How does it taste
Climbing on the ground was covered with wounds, and the blood stained the whole body of Qing Yuanzi, and the heart of crying was gone.
After all, he is a veteran monk, Qing Yuanzi tried to raise his head and asked: "Why are you not controlled by my illusion?"
Zhang Feng hummed faintly: "Since I entered this valley, I have been guarding against traps, and then seeing you and Feng Lei Demon Dao join forces, if I stupidly plunged into your spells, wouldn't it be a waste of life? ten years?"
The once super killer, the only SS-level, has faced countless trials of life and death, and has been entrapped by Feng Lei's methods several times. The heart of guarding has long been filled.
"Thirty... years?"
Qing Yuanzi was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head again, the severe pain in her whole body made her expression very distorted, and the blood on her face made her look terrible.
"Are you less than thirty this year?" she asked hard.
Zhang Feng said indifferently: "Twenty-seven, twenty-eight after the new year."
"How is this possible?" Qing Yuanzi shouted, his eyes widened, and his mouth couldn't close together. He used a face of blood to explain what is incredible, "You are the cultivation base of Jin Dan, how can it be 20? Seven years old?"
Master Feng Lei said that he has cultivated two Jiazi, that is, one hundred and twenty years, and now it is only the golden core stage of cultivation.
Compared with Zhang Feng, it is really hard to believe.
"I have good talent." Zhang Feng said lightly.
"..."
Qing Yuanzi almost fainted, staring at Zhang Feng and said, "This fairy... has practiced for more than ninety years and obtained the master's true biography. Now she has just entered the Golden Core Stage, and you..."
I can't say it anymore, it's really a comparison of goods, people are better than people, you must die!
"You... are almost a hundred years old?"
This time, Zhang Feng was surprised. In the previous battle, Qing Yuanzi streaked several times, and the song flying to the sky, it doesn't look like an old grandmother jumped, right
"My fairy is 117 years old this year!" Qing Yuanzi wanted to be proud. After all, after living so old, she looks like a young girl, and it's worth showing off for any woman.
However, after speaking, she was left with a wry smile. Compared with the man in front of him, she was as old as a dog.
Zhang Feng grinned, concealing the surprise on his face.
Fucked his brows, released his murderous look, and asked in a cold voice
: "You have always said that you want to eat me, is it possible that your cultivation method depends on cannibalism to improve your cultivation?"
Qing Yuanzi seemed to feel death, and hurriedly responded: "No, no, then I say it is to scare you, in fact, all I can do is capture you alive, and then let the brother use the secret method to throw you alive into the alchemy furnace and make it. Pills, only in this way can the cultivation level be improved."
He said that he smiled at Zhang Feng with a pleasing expression, his face covered with blood, still a little glamorous.
As for whether what she said was true or false, Zhang Feng didn't believe it anyway.
Thinking of her being over a hundred years old, Zhang Feng felt tired and sneered, and said: "Okay, put away your set, and I'll deal with you later!"
Turning his head to look at Feng Lei who was still a few meters away, he suddenly let out a few cold snorts.
When Feng Lei heard it, he raised his head with difficulty, and looked like a skeleton. In fact, there was still a layer of skin left. It was extremely thin, so it looked like a skeleton.
"Demon Dao, how do you want to die?" Zhang Feng asked.
Feng Lei tried his best to turn over and lay down, leaning his head on the stone, and making a few ho ho, as if laughing: "Zhang Feng, my biggest mistake is that I didn't use the strongest spell at the beginning, and I shouldn't hold the cat show. The mouse's mentality is against you... heh heh!"
Before he finished talking, he coughed a few times, and a small amount of blood spurted out.
Zhang Feng felt that he was about to die, so he asked quickly: "How many people have you killed in your life?"
"Hahaha..." Master Feng Lei burst into laughter, coughing in the meantime, "Zhang Feng, this deity practiced two Jiazi, from the beginning the practice was to harvest yin and nourish the yang. There are countless women who died in my hands, hahaha... "
Hearing this, Zhang Feng's face sank, an icy breath radiated, and even frost appeared beside him, falling to the ground.
"In that case, I will avenge them in Ling Chi's way, killing them all!"
Before he finished his words, Zhang Feng waved his knife and cut.
The blade slashed in the air, leaving a sharp mark, and then, a wound appeared on Zhenren Feng Lei's foot, the skin was cracked, and scarlet muscles appeared.
The wound was not deep, but it was very painful. The real person Feng Lei suddenly screamed a few times, but because of his secret technique, his true energy and blood were given to Qing Yuanzi, and he was unable to struggle at this time.
Zhang Feng looked at him indifferently, without any pity for his tragic situation, slowly raised the knife, and cut it again.
under.
This time, a wound was left on the instep of the demon road.
Master Feng Lei called out again, weak and unable to struggle, so he could only look at Zhang Feng with bitter eyes.
In response to him, another knife...
Zhang Feng was determined to avenge all those who died in the hands of Feng Lei Demon Dao, every knife was just right, only hurting the skin, and never let him bleed to death.
In just a few minutes, Feng Lei had left dozens of wounds on his shriveled body, and the ground was covered with broken cloth.
Gu Ling and the soldiers rushed over, and everyone was speechless when they saw this scene.
"Idol..." Gu Ling murmured, suddenly awakened, immediately instructed the military officer to lead everyone out of the valley, and wait for Zhang Feng to vent his anger.
Tanks, helicopters, and soldiers exited the valley like a tide, leaving only the broken bamboo forest and woods. The small lake was still calm, but it was no longer clear.
"Idol, catching the wind and thunder demon alive and sending it to the headquarters is a great credit." Gu Ling whispered.
Zhang Feng's appearance at this time was too scary. Within three meters of him, he would be trembling with a strong chill, and the chill visible to the naked eye would emerge from him.
"The last blow is for you, you go and ask for credit!" Zhang Feng responded indifferently, not looking at Gu Ling, and swung the knife again.
Gu Ling couldn't bear to look again. He turned his head away, and was afraid that Zhang Feng would be trapped by the two demon ways, so he watched from the corner.
Kiyomoko, who was crawling on the ground, was dumbfounded with fright, his severely injured body trembling.
Feng Lei has caused countless people, and she is not much better. I don't know how many masters have eaten to improve her cultivation.
Demon Dao had already suffered more than two hundred knives on his body, and couldn't find a place for the knife. There was not much blood left. Lying there, it looked like it was out of breath, and it seemed to die at any time.
"Demon Dao, think about the people you killed, how much pain they endured, you have to enjoy the change!"
Zhang Feng became more and more angry as he spoke, grabbing the broken clothes on the ground, trapping the hands of the real person Feng Lei, dragging it a few meters away, and hanging from the tree.
Then, Ling Chi continued.
This time, use the knife behind him.
Qing Yuanzi was trembling when he saw it, and wanted to escape, but found that his meridians were broken, his dantian was broken, and he was completely ruined...
(End of this chapter)