[I don't know what I've done wrong, maybe it's because I haven't adapted to how to live in this world, so I suddenly can't fit in, I can't look back at my past self, I can't remember...... When will I grow up? 】

Blood worms, smoke on the ground.

"Heh, hahahahaha-" Wan Zhang looked at the blood worms wriggling on the ground, that is, he lowered his head and cried and laughed: "Adjutant Nefret...... Hahahaha......"

He put the prison teeth on his shoulders and swallowed the blood in his mouth fiercely, he looked at the long feather maple standing on the city wall, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Even if he is coming to prophesied death.

"Lord of the White Spirit, where do you want to flee...... Hahahahaha-"

And Chang Yu Feng distanced himself from Wan Zhang, and the first thing that came to mind was not to engage in melee combat with Wan Zhang.

The black robe shone in the scorching light.

"Tsk, tsk, it's terrifying......," the lamb trembled in fear on Chang Yu Feng's shoulder.

"What's that......"

Chang Yu Feng didn't know why, he only felt that the worm was embarrassed, parasitic in Wanzhang's body, and he couldn't control the initiative of Wanzhang's body.

"Oracle, Tellum, bad guy." The lamb replied vaguely, or perhaps it didn't bother to mention the "bad guy" and gave it a brief introduction.

"That sword is powerful, no wonder Artes gets excited."

The long-feathered maple turned Artes around and drooped again, the green sword flower scorching the night outside the city walls.

"Yes, I think, he's just here to test how many catties and taels you have, and there are more powerful people waiting for you behind, at least Tellurium is one of them."

"Tellurium ...... The Divine Messenger ......"

Chang Yu Feng watched Wan Zhang staggering towards himself, Wan Zhang was not himself after all, and he had begun to be unable to parry under the huge physical load, although Chang Yu Feng did not hurt him, but his attack methods that were too different from ordinary people and attack methods that did not conform to the human body structure were too damaging to his body, and he was unable to move quickly.

But he still walked towards Chang Yu Feng, with the heaviest murderous aura.

"Is he done tempting......"

Chang Yu Feng once again held Artes horizontally in front of him, his index and middle fingers closed, and slid against the blade of Artes' sword, the dark light reflected Long Yu Feng's face on it, he moved his gaze to Wan Zhang again, and the mark on his eyebrows was very ruddy.

"Artes! Listen to orders! ”

With a soft shout, he threw Artes into the air, and Artes spun and flew into the air, a distant ancient sound trembling from his sword.

[Obey the king's command! 】

"[White Spirit Sword Sect Ninth Style: One Sword Flying Immortal]"

The sword move was drunk, Chang Yu Feng's palms were closed, the blue aura from the palm to the body, Artes also brightened, and Chang Yu Feng opened and closed his palm, Artes was also divided into three bodies, and under the fingerprints of Chang Yu Feng, he rushed to ten thousand feet.

"You are my Imperial compatriot, you shouldn't be a minion of the undead here, nevertheless ......"

Chang Yu Feng's sword posture opened and closed, Artes also flew around Wanzhang under his fingerprints, three bodies in a formation, Artes was like silk, with a sword sound, layered on top of each other, like ten thousand swords entangled.

Wan Zhang was surprised for a moment, and in a panic, he saw Artes slash out, he hurriedly raised his hand to parry with his prison teeth, but unexpectedly, Artes's other two bodies were also slashed together, and layers of blood insects splashed on the spot, Artes flew sideways under the fingerprints of Changyu Feng.

Wanzhang snorted defensively, but was powerless under Artes' three-body attack.

One cut the back, two cut the arms, three cut the legs and knees, the worm blood splashed everywhere, and the worm blood made smoke.

Hellfang can stop Artes one, but not Artes, and this move is obviously fierce enough, and it is difficult to survive Artes's sword without armor or a weapon that can defend against it.

Changyu Feng released his spiritual power, making Arte's three-body slash more concentrated and fast, even if he had three heads and six arms, it was difficult to stop, the skin was cut again and again, and the blood insects bloomed like flowers, with a strange dark light.

Wanzhang may not have thought that Chang Yu Feng would use such a powerful sword technique, the tooth blade of the prison tooth was ruthlessly cut by Artes, and each successful block made the gap bigger and bigger, its trembling became heavier and heavier, and the pressure on Wanzhang's arm became more and more intense, and the viscous blood flowed from Wanzhang's mouth, blocking Artes's three-body slash again and again.

And Chang Yu Feng stopped on the spot, watching Wanzhang being cut by Artes little by little, he indifferently watched those worms being eliminated by Artes from Wanzhang's body, even if Wanzhang was covered in blood, those worms seemed to be unable to be broken, rising with the smoke waves.

The flesh and blood cut by Artes could not heal, and the desperate resistance made him more and more insignificant, and he could no longer break through the siege of Changyu Feng's sword array, so he could only be slaughtered.

"It's a monster at all."

The black smoke and worms all over his body are intertwined, and Wanzhang has already opened his skin and flesh, and what supports him can only be the "living blood" in the brain that is dying and struggling!

The Lamb's words are without any pity.

"You know what? Sometimes, I don't know which side I represent......"

Chang Yu Feng slowly took out his finger prints again, he retracted his fingers and swirled, Artes also stopped abruptly, he was stunned, and the jail teeth that were slashed away could only pass in front of him, but he couldn't hit Artes who had returned to Chang Yu Feng's hands.

Arteus is three in one, the sword body has a clear spring to wash the blood, and the green blade returns to its original appearance.

"The last move of a sword flying immortal is a killing move. I think you are being used, it is really pitiful, spare your life. ”

"Leave to fend for yourself."

Changyu Feng condescended, and put Arte's handsome sword flower away. He quickly covered his body with his black robe, pulled down his hood to hide his face, and he ran, this time, no one would stop him from entering the city.

Seeing that Chang Yufeng was leaving, his blood-stained eyes crossed his eyebrows, and he rushed to the general, but he ran up in two steps, but he could only walk slowly.

The jailtooth fell before his eyes, and he fell to his knees.

"Huh-"

He couldn't let himself laugh out loud anymore, so he could only let the blood meet with the worm and spit out of his mouth and fall to the ground.

The black smoke and dust were like the ethereal void of his life, and he no longer knelt down, but fell to the ground in response, his prison teeth slamming to the ground, his teeth and blades like canine teeth intertwined, and instantly cracked and opened into fine blades.

"I know what you're thinking, but, it's impossible, this poor guy is here to die, if you don't kill him, he will also be devoured by the living blood of Tellura."

The lamb spread its hands, indifferent, looking at the shell eaten by the worm.

"I'm wondering if the [Demon Blood], which is even more terrifying than Tellumen's [Living Blood], is it out of control, if that's the case, there's too much we need to destroy......"

"There is no need to have a psychological burden, but to be honest, if everyone is strengthened with this terrible blood, it will become only killing...... Demon...... Everything will be ...... Troublesome ......"

The lamb closes its eyes and looms.

"If that's the case...... That...... I don't know how to end it...... Wish...... There are ...... in the middle of the road"