Chapter 118： Turnaround! Fudge Sword Douluo... (10)

Wang Feng, lying tens of meters away, raised his head with his remaining strength and glanced at Xuan Ming Turtle in the distance.

At this look... Wang Feng felt cold.

Not dead yet...

Sure enough, too reluctant! Although my soul power is enough, my physical fitness is not enough, and I haven't exerted all the power of the condensed Pangu axe...

Wang Feng sighed, saying, Heaven is going to kill me.

However, this ancient axe is indeed too powerful. Even so, it would smash the Xuan Ming tortoise to death with one axe. If my physical fitness is stronger, this axe can directly blast it into scum.

This is a 30,000-year-old soul beast!

"But with this axe, I am going to die too..."

Listening to the sound of the Xuanming Turtle slowly crawling towards him, Wang Feng looked at the dark sky and didn't know what to say for a while.

The Xuan Ming Tortoise was already in a half-dead state, but his will was very firm, and he was about to walk towards Wang Feng and roar, as if he wanted to eat Wang Feng.

"No, I can't die like this... My toes still have some strength..."

Wang Feng dragged his body forcibly with his only remaining foot and kicked on the ground like a caterpillar.

Just like this, a turtle, a person, just crawling like this.

Wang Feng didn't know how long he crawled, until the last trace of his body was gone!

He was looking up at the sky. Through the voice, Wang Feng knew that the Xuanming tortoise was probably only a few meters away from him...

But at this time, the power of meteor tears slowly gushed from the heart.

Seeing this, Wang Feng wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the strength to laugh.

"You really won't come out until you have lost the last trace of strength! But coming out now is enough for the tortoise to eat me..."

Meteor tears seemed to be only in one's own limit state, without a trace of strength, that would gush out energy to restore oneself.

After recovering a bit of strength, Wang Feng's fingertips moved, and the ring's soul guide flashed slightly.

He took a piece of clothing out and covered himself.

However, because of lack of strength, Wang Feng couldn't put it on either. When the axe was picked up just now, everything on his body was shaken off, and the soul guide was still there.

"Even if you die, you can't die without a fruit. More decent..."

Wang Feng wanted to breathe. People are dead and birds are in the sky. Anyway, they are not people in this world. Wang Feng is not afraid of death, but recalls the pictures of these years in his mind...

簌簌!

Xuan Minggui dragged his exhausted body and showed his hideous head towards Wang Feng.

It is also dying, but before it dies, it will eat this human being! It is dignified and thorny, even if it is stronger than him, dare not provoke it!

Who provokes death!

Now he was so injured by a human being?

The axe is gone, now it's the human life!

He crawled towards Wang Feng...opened his big, hideous mouth!

at this time!

Shoo!

A blue light sword fell directly in front of this Thorns Xuanming Turtle! Exudes a powerful and aura!

The Xuanming tortoise was shocked instantly!

Wang Feng opened his eyes suddenly, startled, "This sword?"

At the same time, a voice faintly sounded:

"Thirty thousand-year-old Thorns Xuanming Turtle, how could it be hurt like this? Boy, are you Wang Feng?"

When the voice fell, an old man, dressed in white, floating out of the dust, suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Grandpa, who are you?" Wang Feng seemed to regain some strength, and said weakly. Meteor Tears slowly recovered the injuries in his body, but it also took a certain amount of time. If you want to recover, I am afraid it will be difficult to do in a short time.

"Who am I?"

The old man turned around and looked at Wang Feng at this moment with a smile, "Can't you see my sword?"

"Grandpa, why are you scolding yourself for no reason?" Wang Feng was stunned.

Can't see your cheap? How can I see it?

"..." The old man's face was slightly stiff, and he coldly snorted. Did not speak.

However, nine spirit rings that almost blinded Wang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up on the old man.

"..." Wang Feng felt cold.

Isn't this Nima a Sword Douluo?

He actually came to the Star Dou Great Forest?

Are you bothering me?

When will you not come, when will you come?

What a fate!

"Senior... I don't know, you are looking for a junior, what's the point?"

Wang Feng recovered a bit of strength, his tone was a little stiff, and as he said, he barely stood up.

Meteor tears are still strong, and when the two chatted for a while, his strength still recovered a little.

Jian Douluo looked at Wang Feng, who was covered in blood at this time, and Wang Feng who stood up, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

This kid, when he came just now, he was speechless and his whole body was hurt. Now... he stood up?

This resilience is a bit abnormal!

"A few questions for you first."

Sword Douluo said lightly, "If I can't answer, my sword doesn't recognize people."

"You say, you say!" Wang Feng coughed several times.

This was a titled Douluo, and Wang Feng didn't mean to be lucky.

"Can you see a beam of light just now?"

Sword Douluo pointed in a direction far away.

There, it was the starting point for Wang Feng and Xuangui to climb all the way, Wang Feng now seems to be about a few kilometers away.

Hearing this, Wang Feng's heart moved, and he secretly said, it seems that using the Pan Gu Axe just now has a huge momentum, this Sword Douluo must have noticed it!

"Oh, I have seen it." Wang Feng said without changing his face. "At that time, the beam of light was so big that I vaguely saw a stalwart figure. In the center of the beam, he was holding a divine object, as handsome as a god, as if gathering together. All the masculine charms in this world!"

"?" Jian Douluo looked at this kid, feeling a little weird.

Wang Feng continued: "I was too far away, plus I was thrown down by the Titan Great Ape, and my whole body was seriously injured. It was difficult to move and I could only see a few. It seemed like a man who could make heaven and earth worship him, holding a divine object, A knife slashed! Say it's too late and then, the earth trembles, the sky trembles, and all the spirit beasts around are fleeing like ants! You haven't seen the momentum, but it is amazing!

Hearing this, Jian Douluo was slightly surprised, as expected!

Is that power so terrifying?

man?

Is it a human?

Could it be a martial soul that people use?

I don't know, what powerful existence will it be? What kind of martial soul would it be? Sword Douluo secretly said in his heart!

Not only do I feel fear, but even the soul beast is extremely afraid!

"What else?" Jian Douluo asked indifferently.

"Also?" Wang Feng pretended to be surprised, "No, the divine object in his hand split into the void with an axe, and then smashed away! I'm not lucky, this 30,000-year-old thorny mysterious turtle, It was far away and was not shaken to death. It was just a breath. I guess I could smell my breath and wanted to come over and eat me."

"Fortunately, senior arrived." Wang Feng said gratefully.

After Sword Douluo heard this, he suddenly gasped.

Shattered into the void?

God, is this?

Sword Douluo secretly said, fortunately I didn't come just now...otherwise would be hard to beat, there are still such strong men in this world!

But what this kid said may not be completely true... but it is still somewhat credible.

"Senior, do you still have a problem?"

Wang Feng asked cautiously. After finishing speaking, he also glanced at Thorns Xuanming Turtle, his heart calmed.

It seems that the sky is endless, Wang Feng.

"There is one more, if you answer correctly, I will let you go. If it is not correct...hehe."

At this moment, Jian Douluo suddenly showed a smile on his face.

"Senior, please."

"It's very simple, you said, if the little one is kicked, should the old one be kicked back?" Jian Douluo squinted and the cold light flickered.

"..." Wang Feng's heart was slightly cold.