C17 Divine sky-destroying finger

Bang!

Just then, a rock crashed onto Wang Zifeng's head.

Wang Zifeng put down his sword, and looked towards the direction where the stone was falling.

Little beggar stood at the Treasure Pavilion's side, holding a few pieces of broken rocks as he looked at Wang Zifeng with hostility.

"Release Shepherd Brother."

Little beggar said as he threw another rock over.

Yu Feng casually swung her whip, smashing the stone into pieces.

Wang Zifeng was finally angry. It was one thing for a dignified Nine-star Martial Master to be killed by a Wu Xuan, but he never would have thought that even a Little beggar would dare to humiliate him!

The corner of his mouth twitched as he panted heavily. His eyes were filled with anger.

"Yu Feng, kill her!"

Clenching his teeth and spitting out these words, Wang Zifeng once again raised the Dragon slaying sword in his hand.

Seeing Yu Feng rushing towards him, the Little beggar's eyes filled with fear. She threw another rock and turned to flee.

But how could she escape the Five-star Martial Master? She was directly sent flying by Yu Feng's whip, which had caught up to her.

"Little beggar!" Li Mushen was worried.

"Don't worry, you can go and accompany her." Wang Zifeng's One Slash.

Li Mushen closed his eyes and suddenly opened them. Killing intent permeated his eyes and the aura around him changed drastically, bringing with it endless bloodlust and killing intent.

"You shouldn't have done this to her!"

Wang Zifeng felt unease in his heart, as if the thing in front of him was not a small Wu Xuan, but a god of death.

In his eyes, Wang Zifeng seemed to have seen a Corpse Mountain Blood Sea.

The Dragon slaying sword released an uneasy dragon's cry, Wang Zifeng roared, and then smashed down!

Li Mushen turned his head, the Dragon slaying sword slashed his shoulder, and an endless stream of Ancient spirit strength gathered at his shoulder, blocking the danger of the sword.

This sword did not slash Li Mushen into two, but deeply embedded into his bloody bones.

However, Wang Zifeng's Spirit Strength was like a torrent, flowing into Li Mushen's body through the Dragon slaying sword and destroying all of his life force.

Li Mushen's expression was as calm as ever, and the corners of his mouth held a cold smile.

The time had come.

Seemingly in an instant, he used Exterminate the Heavens Finger!

The power of annihilation surged violently, causing Wang Zifeng to turn pale with fright. The finger brought with it a vast amount of divine might, a strength that could destroy rotten weeds, and completely penetrated Wang Zifeng's body without any precautions. The power spread, and the flesh and blood on his chest directly exploded.

This was an ancient power that could devour life force and destroy Divine Imprints like maggots.

Although the Dragon slaying sword could not be pulled out from Li Mushen's blood and bones, Wang Zifeng did not hesitate at all and immediately retreated.

Only after retreating more than ten meters back did he stop, gasping for breath, terrified, as he looked towards Li Mushen, "Inherent skill! You have mastered a sacred art! This power of the Divine Imprints! "

Li Mushen paled, dispersed the Ancient spirit strength from the blood bone, and then pulled out the Dragon slaying sword.

In order to obtain this sword, he almost died, but it was all worth it!

Gripping the Dragon slaying sword in his hand, Li Mushen felt the circulating power inside, and revealed a smile.

Looking at Wang Zifeng, his killing intent surged, like an unsheathed treasured sword, he released an unrivalled might!

"Wang Zifeng, I'll kill you today!"

Finished speaking, the Dragon slaying sword came over.

In Li Mushen's hands, the Dragon slaying sword released an even more terrifying aura.

The Spirit Soul Nine Finger that was used to destroy the Divine Imprints continued to devour Wang Zifeng's life force. Wang Zifeng no longer had the strength to fight, and when he saw Li Mushen rushing towards him, he immediately whistled.

The Black Feathered Demon Kite descended upon hearing its master's whistle.

After Yu Feng flew out from the Little beggar, she saw that Li Mushen had actually heavily injured Wang Zifeng, and was extremely afraid. She did not dare take action, and immediately rushed back to Wang Zifeng's side.

Wang Zifeng carried Wang Lengyue and jumped onto Demon Yuan's back, followed closely behind by Yu Feng.

"Zi Feng, quickly kill him!" Wang Lengyue said anxiously.

"Let's go!" Wang Zifeng's face darkened as he bellowed.

The Black Feathered Demon Kite let out a hiss and rushed into the sky!

A red light shot down from the demon kite. This was Wang Zifeng's blood essence, and it transformed into a blood arrow that shot over!

The blood arrow shot into Li Mushen's chest and then immediately exploded, attaching itself into Li Mushen's flesh and blood.

At the first moment, Li Mushen used the Ancient spirit strength to remove the poison, but no matter what, it could not be removed. He could feel that within this blood essence, there was a hidden power that was linked to Wang Zifeng!

"Li Mushen, I'll remember you! When I'm completely healed, no matter if it's the Dragon slaying sword or your precious bone, divine abilities, they are all mine! Just you wait! "

Carrying boundless hatred, Wang Zifeng gazed at Li Mushen from atop the Black Feathered Demon Kite.

Roar!

The Ancient spirit strength rushed into the Dragon slaying sword and a desolate ancient dragon shadow Sword Qi shot towards it. The Black Feathered Demon Kite screeched in fear and immediately fled with its huge black wings.

Li Mushen stood on top of the Wang Family's ruins, his entire body dripping with blood, releasing a terrifying Qi.

He held the Dragon slaying sword in his hands. His eyes were calm as he watched the Black Feathered Demon Kite escape.

Until the moment when the Black Feathered Demon Kite escaped from Wanzhou City, when Li Mushen's aura completely dissipated, it fell onto the ground with an extremely pale and weak complexion.

If it was anyone else, they would have already died.

However, Li Mushen was cultivating the《 World Suppressing Immortal-demonic Scripture》, the powerful Ancient spirit strength was constantly replenishing his life force.

After Wang Zifeng fled, the battle had finally ended. Li Mushen lied in the midst of the ruins, gasping for breath.

Wang Zifeng will still be back!

At the most, in a month, the Divine Imprints s that destroyed his body would be cleared, and then Prince's Peak would definitely come back, and at that time, he would definitely be in danger of death!

Ability, precious bone, Dragon slaying sword, this was what Wang Zifeng wanted.

Li Mushen felt that he was still too weak, he felt an unprecedented pressure!