Chapter 82: Wu Tian's Fear

Seeing that Lu Feng was injured by himself, Wu Tian did not stop, and Wu Tian had already made up his mind to seriously injure Lu Feng in order to calm the anger in his heart.

I saw a flash under Wu Tian's feet, quickly following the retreating Lu Feng, and his right hand suddenly cut towards Lu Feng's throat, at this time, the red vitality in Wu Tian's hand had faintly had a trace of it, and in the eyes of outsiders, Wu Tian's right hand was like a sharp red knife, and even Zhang Fuhua knew that if Wu Tian's right hand was scratched by Lu Feng's throat, he would probably kill Lu Feng in one fell swoop.

Seeing Wu Tianyi's posture of wanting to put him to death, a trace of blood-red light suddenly appeared in Lu Feng's eyes, and his life in Ten Thousand Poison Peak in the past two years not only did not make Lu Feng peaceful, but wandered in countless life and death moments, but aggravated Lu Feng's anger.

Facing the blade in Wu Tian's hand, Lu Feng not only did not retreat, but turned slightly sideways towards Wu Tian, and the fist in his hand was as fast as a cold wind, Lu Feng at this time was very different from just now, and his body exuded a strong killing intent, locked on Wu Tian's body, like a wounded beast.

"Bang!" Unexpectedly, Lu Feng was so wild, regardless of his own injury, he dared to attack himself, Wu Tian was caught off guard by Lu Feng's sudden change, and his chest was hit hard by Lu Feng, and the power of this punch even made Wu Tian's body fluctuate for a while.

"Look for death!" Seeing the huge earthquake that felt his internal organs, Wu Tian raised his knees in anger and walked towards the top of Lu Feng.

However, Wu Tian still underestimated Lu Feng's determination, Mu Hao did not hesitate after punching Wu Tian's chest, grabbed one of Wu Tian's arms with his left hand, and blasted towards the same position on Wu Tian's chest with his right hand again.

"Open!" From Lu Feng's roar, Lu Feng's right fist struck Wu Tian's chest with a piercing sonic boom.

"Tom!" A dull sound, accompanied by the crimson vitality on Wu Tian's chest, was torn apart, directly blasting Wu Tian's body off the ground.

Wu Tian couldn't help it anymore at this time, when Lu Feng's fist fell on him, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth directly, at this time, Wu Tian had been stunned by Lu Feng, Wu Tian never thought that Lu Feng would take a risk and be ruthless to himself, Wu Tian had been an elder in the Purple Cloud Sect for all the years, all the disciples were respectful to him, and no disciple had ever dared to hurt him.

At the moment when Wu Tian's body left the ground, Wu Tian saw Lu Feng's eyes red and his body squatting rapidly, the whole body had been accumulated, Wu Tian's heart suddenly pumped, in Lu Feng's eyes, he saw the naked killing intent, at this time, Wu Tian not only regretted a little, recalled yesterday's speculation with Hua Nianmeng and others in the palace, Wu Tian couldn't help but be full of chills.

"Whoosh!" Lu Feng's feet suddenly exerted force, his body jumped high like a spring, and he quickly caught up with Wu Tian's figure, and his right fist smashed towards the place where Wu Tian's chest was sluggish with a bursting wind.

Feeling the unprecedented crisis, Wu Tian finally changed color at this time, and reluctantly used his arms to protect his chest to resist Lu Feng's killing punch.

"Bang!" After Wu Tian, whose body was suspended in the air, was hit hard by Lu Feng, his body fell to the ground like a rapid cannonball.

"Boom!" Before the dust mist dissipated, Lu Feng had already rushed towards the dust and mist, in Lu Feng's opinion, since he had already fought to the death, he could not give Wu Tian any chance to fight back at this time, Lu Feng had already made up his mind to leave Wu Tian on the Ten Thousand Poison Peak completely.

At this time, Zhang Fuhua, who was standing on the side, had completely recovered his senses, and quickly took Wu Tian's heavy sword and slashed down towards Lu Feng, and the faint red light carried by the entire heavy sword was very amazing.

Seeing the heavy sword slashing towards his neck, Lu Feng didn't say anything, quickly flashed two steps to the side, and then rushed towards Wu Tian's foothold without slackening, in Lu Feng's opinion, although Zhang Fuhua was already a blood exchange cultivator, but he was still far away from Wu Tian, the most important thing in front of him was to give him a fatal blow when Wu Tian was injured, as for Zhang Fuhua, Lu Feng was not afraid of him.

Seeing Mu Lufeng let go of himself and rushed towards the dust and mist, Zhang Fuhua roared anxiously: "Lu Feng, you dare!!" At this time, Zhang Fuhua's sword momentum was already old, and it was too late to chase after Lu Feng, so he could only stop Lu Feng with a roar, hoping that Lu Feng would stop his body.

But what Zhang Fuhua didn't know was that when he was in the Tianwu World, Lu Feng had already dared to provoke those big factions, and in the days of Ten Thousand Poison Peak, Lu Feng's mind was already very firm, and how could Zhang Fuhua's roar be stopped.

In Lu Feng's concept, he can't give the other party any chance when he treats the enemy, especially if his strength is not as good as the other party. Not only the struggle of cultivators, but the entire Shenwu Great World is like this, giving himself a chance to give the enemy is equivalent to abandoning himself, Lu Feng has already made up his mind at this time, vowing to kill Wu Tian on the Ten Thousand Poison Peak.

At this time, although the dust and mist had not yet dispersed, Lu Feng had already vaguely seen the figure standing up in the dust and mist.

"Die!" Mu Hao roared, and with the help of the momentum of the Kaishan Fist, his right fist exploded towards the head of the figure like a thunderbolt, and the wind pressure from the entire fist once completely blew away the dust and mist.

Seeing that Wu Tian's face was pale, Lu Feng didn't spare his hand at all, and hit Wu Tian's head with his right fist.

Attracted by the opening fist, Lu Feng's strength at this time was incomparable, Lu Feng's heart was full of confidence, and his punch to Wu Tian would definitely kill Wu Tian on the spot.

"Buzz!" At the moment when Lu Feng's fist touched Wu Tian's head, the red necklace suddenly exploded from Wu Tian's neck, forming a layer of crimson light on the surface of Wu Tian's body, blocking Lu Feng's powerful killing punch.

"Meta-weapon?" Seeing the red shield shaking for a while, Lu Feng muttered, but his hands did not stop, and he attacked wildly towards the crimson shield on Wu Tian's body, almost every punch Lu Feng hit on the red shield would make the red silk shield turbulent, but what made Lu Feng a little anxious was that although the red shield on Wu Tian's surface seemed to be crumbling, it was alive and well, and it was not broken by himself.

At this time, Wu Tian's expression in the red shield was already very sluggish, and there was a deep horror in his eyes, Lu Feng's killing intent at this time was not concealed at all, and Wu Tian could clearly feel it.

Watching Lu Feng punch after punch and bombard the red shield on his body, Wu Tian regretted provoking Lu Feng at this time, Wu Tian was already sure that when the red shield on his body was broken, Lu Feng would definitely take his life without hesitation, Wu Tian had never felt that death was so close to him.