Feng Feiyun was indeed extremely injured at the moment, bleeding all over his body, like a bloody man, killing Chen Mojin and the old man who protected the way, and also paid a huge price, after all, these people are all overlords, extremely strong, and they can be killed at will if they are not local chickens and dogs.
"A gust of wind, can you still fight" Wu Yangsheng raised his head, stared at the wind and flying clouds, stepped on the Eight Beasts to make up the sky, and his body was full of gold, and in an instant, a round of scorching divine yang flew out from the center of his eyebrows, burning raging flames around his body, fighting and killing, and the power was overwhelming.
The three war corpses also raised their heads to the sky and roared, swallowing the star mist, and the corpses spared their bodies, like three Yin soldiers and ghost generals, and the blood on the shrouded robes was extremely scarlet.
"Why not fight" Feng Feiyun's eyes were fierce, fierce and strong, and he fought with one of the war corpses with his bare hands, making a roaring explosion, buzzing in his ears, and his palms seemed to be hitting the mountains.
Nine blows in a row, the arm of the war corpse was broken, Feng Feiyun's fingers were like sharp claws, piercing the corpse body, grabbing the corpse palace in the body of the war corpse, and crushing it on the spot.
"Bang" Wu Yangsheng hit the Shenyang Great Technique and also hit Feng Feiyun's chest, beating Feng Feiyun back again and again, his internal organs were churning, and his whole body seemed to be burning, and his body was about to explode.
"You won't die like this" Wu Yangsheng was very surprised, how terrifying this move was, it could shatter a mountain range and split a big river, but it couldn't kill a gust of wind, how strong this person's body was Feng Feiyun stood firm, the evil qi surging above his body, and the black clouds behind him were churning.
"Feng Feiyun, I can lend you the power for free now, do you need it" Hades's voice sounded in his body.
"Get out" Feng Feiyun snorted coldly, and then went directly to Wu Yangsheng to kill the past, his pace was steady, and he had an indomitable momentum.
Because of the melting of Hades' left hand into his body, Hades promised to borrow Feng Feiyun's power once, and this old guy wanted to fulfill his promise now, but Feng Feiyun didn't agree.
The current situation is dangerous, but it has not yet reached the point where it is necessary to rely on the strength of others.
Unless he meets a person who is not at a power level, Feng Feiyun will borrow the power of that time, but it is definitely not now.
"Bang" "Bang" Feng Feiyun single-handedly fought seven masters, fought three to death, scared off one, and only the last three were left, what else did not dare to fight Wu Yangsheng obviously occupied the top, but at this moment, his heart was a little hairy, and he also had a little fear, but immediately this fear was wiped out by him, his mind was more determined than Zhi Xingtian, and he had already fought into the current situation, how could there be any reason to retreat, kill a gust of wind, and he would be able to make a name for himself immediately.
The Eight Beasts Replenishing Heaven Diagram condensed and manifested again, just like turning into a canopy, brilliant and magnificent, bursting out with extreme heavenly light.
Breaking the suppression of "the sun and the moon in the same sky", the speed of Feng Feiyun has been able to fully unfold, faster than a meteor, like a light and shadow intertwined, and the next moment directly pinched Wu Yangsheng's arm, and forcibly tore his left arm off.
A huge pain came, an arm was torn apart, Wu Yangsheng's mouth let out a muffled sound, and he felt the blood flowing on his shoulder, and his body seemed to be torn apart.
"Bang" Feng Feiyun directly threw Wu Yangsheng's body out, like projecting stones, falling dozens of miles away, I don't know how many Buddha walls were smashed, and the Buddhist prohibitions left by those Buddhist monks were completely unstoppable.
And Feng Feiyun was also hit by the Eight Beasts Replenishing the Sky Map, blood splattered on his body, and the flesh and blood on his back were blurred, and he was knocked out, smashed the wall of the nunnery, and fell inside.
Feng Feiyun hadn't been so seriously injured for a long time, but he only had joy in his heart, this time he had almost pushed himself to the limit, if he didn't die, after the injury healed, his cultivation would definitely improve again.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were a little dark, and he almost fainted, and he quickly bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, and what appeared in front of him was a big bald head, which was staring at him curiously.
In the innermost part of the nunnery, there is only one big bald head.
Master of Zhizang "The monk's injuries have healed" Feng Feiyun propped his palms on the ground, supported his body, and sat up.
Master Zhizang nodded, the treasure elephant, his eyes were bright, his body was shining with golden light, and the Buddha's aura was shrouded, giving people a feeling of the Holy Buddha's presence, and he smiled faintly: "Amitabha Buddha still thanks you for that Buddha Dan." ” When Feng Feiyun saw the expression of the "mentally retarded monk", he knew that he must have guessed his identity, and he also knew that he had cultivated the Golden Silkworm Sutra, but since Feng Feiyun dared to use the Golden Silkworm Buddha Qi to help him heal his injuries, he was not afraid that he would know.
"Then why don't you get out and kill people quickly."
Wind Flying Cloud Road.
The monk Zhizang was stunned for a while, but the old monk was in a very high state of mind, still very peaceful, not angry at all, slowly stood up, and said slowly: "Amitabha Buddha is calm and calm, just go." ” Master Zhizang took out a black hat out of nowhere, put it on his head, and then walked out slowly, obviously he didn't want others to know his identity.
Feng Feiyun looked at the back of the "mentally handicapped monk" leaving suspiciously, and had some doubts in his heart, this monk was guarding against anyone If he wears a hat outside the ruins of the ancient temple, he is afraid of being recognized, and he is still afraid of being recognized when he enters the ruins of the ancient temple, is the object of his taboo in the ruins of the ancient temple Feng Feiyun's guess was right, the monk Zhizang hid his identity, and he was really guarding against a guardian in the ruins of the ancient temple, and the old monk didn't want a certain hidden guardian in the ruins of the ancient temple to know that he had come here.
Of course, this thought only flashed in Feng Feiyun's mind, and it was directly filtered, after all, the matter of this mentally handicapped monk had nothing to do with his half a copper coin, and he only cared about the things in the Fahong Palace.
"A gust of wind finally defeated" "Nonsense, the seven masters join forces, not to mention a gust of wind, even if a high-ranking giant comes, I'm afraid it will be defeated."
"It's already terrible, the seven masters, three dead, one remnant, this kind of record is very scary, even if a gust of wind dies in the ruins of the ancient temple, it will definitely set off a big wave in the Shenjin Dynasty, and many people will remember the name of this flower thief."
King Ziming stood on top of the pagoda, wearing a purple corpse robe, holding a corpse bell in his hand, his eyes were full of death intent, and he said coldly: "Everyone has been trapped in the copper furnace mountain, even the evil emperor has been deceived, but I know that this gust of wind is Feng Feiyun, and he has escaped." ” The body of the king of Hades was dug back by the sages of the Ziming corpse cave, and a lot of rotten blood was extracted from the corpse, for the king of Hades, the corpse cave of Ziming I don't know how many years of research, the king of Ziming naturally understands the evil spirit of the king of Hades very well, or rather, no one in the entire Shenjin Dynasty knows the evil spirit of the king of Hades better than him.
It is precisely for this reason that he is sure that "a gust of wind" is "wind and clouds".
"The Shenwu Army destroyed my Ziming Corpse Cave, then I will come to kill a god king, and I can also get the Golden Silkworm Sutra on his body unknowingly, and when I cultivate the Golden Silkworm Sutra Mahayana, it will be the time when the Shenjin Dynasty will fall."
King Ziming's eyes were gloomy, and he commanded the remaining two war corpses to rush into the nunnery, wanting to completely kill Feng Feiyun and then seize the Golden Silkworm Sutra, but just when the two war corpses just rushed into the nunnery, a bright Buddha light erupted inside, and the two war corpses were directly shocked out.
"Amitabha Buddha is good, good" Out of the nunnery came a mysterious man wearing a hat, with his hands folded and wearing a plain robe, who should be a Buddhist cultivator.
This change was beyond everyone's expectations, everyone thought that a gust of wind was dead, but they didn't expect that there were still masters in the nunnery, and just a piece of Buddha light cut out, and two war corpses comparable to super giants were sent flying, which seemed to be more powerful than a gust of wind.
"Pretending to be a ghost, what kind of person is a Buddha cultivator" King Ziming stood on top of the dilapidated pagoda in the distance, looked at the past, and his voice was extremely cold.
"Those who practice Buddhism only practice their own Buddha and do their own things, and as for this set of skins, it is the same if it is handed over to others, and it is the same if it is not handed over to others."
Master Zhizang's pace was not slow or hurried, he walked in front of the two war corpses, pressed his hands on the top of the heads of the two war corpses, and recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.
This monk is also too awesome.
In the nunnery, it was a little dim, Feng Feiyun sat on the ground, the spiritual light on his body flowed, and he quickly recuperated his injuries, "It is necessary to recover the strength of the third layer in the fastest time, maybe there are really guardians in the ruins of the ancient temple, and you have to rely on yourself to enter the Fahong Palace, you can't rely on the mentally retarded monk, this monk is as shrewd as a ghost, maybe he will buy it." ” Just when these thoughts flashed quickly in Feng Feiyun's mind, a murderous aura suddenly struck, and the mist in the nunnery gathered, turning into a slender and elegant jade figure, as if it was a fairy who fell from the sky.
It's a pity that this is not a real fairy, because she has already sacrificed a broken sword, and the flames on the blade of the sword are rolling, and it is placed on Feng Feiyun's neck.
This war sword was given to her by Feng Feiyun, it was the Yue Lie war sword of Ji Yibei, one of the three major scattered people of Daomen, Ji Yibei died in Tonglu Mountain, and this war sword was collected by Feng Feiyun and handed over to Ye Siwan.
"Flower thief has a gust of wind, old devil, no matter how good your cultivation is, no one can save your life today."
Ye Siwan is naturally beautiful, extremely talented, and her heart is also the dragon and phoenix among people, she did not retreat before, waiting for this opportunity.
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Feng Feiyun sat on the ground, stopped healing, and coughed up two balls of blood from his mouth.
"It's useless to pretend to be pitiful, an old devil like you is innocent of death."
Ye Siwan slashed it with a sword, very decisively, but she didn't want his life, she didn't use all her strength, she just gave him a dismount, kill his majesty, and he would be obedient later, because she still had to force a gust of wind to hand over the souls of Liu Ruixin and others.
Feng Feiyun blocked it with his left arm, but he was still slashed and hit on the altar, very embarrassed, coughing up blood again, and sighed: "Siwan, I'm an uncle":