Sudden changes or turns at this speed have a great load on the body, very large, even if they are in the Xuan Ming Period, they are far from meeting this requirement.

The more times you do, the more you are loaded.

But what kind of scene is this, there are a hundred Wang Feng as far as the eye can see.

In other words, in less than two breaths, Wang Feng changed direction more than a hundred times to avoid the blade in the wind.

This kind of speed and flesh is terrifying.

The Year of the Crane was completely stunned.

He sent out the sharp blade in this violent wind, even he couldn't use his own naked eye, no, even his divine sense couldn't catch it thoroughly, even if he could see it clearly, he could dodge one or two, but this sharp blade in the sky, there was absolutely no way to dodge.

Not to mention constantly walking through these countless sharp blades.

But the person in front of me did it, and it was done in a way that ordinary people could not understand.

Horror, it's terrifying.

Countless afterimages continued to be generated, the last one was annihilated again, the front one was reborn, and the back was annihilated again, and it seemed as if more than a hundred people were approaching themselves at an extremely fast speed in the countless sharp blades in this violent wind.

The mountains are approaching them like a sea of people.

A layer of dark clouds shrouded in the heart of the Year of the Crane for a while, and the entire space was filled with suffocating depression.

"Give me death!"

Finally, this suppressed spirit crane year was in turmoil, the spiritual power in the body was surging wildly, and countless sharp blades shot out at the feather fan, densely packed.

At this moment, the sharp blades in the sky were more than doubled again, and even the wind was gone, leaving countless sharp blades to shoot out.

Ding Ding Ding

One by one, the sharp blades struck the formation on the ground, making a sharp sound, but none of them stabbed Wang Feng's body.

He was like a ghost, constantly leaving one afterimage after another behind him.

After doubling the blade, Wang Feng's speed had undoubtedly dropped a lot, but even if it had dropped a lot. It's getting closer.

How big is the entire formation, three breaths, Wang Feng is only less than fifty meters away from the Year of the Crane.

The closer you get to the Year of the Crane, the denser the blades become. Wang Feng's speed is getting slower and slower, but he is still approaching.

From a distance, it looked like a sturdy hunter was constantly dodging and moving in the rain of arrows, frantically approaching the direction of the archer.

It's closer, it's getting closer.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from the forehead of the crane.

At this time, it had completely fallen into a stalemate, and Wang Feng could not retreat, but retreated. It will definitely be shot into a sieve by this sharp blade in the sky.

And in the same way, the year of the crane did not dare to stop, once it stopped, with the speed of the other party, he rushed in front of him in the blink of an eye.

With Wang Feng's strong body, he couldn't use any mystic skills after being close, and he didn't react at all.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters......

Wang Feng's figure is like a constantly jumping film screen. Left and right, persistently and firmly swept madly in the direction of the Year of the Crane.

There was an oppressive silence in the air, except for the clanging sound of the blade striking the ground.

Crane Nian stared at the shadow in front of him, and his divine sense swept over. See Wang Feng's movements clearly.

But the more he looked, the more horrified he became, every step of the other party, every turn. Even every traverse movement is full of sharpness and neatness.

With this small change of direction, Crane Nian felt the qi and blood in his body flow backwards just by looking at it. The internal organs are tumbling.

"This man's body is stronger than the demon beast, how did he do it?"

The demon beast was known for its physical strength, but in the face of Wang Feng, he couldn't even match it.

Is this kind of person still human?

There was no time to think, because at this moment of Crane Nian's shock, Wang Feng had already dodged ten meters away from him.

Ten meters, for a Xuankong period monk, there is no difference between standing in front of him.

What's more, Wang Feng is still a physical cultivator, a ruthless physical cultivator!

Raising his head, Wang Feng's indifferent and cold gaze fell on Crane Nian.

The corners of his mouth curled into a cruel arc.

Stopped?

Crane Nian's heart trembled fiercely.

The other party actually stopped at this moment, stopping at the closest place to the blade.

This is certainly not an act of seeking death.

He could have imagined that in the next moment, this extremely heavy blade would pierce his entire chest in an instant, no, the whole person.

Each of his sharp blades is equivalent to a low-grade mysterious weapon, and under so many sharp blades, even a medium-grade mysterious weapon can't be stopped at all.

was just stared at by Wang Feng's eyes, and in the year of the crane, he inexplicably felt a chill on his back and a sense of crisis at the beginning of his hair.

Crisis?

What crisis?

He was shocked in his heart, this kind of sign was definitely not without reason.

Wang Feng stopped, he had reached the distance in his mind.

Ten meters, for a physical cultivator, is no different from close quarters.

And if a Xuan Ming was approached by Wang Feng, a half-step body cultivator in the early stage of the Xuan Ming Dynasty, the consequences would be fatal.

Even if he's a monster, he can't!

At the moment of pause, Wang Feng did not hesitate, turned his hand and directly took out the heavy sword of Chopping Yue, and lay it in front of him.

The two-meter-wide sword of Chopping Yue suddenly covered Wang Feng's entire body tightly.

The next moment, his legs bent slightly, and then he bounced to his feet.

boom

The ground of the entire formation trembled violently.

With this huge momentum, Wang Feng shot out like a cannonball, and in front of him was the wide sword of slashing Yue.

A heavy sword, which he used as a shield at this moment.

Bang bang bang

The sword body trembled violently in the face of the torrent-like sharp blade, although it blocked part of the blade, but the weapon is a weapon, and it is not the same as armor.

There were still countless sharp blades piercing through the sword body like madness towards Wang Feng's chest.

Even the torrent of sharp blades that even a medium-grade mysterious weapon couldn't stop pierced the spiritual power shield outside his body in an instant.

Poof

Poof

Poof

............

Followed by the sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh, with Wang Feng's half-step body, he only held on for a moment, and his entire chest could no longer support it, and was pierced by a sharp blade, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and his internal organs were crumbled.

From a distance, his entire chest stretched to his abdomen. Completely transparent.

There was not a trace of flesh and blood.

And at this moment, Wang Feng finally broke through the storm circle of the sharp blade, and suddenly appeared beside Crane Nian, put away the broken slashing heavy sword, and raised his hand to smash Crane Nian's head with a fist.

"How is that possible!"

The Year of the Crane was frightened, really frightened.

He couldn't imagine that a monk could be so vigorous with almost half of his body missing.

It's unbelievable, it's incredible!

Once the panic grows, it gets out of control.

perverse

In a hurry, the Year of the Crane screamed violently, and the whole person shook up, and the tiger has always been a huge crane. The wings were raised lightly and swung fiercely towards Wang Feng's fist.

Wings that cover the sky and the sun, an ordinary flesh fist.

Not in any proportion.

boom

The fist collided with the wings, and the huge wings of the Year of the Crane exploded as if they were made of tofu, scattering the sky with flesh and blood.

perverse

This time it can be said that it is not ruthless, the Year of the Crane is in pain, with a terrible hiss, and his body is about to fly towards the sky with a shake.

was just approached by Wang Feng. There was no way for him to go.

With a punch that smashed half of his wings, Wang Feng's body turned into an afterimage, and the next moment it appeared directly on the back of the Crane Year, bowed. Bending over, the linkage of his body drove his right fist to smash down.

burst

Whether it was the spiritual power shield or the body of the demon beast in the Year of the Crane, it was directly blasted by Wang Feng's punch, without the slightest suspense.

"Help!"

The body explodes. The demon baby of the Year of the Crane flew out and let out a terrible roar.

The situation took a sharp turn, and everyone thought that Wang Feng was going to die at the moment when his chest was penetrated. I didn't expect such a horrific scene.

"Wang Feng, stop!"

Zuo Yangbo was shocked, and hurriedly shouted.

"Stop? The rise of Wang's killing, I can't stop it!"

Wang Feng grinned, dodged and held the demon baby of the Year of the Crane in his hand, and then the spiritual power raged wildly, strangling the soul of the Year of the Crane alive.

In an instant, the demon baby's luster dimmed, and he was immediately transformed into 50 million high-grade aura points.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Feng once again took the storage ring of the Year of the Crane into his hand, and his divine sense poured in, and all the spirit stones in the ring were swept through.

There are 50 high-grade spirit stones, 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and 150,000 low-grade spirit stones.

Fifty high-grade spirit stones were directly turned into fifty million high-grade spiritual energy points by him, and one hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones were turned into one hundred sixth-level clones.

"Very good, you died a well-deserved death, you are very lucky!"

Wang Feng grinned, and couldn't help but praise.

In his chest, the originally transparent hole had healed most of it, and the remaining wounds were also squirming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the recovery speed was extremely terrifying.

In the half-step body esteem realm, Wang Feng's body's healing ability has been greatly improved.

The ordinary injuries of the flesh had no effect on him at all, and it was precisely because of this that Wang Feng dared to risk his life and resist the sharp blade that filled the sky to forcibly kill the Year of the Crane.

"Wang Feng!"

Zuo Yangbo drank deeply, and his face was gloomy as if he could drip water.

"Oh, what did Zuo Daoyou call Wang? Could it be that he wants to come up and die now?"

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows and chuckled, although he spoke to Zuo Yangbo, his eyes fell on Huo Yun'er.

"Tsk, your Qingyun Dao Sect's beasts are really too weak, but it is undeniable that women are still quite good. ”

It seems to be deliberate, Wang Feng's eyes are full of ** and lewdness.

Huo Yun'er is actually not ugly, in fact, the entire Xuantian Continent has a strong aura, perhaps because she has been nourished by the aura since she was a child, most of the women in the Xuantian Continent are not ugly.

What's more, the higher the cultivation, the higher the talent, the higher the affinity with the aura, and such a woman is less ugly.

Huo Yun'er swayed her flame-colored long skirt to the ground, her long hair was scattered and flamboyant, her lips were like blood, and her eyes seemed to have two flames rising.

Unlike Liu Pipa and Lan Yunzhi, Huo Yun'er exudes the plumpness of a mature woman all over her body, and two delicate flowers are embroidered on the chest of her dress, covering the two peaks.

The skirt collar is open to reveal two of the snow-white patches, which rise and fall with the breath, full of a different kind of seduction

With Wang Feng's many years of experience in reading women, this person is definitely a woman.

Of course, anyone can see the difference between a young woman and a young girl. (To be continued......)