Wei Feng wiped off the blood on his face and looked at the large amount of blood spattered on his body, his face expressionless.
Just a moment ago, he had just approached a female celebrity and walked two meters in front of her. Before he could take any action, a terrifying wound appeared between the female celebrity's chest and abdomen that was about to cut her open. .
The chest and abdomen were split open, organs gushed out along the wounds on the chest and abdomen, and blood spurted out, splattering Wei Feng's body and face with blood.
Because of the rain, there was no one else on the long street except for the walking female celebrity and Wei Feng who approached pretending to be a passerby. If Wei Feng didn't have a knife in his hand, this would have been a standard murder scene.
Faced with such a strange and horrifying scene, Wei Feng's expression did not change much, except that his eyes were a little colder. Maybe he was the only one in the city who knew what happened.
After piecing together the body of the fallen female celebrity and putting it aside, he got into the alley and changed into clean clothes, and then rushed downstairs non-stop. This time, he was no longer walking, but running wildly.
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In the battle field, Bai Shangwu held his shoulder blades and took a few steps back to stand in the middle of the long street. His shoulder was pierced by Zhu Mingkui's sword, and blood gurgled out uncontrollably.
But there was no pain in his eyes, just deep confusion.
Facing Zhu Mingkui's life-threatening sword attack before, although Bai Shangwu was surprised that this man could be so decisive and ruthless, he still made the most correct response at the first moment - dodging sideways.
After dodging sideways, he could avoid the sword originally piercing his heart. Although it would make his original plan to cut the opponent in half less powerful, he was confident that even so, he could kill the opponent with one sword.
Just as he thought, he narrowly avoided the sword and only stabbed his shoulder. However, his sword still cut through the opponent's side, cutting open the opponent's chest and abdomen, and the organs were no longer blocked. flowing out of the body.
The onlookers were all amazed and applauded, saying that Mr. Bai's fighting ability was so terrifying. He killed the opponent after just two encounters, fearing that there would be no other opponent at the same level.
Bai Shangwen looked at his younger brother with deep admiration and relief in his eyes. Perhaps the only one with an ugly face was Bai Shangcai, who was about to arrive. He was killed by the opponent at the first glance, but Bai Shangwu directly killed him. Execution is obviously the same level, is the difference really that big?
When Bai Shangwu saw that he had accomplished something with his sword, and that the opponent was basically in such a state that he had no strength to fight anymore, doubts flashed in his eyes. Could it be that the opponent really didn't hide his strength? Didn’t it mean that Zhu Mingkui had reached the Dragon Gate realm?
But a scene that no one expected happened. Zhu Mingkui's face was full of pain, and he put on a sarcastic smile. The next moment, the injuries on his body, which were on the verge of death, recovered instantly and became intact as before, as if there had always been a wound in his chest and abdomen. There was no injury that nearly cut him in half.
"What?" everyone exclaimed.
Could it be an illusion? This idea came to many people's minds, but they rejected it instantly, because the large pool of blood in the field showed that the scene just happened actually happened.
But no one has ever heard of any secret method that can instantly heal a person's near-death injuries and make him recover as before, without even a trace of scar remaining on his body surface.
Even Bai Jianxing, who was hanging in mid-air, had his pupils suddenly dilated. The scene just now even exceeded his understanding of the practice system. He was sure that he had never heard of any secret method that could achieve this effect.
"What secret method is this?"
Bai Shangwu spoke for the first time after the war started, his eyes full of fanaticism. He would never speak when fighting someone without knocking the opponent down or being beaten down himself, but today he really wanted to know how to do this. When they arrived, they stopped for the first time in the battle. This was the first time that everyone saw Mr. Bai talking instead of fighting.
"I'll tell you if you can beat me."
Zhu Mingkui glanced at Bai Jianxing hanging in the sky with his peripheral vision. He was afraid that the master of the Bai family would capture him directly, leaving him no chance to continue fighting. He wanted to kill Bai Shangwu before he died, even if he couldn't. , at least I must destroy him, so that I don’t lose my life in vain.
After hearing this, Bai Shangwu rushed over with his sword in hand. Action is the best answer.
The Bai family is good at swordsmanship, and no one uses swords except him, so his swordsmanship is inevitably mixed with some shadows of swordsmanship. At this time, the sword's light was sharp and it slashed diagonally at Zhu Mingkui.
Zhu Mingkui raised his sword to block again, only to find that Bai Shangwu's long sword turned in the air, changing from cutting to teasing. The long sword went from bottom to top, and an inch of sword light appeared on the tip of the sword.
Zhu Mingkui didn't expect this move, and subconsciously wanted to change his move to block, but he reacted instantly and changed his block to stab. He wanted to kill now, not to spar.
He also realized that the angles Bai Shangwu found several times were difficult for him to exert force, which prevented him from fully exerting his only advantageous physical strength. Compared with combat experience and combat talent, he was inferior to him no matter what. But the other party's.
There is nothing that can be done about it. Ever since Emperor Jiang established the Academy, wild cultivators no longer have the slightest advantage. Regardless of their training or fighting experience, the students in the Academy who specialize in this field are all leaders in their class.
They don't have to worry about skills and training resources. They have dedicated personnel to guide them on the road to training. They focus on training and competition every day. The gap between them in just one level of Dongfu Realm is unimaginable. The reasons will be shown later.
And Bai Shangwu was not only one of the four direct sons of the Bai family, but also an outstanding student of that generation in the academy. He almost crushed Zhu Mingkui in combat.
Bai Shangwu saw the opponent changing his moves and fighting for his life. Not surprisingly, the cold light of the blade rose three inches, and a sword light shot out from the tip of the blade, piercing Zhu Mingkui's face. At the same time, he stepped hard on the ground with one foot, stopping the attack. Hold on to your forward momentum.
Seeing this, Zhu Mingkui suddenly stopped his move and did not continue to thrust forward, but raised his arms to protect his face. It was not that he did not want to risk his life, he was just afraid that if Bai Shangwu's sword light penetrated his head, he would be strangled instantly. All consciousness cannot transfer the injuries to the doll.
This move was somewhat unexpected by Bai Shangwu, but he reacted very quickly and struck Zhu Mingkui with another knife.
Zhu Mingkui hurriedly retreated, but was still hit in the chest by the sword, causing another wound deep enough to show the bone.
He endured the pain and used the secret method again to transfer the injuries to the doll and recover from his own injuries. At the same time, a woman somewhere in the city spurted a large amount of blood from her chest, dyeing all her clothes red, and she fell backwards, no longer alive.
Mo Wuyu faithfully reported this scene to Wei Feng, and his hurried steps accelerated a bit.
