Chapter 150: The Red Moon Devil's Nest (Part 2)

Zhao Feng didn't take Huang Yun's life or death seriously, but this person really disappointed him, and he didn't even have the courage to fight to the death.

Otherwise, just delay for a moment, the owner of Xingzhuang will be beheaded by the three of Lin Fan, and everyone will fight the bloody corpse again, the odds of winning are at least 60%.

It really should be a sentence: not afraid of opponents like gods, but afraid of teammates like pigs.

At this moment, only Zhao Feng was left alone, facing the silver-striped blood corpse.

"...it's your turn now!"

The silver-striped blood corpse stood in the pool of blood, licked his lips, and smiled grimly. A strange layer of blood flowed on the surface of his body, forming a strange circulation with the blood in the corpse under his feet.

...

At the end of the cave, on the other side.

Xu Zhi, Xiao Yun, and Lin Fan were pushing the villa master to a desperate situation.

When the owner of Xingzhuang was in the woods, he was besieged and injured by the crowd, and now he was besieged by three people frantically, and he was severely injured again and again.

Suddenly, the three of Xu Zhi heard Huang Yun's screams.

Out of the corner of the eye, Huang Yun's corpse was divided into two halves, lying in a pool of blood.

Several people felt a chill in their hearts.

"Not good! Junior Brother Zhao..."

Lin Fan couldn't help worrying about Zhao Feng.

But the three of them are also at a critical moment, and they may capture and kill the villa owner at any time.

The owner of Xingzhuang was forced into danger, but he gritted his teeth and resisted the three.

He knew that as long as he delayed for a while, Zhao Feng was beheaded by "Lord Dharma Protector", and the situation would be reversed.

The person who is really in crisis and critical is still Zhao Feng.

Facing the silver-striped blood corpse alone, can he resist a move and a half?

"Jie Jie..."

The silver-striped blood corpse stood in the pool of blood, and its eerie laughter echoed around.

Zhao Feng was unmoved, pulled the "golden bow" and sneered: "Do you think I will let you succeed?"

The voice fell.

On the hand he pulled the golden bow, there was a trace of green and cold real power, which was extremely sharp and surpassed the previous level.

This is the true power of "Tianfengshenjue"!

Whoosh whoosh—

Three golden arrows dragged with sharp blue light in a triangular shape, stabbing at the silver-striped blood corpse like lightning.

One of the arrows, at a faster speed, suddenly pierced the eyes of the silver-striped blood corpse.

The silver striped blood corpse was startled and quickly closed his eyes.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Three extremely sharp arrows stabbed the bloody corpse with silver stripes, and sparks splattered everywhere.

Silver striped blood corpse, unscathed.

——This is not beyond Zhao Feng’s expectations.

"Damn boy..."

The silver-striped blood corpse was shocked and took a few steps backwards.

It turned out that Zhao Feng's real purpose was to stab the other two arrows at the knee joint and the bare foot of the silver-striped corpse.

The formidable power contained in those two arrows was already able to threaten the third level of transcendence, causing the silver-striped blood corpse to retreat several steps.

In this way, the silver striped blood corpse left the blood pool of Huang Yun's corpse.

The blood that circulated on the silver-striped blood corpse suddenly disappeared.

The blood sacrifice method was interrupted by Zhao Feng!

It turned out that the silver-striped blood corpse stood on the spot, and the real purpose was to absorb the blood essence left by Huang Yun's corpse, repair the wound, and restore more strength with a special secret technique.

If it were ordinary people, their blood would have no effect on the silver-striped blood corpse. But Huang Yun is the peak martial artist of the second level of the world, and at the level of the world,

After a transformation, the power contained in the blood in the body is no trivial matter.

"The true power of "Tianfengshen Jue" is really extraordinary."

Zhao Feng secretly said in his heart, the golden bow in his hand was pulled again, and launched a fierce attack on the silver striped blood corpse.

Ding Ding Ding!

The silver-patterned blood corpse resisted all attacks and rushed towards Zhao Feng.

Swish!

Zhao Feng quickly put away the golden bow, his figure transformed into several afterimages, and fled in several directions.

"Ignorance Junior!"

The silver-lined blood corpse smiled mockingly, looked at Zhao Feng's real body at a glance, and chased away.

Zhao Feng was slightly stunned, and soon realized that although the blood corpse with silver stripes lost its power, the realm still remained, and it was impossible for him to be confused by his phantom fish movement.

Swish!

A few phantom shadows disappeared, Zhao Feng's real body flashed with transparent green light, the wind sounded without a trace, and the speed suddenly increased by a level.

"Boom!"

The silver-striped blood corpse slammed into the air, smashing the stone wall, and the stone chips rolled.

Zhao Feng's speed suddenly increased to a terrifying level.

He exerted all his strength to activate the "Tianfengshen Art", and under the action of that strange real power, his movement speed reached a new level.

What's more, Zhao Feng's movement technique is light, and he uses the movement technique of the upper-level mortals for reference, and uses the illusion of fish as the core to display the profound meaning.

For a time, Zhao Feng's movement speed was enough to deal with the peak of the third-level escape from the ordinary.

The silver-striped blood corpse, attacked several times, all failed, and the roar triggered a powerful mental pressure, and even caused the effect of illusion.

If it were someone else, even if they were above the fourth level of transcendence, they would not be spared.

It was a pity that he encountered Zhao Feng, who was almost immune to the effects of mental illusions.

"Lord Dharma Protector, it seems that your body is still a little stiff. Although your physical defense is extremely strong, the power in your body is definitely not unlimited."

Zhao Feng's figure was illusory, and he smiled lightly.

According to his plan, as long as the owner of Xingzhuang was killed by Xu Zhi and the three of them, and when they were besieged by the crowd, it would consume energy to kill the other party.

"Since I can't help you, then I'll slaughter the other three first."

A hint of insidiousness and cunning flashed in the eyes of the silver-striped blood corpse, and suddenly killed the three of Xu Zhi.

not good!

Zhao Feng's expression changed drastically. The enemy he faced was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, and he used to be a middle-level figure of the Red Moon Demon Sect.

Seeing that the silver-striped blood corpse exudes monstrous mental pressure, the surrounding mountain walls seem to be shaking, killing Xu Zhi and the others.

The three of Xu Zhi, trembling in their hearts, let the lord of Xingzhuang seize the chance of life in the desperate situation, force his true power, turn into a blood-black figure, and flee to the outside of the cave.

Zhao Feng has only two options:

One, intercept and punish the village owner.

Second, rescue the three of Lin Fan.

With a flash of thought, Zhao Feng made a second choice, and with a flick of his body, he chased after the silver-striped blood corpse.

Thunder Palm!

A thunderous roar of wind shrouded an area, shocking Xu Zhi and the three, freeing them from the hallucinatory influence of the mental pressure.

Bang hoo!

Zhao Feng and the silver-patterned blood corpse gave a hard blow.

After the thunderous sound, the two people suddenly separated.

Zhao Feng flew out backwards, his palms were numb, and he almost vomited blood on the spot. The power and attack of the silver-striped blood corpse is really terrifying, close to the power of the fourth-level transcendence.

"The weak power of thunder..."

The silver-striped blood corpse stood on the spot, staring at the tiny black mark between the palms, which quickly healed under the flow of blood.

Zhao Feng was greatly surprised that under the urging of the true power of "Tianfengshen Jue", "Wind Thunder Palm" unexpectedly erupted with such a terrifying power.

After all, the foundation of "Wind Thunder Palm" is the power and artistic conception of the wind. And "Tianfengshen Jue" is undoubtedly the best among them, directly capturing the artistic conception of the first three styles of the Four Winds and the Xuanfeng Palm.

In addition, Zhao Feng faintly sensed that the power of the Thunder Element seemed to be able to restrain the power of the silver-striped blood corpse.

"Junior Brother Zhao, the four of us joined forces to kill this son."

Xu Zhi waved the Jinyue Sword in his hand and attacked the silver-striped blood corpse from behind.

Zhao Feng urged "Wind Thunder Palm" to attack the silver-striped blood corpse frontally.

Lin Fan and Xiao Yun, who were relatively weak, were restrained from the side and did not dare to get too close.

"A few ants are also delusional to kill this seat!"

The silver-striped blood corpse laughed instead of anger, and when the sharp claws were swung, a purple blood light mark, like a line of sharp hooks, penetrated the area of ​​more than ten meters around.

ding ding bang bang...

Under the siege of the four, they were calmly confronted by the silver-striped blood corpse, and they still had the upper hand.

Ding chi!

There were several gaps and even cracks on the swords of Lin Fan and Xiao Yun.

Only Xu Zhi's mortal rank magic weapon was intact, but when he fought against the silver-striped blood corpse several times, the magic weapon in his hand almost let go.

Wow!

Under the hard shake, Xu Zhi vomited blood and was injured.

Zhao Feng wasn't much better either. His internal organs and meridians suffered some minor injuries. This was still the result of the protection of the "Silver Wall Art".

Although his attack is strong, it can threaten the third level of transcendence. "Wind Thunder Palm" can restrain the opponent faintly, but it is still unable to face the silver-striped blood corpse head-on.

At this time, except for Zhao Feng, the other three were seriously injured.

After a few confrontations, the silver-lined blood corpse gradually understood that Zhao Feng was strange and difficult to deal with, and restrained himself in all aspects.

Simply, he shifted the firepower to the three of Xu Zhi.

Ding! Click!

Lin Fan's long knife was broken by the "silver blood corpse", and he vomited blood and flew out.

Xiao Yun was also stained by a purple blood light, and his body flew out, and a blood groove about a foot long appeared on his shoulder.

The real combat power of these two is comparable to the second level of the extraordinary, and they were sent flying in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Feng's face was solemn, and it was too difficult to defeat the silver-striped blood corpse today.

Because the three of Xu Zhi couldn't be like him, their attack, speed, movement, and defense all reached a very high level, and they were more immune to the spiritual deterrent effect of the silver-striped blood corpse.

"You all retreat, I entangle him!"

Zhao Feng made a decisive decision.

"Junior Brother Zhao, you have to be careful too!"

The three of Lin Fan dragged their exhausted bodies and withdrew to the outside of the cave.

They also know that only Zhao Feng and the Silver Striped Blood Corpse can contain one or two, and they and others will only become a burden.

Thunder Palm! Gale!

When the three of Lin Fan retreated, Zhao Feng launched the strongest attack to prevent the silver-striped blood corpse from chasing.

Unexpectedly, the silver-striped blood corpse did not stop it, and a sinister smile formed on the corner of his mouth: "It's too late, today, you will all stay here."

Zhao Feng was stunned and noticed something was wrong.

thump!

Just after escaping a few dozen feet, Xiao Yun's whole body was frozen, and he fell to the ground powerless.

"Junior Brother Xiao!"

Xu Zhi and Lin Fan helped Xiao Yun up, and found that the latter's eyebrows showed a purple-black line, and his whole body was a little stiff.

"All of you have been hit with my 'corpse poison'. Even if this seat doesn't take action now, you will all die."

The silver-striped blood corpse laughed evilly and stopped shooting.

thump!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Fan's body became cold and fell to the ground.

Xu Zhi's body was swaying, and he reluctantly looked back at Zhao Feng and fell to the ground.

"Corpse poison? When did we get corpse poison?"

Zhao Feng felt a chill in his heart, and when his body's qi and blood stabilized, he felt a strange cold force condensing his qi and blood and spreading to his internal organs.

"This kind of corpse poison in this seat can still be resisted due to the vigorous qi and blood boiling during the battle. Once the qi and blood are stable, this power will quickly spread throughout the body and become a 'living dead' within three days."

The silver striped blood corpse licked his tongue and gave a sinister smile.

The living dead?

Zhao Feng couldn't help shivering, understanding what this meant.

At this time, the three Xu Zhi slowly closed their eyes and passed out.

Perhaps they were too tired after repeated battles, or perhaps the corpse poison had threatened their lives.

"Hey! You, a 1st-level out-of-the-ordinary boy, seem to have stronger resistance to 'corpse poison' than them."

The silver striped blood corpse was quite surprised.

Zhao Feng, still standing still intact.