[Chapter 842: Perfect Simulation] (4 more)

Feng Ziyue's face still had a painful look, and the feeling of the blood in his body burning together, as long as he experienced it once, he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

Suffering, so that the weak lose their strength.

But let the strong surge infinite courage.

In this situation, he was still able to stand, and despite the trembling of his wrists, he was still able to stab a powerful sword.

Even, he still has the strength to drive away the surrounding sky-destroying wings with his left hand.

Mangtang Shui Shen looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, dumbfounded, and even the huge palm that stretched out forgot to take it back.

No one knows better than him the pain of the Five Treasure Blood Rebellion.

Because 10,000 years ago, when he faced the Five Treasure Ancestors, he also experienced this kind of pain, and he fell to the ground like a mess of mud, unable to even move a finger.

If it weren't for the escape of the Shimen Divine Treasure, he would have been digested in the blood of the Five Treasure Ancestors by now, where could he still be here?

"You...... How can you still do it?"

"You can do it if you want to. ”

The muscles on Feng Ziyue's face twitched slightly, and it was obvious that every word he said had to bear great pain.

But he still said these eight words smoothly and steadily, without a trace of trembling.

"Miss Nangong, just trouble you to drive away the Heaven Destroying Wing, and leave this person to me to deal with......"

He turned his head and nodded and smiled gently at Nangong Min.

No matter what, Nangong Min desperately blocked in front of him just now, and he also saw this in his eyes, no matter what Nangong Min was for, but this friendship, Feng Ziyue would not despise it.

"Yes...... Yes!"

Nangong Min's eyes lit up, although she knew that Feng Ziyue's current state was not much better than her own serious injury, but for some reason, she was still full of confidence in him, she silently took a few steps back, while healing her injuries, while driving away the surrounding Heaven Destroying Wings, not letting them interfere with Feng Ziyue.

"Humph!"

It was only at this time that the Mangtang Water God recovered from his fright, he slowly withdrew his palm, glared at Feng Ziyue, and snorted coldly.

"Boy, as bait, you are really the strongest one I have ever seen......"

The quick method of the Five Treasure Blood Refining was originally to cultivate the heirs, let them practice the Five Treasure Blood Refining Method, and then devour them before they achieved great skill and never surpassed themselves, greatly improving their own cultivation.

This kind of inheritance is called bait.

Feng Ziyue was obviously unwilling to accept this fate, and under the backlash of the Five Treasures Blood, he still held his waist as straight as a javelin.

His hand holding the sword remained steady, and his gaze remained steadfast.

"But...... No matter how strong the bait is, it is still bait after all, since you have inherited the Five Treasures Blood Refining Method, then your fate is to be devoured by me!"

The god of mangtang laughed wildly, "Yes, you can stand up, you can use a sword, but how much of your martial arts are left? Can you resist my Five Treasures Great Wish Palm? Your current strength is not as good as the little girl just now!"

Nangong Min just now, the unparalleled world dance, has a power of eight million yuan, and in the early realm of gathering heaven, he can be regarded as a good player.

If Feng Ziyue made a move in his heyday, he might break the level of 10 million, which would be similar to the Mangtang Water God who used the blood of the Five Treasures to burn his body.

But Feng Ziyue is now burning inside, his blood is boiling, he is full of martial arts, and he can't play three out of ten percent, and his real combat effectiveness may not even be as good as the bottom line of the Gathering Heaven Primal Realm.

How could he be his opponent?

Dying and struggling, it is useless after all!

"Whoever wins and who loses, you don't know until you fight. ”

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, the broken sword pointed down obliquely, hunting in white, his eyes slightly closed, and he wandered out of the world, as if he had completely ignored his own pain.

"Hard mouth!"

Mangtang Water God sneered, "Okay, if you want to die and struggle, I will let you die in great pain, don't worry, I will never kill you with one move, I want you to be sober and see me suck your blood dry, let you experience the great horror between life and death, let you see your body withered and turned into a dry corpse!"

He looked at Feng Ziyue viciously, as if he was thinking about where to take his mouth to suck his blood dry!

"Please!"

Feng Ziyue's sword light shook, but he was neither angry nor happy, and he was not angry at all at all by the provocative words of the Mangtang Water God.

Life, death, love, hate, injury, pain, anger, joy, all kinds of feelings and emotions seem to be completely suppressed, and Feng Ziyue at this time is like an indifferent stone.

"This ...... It's ......"

Nangong Min, who was on the side, showed a look of surprise and joy on his face.

She probably guessed Feng Ziyue's plan.

If it is really as the god of water in the mangtang said, the five treasures in Feng Ziyue's body are devouring and suffering greatly, and if he does something in this situation, it will naturally be a big fall.

However, if you cut off all pain and troubles, turn your body into an impure glass body, and reach the pinnacle of the ruthless Dao -

- Then, whether it is pain or suffering, injury or hatred, nothing will affect his martial arts performance!

White Yujing in the sky, twelve cities on the fifth floor!

Although Feng Ziyue did not display this kind of momentum that reigned over the world, the swordsmanship he was using now was a subtle simulation of the essence of this duckweed's peerless martial arts!

Ruthless!

Painless!

The pinnacle of the Ruthless Dao!

Feng Ziyue, such a sentient person, actually relied on his swordsmanship skills to perfectly simulate the peak of this ruthless Dao!

How can this not be called Nangong Min's surprise intersection!

In the distance, Huo Ran turned his head and looked in the direction of this battle.

In the gathering place of the Sky Killer Wings, he was still calm and leisurely, perched under the strange trees, and the Sky Killing Wings would never disturb him.

"I can't imagine that Feng Ziyue is extremely affectionate, and he can actually realize the extreme ruthlessness, this swordsmanship, but also the seven or eight points of my heavenly Bai Yujing's essence......"

Although they are far apart, the resonance between this kind of martial arts can clearly feel the situation of the battle over there.

Although he didn't know who Feng Ziyue was working with, why he didn't use the sword magic technique that he was good at, but simulated his own martial arts, but the perfection of this simulation alone was enough to make him admire.

"Genius is genius......"

There was a hint of pity on his face, "It's a pity, there is only one hero in the world, Feng Ziyue, what you should regret is that you were born in the same era as my duckweed!"

"Let's go!"

He suddenly got up and strode forward, and while leaving the strange tree, countless sky-destroying killing wings roared and swooped down, and the duckweed waved his hand to kill a bloody path!

Mr. Oni Yin followed behind, "Door Master, why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden?"

"Hmph, Feng Ziyue is so good, we have to hurry up, in case the gutter capsizes and loses again, what face does my duckweed have to call myself a hero?"