C207 self-bitter fruit
C207 self-bitter fruit
clang clang clang *
Young man with fan sheath's face became more and more unsightly. At this rate, he would definitely lose.
"Buzz!"
He aimed at the opportunity and the folding fan in his hand turned. A dozen steel needles as thin as a cow's hair once again shot out!
"Shua!"
A sense of danger came attacking again, Mo Feng's figure turned, he quickly retreated, and once again held the battle axe horizontally in front of him.
"Ding ding ding!"
When the steel needle hit the axe, it made a small sound, and Young man with fan sheath immediately rushed out.
"Celestial Phenomenon Bomb!"
Mo Feng did not attack again, but roared in his heart, only that the steel needles that had landed on the axe had yet to hit the ground, when a burst of powerful force suddenly erupted from the axe, shooting all the steel needles back!
Young man with fan sheath who was attacking did not realise it at all, and focused on attacking Mo Feng, until the steel needle slowly enlarged in his eyes, only then did he react.
"What's going on!"
His heart skipped a beat, and his face suddenly changed. This was a poisonous steel needle that he had spent a great deal of effort to forge! If it were to be pierced, even if it was just a scratch, it would still die without a doubt!
He immediately retracted his attack and turned around. Just as he was about to dodge, all the needles shot into his body!
"Humph!"
Young man with fan sheath froze and fell to the ground. He immediately wanted to stand up, but the strength in his body disappeared as he stumbled and knelt down.
"Hmph."
Once again released a stuffy groan, black blood flowed out of his mouth. He raised his head with much difficulty to look at Mo Feng, and opened his bloody mouth:
"How is this possible?" He really did not understand why the steel needle would shoot back, and at a speed even faster than his own. This was too illogical. Mo Feng only used an extremely hard battle axe, so it was even more impossible for him to bounce back the steel needle.
Mo Feng only looked at him with a cold smile. Seeing that the Young man with fan sheath was bleeding profusely, he said:
"How is the taste of your steel needle?"
"Hmph."
Young man with fan sheath stared at Mo Feng and snorted as he spat out a piece of internal organ. The poison had already entered his internal organs and caused them to corrode. His heart was filled with unwillingness. He had never thought that he would fall into the hands of the needles he had refined.
"Young man with fan sheath lost!"
The battlefield changed drastically, the victory and defeat only lasted a second, everyone jumped in shock, seeing that Young man with fan sheath was poisoned, they could not believe their eyes.
"The Young man with fan sheath is poisoned, could it be that the brat used poison too?"
"No, Young man with fan sheath was poisoned by his own poison." Those who had clearly seen the situation calmly analyzed the situation.
"After Young man with fan sheath shot out the poison needle, Mo Feng used some unknown method to bounce the poison needle back. It seemed to be even faster, preventing Young man with fan sheath from dodging."
"Bounce the poison needle back?"
The reason why the Young man with fan sheath got this name was because there was some kind of secret behind the fan. It could shoot out poison needles at high speeds and never failed, but now it was told that the steel needles it shot out could still bounce back.
But since the truth was right in front of them, they had no choice but to accept it.
"It's over, there's no cure for the poison needles in Young man with fan sheath!" Everyone was shocked. The Young man with fan sheath was a member of the Shui Family, and the death of a member of the Shui Family was a major event.
"Mo Feng, quickly save the Young man with fan sheath!" A man rushed forward and roared. Mo Feng looked at him coldly, and said coldly:
"Save? How do you think we should save them? "
The person choked, unsure of how to respond. Even if there was no hope, he had to send it to the Apothecary Guild to see what the apothecary could do.
"There's no cure for his poison, right?" Before he could speak, he heard Mo Feng's voice.
"If we don't leave any traces for others to live, then today we will suffer and taste the consequences."
The man choked once again and shouted angrily:
"Mo Feng, this is for your own good. He is a member of the Shui Family, if he dies, can you take revenge on the Shui Family?"
Looking at his disappointed expression, Mo Feng sneered once again. For his own good? He would not let go of any chance to please the Young man with fan sheath, or even the chance to please the Shui family.
"Let him come for the revenge of the Shui Family."
The faint words caused everyone present to collectively sink into a state of shock.
"How arrogant!"
They all had the same thought. The other party was from the Shui Family. How dare they speak like this? They were extremely audacious and arrogant!
"Alright, kid, don't blame me for not warning you. Offending the Shui family is a dead end for you! A dead end!" The man pointed at Mo Feng with trembling hands and said.
"Try pointing your finger at me again?" Mo Feng's gaze turned cold, and he raised the battle axe horizontally. The man's arm stiffened, he felt his entire body becoming cold, he anxiously retracted his hand, looking at Mo Feng, fear rising up in his heart, he finally understood why some people used the word viciousness to describe Mo Feng, only when facing him would he truly feel it.
"Don't know what's good for you." With that, he waved his sleeves and left.
Looking at his back, Mo Feng sneered. He did not want to give up any chance to please the Shui family, but it was a pity that he used it wrongly.
"Bam."
When he turned his head to look, he saw a pool of black pus and blood on the ground. In that short period of time, Young man with fan sheath had been completely corroded by the poison, not even his corpse could be seen. Mo Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light, such a venomous poison, if it landed on his body, it would definitely not be easy.
"If I don't leave a chance for others to live, then I deserve to die without a corpse." With a sneer, he took out a sharp sword and picked out Young man with fan sheath's storage ring. He wiped off the blood and pus on it before taking a look inside, he was shocked.
"So many star stones and treasures!"
Young man with fan sheath was truly worthy of being a member of the Shui Family. There were simply too many treasures inside, and there was even a mountain of Star Stones. He estimated that there were still over a million Star Stones!
This wealth was simply comparable to a deacon!
"So many treasures and star stones, it's enough to repair all eight bronze men!"
His eyes lit up. This battle was too worthwhile, and with the help of those treasures, he could increase his cultivation even faster.
With a satisfied expression, he turned around and walked up the mountain with the storage ring. The two tiger-dog rushed over and slowly followed behind him.
"Mo Feng." At this time, Yi Jinglin rushed over and shouted. Mo Feng stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at him expressionlessly. If he started to have bad intentions, would absolutely not show him any mercy.
"Sir Mo Feng, the Shui family is not to be trifled with. You should be more careful in the future." Yi Jinglin hesitated for a moment, and said softly. Surprisingly, Mo Feng raised his brows and said with a smile:
"Thanks for the reminder." This Yi Jinglin was actually a wonderful person, the feeling he got was not bad, with just a reminder, he could cause trouble, and he appreciated the courage to do so.
Without further ado, he turned around and jumped onto a tiger-dog, leaving behind a majestic back view for Yi Jinglin and the rest.