After Jin Batian finished speaking proudly, he turned around and wanted to leave, thinking that Wu Feng would scold him twice in the corridor, and no matter how bad it was, he would make a little movement, however, Wu Feng did not say a word in the corridor, surprisingly quiet, which made Jin Batian a little puzzled, he looked at the huge stone slab blocking the exit of the corridor suspiciously, leaned over, and then put his ear on it.

The ears just touched the stone slab, and then there was a loud "boom", and the whole road shook slightly, Jin Batian was shocked, his ears were buzzing, and he was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and sat on the ground with a stagger, looking at the big stone slab in horror, and at a glance, Jin Batian was even more stunned, but seeing that the stone slab weighing thousands of catties actually gave birth to several big cracks, it was difficult for him to imagine what Wu Feng who was trapped in the corridor did, this stone slab of thousands of cattiesIt took more than a dozen people to barely carry it into this corridor, even if seven or eight people took a sledgehammer to smash it, it was impossible to smash such a big crack.

After sitting for a while, Jin Batian turned over and got up, and even ran towards the exit of the road with a rolling belt, and didn't even have time to pick up the big knife on the ground, and he was as anxious as a lost dog, which is the most appropriate portrayal of Jin Batian at this time.

Not long after Jin Batian ran out, he heard a loud noise behind him again, this time it was even more than the last time, and it was accompanied by the sound of the big stone slab "clattering" and shattering.

As soon as he heard this movement, Jin Batian's cold sweat came down, how dare he have a moment of respite, exerted his strength to eat, and ran towards the exit with his life.

If such a heavy slate traps an ordinary master, it is naturally no problem, even if it is such a cultivation as Qingfeng Dao Chang, it is impossible to smash such a heavy slate with two palms, however, Wu Feng is different, his feminine palm has been passed down by the ancestor of Maoshan Mountain, and he has mastered the essence of the feminine palm, and has stayed in the cave halfway up the mountain of the Broken Soul Cliff for more than a year, and for most of the time, Wu Feng has been practicing this feminine palm, and he has practiced this feminine palm.

He heard Jin Batian's smug shout outside the stone slab of Yongdao, the corners of his mouth only slightly swayed a trace of cold air, and soon he was lucky, and the first palm shook the big stone slab weighing thousands of catties into several big cracks, and then lightly added a palm, and the big stone slab was torn apart and turned into a pile of broken stone.

Without waiting for the stones and dust to settle, Wu Feng rushed out with an arrow step, chasing all the way along this road, he secretly swore in his heart, no matter what, he couldn't let go of Jin Batian, the murderous demon, once he ran away, I don't know how many innocent people would die under his butcher's knife.

Wu Feng just chased out a few steps, and saw the Guan Gong-like machete that Jin Batian threw on the ground, so he judged that this Jin Batian had exhausted his donkey skills, and there would be no more harmful organs in this corridor, if there were any other organs, Jin Batian would never throw his life-saving broadsword behind, he must have been frightened by himself, and he just ran for his life.