Chapter 279: Duan Yong's Despair II
That despair was just an enema of a glass of poisonous wine, piercing the intestines and rotting, making him feel painful, "How can this be...... How so?...... No...... Impossible!"
And Wu Haitao had already started his speed at this time and fled towards the outside of the palace wall! However, as soon as his body reached mid-air, he suddenly saw a figure in front of him, and the preserved egg had already stopped in front of him, and he smiled: "What?
Although the voice sounded extremely funny and joking, but in Wu Haitao's ears, it was like a muffled thunder in the air, which hit his heart violently, and he almost couldn't stand on his feet, and he was about to fall from the air. A third-level martial artist has no backhand power at all in front of a fourth-level martial artist, this is obviously useless and undoubted!
His arms are broken!
The whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and then slammed into the ground more than ten zhang away! Wu Haitao struggled to get up half of his body, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood with a 'poof' and fell to the ground again!
At this point, Duan Yong was completely in trouble, and there was no one around him who could help him......
The vast majority of the members of the Duan Gang had already died in the scuffle just now, and now the vast majority of the remaining people were already remorseful at this time, but they all knew very well that there was no turning back for them now......
I thought it was a gamble that I knew I would win and lose it, but I can imagine their mood.
(One more thing, I had a cold today, and I was a little dizzy when I wrote it!)
On the battlefield at this time, the number of rebels on Duan Yong's side was even equal to the number of Qingwutang before Feng Ya and his party arrived, with 900 people on each side, and more than 800 people had already died in this battle! No matter at any time, the war was cruel. Life will be harvested like a wheat field, human life will become worthless, and what is even more terrible is that no one will know that you have been here, how desolate and sad?
The square-faced pig and Wu Haitao were both seriously injured at this time, completely losing their ability to fight half, Duan Yong had no generals on his side, and Fengya on the side, but Fengya's group of five people was enough to turn the tide of the battle!
Duan Yong felt that his heart was dripping blood, and at this time, he had clearly felt that his future was not far off......
Feng Ya was looking at him coldly from the side, his eyes full of disdain and hatred. For what this guy once did to him, he will never forget it for the rest of his life. In the Phantom Martial Arts Hall, in order to show Duan Lang his own strength, he did not hesitate to put himself to death several times, if it weren't for the shield bone protection and the defense increase of the Golden Armor Martial Law at that time, where would Fengya still have his life at that time?
Now, I think it's time to pay off old debts!
Looking at Feng Ya's eyes and gaze, Duan Yong's heart couldn't help but chuckle, "This little bastard... Not dead yet!" After gritting his teeth in his heart, his heart slowly calmed down, and it was obviously impossible to escape. Wu Haitao, who was one level higher than his own strength, was caught in just one breath, not to mention his speed.
In short, he has understood a truth, and now he has become a turtle in an urn! No matter what. Death has become the only result, rather than being greedy for life and afraid of death, it is better to straighten your waist and die more decently. As soon as he thought of this, Duan Yong's heart slowly calmed down. Then he looked coldly into Feng Ya's eyes, "Little bastard, don't look at me like that!"
However, the words have just come out. I felt a wind blowing in my face, and then I felt a hot pain in my mouth, and then I heard a crisp and crisp 'pop'! Feng Ya had already arrived in front of him in an instant, and slapped himself heavily, "Who is the little bastard scolding?!"
What a fast speed!?
This was what Duan Yong thought of in his heart at that moment. How did he know that Fengya had mastered a certain amount of fire for the thousand feathers of the preserved eggs, although the speed in front of the preserved eggs was still far behind, but for ordinary people, his speed was beyond the ordinary positioning. Duan Yong just received this slap in the face, and the fire in his heart couldn't help but burn all of a sudden, and he heard Feng Ya scold, 'Who is the little mongrel scolding?' for a while, and blurted out: "The little mongrel scolds you!"
Feng Ya smiled coldly and said, "That's right, it's the little bastard who is scolding me!" Duan Yong had already lost in this instant, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
Duan Yong only reacted at this time, and couldn't help but blush, glaring angrily at the smiling people around him and scolding: "What are you laughing at?!
Those rebels naturally didn't dare to laugh anymore, but the Qingwutang rebels laughed uncontrollably. Duan Yong was so annoyed that he slapped it towards Fengya with one palm! He had already seen Fengya's defensive ability before, so this seemingly ordinary palm was ruthless, and there was a fiery red aura in his palm, which was the Fire Cloud Palm of the Fire Technique!
Feng Ya had already sensed it when he made a move, if it was to dodge, it would naturally be no problem, but he understood that although his palm was full of strength, it did no harm to himself, just stood in place, not moving, the hand 'Peng' hit his chest, Feng Ya's whole body flew out of a few feet at once, and then stood firmly, looked at Duan Yong with a stunned face and said: "Do you want to come? Your tickling technique is getting worse and worse!"
Duan Yong's face couldn't help but turn blue for a while, remembering the appearance of this child's charred skin after receiving a slap from him a year ago, and then look at the present...... couldn't help but suspect that he had a dream that was not very real, in the imperial city, he had also seen many talented martial arts teenagers advance a long distance in a short period of time, but he had never seen such a crazy person as Feng Ya, but a year had already made him tremble!
What has happened to this little bastard in the course of a year?......
Why can't he have such adventures and advancements like him?!
Duan Yong looked at Feng Ya in front of him, who couldn't believe it, and began to regret why he was so careless a year ago, and actually gave Feng Ya a chance to come back to life again...... But at the time...... Recalling the tragic situation of Fengya at that time, he still couldn't believe that he could still be resurrected after being like that, so he couldn't believe it......
Qianyan, who had been sitting on the wall, looked at Fengya with interest at this time, and muttered to himself: "I really didn't expect it, it's just that in just one year, his shield bone defense ability has actually reached such a terrifying level...... Seem...... Seems to have progressed much faster than my soul pupil......"
Thousand Eyes, a legendary physique that is not inferior to Fengya, has a special ability eye that countless people envy - Soul Pupil! (To be continued......