Chapter 1602 (1/2)
On the rolling mountains!
In the void, Wu Zhetian was furious. He was extremely jealous of the real dragon spirit pulse that was about to be bred below. His eyes were full of anger. Now he was ruined, but Yang Feng could be promoted to the little holy land. How can he do that.
”Ha ha!”
Wu Zhetian laughed bitterly and said, ”Yang Feng, you have ruined my reputation, and I want to destroy your future. After this defeat, I have no chance or possibility to continue to be the head of the life and Death Gate, so I won't let you live.”
As the leader of the life and Death Gate, he was defeated by Yang Feng and ran for his life like a lost dog.
Wu Zhetian knows that even if he returns to the gate of life and death, the emperor of heaven will not let him continue to be the leader of the executive gate, because he has discredited the gate of life and death.
”Boom!”
With a loud noise, Wu Zhetian's whole body was full of Qi, and the dark sword in his hand crashed down towards the spirit pulse below.
The crescent shaped sabre, like a curved crescent, rolls down with the power of destroying the sky and the earth.
”The sword of the king!”
Whew!
The Xuanyuan sword in Yang Feng's hand galloped out of the sky quickly. The golden sword Qi crossed the void like a rainbow.
Silk!
The powerful sword Qi tore a hole in the space and then bombarded the black sabre.
Click!
Wu Zhetian's black Sabre was cut off by Yang Feng's Xuanyuan sword. His strength was greatly reduced because he didn't have a sky opening axe. In the original battle of jiuchongtian, Yang Jiuding defeated countless strong men of the gate of life and death with his own strength, and even defeated Wu Zhetian.
If it had not been for the action of the emperor of heaven, the gate of life and death would have been extinguished.
It can be seen that in fact, Wu Zhetian's strength is not the pinnacle of mainland China. It was only after he got the Kaitian axe that his strength increased several times.
”Yang Feng, I'll fight with you.”
With a roar, Wu Zhetian hit the spirit pulse below.
Boom!
A black fist print, like Mount Tai, rolled the mat with strong rolling pressure, shattered this space and time, and was pressed down in the air.
Click!
Click!
Because the power of Wu Zhetian's fist is very strong, the space is broken layer by layer.
”Wu Zhetian, you want to destroy my spirit pulse. Don't think about it.”
Whoosh!
In the void, Yang Feng galloped like a meteor and appeared under the huge shadow of the fist. Then he quickly performed his creation skill.
WOW!
The endless creation skill crazily absorbs the powerful fist shadow of Wu Zhetian. With the absorption of creation skill, the power of Wu Zhetian's powerful fist shadow decreases rapidly and the energy is almost absorbed.
The work of creation can not only save people, but also absorb all energy.
”Ah ah!”
Up in the air, Wu Zhetian howled loudly. He was crazy. He was unwilling to roar: ”Yang Feng, even if I die, I will destroy your future. Even if I die, I will ruin your chance to be promoted to the little holy land. I want to die with you.”
Boom!
Boom!
In the crazy roar, the martial arts in the void covered the sky, and a strong air flow broke out all over the body. The abundant air flow was like an endless river, surging out.
The power of destruction!
When Wu Zhetian crazily broke out the real yuan in his body, Yang Feng felt a destructive force. He knew that the other party had to destroy his spiritual pulse at the cost of death. It seems that Wu Zhetian is really crazy. Madness is not afraid of life and death.
”Wu Zhetian, it's not so easy for you to die. I won't let you die so happily.”
Star sword!
Whew!
In the lower part of the void, Yang Feng sped out with a sword. Then, a blue sword burst out. The strong and blue sword was like the barren water that had been suppressed for thousands of years.
The terrible sword Qi condenses into a sword pillar in the void.
”Ah!”
With a scream, Wu Zhetian's body was penetrated by Yang Feng's powerful sword Qi.
Pooh!
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wu Zhetian's body trembled slightly, and then fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily.
Boom!
On the ground, it was smashed into a huge pit, and the dust splashed all over the sky. However, Wu Zhetian was not dead when it was smashed down from a height of thousands of meters. If he was an ordinary expert, he would have been smashed to death.
Of course, Yang Feng doesn't want him to die easily, because it's too easy and too cheap for him.
On the ground, in the huge pit, Wu Zhetian staggered to his feet. After climbing out of the pit, he shook his head. Maybe he was a little dizzy.