Buzz! Buzz!
High up in the sky, destructive energy ravaged the void. Light flickered incessantly.
If one were to look closely, there were already small pitch-black cracks in the center of the explosion.
"Young Sect Master!"
Ao Yan's face was pale with fright. He was completely stunned by Feng Wuchen's sword art.
Miao Qingqing and Beidou Yan were also worried about Feng Wuchen's safety. Even if Feng Wuchen's physical body was strong, even if Feng Wuchen had the Qilin Armor, that power was too terrifying.
The energy ripples lasted for a full five minutes. The smoke from the explosion dissipated with the wind, and the space returned to normal.
High up in the sky, Feng Wuchen and Fan Shaoyun's illusory figures began to appear in their vision.
"Big Brother Feng!"
"Pavilion Master!"
Miao Qingqing, Crimson Emperor, and the rest were extremely anxious. Their palms were sweating.
They first looked at Feng Wuchen. Feng Wuchen's injuries were severe. His face was pale, and he was covered in blood. He was panting heavily, and blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth. He was in a sorry state and weak state.
If his cultivation base had not reached the ninth level of the Sky Origin Realm, Feng Wuchen would have been defeated long ago.
They then looked at Fan Shaoyun. Fan Shaoyun's injuries were not light either. There were a few deep sword wounds on his body, and his clothes were dyed red with blood. He was in a sorry state.
This battle could be said to be a lose-lose situation.
Ao Yan flashed over and asked worriedly, "Young Sect Master, how are you?"
"I'm fine …" Fan Shaoyun said strenuously. He stared at Feng Wuchen with a fierce gaze.
Fan Shaoyun had never expected that Feng Wuchen would have such terrifying strength to be able to injure him, the number one genius of the Sky Region.
Fortunately, Fan Shaoyun's injuries were not as severe as Feng Wuchen's, and he had not lost his ability to fight.
In this battle, Feng Wuchen seemed to have lost to Fan Shaoyun, but in fact, he had not lost yet. The mysterious power in Feng Wuchen's bloodline had not been activated yet.
"Big Brother Feng!" Miao Qingqing and the rest flew over with worried expressions.
"Pavilion Master, your injuries are very serious!" Xue Feng said in a panic.
Even if Fan Shaoyun was heavily injured, there was still Ao Yan, a third level Heaven Tier martial artist. The Crimson Emperor and the others couldn't help but worry.
Once Ao Yan attacked, none of them would be able to block him.
"Feng Wuchen, you're really something. I didn't expect you to be so strong! But unfortunately, you still lost to me! "Fan Shaoyun sneered strenuously.
The terrifying power that Feng Wuchen had displayed had already made Fan Shaoyun aware of the danger. If he did not get rid of this person, there would be no end of trouble in the future.
If Feng Wuchen was already so powerful at the ninth level of Heaven Origin Stage, then Fan Shaoyun would not be able to defeat him.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen frowned slightly and said, "Beidou Yan, take them away. I'll stop them!"
Feng Wuchen was worried that Fan Shaoyun and Ao Yan would kill him, so he had already made his preparations.
"Big Brother Feng, then what about you?" Miao Qingqing knew what Feng Wuchen wanted to do the moment she heard it. Tears flickered in her beautiful eyes.
"Nangong Zhan, you take them away! I'll stay behind too! " Beidou Yan said resolutely. He glanced at Feng Wuchen and said, "If Dendi dies, I won't be able to live either."
"Big Brother Feng, if we're leaving, we'll leave together. Big Brother Liu is already dead. I can't lose Big Brother Feng too!" Miao Qingqing said sorrowfully. She would rather die together than live alone.
"Fan Shaoyun's injuries are serious. If we want to leave, they might not be able to stop us!" Nangong Zhan said.
Beidou Yan said solemnly, "Don't underestimate a third level Heaven Tier martial artist! This person's strength is definitely not weak. If he wants to kill us, we might not be able to escape unscathed. "
"You guys retreat first and act according to the situation." Feng Wuchen said solemnly. He then took out the Blood Fusion Great Revitalizing Pill and Seven Gods Three Lives Pill and swallowed them.
The Blood Fusion Great Revitalizing Pill was used to recover injuries, while the Seven Gods Three Lives Pill was used to recover true essence!
'Looks like I can only try urging this power,' Feng Wuchen said in his heart. Fan Shaoyun was seriously injured, but Feng Wuchen was not worried.
What Feng Wuchen was worried about was Ao Yan!
Ao Yan was a genuine third level Heaven Tier martial artist!
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath. The powerful effects of the medicinal pill were displayed. His injuries and true essence were recovering rapidly. Feng Wuchen made his preparations.
"As long as we heavily injure this person, we'll have a chance!" Feng Wuchen said fiercely, his eyes flickering with a fierce light.
"Young Sect Master, do you want me to kill them?" Ao Yan asked, his fierce and murderous gaze sweeping towards Feng Wuchen's group.
Feng Wuchen's existence made Ao Yan feel a strong threat. He wished that he could eliminate Feng Wuchen immediately.
Moreover, now was a very good opportunity. If he missed this opportunity, he was afraid that there would not be such a good opportunity in the future.
Hearing Ao Yan's words, Feng Wuchen said coldly, "Kill us? You can try! "
"Feng Wuchen, your injuries are serious. Even if you take the medicinal pill, killing you is as easy as flipping my hand!" Ao Yan said disdainfully. His eyes narrowed, flashing with a trace of cold light.
"Oh? Is that so? "Feng Wuchen said with a sneer, looking like he had a card up his sleeve.
It seemed to be a bluff, but it also gave people a dangerous feeling.
Just as Feng Wuchen was about to urge the mysterious power, Fan Shaoyun suddenly said, "Now is not the time."
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen was slightly stunned, not daring to believe his ears.
Fan Shaoyun actually said that now was not the time. If he did not make a move with such a good opportunity, wouldn't that be letting the tiger return to the mountain?
Beidou Yan, Nangong Zhan and the others are all stunned. As long as they are not idiots, they would definitely not miss the opportunity to kill Feng Wuchen.
"Is he joking?" The Crimson Emperor frowned deeply. Clearly, he does not believe Fan Shaoyun's words.
"His words can't be believed!" Leng Mucheng would not easily believe the enemy's nonsense.
Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "Fan Shaoyun, do you think I will believe your nonsense?"
Fan Shaoyun took out a medicinal pill and consumed it. He shrugged his shoulders and said with a sneer, "There are still nine days before the date of our battle. At that time, I will kill Feng Wuchen in front of countless people in the Heaven Region. Since I have agreed to Feng Wuchen's challenge, I will naturally not kill him now! Otherwise, the people of the Heaven Region will think that I am afraid of Feng Wuchen. "
"You are very confident!" Beidou Yan said with a frown.
"If I can defeat Feng Wuchen once, then I can defeat him a second time!" Fan Shaoyun said confidently.
Looking at Feng Wuchen, Fan Shaoyun sneered and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you right now. I have prepared a big gift for you. Today, I came only to test your strength. Otherwise, if I want to kill you, none of you will be able to escape."
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen frowned. He did not know what Fan Shaoyun was up to.
"Feng Wuchen, do you still remember Liu Qingyang? Did you not find him? "Fan Shaoyun asked with a sneer, looking extremely infuriating.
"Qingyang!" Feng Wuchen's expression changed drastically.
"Brother Liu!" Miao Qingqing's entire body trembled as her beautiful eyes widened.
Nangong Zhan's face instantly darkened as he shouted angrily, "Did you capture Qingyang? Speak! "
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