My wife is a sword god

Lan Ningshuang and Cang Feilan looked at each other, then attacked Wang Meng at the same time without knowing what was going on.

The two graceful figures were like ghosts, attacking alternately from left to right, with sword energy running wild and double daggers flying, which made Wang Meng, who was in the sixth-grade Juli realm, exhausted.

It must be said that although the two of them had been at odds with each other before, when they really met the enemy, they cooperated well, just like friends who had known each other for many years.

Not long after, countless bloodstains appeared on Wang Meng's body, dyeing the white cloth wrapped around him blood red, which looked very creepy.

Qin Feng could see that Lan Ningshuang and the others did not intend to confront Wang Meng head-on. They just wanted to make the opponent more injured in this way until the opponent was exhausted and then give a fatal blow!

It's really bad, so don't mess with women when you have nothing to do. Qin Feng shrank his head.

Originally, if the current situation continued, it would only be a matter of time to exhaust the opponent.

But Qin Feng always felt that with Wang Meng's strength, even if he couldn't fight back effectively, he couldn't be as embarrassed as he is now.

Feeling uneasy, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at the battlefield, then frowned.

"What's going on? Why is Wang Meng's blood getting stronger and stronger even though he has lost so much blood? And why is his energy getting stronger and stronger?"

At this time, Qin Feng suddenly thought of a book he had read in Tingyuxuan before. The book said that there are many martial arts in the Shenwu Daotong that hurt the enemy by 1,000 and hurt oneself by 800. Most of these martial arts are through overdrawing vitality or blood, so as to condense a large amount of energy in a short period of time and break the current self-confinement.

Isn't this exactly the same as Wang Meng now?

Qin Feng was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Miss Lan, Miss Cang, take action to deal with him as soon as possible, he is converting his own injuries into energy in his body!"

"What?!" The two said in unison, looking down, and they saw the sneer on Wang Meng's mouth.

"It's a pity that you found it, it's too late!" Wang Meng shouted, and the terrible pressure burst out, not only knocking Cang Feilan and the others away, but also crushing the rocks within a ten-foot range under his feet into powder.

He clenched his right fist and swung it through the air. The air seemed to be trembling. Lan Ningshuang in the air widened her eyes and hurriedly blocked the long sword in front of her. Then, with a sound of golden sound, her body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, directly knocking down a tree that required two people to hug, and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

After a successful attack, Wang Meng did not stop. He swung his left hand behind him. Cang Feilan, who wanted to sneak attack, also took this palm firmly. Her body smashed into the mountain wall beside her, and the broken stones were scattered.

"Miss Lan! Miss Cang!" Qin Feng shouted anxiously. Just as he was about to move, he felt the hair on his body stand up and his back was cold.

"Are you still in the mood to care about others?" At some point, Wang Meng had come behind Qin Feng. He opened his arms and then suddenly closed his palms. The air was compressed instantly. With a sound explosion, dust flew!

"Son-in-law!" Lan Ningshuang stood up with difficulty. She covered her chest, widened her eyes, and her eyes were red.

Even if she had endured the blow just now, she would have been in a life-or-death situation, not to mention the weak son-in-law.

"I'm going to kill you!" Lan Ningshuang gritted her teeth.

"Don't worry, I'll send you down to accompany him." Wang Meng sneered. At this moment, he only hoped that Qin Feng's body would not be too broken. After all, he had to take the latter's remains back to the Tang family in Fengtian City to collect the reward.

Lan Ningshuang clenched the hilt of the sword, ready to fight to the death. The son-in-law she wanted to protect was dead, so she naturally had no face to live.

But as the dust behind Wang Meng gradually dissipated, a trace of joy suddenly flashed across her eyes.

Wang Meng, who saw something wrong, turned around immediately and saw that Qin Feng, who was supposed to die, was being held in the arms of another woman.

Qin Feng escaped a disaster, but felt a little ashamed that he was actually held in the arms of a girl! Also, if I saw it right just now, Miss Cang's hair seemed to have turned silver in an instant?

Tick, tick, that was the sound of blood dripping.

Qin Feng was stunned, and looked down. Cang Feilan's white left arm was already covered in blood. It seemed that she had not completely avoided Wang Meng's attack in order to save herself.

"Miss Cang, you..." Qin Feng's expression was complicated, and he was hesitant to speak.

"It's just a minor injury. I'm fine, but this is not a solution." Cang Feilan said in a deep voice.

Miss Cang and Miss Lan were both injured, and the current situation was very unfavorable. Qin Feng left Cang Feilan's arms and looked at Wang Meng, his brain working rapidly.

Since it is a martial art that hurts the enemy by 1,000 and hurts oneself by 800, this extreme state must not be maintained for a long time. At this moment, Wang Meng did not attack at the first time, which is the best evidence that he is already at the end of his strength!

If you can find the valve where the opponent's energy is running, and then break it with force, you can definitely kill him in one fell swoop!

Qin Feng widened his eyes and tried his best to find it, but he never found a flaw.

On the other side, Wang Meng obviously wanted to seize the last duration of the extreme state and take the lead again, and his target was still Qin Feng!

He disappeared in a flash, and a strong wind pressure came towards him. Cang Feilan frowned, pushed Qin Feng away, and then swept back.

Boom!

With a roar, the mountain where the two were originally located was instantly torn into pieces, and it was a mess!

But Wang Meng missed the attack, and without pausing, he turned sideways to chase again. This time, he was blocked by Lan Ningshuang who rushed over with a long sword.

Wang Meng roared, and Lan Ningshuang flew away. The latter took the opportunity to grab Qin Feng's clothes and retreated together to avoid.

At the moment of taking off, Qin Feng finally saw the valve on Wang Meng's left shoulder. He immediately reminded: "Two inches to the left of the neck, above the shoulder blade, there is his life gate!"

Wang Meng's eyes widened when he heard this, and his face was shocked.

Seeing this expression, Cang Feilan and the others knew that what Qin Feng said was true, and immediately stabilized their bodies and used their strongest means.

I saw Lan Ningshuang swinging three swords in mid-air, each sword faster than the other, and three sword qi overlapped and slashed at the opponent fiercely.

Looking at the other side, Cang Feilan had disappeared long ago.

Feeling the powerful power of the sword qi of the three swords combined into one, Wang Meng did not dare to be arrogant, and directly crossed his arms in front of him.

The sword qi arrived as expected, even in Wang Meng's current state, he was still repelled nearly ten feet by the sword qi.

Blocking the sword qi, Wang Meng hurried to find the trace of the other person, but at this moment, the acupuncture points all over his body burst directly, and blood gushed out!

He turned his head with difficulty and looked to the left. A dagger had been inserted into his vital point without knowing when.

Cang Feilan's strange speed was not much slower than that of a fifth-grade martial artist!

"Wang Meng, your death is coming." Qin Feng and the other two stood in one place, looking at him with indifference.

Wang Meng coughed up blood when he heard it. His vital point was broken, and coupled with the injuries on his body, he was indeed dead, but.

"Do you want to see the last killer move of my martial arts?" Wang Meng laughed grimly, and while speaking, his flesh and blood began to swell!

Qin Feng suddenly felt that something was wrong: "No, he is going to self-destruct!"

Bang!

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the terrible pressure swept around in an instant.

Cang Feilan took out a bell-shaped treasure at the first time. The treasure swelled with the wind and protected the three people in it, but the power of Wang Meng's self-destruction was too great. In a short while, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the golden bell.

With a click, the golden bell shattered, and the pressure came!

At this critical moment, Qin Feng stood in front of Cang Feilan and the others. He gritted his teeth and circulated all the cultural energy in his body, turning it into a Haotian Mirror that was one person tall and two people wide!

Even though the terrible pressure was reduced a lot by the golden bell, it was still not something that Qin Feng, who was a ninth-rank, could resist.

In just a moment, the Haotian Mirror exploded, and the powerful impact shook Cang Feilan and the others away, and even shook Qin Feng away!

The turbulent air was like a sharp blade, cutting Qin Feng's nerves and squeezing his flesh and blood. He spit out a mouthful of blood and his eyes went black.

When he was unconscious, in addition to the sound of breaking wind and the snapping sound of branches being broken, there were the anxious shouts of Cang Feilan and the others.

Am I going to die? Qin Feng thought so, and then he completely lost consciousness.