Gao Wu: Extracting the Ancestral Art of the Immortal King

"The dead will not answer you."

Jiang Feng's next words made their hearts go cold.

"It's really weird!"

There was a boy fighting with two legs, and he immediately reacted.

All the people in the group changed color, and all their thinking returned to normal.

Only then did I realize that I and others have been making wrong choices from beginning to end.

The pretty faces of the girls were pale and bloodless.

Being able to hold on without screaming is already an extraordinary state of mind for them.

Only Ning Shanshan was relatively calm.

She was so close to Jiang Feng that she could even smell her delicate fragrance.

As a talented female genius, Ning Shanshan was much stronger than the boys present, second only to Chen Yuxuan.

In the face of dangerous situations, he is calmer than the boys.

To Jiang Feng's surprise, she guarded Jiang Feng's side intentionally or unintentionally, very vigilant, as if protecting him.

To be protected by a woman...

Jiang Feng couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

The evil spirit became more and more intense, and something was awakened by the sound just now.

Just then, Chen Xing's cell phone rang.

Seeing the incoming call, Chen Xing's expression became unnatural.

"Hey...Dad, what's the matter?"

"Where are you, don't go to the wilderness, the night has been uneven recently.

I just received news that the bodies of three students from No. [-] Middle School were found in the sewer, one of them was Yang Zifeng, I remember you and him..."

There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone, and the signal was cut off.

He turned on the speakerphone, and everyone present heard it clearly.

All expressions froze, and an emotion called fear spread quickly.

Three dead bodies?

Yang Zifeng?

Those people just now were...

"Chen Xing, why are you here now?"

A familiar voice came, and three people walked out of the mist, looking at everyone with smiles on their faces.

"Let me tell you, I found something interesting..."

Yang Zifeng said with a smile.

Everyone looked at their faces, and a gust of cold air rushed straight to the top of the sky, and their scalps were about to explode.

Chen Yuxuan's lips trembled, his face was ashen-colored.

"What's wrong with you, why are you all looking at us with this expression?"

A boy standing beside Yang Zifeng had a cold breath, and looked at the group of people with blank faces in puzzlement.

The three walked over slowly.

The leader, Yang Zifeng, still had a smile on his face.

The epidermis on the face began to peel off layer by layer, revealing rotten flesh full of bugs.

Thick black blood flowed down from the eye sockets, all the hair fell out, and a centipede-like wound hung on the forehead, splitting the whole head open.

The neck is covered with traces of stitches, as if it was forcibly pieced together.

The fingers have been replaced by a pair of claws more than ten centimeters long, which are extremely ferocious.

This is what they really look like.

It's just that everyone was blinded and didn't see it.

"What are you running, come and join me..."

The corpse with an extremely terrifying face made a sound.

The terrifying pupil emitting a faint green light stared at the crowd who were running wildly.

That shrill voice seemed to come from hell.

The three monsters stared coldly at the direction where everyone was running away, and disappeared in the mist.

"Made, you scared me to death..."

Running out of the blockade at the fastest speed in his life, Chen Xing was out of breath and broke out in cold sweat.

He swore that he would never be able to achieve such a result in the unified test.

It can be called its own limit.

Thinking of the appearance of those monsters, Chen Xing couldn't help shivering, with lingering fear in his heart.

Fortunately, I waited for someone to respond quickly, otherwise I would have confessed there tonight.

"Has everyone come out?"

Chen Xing looked around at a group of people who were equally tired and panting.

I counted the number of people, and there are two less!

"Where are Jiang Feng and Ning Shanshan?!"

Chen Yuxuan was also shocked.

Everyone looked dazed and hadn't recovered from their panic.

……

Surrounded by drifting thick fog, visibility has dropped to about one meter.

After Jiang Feng ran with the crowd for a while, he avoided the large army and came back again.

but...

In the perception, a familiar breath is tens of meters behind him.

Ning Shanshan is very perceptive.

In that critical situation, Jiang Feng was found to be separated from everyone.

Thinking that he was in a panic, and wanted to go up to pull him, but in the end he was led astray.

Coupled with the sharp drop in visibility, Ning Shanshan herself was trapped in the fog and completely lost her direction.

Several cold breaths stared at Ning Shanshan who was alone, and were rapidly approaching.

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes.

"court death!".

Chapter 7: Crushing battle!

Ning Shanshan's pretty face was serious.

He pulled out a portable alloy dagger and stared at his surroundings vigilantly.

She heard footsteps approaching.

Rao is as firm as her, but she can't help feeling desperate.

After seeing the changes in the faces of the three of them, even some warriors can cause great fear.

What's more, it was a girl who was still in school. She had never seen such a horrible thing with her own eyes.

"don’t worry."

A calm and heavy voice sounded from behind.

Ning Shanshan, who was tense, reacted subconsciously, stabbing hard behind her.

But a slender big hand firmly grasped the wrist.

"it's me."

A familiar voice sounded, and Jiang Feng's handsome face appeared.

Ning Shanshan was unmoved, she flipped her wrist and broke away from Jiang Feng's bondage.

She clenched her white fingers tightly, and punched Jiang Feng's face with all her strength.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a strong wind blew away a large swath of fog.

This punch is full of strength, and her movements are smooth and smooth, which shows that she has a high level of combat quality.

After experiencing what happened just now, Ning Shanshan knew that everything she experienced might be an illusion.

So she shot without hesitation.

"It's really me."

A helpless voice sounded.

The fist was caught again.

The full-strength blow was like a bull into the ocean, Ning Shanshan couldn't believe it.

"Why didn't you go out with them?"

Release Ning Shanshan's right hand, Jiang Feng asked.

Ning Shanshan gave him a complicated look, and explained.

"I saw that you were going in the wrong direction. I wanted to remind you, but I lost my way myself."

What shocked her the most was undoubtedly Jiang Feng's strength.

Her strength is [-] kilograms, and even the top [-] geniuses in the grade dare not take it hard with a full blow.

In the end, he was stopped by Jiang Feng without any disturbance.

Didn't it mean that Jiang Feng's strength is very average in No. 500? It is said that his strength is only more than [-] kilograms, which is far worse than his own.

She was excellent and confused.

A boy who usually doesn't show his face, actually hides it so deeply.

It is at least the strength of a quasi-warrior who can catch his full blow without moving an inch.

"A monster is coming."

Jiang Feng's voice was still calm and steady, without any emotional changes at all.

His voice just fell.

A shrill scream exploded in front of him.

The piercing sound waves shook the thick fog.

A tall black shadow rushed towards him with a frightening aura.

Jiang Feng didn't change his face, he clenched his five fingers tightly, and rushed out with a straight punch like a tiger and leopard!

boom!

The air burst, like a muffled thunder, and the air waves billowed.The mist in a radius of ten meters was swept away by the violent fist wind.

The black figure exploded into a large spray of blood, and his body was beaten into a "u" shape on the spot, almost folded upside down.

With the sound of cracking bones, the black shadow flew out at a faster speed.