Chapter 80: The Smell of Blood, Not Strong Enough!
Screams came and went, and on the other two sides, Zhao Feiyun and Thunder each faced two fifth-level clones, and their occult skills pierced the night, adding a bit of tyranny and murder to the originally quiet Flowing Wind City.
This night will be restless!
Flowing Wind City will also be turned upside down!
"Wang Feng, you can't be crazy! You are fighting against the three major families of my Flowing Wind City and the entire Flowing Wind City!"
Zhao Feiyun struggled to resist the attacks of the two fifth-level clones.
His strength is much stronger than that of a fifth-level clone, and he also has a Xuan-level mystical skill in his hand, if he only faces a fifth-level clone, he will definitely not fall into disadvantage, but facing two people at the same time, it is not a little difficult.
"Ze is void!"
Zhao Feiyun screamed, and the void around him suddenly twisted. The two fifth-level clones seemed to be stuck in a swamp for a moment, and their speed slowed down several times.
"One sword!"
recite
The mysterious weapon in Zhao Feiyun's hand suddenly turned into a cold light, and suddenly smeared on the neck of the fifth-level clone.
laugh at
The doppelganger's head did not fall in response, but instead slashed into Zhao Feiyun's chest with a big wave of backhand, and the aura shield suddenly shattered.
Zhao Feiyun's body withdrew with this impact, and opened a distance from the clone. However, it is not in the opposite direction, but closer to Wang Feng.
"Three families, who are you?"
Wang Feng stood quietly, his calm voice particularly abrupt in the screams that came from time to time around him.
"I am the ancestor of the Zhao family, Zhao Feiyun, and I am under the tutelage of Qingyun Dao Sect Great Elder Qingchenzi......"
"Zhao family, then you deserve to die even more!"
Wang Feng directly interrupted Zhao Feiyun's lengthy self-introduction, the murderous intent in his eyes skyrocketed, but his figure shook slightly in place.
"Afterimage!"
Zhao Feiyun's pupils shrank suddenly, the mysterious technique in his hand was still brewing, and Wang Feng's cold voice immediately came from his ears.
"You guessed it, congratulations!"
"Yellow Rank Mystery Technique, Burning Blood!"
In the crisis of life and death, Zhao Feiyun suddenly burst out, and the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling, exuding an astonishing heat.
burst
Wang Feng's steely fist smashed on Zhao Feiyun's chest, but it seemed to hit the air, and a sound exploded.
"Afterimage, too?"
Wang Feng's brows furrowed suddenly.
"Give me death!"
Behind him, a blinding cold light lit up.
"Xuan-level mystical technique, one sword kill!"
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"Wind Walk!"
Wang Feng's expression was indifferent, and his body trembled again.
The sword slashed across Wang Feng's body, but it was like slashing through the air.
"It's also an afterimage, how can it be at such a speed?"
Zhao Feiyun was horrified in his heart, and he only had time to attach his soul to Xuanying and break open his body.
As far as the afterglow could see, his familiar body was directly smashed by Wang Feng's punch and exploded.
"What's the matter, will the baby leave the body?"
Wang Feng's divine sense suddenly locked on Zhao Feiyun's Xuan Ying, and the two clones flashed over, blocking all the retreats of Xuan Ying.
"How is it possible, I didn't hesitate to burn my essence blood to barely increase my speed to the point of leaving an afterimage, how could you have this speed all the time!"
The pocket version of Zhao Feiyun floated in the air, and his voice was completely out of tune because of excitement.
The speed that left an afterimage was simply not able to withstand the side effects of that kind of high-speed movement with the body of the early stage of Xuankong.
And for physical cultivation, this kind of load does not exist at all.
Wang Feng didn't bother to explain to him, just stared at him calmly.
"Wang Feng, we don't have any deep hatred, my master is the great elder of the Qingyun Dao Sect, there is my soul card left, kill me and you will be hunted down by the Qingyun Dao Sect. ”
Zhao Feiyun felt the murderous intent in the air, and hurriedly moved out of his master.
"Are you threatening Wang?"
"No, of course it's not a threat, we don't have hatred, in fact this is the first time we've met, isn't it?"
Zhao Feiyun said anxiously, if he had a body, he must be sweating profusely at the moment.
"Let me go, I will introduce you to the Qingyun Qingyun Dao Sect, and when the time comes, with your qualifications, you will definitely be able to occupy a place in the Qingyun Dao Sect, right?"
Wang didn't want to join any sect. ”
Wang Feng shook his head, and the murderous intent became stronger.
With his exaggerated appearance of the Heaven Killing Doppelganger Technique, once he is targeted by some people who have cultivated to be powerful, there will be no way to live.
He didn't believe that any so-called sect would protect his disciples, and the so-called sect, in Wang Feng's view, was an interest organization where a group of monks gathered.
Interests are fundamental.
"Then what exactly you want, as long as I have it, all can satisfy you. ”
Zhao Feiyun almost vomited blood, the other party surrounded him, and he didn't do anything, and he didn't ask for anything, what did he mean?
"It's nothing, it's going to kill you. ”
Wang Feng said lightly, and the mysterious weapons in the hands of the two clones suddenly shone brightly.
Wang Feng, who broke through the Xuankong Period, the mystery of the Xuanying of the Way of Nature, self-detonated, which was almost the last method for monks above the Xuankong Period to die together.
However, in fact, it is very rare for a Xuankong Stage monk to choose to blow himself up, even if he is forced into a desperate situation of death, if he does not really have a deep hatred, he will not choose to blow himself up.
Because once it blows itself up, it's really dead, there's nothing left. The longer you live, the more you are afraid of death, which is almost the nature of monks.
And if Wang Feng was about to kill Zhao Feiyun directly, the other party would probably blow himself up under the instability of extreme tension and despair.
If a self-explosion in the Xuankong Period is too close, the spiritual power of the huge riot in it may be killed alive if even a monk of the same realm is too close.
If Zhao Feiyun explodes by himself, not to mention anything else, below the Xuankong Period within a radius of ten miles, there is absolutely no way to live.
So he chose to slow down, boiling frogs in warm water is the king, and first suppress the other party's unstable feelings.
Unconsciously, Wang Feng also began a kind of transformation of his heart.
"What?"
Zhao Feiyun exclaimed in surprise when he saw this, and the last glimmer of hope he had originally held was also shattered.
"Wang Feng, since you want to kill them all, we will all end up together!"
Zhao Feiyun, who reacted, suddenly let out a hysterical cry of despair, and Xuan Ying's spiritual power rioted.
bite
As soon as his words fell, the crystal clear Xuan Ying was hit by a sword of the clone, and was smashed down from the sky, and the fragile soul was even more scattered under this shock.
The soul of the Xuankong period has not yet condensed, and it can't withstand the slightest toss.
"I didn't blow myself up, but now I remember to blow it up. ”
Wang Feng shook his head and turned his hand to take back Zhao Yunfei's Xuanying.
At this point, one of the three major families in Flowing Wind City, the ancestor of the Zhao family, has fallen!
It's just that no one noticed these at the moment, and all the peripheral audiences had eight floors lying in a pool of blood, and their vitality was lost.
In addition, the ancestor of the Lei family who is still fighting with the clone.
The ancestor of the Zhao family is dead.
Thunder felt a little bitter, to say that the person who has the least grudge against Wang Feng belongs to him Thunder.
The Lei family can say that they have not done anything at all except to inquire about the news, and although they are full of curiosity about the exercises practiced by Wang Feng, of course, they also have a trace of greed.
However, this has not yet come out.
I just heard that the Wang family was besieging Wang Feng and wanted to come over to take a look at the situation, but I didn't expect such a dramatic scene.
rumble
Thunder exchanged blows with one of the doppelgangers, and the two of them retreated violently, and Thunder did not move again.
Because, he was surrounded, yes, the four clones of the Xuankong Period, plus Wang Feng, surrounded him.
The outermost howls grew quieter and quieter, and finally a moment later, as the last man fell, all the onlookers who had come to watch tonight were killed.
Regardless of age, young or female, regardless of the level of cultivation.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the blood was steaming, as if it had been foggy, enveloping Wang Feng and the others.
Whoosh ......
The sound of breaking the sky came one after another, and all the doppelgangers who had completed the task surrounded the thunder in a circle.
From a distance, it is crowded, dense, and identical, so it is not spectacular.
"The Lei family?"
Wang Feng stared at the thunder.
"The ancestor of the Lei family, Thunder, has seen Daoyou. ”
Thunder took a deep breath and calmed down. He knew that his life and death were only between the other party's thoughts.
"Oh?"
Wang Feng raised his eyebrows, filled with a strong aura of slaughter.
"Daoyou, my Lei family has never thought of you this time, and has always remained neutral, and I hope that Daoyou's subordinates will show mercy. ”
Thunder said sincerely.
"What about the evidence?"
"There is no evidence. ”
Thunder smiled bitterly in his heart, what evidence do you have to say if you didn't do anything?
"Then prove it with spirit stones. ”
Wang Feng said lightly.
"Huh?"
Thunder was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to say this.
"Hand over the storage ring, raise all the spirit stones of the Lei family, and I will go and get them in three days. Wang Feng glanced at Thunder again, revealing a cruel smile:
"Of course, don't try to challenge my kindness, be opportunistic. I'm just letting you go just to reduce the trouble of getting spirit stones. ”
"This is Lei's storage ring. ”
Lei Ting didn't hesitate at all, took off his storage ring, and handed it to Wang Feng.
In the face of life, any wealth becomes insignificant.
"As for the spirit stone, Thunder will go back to raise it, and it will definitely not disappoint Daoyou!"
Thunder said seriously.
"Good. ”
Wang Feng turned over and put away the storage ring.
"In that case, then let's go back first?"
Thunder asked tentatively.
Now he doesn't want to face Wang Feng even for a second, it's too terrifying.
The four monks in the early stage of the Xuankong Dynasty were directly killed by the monks of the Xuankong Period, and they slaughtered the surrounding crowd indiscriminately, leaving not a single one.
This kind of person is a madman, a butcher through and through!
The violence revealed by his whole body made Thunder have a sense of oppression in the face of demon beasts when he was young, and he couldn't even resist at all.
The Xuankong Period is also a human being, and there is also fear, and for Wang Feng, Thunder is really in awe.
This teenager is really terrifying.
"Hmm. ”
Wang Feng nodded.
With Wang Feng's approval, Lei Ting clasped his fists and saluted, turned around and turned into a streamer that shot out, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the thunder leave, Wang Feng took a deep breath of the bloody breath in the air.
"The smell of blood is still not strong enough!"
As soon as his mind moved, the Qinglian Holy Flame roared out, and it exploded in the air, turning into a little spark and spreading in all directions.
All the corpses stained by Mars let out a snort and turned into nothingness.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for gaining three points of physical energy. ”
"Ding, congratulations to the host for gaining five points of physical energy. ”
"Ding, congratulations to the host......"
“......”
Wang Feng's mind kept ringing the crisp prompt sound of the system, which was particularly abrupt in this dead silence.