Douluo the Hermit

Chapter 114
Looking at Chen Feng's trembling body, the remaining members of the Seven Great Aristocratic Families laughed wildly. "How about you kid? You didn't expect us to have emperor-level magic weapons! Why are you shaking? Are you afraid? Hahaha, but it's too late now, you have to die today."

Looking at the corpses in this place, they were actually very sad in their hearts. People who had been with each other for millions of years passed away in their eyes like this. For those of them who lived too long, it was really a kind of sadness.

Tears welled up in the corners of the eyes of the three god-emperors. These people are their future hopes, and now they have lost so much. I believe that their seven great families may not be able to recover their vitality for a long time.

No one expected that they would suffer such a heavy loss when they came out this time. Just now he was entangled and couldn't escape, and he had no chance to take out the emperor-level magic weapon, which caused them heavy losses, otherwise Chen Feng would not have allowed Chen Feng to kill wantonly.

Taking a deep breath, the god emperor looked at Chen Feng with murderous intent. "It's all your fault, you caused us to suffer such a heavy loss, today I must have your body shredded into pieces!"

Chen Feng stabilized his figure, retracted the star-cheating scabbard, and then retracted it into his body.

This feeling made him a little lost, and her pale lips were trembling. "Old dog! You are not afraid that if you steal chickens, you will lose money. If you retreat now, maybe you can survive."

"Hahahaha. Chen Feng, you don't need to scare people there, everyone is at the end of their strength now, and we have emperor-level magic soldiers here, but what about you? Do you have any other means, and you dare to speak nonsense here."

The old man looked up to the sky and howled, tears streaming down his face. "Dead sons, you will not die in vain. As long as we get the secret from Chen Feng, then our seven great families will eventually become strong, and one day we will restore the glory of our ancestors."

Swish!
The old man put his eyes on Chen Feng again. "Chen Feng! Accept the trial of death!"

The soul power of the three god emperors was fused together and injected into the emperor-level divine weapon together. If they want to mobilize them with their strength, they must join hands to do so.

That Yaoqin shines brightly!
Ding ding ~ clang ~
It actually rang out spontaneously, and the sound seemed to spread around. The few surviving god kings retreated one after another, hiding behind the three old men, for fear of being affected.

Chen Feng has no such opportunity, he is the target of the attack, and everything happens in an instant, there is no time to dodge.

The rhythm produced by this Yaoqin made Chen Feng unable to guard against it, and directly invaded his mind.

Chen Feng's complexion changed, his already pale face turned waxy yellow, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and his face looked a little ferocious.

The feeling of tearing from the soul made Chen Feng feel like his head was about to explode. He put his hands on his forehead and clenched his teeth tightly, fearing that he would not be able to hold on.

At this moment, he had a splitting headache, as if someone was bouncing around in his mind, which made him very irritable.

Suppressing the discomfort, Chen Feng took out Fang Tian's painting halberd and threw it viciously.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone from the Seven Great Aristocratic Families, Fang Tian's painted halberd pierced the sky and cut off their heads. This group of people was resolved, but this Yaoqin was still attacking Chen Feng.

Ah!
Chen Feng couldn't bear the lion's roar to the sky anymore, the tearing pain from his soul made his consciousness a little blurred, but he knew clearly that it was not time to rest, otherwise he would never be able to wake up.

With a move, Fang Tian's painted halberd returned to his hand.Staggering, Chen Feng rushed towards Yaoqin.

As for the emperor-level divine weapon, he also had no choice but to drain its energy.

This is actually the most stupid way, but it is the only way Chen Feng can do now, who makes him not strong enough to stop Yaoqin's attack.

At this moment, Chen Feng's seven orifices were bleeding, his appearance was extremely miserable, his body was shaking a little, even if the willows were blowing with the wind, they could only sway in the wind.

After a lot of twists and turns, Chen Feng finally used up the last trace of Yaoqin's strength, and the emperor-level magic weapon fell to the ground, and Chen Feng also collapsed on the ground, and actually fainted.

I don't know how long it has passed, there are quite a few strong people gathered around here, but they dare not step here.

Because the coercion emanating from inside made them a little breathless, they really didn't dare to go deep.

"What happened inside? There was a big battle three days ago, but no one came out until now. Now we can't even get in. It's really hard to imagine how strong the people fighting are."

"Yes, yes! The severed arm we found outside just now is really terrifying. With the strength of the few of us, it took us an hour to wipe away the terrifying aura on it. It is really unimaginable. How fierce is the battle inside!"

Since the battle ended three days ago, these people have come to the periphery in groups to find out first.

There is no way, this kind of movement is too great, even several surrounding cities have been attracted, and even people from farther places have been alarmed, and they are now inquiring for news at this time.

The place where Chen Feng and the others fought is now full of evil spirits, and even the clouds in the sky are reflected in red, which is very strange to outsiders, so they want to come to find out.

In a pool of blood, Chen Feng slowly got up, the wound on his body had already begun to callus, even with his strength, he couldn't make the wound heal faster.

It's really that the remaining power on it is too weird, Chen Feng has nothing to do with him for a while.

His face was still pale, but at least he recovered some strength. Looking at the dilapidated scene around him, how could it be as beautiful as it was before they fought?
cough~
Chen Feng's injury affected his lungs, and he couldn't help coughing out, "Seven Great Aristocratic Families, we can't finish this matter!"

He simply tidied up the scene, put away the complete divine weapons and stored soul guides, and left here quickly.

This is also helpless, his current injury is very serious, it can be said that his strength has plummeted, even if it is a Super Douluo, his current condition is probably enough.

The injury on his body was nothing to him, the most important thing was the wound on his soul, which could be said to have directly hurt his origin, and it would take a long time to make up for it.

Asking Chen Feng with a pale face, Davis hurriedly stepped forward to support him. "Uncle Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Feng covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "Don't ask so many questions, let's leave here quickly, I'm too injured, I shouldn't stay here for long. Cough cough~~"

Davis stopped talking nonsense, knowing the seriousness of the matter, quickly found a carriage, and took Chen Feng away.

(End of this chapter)