Chapter 463: The Woman in Ning Cheng's Arms

84_84490 Shi Feng raised his head, staring at the big palm print floating above himself and others, the power of the Martial Saint, for him now, he felt powerless to resist.

Afterwards, Shi Feng lowered his head and looked at the palm of his left hand. It seemed that he could only rely on it!

What Shi Feng is counting on is the blood-colored stele that has turned into a blood-colored stele pattern in the palm of his left hand. According to the blood-colored stele, according to the blood-colored stele, because of the serious damage, it can only be activated three times, and he has already activated it twice. times, only this one time left.

Unless it was a last resort, Shi Feng really didn't want to push this one last time, and let this stone tablet with a small world of his own be destroyed.

But at this moment, I have reached the moment of last resort. Under the power of the Martial Saint, I can't compete at all. If I don't push, I can only die!

Immediately, Shi Feng had a thought, but then, a sudden burst of yin and yang "hey" laughter came from behind him, "Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Upon hearing this perverted laughter, Shi Feng knew without turning around that the laugh came from that perverted Ning Cheng.

But then, Shi Feng felt a familiar force emanating from Ning Cheng's body.

Shi Feng temporarily stopped activating the blood-colored stele, turned around, and saw that Ning Cheng's whole body had changed drastically, and wisps of black smoke wafted from Ning Cheng's body.

"Hey! Hey hey!" Ning Cheng lowered his head and smiled "hey". At this moment, his face was covered with wisps of black smoke.

"This power!" Looking at the power overflowing from Ning Cheng, Shi Feng suddenly understood that this guy had learned from some of his disciples, but this pervert should have some kind of secret method or secret treasure. The power is hidden, so that I can't feel it.

"Hey hey hey hey!" Ning Cheng was still smiling, and his body was slowly floating up. Yes, his body was slowly spinning while floating upwards.

"Hmph! You perverted, snatched the old man's treasure book, and started playing tricks again! To the old man!" The old chrysanthemum not far from Shi Feng and the others sneered coldly, and patted his slightly raised right hand, at the same time , the big palm print covering Shi Feng and the three of them angrily slapped down following the movement of the old chrysanthemum.

The power of a martial saint really has the power to destroy everything.

"hey-hey!"

Ning Cheng, who spun into the void, seemed unaware of the large palm prints taken in the sky, and a blurred red figure suddenly appeared in Ning Cheng's arms, looming in Ning Cheng's arms, and at the same time, above Ning Cheng's head, Suddenly a piece of red petals appeared,

It floated down and sprinkled on Ning Cheng's body.

Then, the red figure in Ning Cheng's arms gradually became clear. This is a woman in red clothes with long black hair flowing. The exposed skin was also pale, like a dead body, and Shi Feng could also feel that this woman was full of the breath of death.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of black smoke like Ning Cheng's body also began to overflow from the woman, drifting towards Ning Cheng, and then her wisps of black smoke were connected with the wisps of black mist on Ning Cheng's body .

"Mei Ji, we are going to fight together again." Ning Cheng stretched out his hand, and touched the alluring, pale face of the woman in his arms, and a miserable smile appeared on Ning Cheng's face.

But at this moment, in the sky, the big palm print with the power of a martial saint was about to hit Ning Cheng's body.

Suddenly, the woman with slightly closed eyes in Ning Cheng's arms opened her eyes suddenly, and then, two wisps of black smoke shot out from the eyes of the woman, flew towards the top and shot angrily. On the big palm print below.

"This! What's going on here! What kind of power is this!" Immediately afterwards, the old chrysanthemum on the ground had a look of extreme shock and horror on his face. Full of disbelief.

"How is this possible! I am a strong Martial Saint, with the power of a Martial Saint!" Old Chrysanthemum saw that under the two plumes of black smoke flying out, her big palm print with the power of a Martial Saint unexpectedly It dissipated soundlessly, and my own strength was dispersed like smoke.

"The power of death! It turns out to be Ye Feng's disciple!" Looking at Ning Cheng above him and the power overflowing from him, Shi Feng said.

The Ye Feng that Shi Feng was talking about was none other than his former chief disciple, Ling Yefeng, Emperor of Death!

Then, Shi Feng continued to murmur: "And this pervert can be regarded as a person with outstanding talent. After practicing Ye Feng's martial arts, he actually opened up another way of death by himself. With such talent, he is no worse than that kid Ye Feng." How much! It's just that it's a little perverted!"

After the big palm print of the old chrysanthemum was scattered, the woman in red in Ning Cheng's arms closed her eyes again. Ning Cheng stretched out his hand and caught a red flower floating down between his middle finger and index finger. Putting the petals in front of the woman in her arms, she said softly:

"Mei Ji, have you seen it? This is your favorite red blood flower. I have collected nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers for you, but for you, I don't feel hard at all."

"Damn pervert, I'm going to die for this old man!" On the other side, in the hands of the old chrysanthemum, a rusty bronze cauldron appeared. After that, the old chrysanthemum condensed all the power of the martial saint, and went to the bronze cauldron. Immediately afterwards, he slapped the bronze cauldron suddenly with his palm.

"Boom!" The bronze cauldron roared, emitting a bright blue light, blasting into the void, and bombarded Ning Cheng away.

Old Chrysanthemum's attack this time used the mysterious and powerful bronze cauldron. This attack is not comparable to the big handprint that was blasted just now. It seems that this is the real all-out blow of Old Chrysanthemum.

Previously, Old Chrysanthemum obviously didn't take Shi Feng and the others seriously. In his eyes, Shi Feng and the others were like ants. With his Martial Saint Realm and the power of Martial Saints, he could easily sweep them away. , Ning Cheng such a change occurred.

The old chrysanthemum's attack this time also focused on Ning Cheng with all its strength. To him, Ning Cheng was the real threat. As long as he was killed, Shi Feng and the others could still easily kill him!

Shi Feng's gaze has been focused on the big bronze tripod shot by the old chrysanthemum. When he saw this big bronze tripod, Shi Feng felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. Immediately afterwards, Shi Feng suddenly thought, This bronze tripod was actually exactly the same as the two bronze gates I saw in the forbidden area of ​​death, both in color and material.

This mysterious bronze cauldron must have undoubtedly come from the forbidden area of ​​death! .