The saint is powerful, but her physical body is not as good as Wang Feng's. Now that the mist has poured in, the saint will lose half of her life even if she is not afraid of death.
"The opportunity has come!"
At this time, Emperor Xuanyu shouted loudly, and then all their strength was directed at the Saint.
The opportunity was fleeting, and Wang Feng naturally saw this opportunity and rushed towards the Saint.
Since Wang Feng is not as powerful as this saint, but he can take over the physical injuries, as long as Wang Feng finds a chance, he will tear this saint alive!
"You're the one I've been waiting for!"
It's just that what Wang Feng and others saw was a fighter plane, but they didn't know that it might be a trap deliberately set by the saint.
When Wang Feng rushed in front of the saint, a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on the saint's face, and then she grabbed Wang Feng's head with her hand.
There was actually a layer of light shield inside the light shield. All of Wang Feng's mist was blocked from the outside, so when the saint caught her, Wang Feng was really caught off guard.
Even though he reacted quickly enough and quickly turned his head away, the saint's hand was still on his shoulder.
It felt as if her shoulders were about to be grabbed off. At this moment, the saint's five fingers were completely immersed in Wang Feng's flesh and blood.
Tear~
A large piece of flesh and blood on Wang Feng's shoulder was torn off by the saint.
The other hand instantly rested on the saint's wrist. Wang Feng used a strong force and he removed the saint's hand.
The figure retreated violently, and Wang Feng did not continue to attack because he had obviously fallen into the trap.
He didn't know what kind of back-ups the saint had, so he had to retreat.
Even faster than when he arrived, Wang Feng retreated.
"Master?"
Seeing Wang Feng's miserable appearance, Bi Fan's eyes widened because he did not expect that his master would be injured.
"You won't get anything cheap if you fight her like this. You can only combine my power." At this time, Wang Feng's clone said.
You must know that he was originally one with Wang Feng. Now that Wang Feng is defeated by this saint, he should play his original role.
Maybe Wang Feng had this in mind from the beginning, otherwise why would he waste his soul to create a clone
"I can still fight!"
Although the saint grabbed a large piece of his flesh and blood, Wang Feng also forcibly removed the opponent's hand. In this duel, he could not be said to suffer a loss.
Once this clone is integrated into the original body, this clone will no longer exist in this world from now on.
To be honest, Wang Feng didn't want to do such a thing until the last moment, because he was equivalent to killing his other self.
But now that the clone has made such a decision, Wang Feng naturally feels very unhappy.
If he could be stronger, would he be able to kill this saint by himself
You must know that after practicing all the way, Wang Feng can often crush his opponents, and there are very few people who are his opponents.
But this holy girl of the Holy Sect is now an exception, because not only is her cultivation the same as Wang Feng, but her strength is far superior to Wang Feng. Wang Feng may never have the chance to encounter such a battle in the future.
"While you and I are not too exhausted, we must fuse now, otherwise it will be too late for us to fuse after both of us have lost most of our combat effectiveness." At this time, the clone shouted, Somewhat anxious.
It's just that it's useless for him to be anxious about this matter. Wang Feng himself still needs to nod and agree. Otherwise, even if he wants to integrate into Wang Feng's body, it may not be possible.
At the beginning, Wang Feng actually wanted to take out his clone to practice, and then merge it with his own body, so as to find a new path of cultivation and promotion. It could even save his training time and make him stronger.
But as time went by, Wang Feng no longer had this idea in his heart. He now only regarded this clone as his brother. Under such circumstances, if this brother wanted to die to express his ambition, then what could Wang Feng do? I'll agree.
"No, we haven't reached the last moment yet, we must not have such an idea." Wang Feng shook his head and refused directly.
The consequence of her refusal was that the saint had already rushed forward. Although she lost a hand, it did not have much suppressive effect on the explosion of her cultivation, and even her hand had re-condensed into one.
"Cut off one of my hands, and I'll take the head off your neck."
The saint's voice was like coming from the Nine Nether Hells, and a powerful aura swept towards Wang Feng.
Although he was injured, Wang Feng still rushed forward, because if he didn't rush forward now, who else could he expect to face the saint
The injury on his shoulder was deep enough to show the bone, but this did not affect Wang Feng's overall strength, so at this moment all the mist he controlled himself retracted in front of him, forming an effective defensive shield.
As soon as he took action, violent mist surged forward along with Wang Feng's power. As long as the saint's defense was torn apart, it would be much easier for Wang Feng to deal with her.
It's just that this saint has been on guard against Wang Feng's mist for a long time and will not give it a chance.
"I said I want to take your head, so I will take your head."
At this moment, Wang Feng suddenly felt that his breathing became difficult, as if an invisible force had locked his throat.
"The power of heaven and earth!"
At this moment, a voice came out of Wang Feng's mouth, and he discovered what the power blocking him was.
Although this saint is no longer afraid of the Xuanhuang Qi, her ability to control the power of heaven and earth seems to still be there. At this moment, this power wants to forcefully twist off Wang Feng's head.
However, this force does not require Wang Feng to do anything extra, because at this moment, the Xuanhuang Qi in Wang Feng's body has already exploded with power, helping Wang Feng to escape from this force.
Xuanhuang Qi had saved Wang Feng more than once in the past, but this time the power of heaven and earth restraining Wang Feng would have no effect.
It's just that the saint had already launched another wave of attacks when Wang Feng broke free from the power of heaven and earth. With a wave of her sleeve, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared, trying to pull Wang Feng into it.
"This is the latest thing I have learned, specially designed to kill you!" The saint's voice was like ice that has not melted for thousands of years, making people feel cold from head to toe.
Terrifying power swept out of this vortex, as if it were the mouth of a giant beast.
"Reincarnation!"
At this moment, Wang Feng made a low sound from his mouth, and then he used his magical power.
It's a pity that magical powers can't save Wang Feng from approaching the vortex at such a speed.
"Eye of Destruction!"
Under such circumstances, Wang Feng could only use all his strength to resist the pulling power brought to him by the vortex.
He knew that the reason why this vortex existed was because of the saint, so as long as the saint was attacked, the vortex would naturally cease to exist.