Zhao Feng originally didn't care about Huang Yun's life and death, but this person really disappointed him and he didn't even have the courage to fight to the death.

Otherwise, if we only need to delay for a moment, the owner of the execution village will be beheaded by Lin Fan and three others, and everyone will then attack the bloody corpse, the chance of winning will be at least 60%.

It really echoes the saying: Don’t be afraid of opponents who are like gods, but be afraid of teammates who are like pigs.

At this moment, Zhao Feng was left alone, facing the silver-striped bloody corpse.

"...It's your turn soon!"

The silver-streaked bloody corpse stood in a pool of blood, licked his lips, and smiled ferociously. A layer of strange blood flowed on the surface of his body, forming a strange cycle with the blood in the corpse at his feet.

…

At the end of the cave, on the other side.

Xu Zhi, Xiao Yun, and Lin Fan are forcing the owner of Xingzhuang into a desperate situation.

When the owner of Xingzhuang was in the woods, he was besieged and injured by everyone. Now he was besieged crazily by three people, and he was severely injured one after another. He was at the end of his strength.

Suddenly, Xu Zhi and the others heard Huang Yun's screams.

Looking out of the corner of his eye, Huang Yun's body was split into two halves, lying in a pool of blood.

Several people felt a chill in their hearts.

"Not good! Junior Brother Zhao..."

Lin Fan couldn't help but worry about Zhao Feng.

But the three of them are also at a critical moment and may capture and kill the owner of the village at any time.

The owner of Xingzhuang was forced into danger, but he gritted his teeth and resisted the three of them.

He knew very well that as long as he delayed for a moment, Zhao Feng would be killed by the "Lord Protector" and the situation would be reversed.

The person who is truly in crisis and critical position is Zhao Feng.

Facing the silver-striped blood corpse alone, can he withstand even one and a half moves?

"Jiejie..."

The silver-streaked bloody corpse stood in a pool of blood, its eerie laughter echoing around.

Zhao Feng was unmoved, opened the "Golden Thread Bow", and sneered: "Do you think I will let you succeed?"

As soon as the words fell.

In the hand he was pulling the golden bow, there was a trace of Qingying's cold true power, which was extremely sharp and exceeded the previous level.

This is the true power of "Tianfeng Shenjue"!

Boom swish swish——

Three golden arrows dragging sharp green light formed a triangle shape and stabbed at the silver-striped bloody corpse like lightning.

One of the arrows suddenly pierced the eye of the silver-striped bloody corpse at a faster speed.

The silver-streaked bloody corpse was startled and quickly closed his eyes.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Three extremely sharp arrows pierced the silver-striped bloody corpse, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

The silver-streaked bloody corpse was unscathed.

——This is not beyond Zhao Feng’s expectation.

"Hateful boy..."

The silver-striped bloody corpse was frightened and angry, and took a few steps back.

It turned out that Zhao Feng's real purpose was to hit the knee joints and ankles of the silver-striped bloody corpse with the other two arrows.

The fierce power contained in those two arrows can already threaten the third level of transcendence and make the silver-striped blood corpse take several steps back.

In this way, the silver-striped bloody corpse left the pool of blood where Huang Yun's corpse was.

The blood circulating on the silver-streaked corpse suddenly disappeared.

The method of blood sacrifice was interrupted by Zhao Feng!

It turned out that the real purpose of the silver-striped blood corpse standing there was to use special secret techniques to absorb the blood essence left by Huang Yun's corpse, repair the wounds, and restore more strength.

If it were an ordinary person, their blood would have no effect on silver-striped blood corpses. But Huang Yun was a peak warrior of the second level of the transcendent world. He had already undergone a transformation at the transcendent level, and the power contained in the blood in his body was extraordinary.

"The true power and power of "Tianfeng Shenjue" is indeed extraordinary."

Zhao Feng thought to himself, and pulled the golden bow in his hand again, launching a fierce attack on the silver-striped blood corpse.

Ding ding ding!

The silver-striped bloody corpse resisted all attacks and quickly pounced on Zhao Feng.

Whoosh!

Zhao Feng quickly put away his golden bow, transformed into several afterimages, and fled in several directions.

"Ignorant junior!"

The silver-striped blood corpse smiled mockingly, identified Zhao Feng's true form at a glance, and pursued him.

Zhao Feng's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly understood that although the silver-striped blood corpse had lost its power, it still had a high state and could not be fooled by his own phantom fish movement technique.

Whoosh!

Several phantoms disappeared, Zhao Feng's true body glowed with transparent green light, the wind made no trace, and his speed suddenly increased by a level.

"Boom!"

The silver-striped bloody corpse threw his palm into the air, shattering the stone wall and causing the stone debris to roll.

Zhao Feng's speed suddenly increased to a terrifying level, his body movements were as flexible as a fish, and his movements were as varied as a fish's.

He activated the "Tianfeng Shenjue" with all his strength, and under the influence of that strange true power, his movement speed reached a new level.

What's more, Zhao Feng's Shenfa Qinggong borrowed from the upper-level Shenfa of the ordinary level and used the Phantom Fish Diagram as the core to perform the secrets.

For a time, Zhao Feng's movement speed was enough to easily deal with the peak of the third level of transcendence.

The silver-striped blood corpse made several attacks, but all failed. The roar caused strong mental pressure and even caused illusion effects.

If it were anyone else, even if they were above the fourth level of transcendence, they would not be immune.

Unfortunately, he met Zhao Feng, who was almost immune to the effects of mental illusions.

"Master Protector, it seems that you have woken up not long ago and your body is still a little stiff. Although your physical defense is extremely strong, the power in your body is certainly not unlimited."

Zhao Feng smiled softly as his figure moved.

According to his plan, as long as the owner of Xingzhuang is killed by Xu Zhi and three others, and everyone surrounds him, he will be exhausted and killed.

"Since I can't do anything to you, I will kill the other three first."

A hint of insidiousness flashed in the eyes of the silver-striped bloody corpse, and he suddenly killed Xu Zhi and the others.

not good!

Zhao Feng's expression changed drastically. The enemy he faced was after all an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years. He was a middle-level figure in the Scarlet Moon Demon Cult in the past. How could he be like Yi?

Seeing the silver-striped blood corpse exuding overwhelming mental pressure, the surrounding mountain walls seemed to be shaking, killing Xu Zhi and the others.

The three of them, Xu Zhi, were trembling with fear. They asked the owner of Xingzhuang to seize the slightest chance of survival in the desperate situation. He forced his strength to transform into a blood-black figure and fled out of the cave.

Zhao Feng has only two choices:

One, intercept and kill the owner of the village.

Second, rescue Lin Fan and three others.

In a flash of thought, Zhao Feng made his second choice, swaying and chasing the silver-striped blood corpse.

Wind and Thunder Palm!

The thunderous roar of the wind shrouded an area, shocking the minds of Xu Zhi and the others, and they were freed from the hallucinations caused by the mental pressure.

Boom!

Zhao Feng and the silver-patterned blood corpse struck hard.

After the thunder, the two figures suddenly separated.

Zhao Feng flew backwards, his palms were numb, and he almost vomited blood on the spot. The power and attack of the silver-striped blood corpse were really terrifying, close to the fourth level of extraordinary power.

"The weak power of thunder..."

The silver-streaked bloody corpse stood there, staring at the tiny black mark between his palms, which quickly healed under the flow of blood.

Zhao Feng was greatly surprised. Under the stimulation of the true power of "Tianfeng Shenjue", "Wind and Thunder Palm" actually burst out with such terrifying power.

After all, the foundation of "Wind and Thunder Palm" is the power and artistic conception of wind. And "Tianfeng Shenjue" is undoubtedly the best among them, directly covering the first three movements of the Four Winds and the artistic conception of Xuanfeng Palm.

In addition, Zhao Feng vaguely noticed that the power of the thunder system seemed to be able to restrain the power of the silver pattern blood corpse's technique.

"Junior Brother Zhao, the four of us, work together to kill this guy."
To be continued...