Chapter 3691 Conscience?

Chapter 3691 Conscience

Wang Feng's physical body failed to block the two spears and pierced directly into his chest. However, the consequences of Wang Feng's actions were also very obvious. The two princes never dreamed that Wang Feng would be so bold and directly resisted this attack. Two spears rushed over.

"Go to hell."

Rushing in front of the two princes, Wang Feng had a ferocious smile on his face, and then he punched one of them directly in the chest with his fist.

The important thing was not that Wang Feng's fist hit the prince's chest, but that Wang Feng wanted to push the long needle directly into the prince's body.

Click!

Wang Feng's fists were unparalleled. When his fist came in front of the prince, the prince was still in a state of shock. So by the time he reacted, it was already too late. Wang Feng's fist fell directly on him. The position of his chest broke his ribs, and his entire chest was sunken.

That is to say, he has the cultivation level of the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm. If it were anyone else, Wang Feng's fist would probably have punched him through.

The fist almost penetrated the opponent's chest, and the long needle between Wang Feng's fingers naturally penetrated the prince's chest.

At the same time, Wang Feng did not hesitate. He reached out and pulled out a spear from his chest, and immediately inserted it into the body of the other prince.

The spear was pulled out, and a large amount of blood was immediately brought out, and even blood arrows were formed. However, under the current situation, Wang Feng could no longer care about so much. He could only do these things in such a short period of time. .

Poof

This spear was obviously not an ordinary weapon, so the prince's physical defense was directly ignored. The spear pierced his body at once, making him, the prince, couldn't help but widen his eyes, with an incredulous expression on his face. color.

He didn't expect Wang Feng to be so powerful and react so quickly.

He was very clear about the function of the spear. Although the spear looked very compact and did not have too strong attack power, in fact, the spear was far more powerful than ordinary magic weapons. There were very many features on the spear. The powerful power of freezing cultivation.

As long as the monk is hit by this spear, he will soon lose all his cultivation and become an ordinary person, unable to use any power at all.

This weapon can be used three times in total, so after they hit Wang Feng once, Wang Feng can naturally use it a second time when he changes hands.

"Pfft!"

Wang Feng tore off the spear on his right chest and thrust it directly into the prince in front of him, whose chest was sunken.

The prince's physical body was in no way comparable to Wang Feng's, so his body was directly pierced by the spear, drawing out a large amount of blood.

"what happened?"

Although all the spears were withdrawn by Wang Feng, the power of the spears had already remained in Wang Feng's body, so in just a blink of an eye, Wang Feng found that the power in his body was quickly dissipating.

Using his clairvoyance, Wang Feng immediately discovered that the power of cultivation in his body had been frozen by a mysterious force. It was like flowing water that instantly froze. How could it still flow?

"Is this the power of this spear?"

A wry smile appeared on Wang Feng's face, and then his body fell down instantly, and finally hit the Tianshen Peak, making a rumbling sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

Less than two breaths after he fell, the two princes also lost the support of their strength and fell from the sky, creating two deep pits.

"what happened?"

Seeing this scene, those watching the battle all looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

These three people are all people with strong cultivation. Even if they suffer serious injuries, they cannot fall from the sky all at once, right?

"They seem to have lost their strength." At this time, a monk spoke, already seeing some clues.

"Brother."

Seeing that Wang Feng had fallen to the ground, Jiang Yihuan, who was fighting with everyone, couldn't help but change his expression. Then he wanted to get rid of his opponent and rescue Wang Feng.

The reason why he stayed here was for revenge, but also to save Wang Feng. If Wang Feng died here today, even if he killed everyone present, he could resurrect Wang Feng ?

He is not his brother who can be crazy enough to kill other people's stars. He cannot do such a thing, so he must save Wang Feng now.

But if he wants to leave, his brothers may not let him go. Although these princes do not advance through bloody battles with others, they are better than others. Even if Jiang Yihuan is powerful, he cannot break through in a short time. The defense line of these people is trapped here.

"Second brother, if I were you, I would rather give up the dragon-headed crutch in my hand. As long as you are willing to give up the weapon in your hand, we brothers can let you go on our own." At this time, a prince spoke, wanting to use this method Take away the dragon-head crutch from Jiang Yihuan's hand.

But will Jiang Yihuan agree to them? That is obviously impossible.

This was something that his father personally passed down to him. How could he give it to his elder brother? He could give it to other things, but he would never give it to this thing.

Moreover, his eldest brother killed his wife, and it was even more impossible for him to hand this dragon-head crutch into the hands of these people.

He knew what the other party meant by saying this. They must have realized that it was difficult to win over him, so they would say such words to persuade him to surrender, so how could Jiang Yihuan agree to them.

"roll!"

A loud shout came out of his mouth, and then Jiang Yihuan did not hesitate. He raised his palm and used the dragon-head crutch to hit the prince who spoke with a stick.

This dragon-head crutch is the most precious treasure of their royal family. The power of this stick is so terrifying that the prince who spoke was directly hit in the head before he could react.

It was like breaking a piece of porcelain. How fragile was the prince's mind? How could he withstand the attack of the dragon-headed crutch? With one stick, his head was smashed into pieces, and most of his soul was shattered.

Fortunately, he was a monk at the Immortal Martial Realm level, and had several other princes protecting him. Although he suffered severe trauma, he survived and hid at the back of the crowd.

"You are really cruel, you can even kill your own brother." At this time, a prince growled, with a ferocious look on his face.

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, Jiang Yihuan couldn't help laughing. At this moment, he was like looking at another fool. He looked directly at the prince and the other party couldn't help but feel scared.

"When you teamed up to kill my wife, did you ever think that we were brothers? When you besieged me now, did you ever think that I was your brother? Don't you feel ashamed of your conscience when you say this? "

Speaking of this, Jiang Yihuan also punched her chest hard, showing off her performance very well.

A group of things with human faces and animal hearts can actually say such things at this time. Their shamelessness is beyond human imagination.