zheng Xian at once, and the remaining three dead stones on Zheng Xian's body flashed rapidly, and they all exploded together.

Zheng Xian felt as if he was bound by an indescribable force, his whole body was unable to move, suspended in the air, shrouded by the old man's palm, this feeling was like a ghost pressing down, his consciousness was completely clear, but it was difficult to move, he couldn't control his body, no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't move, Zheng Xian even heard the intermittent sound from his throat due to the trembling of his vocal cords, this sound was infinitely close to the sound Tong Yi made before.

Zheng Xian knew very well what would happen to the helmet when he was touched by the old man's hand, and Tong Yi's rapidly withering face seemed to still stay in Zheng Xian's retina.

But for some reason, Zheng Xian didn't have any fear, or rather, his attention was attracted by something else, it was the wound on the old man's palm that was rapidly recovering, and the blood that flowed out of it that exuded a powerful vitality.

In Zheng Xian's world, all the sounds disappeared at this moment, all the visual images also disappeared, and some were just this drop of blood in front of him, and an indescribable primitive desire was transmitted from Zheng Xian's tail vertebrae.

Eat, eat this drop of blood, and at the same time Zheng Xian felt hungry in his stomach, no, not in his stomach, but in his brain, he felt that there was now a small space in his brain, which was empty, so empty that he felt a strong sense of hunger, and his primitive instinct told him that he had to find a way to fill this space, otherwise he would starve to death! To fill that emptiness, food alone was completely insufficient.

As the old man's hand got closer and closer, Zheng Xian's hunger became stronger and stronger, and when the old man gently pressed his hand on Zheng Xian's helmet with contempt, Zheng Xian's helmet suddenly opened, Zheng Xian's head poked forward, and bit the old man's palm and the wound on the old man's palm.

The old man frowned slightly, and then sneered: "Is this a learning dog to bite indiscriminate......ly?

Before the old man finished speaking, his brows furrowed violently, because he felt that his blood, which was full of vitality, was rapidly venting outward along the wound on his palm, and was sucked and sucked by this ant-like young man at a very fast speed.

This surprise is not trivial, you must know that the vitality of the Dao is the most fundamental strength of a monk, the monk loses the vitality of the force, just like a person is starved and empty, the stomach is empty, all the strength of the whole body will begin to decay, and finally there is no strength to move, if the vitality of the vitality is lost to a certain extent, then the body will wither, and the body will die.

The old man never expected that this man in strange armor would also be a monk.

However, the old man smiled gloomily, and then slapped his other hand towards Zheng Xian's head. This time, the old man used all his strength, and the sound of the wind brought by the movement of his palm was like thunder, which was very terrifying.

There was a dull explosion, like a watermelon being smashed at once, but it was not Zheng Xian's head that was smashed and splashed, but half of the old man's head, and then there were four or five explosions, and the old man's flesh and blood were blown into mud, and the most important one directly shattered the old man's spine.

The bridge between heaven and earth was attached to the side of the vertebrae, and as soon as the vertebrae burst open, the vitality of the old man's body immediately spread out like steam.

Zheng Xian's blood lost its full vitality in an instant, and turned into ordinary blood, which also made Zheng Xian's sanity recover at once, and then there was an indescribable feeling of fullness, Zheng Xian felt that the small space in his head was about to be burst, dizzy and nauseous, as if he had eaten too much oil and meat, if he sucked more blood, the consequences would be quite unpredictable.

Zheng Xian felt that he was a little dizzy, the explosion on the old man's body produced a huge sound and impact, the air around the old man was trembling, Zheng Xian was not wearing a helmet, these impact and huge sounds, completely absorbed by the defenseless Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian's eyes were black, his body was sour, and his whole body flew out of the ground for dozens of meters, and then rolled out of more than ten meters after falling to the ground.

Zheng Xian's vague eyes saw two figures flying over in the distance, and it was the two of them who wanted to blow up the old man, these two should be the most powerful Ultimate Battle Armor Annihilation Warriors in the Sixth Division of the Business.

If it had been in the past, Zheng Xian would have looked at them with wide eyes, the Annihilation Warrior was unattainable among the six divisions of the business, an idol-like existence, representing endless wealth and power.

But now Zheng Xian has no mind at all, Zheng Xian is driving the high-pressure jet armor, perhaps because the huge explosion wave has damaged Zheng Xian's eardrums, so Zheng Xian is staggering and flying, unable to fully grasp the balance, and will not be able to reach the place where Wu Feng fell in a short time.

Wu Feng hadn't completely breathed his breath, the helmet might have been hit by some impact when it landed, and it had been shattered in a large piece at this time, Wu Feng's originally overly shrewd eyes became extremely hollow at this time, and the jewel-covered eyes watched Zheng Xian fall beside him.

Wu Feng laughed, laughed miserably!

Zheng Xian looked at Wu Feng's hollow and collapsed stomach, the internal organs were completely gone, that is to say, Wu Feng could not be saved, at this time, Zheng Xian didn't know what to say to Wu Feng, today and one day, Zheng Xian was rescued twice, once Tong Yi, once Wu Feng, Tong Yi was expected by Zheng Xian, but Wu Feng did not flee at the critical moment but sent him a message, which surprised him.

Zheng Xian wanted to speak, but Wu Feng said in a trembling voice: "Give me a needle!"

Zheng Xian only remembered at this time, and hurriedly patted the upper arm of the battle armor, popping out the vitality analgesic liquid, Zheng Xian bit off the sealing rubber head on the needle, and pushed the light blue vitality analgesic liquid into Wu Feng's neck and carotid artery.

The injection is the basic equipment of the Hunter Warrior, and the liquid inside is the product of a fusion of painkillers and vitality.

Since the existence of immortal cultivators who use the power of vitality to live immortal, those powerful people in the mortal world have not given up looking for ways to make the mortals live a hundred years and even create immortal warriors from the power of vitality, and this injection is one of the results.

The reason why the four or five A-class locusts imprisoned in the bronze tree of the Zhenshen Prison were not directly exterminated was because they were treated as living plants, so that they could keep absorbing the vitality power, and then extract the vitality power that these immortal cultivators had purified from the plants and animals.

For ordinary people, in addition to cultivating immortals, there is still no way to directly extract the power of vitality from plants and other living creatures, which is a completely unmasterable technique at present, and it is a zone that cannot be reached by human technology.

With the injection pushed in, Wu Feng's expression became much more relaxed, he seemed to have a little strength, and his face was a little better, Zheng Xian was just about to speak, but Wu Feng stopped him and said, "I don't have time to listen to you, listen to me!"

"Do you know why I want to change jobs? Because I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of being killed by your broom star, and I also want to earn money and save more money, I will be thirty years old next Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the rules of the bureau, even if I am retired, and I am going to get married, then I can apply for a serious civil servant errand." ”

Speaking of this, Wu Feng's somewhat gray pupils flickered: "When the time comes, I can eat the imperial grain, get some gray income, if I mix with the director or something, I can subtly rule a subordinate wife or something, and from now on I can live a carefree life, I don't want to die, I have a woman to raise, damn, damn it...... I didn't expect that I would escape so far and die at your hands...... Bastard. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Feng grabbed Zheng Xian's wrist, and blood flowed out of the cracks in Wu Feng's armor, Wu Feng's arm had been shattered by the huge impact of the glazed red cherry sword, Zheng Xian could feel Wu Feng's rotten hand holding his arm tightly, Wu Feng choked out a mouthful of blood, and said: "Zheng Xian, I'm not here to save you, you have to live, you are the only one left in the seventh office, David, Qiuzi, firefighter, and Er Biao are all dead, and now I'm finished, you can live for us...... Also, the action you just bit the locust is really too inferior...... Shame on the dead, shame, at that time, you should, you should ......"

Saying that, the light in Wu Feng's eyes gradually dissipated, and a pair of pupils were completely defeated in an instant, and then Wu Feng grabbed Zheng Xian's hand and slowly let go, and with a bang, Wu Feng's body fell heavily on the dry and hard ground.