1689: C1689 Unrepentant death

C1689 Unrepentant death

Qin Feng laughed.

He came and wanted to leave, but there was no door.

The remaining two people looked at each other and howled in despair.

Brahma's mirror entrance.

"Feng Wuhuang, you won't be able to escape."

In the last moment, Zhao Tiange and the Bai Lan finally blocked Feng Wuhuang's path, blocking Feng Wuhuang at the entrance of the Brahma Extreme Realm.

Looking at the door that was just inches away from him, Feng Wuhuang's heart was filled with hatred.

"Get out of the way."

"Don't force me to kill you."

He spoke coldly, his long and narrow eyes were like a blade as they sliced through the two people's necks, and his killing intent condensed and was icy cold to the bone.

If not for the time being, and the two ants dared to stand in front of him, Feng Wuhuang would have already made his move. It was a pity that Qin Feng was too strong, Feng Wuhuang did not know how long he could last.

As for killing Qin Feng, don't cause trouble.

They were no longer on the same level of power.

"Aiyo, I'm so scared."

Zhao Tiange pulled his head back in an exaggerated manner and laughed loudly. Then, his expression became serious: "To think that you're still putting on the attitude of a Son of God at this point, who are you showing that to?"

"This is the Spirit Mountain Wonderland, do you really think it's Lianhua Mountain! "Idiot."

Zhao Tiange mercilessly taunted, not giving Feng Wuhuang the slightest amount of face.

"Very good."

, who was rushing to escape, squinted his eyes, which were deep red with lava flowing within. He flung his hand, and a fiery red long whip rolled towards Zhao Tiange.

A persimmon picked up a soft pinch.

In the Menlan, the Bai Lan was only second to Feng Wuhuang, while Zhao Tiange was ranked at the bottom of the twelve, and had even used some tricks to get into the Spirit Mountain Wonderland.

In Feng Wuhuang's heart, even if he did not kill Zhao Tiange with this whip, he could force Zhao Tiange to retreat, and create an opportunity for him to escape the Brahma Extreme Realm.

"A persimmon picking a soft spot to pinch!"

Humph!

Zhao Tiange coldly snorted, and scolded: "Today, I'll let you know what it means to not see each other for one day, as though it's been three years."

"After a few months have passed, do you really think I'm still my old Mad monk?!"

Zhao Tiange's expression turned solemn, he flipped his hand and took out a long sword.

Wind Blade.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Countless cold glints flashed, and like stars, they struck against the long whip that was flying towards them like spirit snakes, disintegrating Feng Wuhuang's first wave of attack.

"Hmph …"

Feng Wuhuang's face changed.

"Damn it …"

He cursed silently.

This damned place isolated the Tao Art and Dharma. Even an ant like Zhao Tiange dared to be presumptuous in front of him.

If he could use Buddha Arts, Feng Wuhuang could guarantee that in one move, Zhao Tiange would definitely die.

"How preposterous."

He let out a cold snort, and the long whip transformed again. It swirled up a gust of wind, and shot over like a dragon.

"Tian Ge, you left and right."

It was only a short delay, but Bai Lan had already reacted, placing her dragon fist and divine sword in her left hand into the battle.

With one more Bai Lan, Feng Wuhuang's pressure would immediately increase exponentially.

"This won't do …"

Feng Wuhuang rolled his eyes and suddenly retracted his whip. He stood up, flipped his hand and took out a box, kicked it open and said gloomily: "A hundred thousand immortal stone. If the two of you get out of the way, these hundred thousand immortal stone will be handed to you immediately. "

"A hundred thousand immortal stone?"

Looking at the box of immortal stone s on the ground, Zhao Tiange's eyes lit up, and he looked at Bai Lan playfully: How is it, Bai Lan, fifty thousand immortal stone s per person, are you doing?

"Sure."

Bai Lan replied with a smile.

Zhao Tiange immediately shouted: "It's not enough, two hundred thousand immortal stone."

Feng Wuhuang felt hatred in his heart, his long and narrow eyes subtly swept past Feng Wuhuang and Bai Lan, flipped his hand and took out a sandalwood chest, kicked it open, and said: "Two hundred thousand immortal stone, get out of the way."

These two hundred thousand immortal stone were roughly the bottom line of the King of the Minde Wheel.

It had always been stored in a hidden place, but after Gu Luo took it out, he gave it to Feng Wuhuang to keep.

"When I escape, you two will regret it."

Feng Wuhuang swore to himself.

"No, you kick the immortal stone over first. Otherwise, how would we know if you would go back on your word and not give us the immortal stone?"

Zhao Tiange said as he weighed the pros and cons.

Feng Wuhuang muttered to himself for a while, before saying halfway, "I'll leave the immortal stone here. You guys come and get it, I'll go out myself."

This was Feng Wuhuang's final bottom line.

"No, how about this, you pay the deposit first and give half of the hundred thousand immortal stone to us."

Zhao Tiange's eyes lit up, and he proposed again.

"Mm …" "Alright!"

Before he could even say the word "good", a sonic boom could be heard from afar.0

Feng Wuhuang's face changed from white to red, then red to white, and then he shouted with an ashen face: "Mad monk … "You're stalling for time."

"So what?"

Zhao Tiange laughed and waved the Wind Blade in his hand, then said: "You can only blame yourself for being stupid."

Feng Wuhuang was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

With his intellect, this kind of thing could have been easily seen through any minute.

He could only blame Qin Feng for giving him too much pressure, causing him to panic and lose his wits.

"Chi Wen."

These two words came out of his clenched teeth.

Suddenly.

Bang!

Feng Wuhuang kneeled on the ground.

"Master, I was wrong. Forgive me!"

He hit his head heavily on the ground, one by one, unceasingly. His voice was filled with emotion as he cried with all his might.

"So ruthless, kneeling just like that."

"What a ruthless man."

Zhao Tiange and Bai Lan looked at each other, their hearts at ease.

No wonder Qin Feng had to kill Feng Wuhuang.

"Forgive you?"

Qin Feng landed on the ground while accompanied by a violent gust of wind. He swung the bottom of his white robes, and his eyes landed on Feng Wuhuang. His lips curled up into a smile, and his face revealed ridicule: "For what reason, give me a reason."

"Master, disciple was just muddle-headed for a moment …"

As he spoke, a cold light flashed past Feng Wuhuang's lowered head, and a dagger that glowed with a ghastly green light slipped out of his sleeve, stabbing forward with lightning.

"Qin Feng, go and die."

Feng Wuhuang roared hatefully.

Everything was for this thrust.

The dagger was smeared with poison specially made by Immortal Stone Residence. Upon seeing the blood seal the throat and destroying one's soul, the dagger would cause one's soul to dissipate.

"Hmph, dogs can't stop themselves from eating feces."

Qin Feng snorted coldly, as if he had already known of Feng Wuhuang's plans. He clasped his hands together, caught the dagger that Feng Wuhuang had thrusted at him, and pushed him back with his hands.

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