Myth resurrection, I became the villain boss

Chapter 28

The vines that got into the chimney were completely burned, and Feng Mian gently put the ginger candy on the ground.

Chen Wu also almost slipped to the ground quickly, he said, "You just..."

Another unyielding vine came in from the entrance, Feng Mian raised his hand, and swung out a sword, the flames surrounded the sword, igniting at the touch of it.

The continuous flow of power from Bi Fang's body even made his shoulders that were originally scratched by acid and scratches begin to heal. The bloody wound stopped bleeding and scabbed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sour and irritated by him, he stuck his tongue out from the top and let out a vicious hiss.

There is no time and Chen Wu also explained that time is running out, the opening on the top of the head has already cracked under the violent impact of acid and water, and it is only a matter of time before the chimney is destroyed by it.

Feng Mian held the sword, and Bi Fang's flames clung to his right arm along his forearm.

The twisting vines scrambled towards him, and all of them were cut off in the middle.

Chen Wu also picked up the steel pipe that fell from the impact just now, and followed him out.

The acid flew over the top of the head, gliding downwards and protruding from the head, the venom hung from the cold fangs, and fell to the ground, rolling white foam, corroding the soil into a god-black, and emitting white smoke.

He turned around to avoid it, and slashed at its side with a sword.

The sharp blade cut on the hard scales and sparked all the way, making a piercing friction sound.

But it only left a shallow trace, which couldn't hurt the acid at all.

It launched a counterattack, and its thick tail swept towards Feng Mian. He backed up a few steps, and rolled on the ground in some embarrassment, dodging the acid and attack.

The ground he rolled over just now was slapped by the acid and snake tail to create a deep gully.

Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, the soreness and a single blow were not enough, so he turned his head and bit him.

"Be careful!" Chen Wu yelled in the blink of an eye, picked up the steel pipe and slammed it hard on Suan Yu's teeth, knocking his head sideways.

Feng Mian escaped from its mouth in a thrilling manner.

It was too powerful and too big. Compared to it, he and Chen Wu were like little mice fighting an elephant.

"Fight a snake and beat seven inches!"

Chen Wuye's shouts came from beside his ears.

When the voice fell, he inserted the steel pipe in his hand into the eyes on its wings while he was sore and standing on the ground: "Quick!!!"

Flapping his wings under the acid and severe pain, he tore his own wings abruptly.

It raised its head, and let out a beast roar that did not belong to snakes from its throat.

Feng Mian comprehended, and leaped up behind him, jumped five or six meters, and landed on Suan Yu's head in mid-air.

Less than a meter below its head, there was a spot without scales. He raised his arm and stabbed Bi Fang into its flesh and blood.

Its flesh was actually extremely hard, and even with all his strength, he could only penetrate more than a dozen centimeters.

The snake's head kept swinging, Feng Mian tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, hanging on the acid and being thrown around.

Soon, Bi Fang got out of its body, and Feng Xing was thrown tens of meters, and his whole body was smashed to the ground. There was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Are you okay!?" Chen Wu was also swung away by Suan Yu's wings, but he was not seriously injured.

Feng Mian wanted to answer him, but there was a severe pain in his chest, and when he opened his mouth, he could only make a slight breath sound, and even a little force in inhaling would cause severe pain.

"Get out of the way!" Chen Wu also ran towards him, sour in front of him, with his mouth wide open, already about to give him the final blow.

Its huge mouth was like a bottomless pit, and its thick fangs pierced through the dormant chest in an instant.

"Sleep—"

A burst of numbness followed by heart-piercing pain, his upper body lost all strength in an instant, and Feng Mian felt his chest was almost torn apart when he was sore and picked up.

The surroundings began to blur and blacken like fog, his mouth grew wide, and he almost had no strength to breathe.

Is this what death feels like?
Why does he insist on chasing sourness?
Oh, yes, he got an adventure, and thought he was different from ordinary people. He wanted to find all the clues related to Shan Hai Jing and Bi Fang.

He thought that he was indestructible and would be able to save the day, although it was true before.

But now he really seemed to be dying.

Scenes from his previous life even flashed before his eyes. Is this the revolving door before death?It turns out that my life is so boring.

The blood that flowed from his body had accumulated on the ground to form a pool of blood.

The next moment, the acid and hatred seemed to be still there, and a transparent liquid gushed out from between the fangs, corroding his flesh and blood along the wound where he was held in his mouth.

The fear of suffocating instantly swept over, and it turned out that its venom feeds on fear.

The time of hibernation seemed to freeze, and his consciousness gradually blurred. He saw himself standing on the endless plain, with the blood-red sunset and the dilapidated city in the distance.

There are countless ferocious beasts in the fog, the sun and the moon in the sky are shining together, but they are as insignificant as a speck of dust illuminated by blood.

In the distance, a figure whose face could not be seen clearly reached out to him.

Is this what he fears?

But he clearly has no memory or impression of these things, so what he fears most in his subconscious is actually an illusory scene?
Consciousness gradually lost, and the scene dissipated like clouds and smoke. He saw Chen Wu not far away also opened his mouth wide, and he didn't know what he was shouting.

In the chimney, Jiang Tang woke up at some point, leaning on the wall with weak legs, walked to the entrance, and saw such a scene in front of him.

She was drained of all the strength to support her, she slid along the wall and sat on the ground, her eyes were flushed: "Seal sleep!"

The blood flowing out of his body became less and less, and he finally lost his strength.

"Dang--"

Bi Fang fell from mid-air and fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

The blood on the ground was sucked into the blade of the sword by it, and it was blood red all over, and a dazzling red light burst out in an instant, and Bi Fang, who was bathed in fire, appeared from the air.

Bi Fang let out a sharp scream, and several fire dragons rushed towards the acid and gallop.

The acid was rubbed by the fire dragon, and the feathers of its wings were scorched. The flames covered the sky and burned its hair clean, and even the scales were dehydrated and rolled up by the hot flames.

It opened its mouth in severe pain, Fengmian fell down, and was caught in the air by the fire dragon summoned by Bi Fang.

The bloody hole in his chest was wrapped in flames and healed at an astonishing speed.

Sour and short of breath, it sprinted towards Bi Fang, but it passed through Bi Fang's translucent body, unable to harm it.

The flames were gradually extinguished, and Bi Fang's body became darker and darker until he disappeared.

Feng Mian's consciousness came to him, the scarlet long sword was still in his hand, he held the sword, a scalding hot current rushed into his internal organs, and flowed through his limbs and bones.

He propped himself up on the ground, raised his head, his eyes were burning red, wrapped in a cold killing intent.

Acid and waved his wounded wings and flew towards him.

He raised his hand, and the blade suddenly ignited raging flames.

With unstoppable determination, he sprinted towards acid and anger.

Within a short distance, he leaped up suddenly, swung his piercing sword energy, and slashed towards Suan Yu's neck.

What kind of sword is that?
Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, killing intent is lingering, turning raging fire into sword energy, relying on the sword spirit.

Behind him seemed to be a gorgeous phantom of Bi Fang spreading his wings.

Chen Wu and Jiang Tang on the ground also held their breaths and concentrated.

The Bi Fang phantom behind him opened its eyes, and the flames burned in its eyes, providing him with a steady stream of strength.

Just for this sword.

"Shh!"

(End of this chapter)