886: C886 Chop off His Legs

C886 Chop off His Legs

Looking at the dense flock of vultures in front of him, Hee Feng felt like his heart was willing but his strength was lacking. Even if he could kill one or two vultures, there were still tens of millions of vultures behind him. Was he going to kill them all like a machine? This was absolutely impossible. After all, a human's physical strength had to face such a huge torrent of vultures.

Even if his entire body was made of iron, how long could he last?

As expected, accompanied by the vulture's attack wave spreading out again, Hee Feng and Han Lee retreated backwards, but at this moment, all of a sudden, just as Hee Feng was about to cut off the wing of a vulture, Han Lee suddenly let out a painful cry. Hee Feng frowned and turned his head to look.

He only saw one of Han Lee's feet stuck in the crack of the rock. Seeing this, Hee Feng frowned. Could it be that he was really unlucky during this period of time and was cursed by someone? Why did he encounter such things all the time?

He shook his head and helplessly stepped forward, wanting to help Han Lee pull his leg out.

But he did not know how to do it, because the vulture next to him would not allow him to do it. These guys were very smart. It seemed that they often hunted. After training their strong hunting skills, they had already exhausted Hee Feng, who was about to run out of energy. And Han Lee was their prey, ready to launch a fatal attack at them at any time.

They saw that one of the humans in front of them had lost the ability to move!

The vultures instantly rushed over and pounced at Hee Feng. Seeing the seven or eight vultures flying in front of him, Hee Feng did not dare to be neglectful. He raised the longsword in his hand and prepared to fight. Han Lee, who was beside him, could only stay where he was and resist the threat from the sky with great effort. But it seemed that he could not hold on much longer. After all, he had lost the advantage of moving.

It was like a tank. When he could move, its power was 100%, but when he was fixed as a fixed cannon, its power could only be released by 30% at most.

At this moment, not only was Han Lee's movement restricted, but Hee Feng's movement was also restricted because of Han Lee's delay. Under such circumstances, if he could not think of a way, in a few minutes, they would have to lie under the vulture's feet and become meat in their mouths.

Hee Feng didn't dare to be slow. He frowned and struggled. He thought hard. At this moment... Han Lee forcefully chopped off the feet of a vulture, then shouted at Hee Feng, "Boss, you can leave first. Don't worry about me!"

Although he was afraid of death, he still had a little bit of affection. At this moment, he also knew to buy some time for Hee Feng, which made Hee Feng feel a little touched.

"No need. We have to leave together!" Hee Feng frowned and scolded.

No matter how weak Hee Feng was, he did not need to use his men to escape. Besides, with Han Lee's strength, even if he ran away, he was afraid that these vultures would catch up to him in a few minutes.

There was no use at all!

Rather than that, he might as well persevere. Perhaps, he could wait until the day Yun Kai saw the sun.

Although the hope at this moment was a little slim, Hee Feng was still secretly looking forward to it. At this moment, when he heard Hee Feng say that he would not stay behind to cover his retreat, Han Lee's heart instantly turned sour.

Secretly, he also gave up the idea of letting Hee Feng lure the vulture away so that he could escape.

At this time, Hee Feng took out dozens of flying swords from his spatial zone and threw them into the air like throwing darts. They formed a huge sword formation that enveloped the area around them.

The vultures knew that the thing in front of them was dangerous, so they did not dare to go forward. Instead, they circled around them. Soon, a sharp sound came from the air.

Hee Feng looked into the distance and saw a mountain peak in the distance. A vulture that was much bigger than these ordinary vultures stood on the mountaintop, on its feathers. It was shrouded in a black fog and looked like a wolf king looking down on the mountain peak.

He was giving the order to attack!

Hee Feng told himself in his heart that the answer was not out of his expectations. He only saw the densely packed vultures in front of him. After hearing the order, they quickly roared and rushed towards him. Then, it was as if the era of cold weapons had charged into the ranks of the enemy's densely packed spearmen.

One by one, they charged toward them.

The formation also had its own soul perception. Hee Feng had set up this sword formation. Due to the lack of time, it was only a form, and not his god. It looked quite scary, but in fact, it was very useful. As his master, Hee Feng was Menqing.

If the Xuanyuan Sword was here, Hee Feng was confident that he could hold on for a little longer. But at this moment, because he had let his guard down and trusted others lightly, the Xuanyuan Sword had already been cheated away. With the help of this ordinary flying sword, he could form a sword formation.

If he wanted to be tricked, he could at most hold on for a few minutes.

However, after seeing the dense flock of vultures pouncing in, the few at the front... In an instant, in the midst of the dozens of flying swords, in an instant, black blood appeared in the air and splashed onto the ground. When it landed on the ground, it was as if it was a concentrated sulfuric acid.

It corroded the ground and left clear marks on the ground.

Hee Feng's sword formation also began to crumble in front of Vulture's sea of people tactic. The light on it also began to dim. There were a few flying swords. It was even directly pulled out by Vulture. Then, he used his sharp claws to crush them into pieces.

"Speed up!" Seeing this situation, Hee Feng did not dare to delay and hurriedly reminded himself. He quickly walked to Han Lee's feet and squatted down. He used his hand to pull his leg, but he only heard Han Lee let out a miserable scream.1

"Don't move, don't move. This leg is going to break soon!" Han Lee shouted loudly. His facial expression looked extremely ferocious, and he must have been in great pain.

"Are you afraid of pain or death? Choose one?" Hee Feng said with a frown. After hearing Hee Feng's words, Han Lee could only endure the pain. That's right, compared to the pain, death was much more serious!

Because of the fight just now, he had used up more than half of his physical strength and Genuine Qi. Hee Feng's body was extremely weak at the moment, so much so that he kept chewing the Qi Gathering Pill to replenish his energy. But even so, compared to the huge consumption of energy...

It was just a drop in the bucket!

At this moment, due to the gradual depletion of his strength, the sword formation that was powered by Hee Feng's Genuine Qi also began to gradually collapse in front of the enormous attacks of these vultures. He looked at the vultures in front of him, who were about to approach.

As the sword formation began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye, Hee Feng's eyes became sharp. With a swoosh, he took out a long sword from his spatial zone. Then, his eyes were like a torch as he stared at Han Lee's legs.

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