Chapter 267: Desperate Situation
Time stood still for a moment!
Then the void shook!
Bang bang!
Deafening and reverberating!
At the place where the two men attacked, a wave of air erupted that covered the sky and the sun, expanding, drumming, and impacting in all directions! The millions of tons of ground could not bear it, and after the agitation, it was violently blown away!
The ferocious energy swept across, and there was not a trace of smoke and dust in a radius of a hundred zhang, all of which were swept away by the strong wind, and even if an innate realm stood close, it would be directly shocked into minced meat by such a violent aftermath.
And in the sound of a nuclear bomb exploding, Song Yifei's two arms, the sleeves of his shirt were torn inch by inch, making a clear sound of bone cracking, and he was wrapped in yin and yang, as if he was hit head-on by a train, and retreated wildly!
"!"
With every step he took back with a roar, there was the sound of bones popping, the sound of strong muscle fibers breaking at root, and the blood from his mouth and nose splattered uncontrollably.
The ground under his feet was a mess, and Song Yifei stepped on it and burst out of deep pits one after another, but he still couldn't stop his backwards.
On the other hand, Ren Wuxiu's fierce face flashed a trace of pain, distorted, and was instantly pressed down, and the pure blood and aura on his body burned like blood-colored flames.
This time, the power of the body surpassed a certain limit, and only the vision that would be produced.
"Rubbish! weren't you crazy just now!"
Ren Wuxiu's whole body was shaken by qi and blood, and he stubbornly withstood the reaction force borne by his body, and once again raised his fist with a cruel smile, shook his wings, and tore the void and blasted towards Song Yifei!
This guy's form will definitely not last, persistence is victory!
Song Yifei comforted himself in his heart.
However, his psychological comfort did not last long.
Boom, boom, boom
Stormy waves, violent storms, like volcanic eruptions, the sky collapsed, Ren Wuxiu let out an excited laugh, his wings vibrate, his body turned into lightning, tearing the air, breaking the sound barrier, the blue-gray steel fist, constantly waving, ten miles of earth, like there are cannonballs exploding one after another, like thousands of thunders falling at the same time, the ground is broken, collapsed, and the earth is shaking.
At this moment, Ren Wuxiu was full of firepower, a large vacuum was created between his fists and feet, his body was wrapped in a white air mass, and his fists were frantically beating and bombarding Song Yifei.
Between the movements, Ren Wuxiu's whole person looked like a hell demon god, every punch and every kick carried tens of millions of catties of huge power, which also caused the continuous explosion of the air flow around his body, and everywhere he passed, the earth, the sky, and the air flow were all shattered, not like the destruction caused by one person, it was like the baptism of tens of thousands of missiles.
On the other hand, Song Yifei, who was wrapped in Tai Chi and performed Tai Chi, was like a turtle shell, no matter how Ren Wuxiu beat him, he just couldn't completely break it.
Song Yifei seemed to have forgotten the pain, completely ignored the injuries on his body, gritted his teeth and carried Ren Wuxiu's crazy fists and feet, hoping to see a little hope of reversing the situation!
Song Yifei, who was completely at a disadvantage and could only be beaten passively, had blood concussions and flying out of his mouth and nose, and there were deep fist marks everywhere on his body, and bruises from bursting capillaries, not only on the outside, but also on his bones and internal organs, which had been tempered thousands of times, had gradually cracked and been riddled with holes under such a thrilling and violent bombardment!
"Labor and management will be killed if they continue like this!"
As the battle continued, Song Yifei's physical strength and true qi began to slide uncontrollably, and because of the big gap in cultivation, his true qi was already a little unsupplied.
Faced with the current mortal situation, Song Yifei wanted to turn around and escape directly.
But he didn't dare!
Ren Wuxiu's speed was too fast, and he wasn't sure.
One is bad, the back is attacked, and he may die on the spot.
"Damn! Damn! What should I do?!!"
Due to the anxiety in his heart, coupled with the fact that his state was getting lower and lower, Song Yifei's defense showed a trace of flaw, and Ren Wuxiu screamed excitedly: "Miscellaneous!
Boom!
Like a thunderbolt hitting the earth, a huge sound exploded, taking advantage of Song Yifei's defensive mistake, Ren Wuxiu seized the opportunity, raised his fists at the same time, his whole body was full of qi and blood, and rushed out!
This bombardment was extremely ferocious, his arm muscles and muscles shook and vibrate, bursting out a series of rumbling muffled thunder sounds, red blood flames rose to the sky, and his body broke the sound barrier one after another, turning into an extreme streamer, and rushed towards Song Yifei's chest.
Crackling!
The footsteps were crazy backwards, Song Yifei's face was pale, and there was a crazy look in his eyes, he desperately agitated his arms, and finally between the lightning and flint, the true qi rioted like burning engine oil, setting off a violent fist in a thousand moments, and met Ren Wuxiu's attack.
Bang!
There was another loud bang like a shock, and a terrifying shock wave of energy escaped, causing the already chaotic ground under the feet of the two to collapse again, forming a huge pit as deep as a hundred feet.
In the explosion and roar of the air current, Song Yifei could not maintain his body, and flew out upside down with a clear bone cracking sound.
Song Yifei's heavy body slammed into the ground, splashing large clouds of smoke and dust.
Knowing his own situation, he did not lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, but quickly stabilized his injuries, bleeding all over his body, and stood up from the dust and smoke.
"Miscellaneous pieces!
Ren Wuxiu, who firmly had the upper hand, stared at the place where Song Yifei landed and slowly advanced, his eyes burning with excitement and cruelty.
Song Yifei, who struggled to stand up from the ground, exuded a strong smell of blood all over his body, his left arm fell softly, and the feeling of severe pain was continuously transmitted to his brain, stimulating his nerves.
The two fists collided just now, and the fist bones, tendons, and muscles of his left hand were ruptured in a large area, and he almost lost his fighting strength.
In an instant, he noticed that Song Yifei's left hand was abolished, and Ren Wuxiu's eyes flashed hideous and cruel, and his gray pupils looked directly at Song Yifei.
"In that case, then let me die!"
Ren Wuxiu sneered, the gray hair on his whole body moved without wind, the wings behind his back shook, and the air around him collapsed suddenly under the terrifying impact, just like a cloud burst bomb exploded in the air!
With the support of his strong and inhuman physical strength, his body squeezed the air fiercely, knocked out a vacuum belt, and his body was like a thunderbolt that passed through the sky, and he pounced directly towards Song Yifei!
Behind him, there was a violent explosion of billowing air, and a white circular sound wave tore apart the world.
Between the lightning and flint, Song Yifei clearly felt the horror of Ren Wuxiu's blow, his sweat and hairs exploded, and an incomparable chill surged into his heart.
Really!
Among the seven orifices, the blood snake meandered down, and the muscles, bones, and internal organs of the whole body were constantly shaking and cracking, and Song Yifei knew that nine times out of ten he would be beaten to death by Ren Wuxiu if he resisted.
Sou!
Just as Ren Wuxiu's fist was about to arrive, a black streamer suddenly flew out of the ground behind Song Yifei and landed in his right hand, which was still intact.
"Rubbish! You think you can block it with a knife change!"
Ren Wuxiu had a cruel smile on his face, and he didn't stop at all, and slammed straight over.
An overwhelming, thick black shadow that could not be washed away even if it was poured out of all corners of the world, rose from behind Song Yifei, like a god who came out of the ancient myth and despair hell and controlled the life and death of the world, representing death and destruction!
The black mist of this shadow of death wafted out from all over its body, and a breath of decay, fright, and despair filled the heavens and the earth in an instant, spreading in all directions, devouring everything!
Just the moment it appeared, within a radius of nearly a mile, the grass and trees on the ground instantly zeroed, withered and decayed at a visible speed, and turned into ashes, as if to devour all the vitality in the world!!
At this time, Song Yifei's eyes turned completely pitch black, his breath changed greatly, and his demonic aura was rolling, as if he had changed a person, his momentum became cruel and tyrannical, and he died, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed towards Ren Wuxiu.
The first form of the magic knife - the demonic qi is vertical!
The stars are falling and the moon is sinking!
The cruel, blazing, and cold knife momentum was almost to the extreme, and at the moment when Ren Wuxiu reached it, it just hit the fist.