Chapter 611

"Scared? Fear, kneel down to beg me, I will give you a happy, otherwise, this sword, I will stab your right hand

"Three

There was a cold sweat on Zhao Feng's forehead.

"Two!"

Zhao's family around the audience opened their eyes wide, trying to see Zhao Shi's action clearly. No one responded to the sword just now.

"One, Zhao Feng, I did it."

Zhao Shi was not in a hurry. He said all the words slowly. He enjoyed the feeling, the feeling of cutting the enemy's son step by step.

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed red, want to see Zhao Shi's action.

He succeeded, infused Zhenyuan's eyes, and immediately upgraded his level. It seems that the whole world has become slow.

But a dazzling white awn appears. Zhao Feng is surprised to find that he can't hide this sword. It's right for his eyes to see it, but his body can't react.

Looking at the long sword getting closer and closer to his own, a cold sweat came out of Zhao Feng's head.

Without his hands, why should he fight with Zhao Shidou? Even if it can barely use magic, it won't be Zhao Shi, and there are dozens of ancient martial arts opponents!

A touch of blood light suddenly appeared. With a loud buzz in his mind, Zhao Feng stretched out his perfect right hand and hugged the beautiful figure who was about to fall in front of him.

Just now, at the last moment when Zhao Shi's sword was about to hit Zhao Feng, he ran over, pushed away Zhao Feng and kept his right hand.

But the price she paid was that she was pierced by Zhao Shi's blade on her waist, and a stream of blood kept pouring out.

See the blood on Wei Ying, to tell the truth, Zhao Feng suddenly lost his mind, holding Wei Ying, kneeling on the ground.

Although the injury can't be fatal at once, it hurt Wei Ying's main blood vessels. In a few seconds, it dyed a large area of the ground red.

If not dealt with in time, the final result of Wei Ying is to lose too much blood and die.

"Stand up, don't... Don't make me look down on... You."

The blood gushing out of his mouth interrupts Wei Ying's weak voice again and again. Zhao Feng nods, tries to endure the tears in his eyes, and stands up with Wei Ying in his arms.

"Well! An ordinary person, dare to disturb my fun, really damned, put her down, our game is not over

Zhao Shi's face is not good-looking. He said that this sword would pierce Zhao Feng's right hand, but it was blocked by an ordinary man. It's strange that he could be happy.

Dreary thunder, rain drops from the sky, in just a few seconds, they will experience a lifetime.

"Sister, help me watch Wei Ying."

Zhao Feng turns around and hands Wei Ying to Zhao Yunfei, who stands behind him and wants to stop talking.

"Zhao Feng, take Wei Ying with you. I'll give you time. With your medical skills, as long as you handle it properly. Wei Ying should still be alive. "

Zhao Yunfei is not a little girl who doesn't understand anything. Seeing how Wei Ying's injury is, she opens her mouth and says to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng did not speak, Wei Ying gently into the arms of Zhao Yunfei.

"Alas! What are you doing? Even if you don't care about yourself, you should consider the safety of Wei Ying! "

Zhao Feng turned around, just like he didn't hear Zhao Yunfei's words, and came to Zhao Shi, less than one meter away.

"It's kind of you to say goodbye for such a long time! Let me waste your limbs and kill you here together. I'll have a companion on the way to the yellow spring! "

Zhao Shigang didn't do it, but looked at it coldly. To be honest, he was disappointed. He thought he could see Zhao Feng giving up Wei Ying and Zhao Yunfei running away.

Or Zhao Yunfei sneaks away, but it doesn't happen.

The raindrops fell on Zhao Shi's sword blade and made a sound of ticking. The pouring rain and the thunder from time to time suppressed the noise of the whole world.

"This sword, I also want to stab the tendon of your right hand, I don't believe it, this time, someone will come to stir up."

"You don't have a chance to hurt Wei Ying. Are you ready to pay for it?"

Zhao Feng light looking at Zhao Shi, raindrops fall on the left hand wound, a stream of light red liquid constantly from Zhao Feng's left hand outflow, looks like, especially embarrassed.

Zhao Shiyi Leng, in the heart has no origin of a panic, to their this realm, already will have a kind of prescient instinct to the danger.

After Zhao Feng said this, he had an impulse to turn around and run. But soon, this impulse was suppressed by him.

He has recovered to the peak of the state, in contrast to Zhao Feng, but also waste an arm, how to think it will not be his opponent.

"Pretend to be a God or a ghost. I have no time to play with you. Die for me."

"Take charge of thunder on behalf of heaven."

The uneasiness in Zhao Shi's heart has become stronger and stronger. In this case, he has lost the mood of playing with Zhao Feng. He directly puts out his sword and stabs at Zhao Feng's throat when he talks.But it's too late. Zhao Shi's sword is fast. It's also a common sword skill. How can it be faster than lightning in the sky.

As soon as the blade meets Zhao Feng's palm, it stops. It's not that Zhao Shi wants to save Zhao Feng's life, but that he has no chance.

The palm of Zhao Feng's hand is full of strong blue light. A touch of electric arc keeps jumping among them. As soon as Zhao Shi's sword touches him, the current has passed.

The power of thunder, especially that of a little ancient warrior, can resist, even if the ancient warrior has already seen the threshold of the master.

Such a scene is beyond everyone's expectation, not only Zhao Yunfei, but also the Zhao family who are watching.

"You love mutiny, don't you? Then pay for it! "

Said, Zhao Feng a squat, the body toward the ground to touch, on the ground, there has been a lot of silver wire leakage out, these are Zhao Feng before in order to deal with Zhao Shiyong.

But Zhao Shi didn't use it. Instead, he let these little fish use it.

"What is he doing? No, run

"Run

Seeing the collapse of these people, Zhao Feng hummed coldly: "run, can you run away?"

Said, will gather this thunder light of that heel to press down, the blue purple current with the wire, rushed out, for a moment, the world is silent.

...。

At night, in the cave, Zhao Feng bandaged Weiying's wound and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Almost, almost. In his life, he will never see Weiying again.

"Sister, I'll accompany you back to Zhao's house tomorrow! Zhao Shi is dead, so there should be no turning over power. Once Zhao Siyuan is dealt with, the Zhao family will be pacified. "

Zhao Yunfei nodded, did not speak, beautiful eyes looked to Wei Ying waist gauze: "this younger brother daughter-in-law, I admit."

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