Unrivaled in Immortality

The withered wood god's face lit up, and then he laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Hahaha! You are dead, you must die!"

The withered wood god looked at Wang Yong, his face was hideous and his body was crazy.

"Wood God's Sorrow!" He cast the Wood God's Sorrow without hesitation, and one of his left legs fell off, and in a few breaths it turned into a brown spear.

Then, the brown spear shot out instantly.

"Swish!"

"Crack! Crack!"

The brown spear suddenly hit the Yimu Turtle Shell Formation, and the Yimu Turtle Shell Formation could not bear the heavy load and began to crack.

Seeing this, Wang Yong first looked down at Wu Qingshan who was struggling to support himself, and then looked up at the sky. At this moment, the withered wood god concentrated all his energy on breaking through the Yimu Turtle Shell Formation, and the Yimu Turtle Shell Formation was on the verge of collapse.

Wang Yong was not panicked at all, because a figure was coming at a high speed not far away, it was Lu Feihong.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the Yimu Turtle Shell Formation was broken, Wu Qingshan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and then quickly looked in the direction of Wang Yong.

After the brown spear broke through the Yimu Turtle Shell Formation, it shot towards Wang Yong without stopping.

At this moment, Wang Yong had already prepared himself. Before the brown spear was about to get close, he was suddenly covered with blood mist, which was due to the burning of blood. Then, the wings behind him swung violently and flew towards Lu Feihong.

"Shua!"

Wang Yong turned into a blood light and passed by the brown spear.

In a blink of an eye, he came close to Lu Feihong, and then flew past Lu Feihong and flew behind him.

The moment the brown spear crossed with Wang Yong, it turned around and chased after him.

But Wang Yong was already prepared, and Lu Feihong had already arrived, so there was little chance of killing Wang Yong.

Seeing the brown spear coming, Lu Feihong waved his hand, and a shield made of orange flames appeared in front of him.

"Bang!"

As expected, the spear and the shield collided with each other, and a loud bang sounded, and then the aftermath spread, sending the brown spear flying, and the shield made of orange flames disappeared, and a ball of flame was dragged in Lu Feihong's palm.

"Hehe, Mu Jiayi, I'm really surprised that you didn't run away." Lu Feihong looked at the dead wood body and said.

"Lu Feihong, even if I die today, I will kill him, you'd better get out of my way!" The dead wood body looked at Lu Feihong and said.

"Hehe, you dare to talk nonsense when you are about to die. Today, I will fulfill your wish. If you don't want to leave, stay forever." After Lu Feihong finished speaking, the orange flame in his hand shook out, turned into a sea of ​​fire, and floated towards the dead wood body.

Seeing this, the withered wood god body looked gloomy. He looked at Wang Yong behind Lu Feihong. He was quietly suspended in the air, his whole body was filled with blood, and his wings behind him were slowly waving. He was ready to get away at any time.

"Ah!!!" The withered wood god body screamed in anger, and then his right leg slowly fell off.

It turned out that he had used the Wood God's Sorrow again.

Two brown spears were quietly suspended in front of the withered wood god body. The withered wood god body passed Lu Feihong and turned to look at Wang Yong behind him. Obviously, this attack was prepared for Wang Yong.

"How did this sea of ​​blood provoke him to make him hate it so much?" Seeing this, Lu Feihong couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Seeing this, Wang Yong smiled and said to the withered wood god body: "Hahaha, withered wood god body, I think it's more appropriate to call you a legless waste."

Wang Yong continued to irritate him with a smile on his face.

"Haha, very good, you are very good, you die!" The withered wood body looked crazy, looked at Wang Yong, and then launched an attack.

He has gradually lost his mind now. At this moment, he only wants to kill Wang Yong, eat his flesh and swallow his blood to vent his anger.

The brown spears shot towards Wang Yong from the left and right, but the two orange fire swords were not slow and stopped them.

"Bang!"

The orange fire swords and brown spears collided with each other, and sparks flew everywhere. The two fell into a stalemate, the aftermath spread, and the hot air shook. Wang Yong had to close his eyes again.

"Lu Feihong!" The withered wood body bared his teeth and looked at Lu Feihong with bloodshot eyes, which exuded a strong killing intent.

Wang Yong watched the fight between the two from a distance, but he did not sit and wait for death.

He flapped his wings and flew towards the sky. After a moment, he looked at the withered wood body fighting with Lu Feihong.

Then, he slowly raised his hand, and saw pieces of bloody willow leaves gathering in the air above him, and the prototype of a willow leaf flying knife gradually appeared.

Sitting and waiting for death is obviously not Wang Yong's character. Since the other party is already shouting and killing him, he will not care whether it will be shameful to take action now.

Besides, Wang Yong does not care about reputation, otherwise he would not have taken action without scruples in front of everyone several times.

The willow leaf flying knife slowly took shape. This time Wang Yong used all his strength, obviously to make the dead wood body pay a price.

At the bottom, a group of blood bat demon cult members fled to the distance, while Wu Qingshan found a relatively safe place and quietly watched the dead wood body and Lu Feihong fighting.

The battle between the two sides seemed to be evenly matched, but this was only in the eyes of ordinary cultivators. In the eyes of Wu Qingshan and Wang Yong, Lu Feihong was obviously stronger than the dead wood body, but it would take time to defeat him.

"Go!" Wang Yong shouted softly, then his arm slowly dropped down, and then the willow leaf flying knife shot out at high speed, leaving a trail of blood in the air, in which some golden threads could be faintly seen.

"Swish!" The willow leaf flying knife came through the air, its target was directly aimed at the dead wood body, without paying any attention to the situation in the field.

The dead wood body had already discovered Wang Yong's small movements, but because he had to concentrate on dealing with Lu Feihong, he was a little exhausted and couldn't dodge in time.

"Ding!" A light sound rang out in the field, and the willow leaf flying knife pierced the shoulder of the dead wood body, only went in an inch, and then the willow leaf flying knife slowly dissipated.

Just when the dead wood body was about to relax, another sound of breaking through the air came, and then a pain came from the shoulder.

Before he could react, the willow leaf flying knife pierced in the shoulder slowly dissipated again.

This was the second willow leaf flying knife.

At this moment, due to Wang Yong's interference, he could not fully concentrate on the battle with Lu Feihong. Seeing this, Lu Feihong would not give up this opportunity. He completely suppressed the dead wood body.

The brown spear retreated step by step, with traces of being burned by flames on it.

"Damn you." The withered wood divine body wanted to look up at Wang Yong, but at this moment, another sound of breaking air came.

His shoulder was numb at first, and then there was a sharp pain. Then he saw a strong right arm flying out, blood spurting out, and the withered wood divine body turned pale in an instant.