Feng Yi was slightly stunned, glanced at the floating support that was rolling around on the ground, and said disdainfully: "Originally, I didn't want to kill you immediately, but I didn't expect that you would suffer the consequences by yourself, and you would accidentally die in the hands of the Three Corpse Worm Gu King you cultivated." It's really people doing it, the sky is watching, they are doing their own evil, and they can't live. ”

Futo's face was covered with cobwebs, and his whole body was spasmed.

The toxicity of the Three Corpse Insect Gu King is much more powerful than that of ordinary Three Corpse Worms, even if it is as strong as Yan Guogong, he is not willing to invest his blood, but he didn't expect that when he wanted to implant it into Feng Yi, he was sent back into his body by the opponent's chess.

The Gu King entered through his palm, divided into three, and had already drilled into the upper, middle, and lower acupuncture points, and couldn't wait to start devouring the essence and blood.

A generation of wizards was in unbearable pain, and after screaming loudly again, they bit their tongues and committed suicide on the spot.

This is the end of many acts of injustice.

Feng Yi couldn't bear to look at each other, and his eyes turned to prostrate.

He and An Qinger looked at each other, and their scalps were numb.

The wizard who was very powerful in their eyes killed many elite soldiers not long ago, but he didn't expect to be defeated by Feng Yi in one move.

When the two looked at Feng Yi again, their eyes were full of fear, and they unconsciously had the idea of fleeing the scene and never seeing each other.

Feng Yi stood with his hands in his hands, and after the flick of his fingers, although he also suffered internal injuries, his confidence was greatly increased.

He didn't know in advance that the Yanhuang Holy Body cultivated by the Chiyou Demon Spirit Qi and Dao Spirit Qi was so strong, and he originally just wanted to try and experience, but he didn't expect to achieve such unexpected results.

He stared at the creeping club for a moment, and said proudly: "In the first confrontation, Your Excellency should know what you are saying is false, right?" If you could tell me who you are, maybe I could consider not killing you. Of course, if I don't kill you, I don't want to let you go, but I just hand you over to the Honglu Temple of the Imperial Court to deal with it. ”

His face remained unchanged, and he said without being arrogant or humble: "This is not substantially different from killing us. To tell you the truth, we Turks are not afraid of death. ”

Feng Yi smiled slightly, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and said, "It's okay if you don't say it, I'm not interested at the moment." If you don't want to sit back or sit still, make a move. ”

An Qing'er stood up, his face was solemn, he made up his mind to die, his eyes shot an unwavering and resolute look, and he said in Turkic: "Ye Hu, you rush."

Go tightly. Forgive Anqinger for not being able to protect you anymore. ”

Saying that, he used his true qi to raise his skills to the peak realm, picked up the iron whip and smashed it towards Feng Yi with a high-speed like an electric switch, and the dancing black mangs seemed to bathe the entire mountain and forest space in a strange color light.

Feng Yi's eyes flashed, and he paid tribute to this loyal person.

There was a small ripple in his heart, knowing that An Qinger and Feng Yi fought to the death, in order to buy himself time to escape, although it was very short, An Qinger had tried his best, after all, the difference in strength between the two was too great.

He gritted his teeth violently, and fled in the direction of Feichuan Ridge without saying a word.

Under the shade of the black mang, the iron whip seems to be a target for no attack at all, and it seems to have no purpose at all, this scene is strange and inexplicable.

The energy broke through the air and filled the audience.

Although Feng Yi had the chance to win, An Qinger's thunderous blow that was not afraid of death was still a prostrate blow that made him have no time to take care of escaping.

In the face of the black iron whip, he used a graceful arc to the pinnacle, a simple punch without any tricks, and it was like a thunderbolt chasing lightning to strike three punches in a row, all of which were imaginative, and there was no way to achieve anything, but it was in line with the principle of heaven and earth.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The whip roared, and the fist rolled wildly.

When An Qinger fought hard for the first punch, he already felt that the opponent's punch was more than 10,000 catties, but the opponent's punch was heavier than a sword, and the angle of each punch was so tricky that he could not meet him with all his strength, and he could only meet the move.

He was already sweating profusely, his arms were sore, and the qi and blood in his body were roaring and churning like the Yellow River.

After the fist and whip sent out the third wave of energetic blows that made people shake the gods, Feng Yi suddenly turned into the heavens and the earth, and threw the earth-shattering but simple and plain last punch without leaving the slightest trace.

The strength is like a long wave, spreading the world and rolling towards An Qing'er, who is already in a losing situation.

He's going to do it quickly.

An Qing'er turned around, and in the gap without the slightest hesitation and respite, Feng Yi's fist was already striking at the chest.

It was as if it had fallen into the stormy waves, like a small boat struggling to survive in the stormy and turbulent sea, and after an instant, the defensive position that had done everything it could suddenly collapsed.

After Feng Yi said "go all the way", An Qinger was still difficult to escape in the end.

Suddenly he was submerged by the monstrous waves of the sea, and with a muffled snort, his body floated off the ground like a feather, the bones of his whole body crackled, and blood spurted out from the seven holes at the same time.

When he threw himself on the ground, he was reduced to a puddle of flesh without a single bone.

The seventh-ranked Iron Whip Master of the Turks died tragically on the spot.

At this moment, there was a sudden faint cry of an ape in the mountains and forests, breaking the silence around them.

Perhaps it was the tragic deaths of Futuo and Anqing'er, and the creeping club, which was speeding like a meteor, was frightened by the sudden sound, and slipped like a frightened bird, lost its balance, and rolled into the bushes.

He heard his heart pounding, and his back was cold.

After a few sharp breaths, he drove away the high tension, and then calmly listened to the movements of the four directions.

The ape's cry was clearer.

He couldn't cry or laugh, scolded "damn it", scolded himself again, blamed himself for being suspicious, scared himself, and quickly got up, and continued to flee towards Feichuanling in embarrassment.

Since he was born, he has commanded tens of thousands of golden wolf warriors, and he has never been so angry as he is now.

There is still half a step away from stepping into the "Conghua Realm", but in front of the unparalleled Yanhuang Holy Body in the world, it is so vulnerable.

If it weren't for the initial formation of the Holy Body, it had not yet matured, but I was afraid that the corpse would have already been on the spot now.

At this moment, footsteps like a whirlwind sounded.

It's impossible!

Although Feng Yi possessed the Yanhuang Holy Body, after the battle just now, it was expected that he would also suffer a lot of internal injuries, so there was no reason for him to catch up so quickly.

The spirit flew away, and he turned his head with all his might, and looked behind him.

He couldn't believe his eyes, and he couldn't help but shudder and tremble.

The one who came was Feng Yi!

I saw that his whole body was covered with blue halos, his steps were as light as the wind, as if he was coming by the wind, and his body was chic and natural.

Ignoring the distance, like a fairy in the dust.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Yi fell to the horizontal branches and leaves of an ancient tree not far in front of him, as high as a lofty mountain.

Feng Yi said to the Kuang Ju: "Ye Hu, how can you say goodbye without saying goodbye? Besides, I am the land of the Central Plains, how can you come and leave as soon as you say that you are a barbarian?" Although he didn't know what "Ye Hu" meant when translated into Chinese, he consciously told him that this person must be not small.

After killing Anqing'er, he whimically poured the power of the wind talisman into his feet, and chased after him like a lightning speed, and after only a few breaths, he was already behind him.

The name is called "the only way to go".

He wiped a cold sweat in his heart and didn't speak.

He was forcing himself to calm down, listening intently to the rhythm of Feng Yi's breathing and the flow of his breath.

He is worthy of being the most outstanding master of the Turkic homeland after Que Ge, and his eyesight is extremely brilliant.

When he accurately understood that Feng Yi's internal injuries were not light, and when he chased after himself and excessively consumed a lot of true qi and physical strength and had respiratory disorders, his whole body was full of energy, energy, and spirit.

His eyes lit up, and he changed his panic and depression just now, and his confidence returned to his body, and he said, "Even if Your Excellency cultivates the Yanhuang Holy Body, what if you don't become the end of a strong crossbow now. With your current strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep me. ”

The three of them, including Que Ge and Lou Chongfeng, are all apprentices of the Turkic "Supreme Master" Takeshita Tong, and they have all received the true transmission of the "Black Heaven Dafa".

With years of combat experience, he also knew that the time was no longer in a moment, and he quickly raised the Red Moon Scimitar, which was as heavy as Mount Tai, to urge the sword qi, and to seal it from afar, ready to launch a fatal blow of thunder at any time.

For a while, the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and there seemed to be no life at all.