Chapter 1398 You should call me: The One Who Conquers Heaven
Cardiac arrest did not kill Feng Feilong.
Baishui was a little stunned.
Why is it ineffective again?
It's so strange.
Are there so many people in this world who are immune to their own cardiac arrest?
That handsome, youngest man is not to be mentioned.
He is ridiculously strong.
Every time his clone sees him, he has to die.
Then there is the fat man.
He looks ordinary, but he blocked the cardiac arrest.
Now, the uncle in front of him also blocked it.
Whoosh!
A talisman quickly approached Feng Feilong's back and exploded behind him.
Boom!
Feng Feilong was blown away more than ten meters away, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.
He slid along the ground, and when he stopped, a pile of earth was pushed out behind him.
The Taoist cultivator walked out of the darkness.
"Another kid is here to die."
He turned his head and glanced at Xiaohua.
He sneered.
"There is such an obvious weakness."
"Heavenly Tribulation Man, do you really have no subordinates?"
"Letting these rotten fish and shrimp pull out the nails is overestimating my own talents and subordinates."
Feng Feilong's mouth was bleeding. He got up from the ground and looked at Baishui and the Taoist cultivator.
"You are the mastermind, right?"
He stared at the Taoist cultivator.
The Taoist cultivator smiled and said, "I am not the mastermind."
"You should call me: the man who wins over the sky!"
Planning for a hundred years, stealing the sky and changing the day, going against the sky, and winning half a step over the sky.
Clatter.
He stretched out his hand and directly conjured up several talismans from his hand.
"As long as you are dealt with."
"My grand plan can be fully realized."
Flipped his hand.
The talisman flew straight out and fell towards Feng Feilong and the ground around him.
Feng Feilong's pupils shook, and he hurriedly rolled to the side.
Boom boom boom!
The talisman exploded immediately when it touched the ground, and the air wave rushed and hit Feng Feilong's body.
"Ah!"
Feng Feilong screamed and was blown away.
He turned twice in the air, then fell heavily on his back.
Pain!
All over his body.
Feng Feilong's body twitched in pain, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.
He turned over and saw Xiaohua standing not far away.
"Xiaohua..."
"I, I'll go with you right away."
"But before that, let me take care of the two bad guys."
Feng Feilong supported the ground with both hands and stood up little by little.
He looked at Baishui and the Taoist cultivator, took a deep breath, and said: "Come on!"
He had already decided to die.
Feng Feilong decided to fight to the death.
Huh!
A gust of wind came towards him, blowing his long hair.
His robe also rustled.
He reached out to wipe the blood from his mouth.
"Come on!"
A roar.
Boom boom boom!
The ground around him exploded one after another.
Feng Feilong stepped out of the smoke, and when he landed, it was as if he was stepping on the water.
Waves appeared on the ground.
Swish!
He burst into full speed and rushed towards the Taoist cultivator.
"Hehe."
The Taoist cultivator sneered.
"Fight to the death?"
"What's the use?"
He possessed invincible evil skills and was already invincible.
Baishui ignored physical attacks.
Boom!
Feng Feilong punched the Taoist cultivator, and the air wave burst out, but failed to shake the Taoist cultivator.
"Boy, this world is very cruel."
"Some things, you may be able to solve by gritting your teeth and getting angry."
"But being my enemy is harder than fighting against the sky!"
"Even if you risk your life, you can never be my opponent."
As soon as the words fell.
The Taoist cultivator slapped out with a palm and hit Feng Feilong on the chest.
In an instant.
Bang, bang, bang.
Several Qi forces burst out fiercely from Feng Feilong's back.
It was like many bullets piercing through his back.
Many small holes were immediately blown out of his clothes.
"Ahhh!"
Feng Feilong staggered back and his back was bleeding.
But he stood firm after just two steps back.
"Come again!"
He roared.
The wind was howling.
His long hair was blown up into the sky.
He looked like a god of war with disheveled hair!
Feng Feilong took another step forward, this time kicking out towards the chest of the Taoist cultivator.
"Hmph!"
The Taoist cultivator gave a disdainful palm.
Feng Feilong was immediately slapped away and fell awkwardly more than ten meters away.
"Uh..."
Feng Feilong lay on the ground, covered in blood.
He struggled to get up, but his back was bloody and his legs were almost broken.
He couldn't stand up at all.
"You have reached your limit."
The magic cultivator said: "Let me send you off in person!"
He slowly took out the talisman.
The audience in the live broadcast room were extremely nervous when they saw this scene.
"No!"
"Uncle, you can't die here!"
"What should I do?"
"Jiang Caijun can't hold on anymore, and I can't hold on anymore. Will this mission fail?"
"This mission is really too difficult. The boss has been lying in ambush for hundreds of years in advance. How can we play this game?"
"Uncle, run!"
All the audience watched as the magic cultivator sent out the talisman.
Swoosh.
The talisman flew directly towards Feng Feilong.
Boom!
The talisman hit and exploded.
The raging fire and smoke instantly engulfed Feng Feilong.
Feng Feilong opened his eyes.
The scene in front of him stunned him.
The flames and smoke were gone.
The magic cultivator and Bai Shui also disappeared.
He was not beside the cliff, but came to a snow-white space!
He looked down.
The scars on his body were gone.
"This is..."
When Feng Feilong was shocked.
"How long are you going to cry?"
Lin Chen's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Feng Feilong trembled all over and turned around in a hurry. He immediately saw Lin Chen in white clothes standing not far away.
"I, I didn't cry."
He reached out and wiped his face, but there were no tears.
Lin Chen said slowly: "Feng Feilong."
"It's not your fault."
"Life and death are predetermined by fate."
"She has no regrets, why should you regret it?"
This sentence.
It seemed to turn into a sharp sword, instantly piercing Feng Feilong's heart.
Dengdeng.
He staggered back two steps, trembling all over, and then lowered his head.
In his mind.
The scene of Xiaohua's death reappeared again.
"I..."
Lin Chen continued: "Your fist is your heart. Now his crying sound is too sad."
Feng Feilong looked down at his fists.
Lin Chen said: "Your road is very bumpy."
Feng Feilong put down his fists and said desperately: "Even if you work hard, even if you don't give up, there will still be a time when you can't protect anything."
"What is all this effort?"
Lin Chen nodded.
"You tried."
"You are even willing to give up your life."
"Is there anything more precious than life?"
Feng Feilong shook his head.
"But I still... let the people I care about leave me."
"Me."
Bang.
He knelt on the ground.
"Just a useless person."
Lin Chen spoke calmly.
"You are not a weak person."
"You are guarding the immortal spirit of the dead, and also guarding her...proof of survival."
Proof of survival!
Proof that she had been in this world!
Feng Feilong was shocked, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Lin Chen in shock.
"You are very strong."
"You are much better than the clone of Bai Shui outside."
"What you lack is never strength, let alone any powerful skills, but-"
"Forgiveness."
Boom!
Feng Feilong was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.