"Yagrilev!" Oriha just let out a roar of rage, his fists slammed into the ground, and countless spikes suddenly stabbed out from the ground, and Yang Feng was immediately surrounded by those thorn-like highlight areas that appeared beside him.

If he could have predicted this, it would naturally be easy to beat Orihagang, but Orihagang, as the god of the earth, his power is far more than that......

Yang Feng knew that if he had been on the ground, he would not have been able to pass the level of Orihagang, but if he jumped, there was a sky god next to him, and he couldn't be "neither in the air nor on the ground", so if he wanted to assassinate Fitzgera Yud, he had to defeat one of the two gods in front of him.

As soon as Oriha saw that Yang Feng wanted to hunt Fitzgerala Wild, he directly summoned an impermeable dungeon beside Fitzgera Rider to protect him; Yang Feng immediately changed his tactics and ran towards the Lady Wing God, who had just been stabbed by him and still hadn't recovered his senses; Seeing Yang Feng running towards him, he immediately erected the feathers all over his body and curled up like a hedgehog.

Yang Feng stopped in front of the Lady Wing God with a wry smile, because his hunting knife was about the same length as the Feathers of the Lady Wing God, he could stab the Lady Wing God with his hunting knife, and the feathers of the Laday Wing God could also scratch him, so if he attacked now, he would only end up losing both.

"That's all you have to ......" Before Yang Feng could finish his mocking words, a sudden boulder suddenly smashed on his back, directly pushing him onto the body of the Ladi Wing God, and those feathers that were like clay and broken immediately pierced into Yang Feng's body.

The horror of the Lady Wing God is also here, ordinary people almost don't feel pain after being injured by his feathers, because his feathers are too sharp, and his feathers are also one of the few weapons in the universe that can "ignore the armor", just like with its own "infinite split", "infinite piercing" and other buffs, people who are injured by this feather, sometimes they don't even know that they are fatally injured, and many victims of the Lady Wing God don't even know how they died......

At this time, Yang Feng only felt a ** sensation in his chest and abdomen, although there was no obvious pain, he did not deny that he had been injured by those feathers, because he was now directly nailed to those feathers.

Immediately after, Yang Feng felt a huge impact force suddenly explode from in front of him, and he was directly knocked back by the impact force for nearly a meter, the feeling was as if Di Xiuso had used the "Wind Explosion" magic to create a burst of air blast out of thin air in front of him to blast him out of the danger area.

But now, it wasn't until Yang Feng was blasted out by that impact that he saw the empty feather holes on the wings of the Lady Wing God, and he realized that the impact just now was just the Ladi Wing God launching all those feathers.

In other words, now Yang Feng no longer knows that there are several fatal penetrating injuries on his body.

Soon, Yang Feng heard a sharp sound of breaking wind coming from behind him, but it was too late for him to hear it, because those feathers were now back in the feathers of the Ladi Wing God.

This means that his body has once again been pierced by these supersonic feathers.

Yang Feng fell into a state of despair, he stood on the ground and didn't dare to move, because he wasn't sure if his body had been cut into countless pieces by the Lady Wing God, if that was the case, as long as he did a little bit of big action now, his body might directly collapse into a puddle of flesh.

But before he could move on his own, someone helped him, and just as he stood there and sensed the location and size of the wounds on his body, a bright red area suddenly surrounded him, and before he could react, he was punched into the air by a rock fist that suddenly protruded from the ground.

"Lady, over to you. Oriha just pointed at Yang Feng in the air, and then turned to Fitzgera Yud, who was sealed in the dungeon, as if he already felt that Yang Feng posed no threat to them by now.

Before Yang Feng could recover from the extreme fear when he was knocked into the air, the Lady Wing God flapped his wings from the ground and flew to his side in an instant.

With a sharp eagle roar, the Lady Wing God suddenly opened the pair of huge golden wings in front of him, Yang Feng secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late, because in the air he was not the opponent of the Lady Wing God at all.

In an instant, the feathers on the wings of the Lady Wing God were "fully launched", and those golden feathers shrouded Yang Feng in it like dense rays of light, and then the light shone from behind, and those golden feathers pierced his body from behind again and returned to the wings of the Ladi Wing God.

"Fall...... Assassin Emperor!" Radi-Winged whispered in his ear, like a demon whispering in the night......

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Two days later.

City Hospital, in an expensive single room.

"He's out of danger, the wound is deep but not big, as long as the bleeding stops, it's fine. ”

"Well, thank you, doctor. ”

"You're welcome ......"

Then Yang Feng heard the sound of two people eating.

"Uh...... Is his medical bills ready?"

"Don't worry, it's all ready, the 3,000 tons of gold that were refined last time were only used for two tons in the end, and now they are all there, and it won't be a problem to buy this hospital." ”

"Oh...... That's okay, you go back first, no one in the other dimensional space is staring, that assassin may still be there, you have to go back and guard Fang Wuhan. ”

"Okay, then I'll go first, you take care. ”

The sound of the portal sounded, and Yang Feng opened his eyes slightly, watching the silver-haired, straight, and well-dressed old man walk into the portal.

"You're awake, Duke of Yagrilev. The young man's voice sounded again, and Yang Feng turned his head and saw the familiar face.

"Saint, Saint?" Yang Feng muttered softly.

The boy smiled bitterly and stuffed all the matcha biscuits in his hand into his mouth, "Oh?

Yang Feng frowned, he didn't know if the Holy Monarch in front of him was real or pretended to be Fitzgerala Yude, because if he was real, then he should also be lying with Fang Wuhan in the other dimensional space now......

Yang Feng opened his eyes completely, and he didn't see any knife marks and scars on this young man's face, but you must know that he had left thousands of knife marks with a "withering effect" on this guy's body at the beginning......

"How's it going, are you feeling okay?" the young man had a sunny smile on his face again, which was perfect for the clear sky outside the window.

Yang Feng let out an "um", frowned and nodded.

"I'm asking you, how are you feeling after hunting me and Fang Wuhan?" When the young man said this, the sunny smile disappeared, and his face turned into a "milk fierce" appearance with tiger teeth exposed.

"Are you really a Saint Monarch?" Yang Feng looked at him with a frown.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then a touch of surprise appeared on his face, "What's the matter, there are still people who pretend to be gods?"

Yang Feng nodded, "Those three guys, pretending to be you and Fang Wuhan......"

The young man was stunned directly, and only reacted after a while, "What did you say?"

Yang Feng wanted to change his position, but he didn't expect that as soon as he moved slightly, a sharp pain like a pinprick immediately came from his body.

"Tell me, who is pretending to be me?" asked the young man anxiously.

"You have to prove that you are the real Saint Monarch first......" Yang Feng endured the pain and tried again, and finally put his head back on the pillow, because his head had been crooked just now, he probably looked like a fool.

The young man pursed his lips helplessly, "How do you want this god to prove it? I saved your life! You are still here to doubt my identity, do you know? If it weren't for you among the people who betrayed me back then, I would not have been able to save you, not to mention, you almost sent this god to hell again five days ago." ”

"Are you really Your Majesty the Holy Monarch......" Yang Feng muttered weakly.

The boy once again helplessly held his forehead, and in the next second, a pair of dazzling golden wings of light appeared from behind the boy, like a round of sun rising in this room.

Yang Feng closed his eyes by the sudden light, and then the light wings retracted, and the young man leaned in front of him, "How is it, believe it?"

Yang Feng nodded, organizing those apology words in his heart.

It's just that he was born to apologize, and he hesitated for a while, and the words came to his mouth several times and were swallowed back by him.

"Okay, don't apologize, don't follow those salutations and stuff like that, just tell me who pretended to be the god, and why you thought of going to him alone, tell me. The boy said, and took out a new box of matcha-flavored biscuits from the little chef next to him, along with milk tea.

Yang Feng swallowed his saliva, and before he could speak, his stomach cried out with a "grunt".

"Want to eat?" said the young man, taking out a biscuit and putting it in front of his nose, Yang Feng was attracted by the smell as if he was about to fly out of the hospital bed.

"Don't think about it, just give you a sniff, you can't eat yet, hurry up, tell this god everything you know. After the young man finished speaking, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and it was precisely because of this evil smile that Yang Feng completely determined his identity, because ...... He hadn't seen this evil smile for trillions of years, and it wasn't just him, it seemed that even Yagrilev in him recognized the identity of the person in front of him after seeing that evil smile.

The handsome young man in a suit in front of him who was eating matcha biscuits and drinking milk tea was the king he served in that era: the God of Creation Time - the Holy Monarch!