God's Favorite: Master, We Are Really Not Fighting Against The Master And Rebelling Against The

At this moment, Feng Hanbing's body suddenly had an ice-blue cold light, the aura of this cold light was extremely terrifying, and the power it radiated surpassed that of the emperor!

This is the coercion of the realm of saints!

Hei Wutian was stunned for a moment. He thought that Feng Hanbing would suddenly become a saint at this critical moment, but after feeling it carefully, he found that Feng Hanbing's aura had increased a lot, but it was very unstable. After thinking about it, he probably understood what.

"Forcibly enduring my blood essence to obtain a temporary strength boost, is it necessary to do this, and let myself suffer endless pain before I die."

Feng Hanbing sneered and said: "Hehe, of course it is necessary for me to die, and it will definitely not let you get any benefits. Even if all the blood in this body is burned, it will not be given to you!"

Hei Wutian's expression didn't fluctuate at all, it seemed that Feng Hanbing's temporary struggle had no meaning in his eyes.

"Do you really think that you can fight me if you break through the winner by force?"

"Just exchange 1 with you."

"I do not care."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Hanbing took the lead in attacking. After temporarily breaking through the saint, her realm was greatly improved. He turned into a blue light and rushed to Hei Wutian in an instant, with ice blue wings Like a sharp blade, it slashed across his neck, intending to cut Hei Wutian's neck with one blow.

But Hei Wutian just sneered, waved his fist, and grabbed his wings.

"Today, I will eat a shredded ice phoenix!"

"open!"

The 10,000-meter-long Faxiang Evil God burst out with all his strength, tearing at the thousand-meter-sized Bingfeng.

Feng Hanbing let out an extremely painful cry, and she felt that her two wings were about to be torn off by Hei Wutian.

She endured great pain, the ice phoenix opened, and spit out a cold sword.

The sword of ice was extremely fast, piercing Hei Wutian's head almost instantly.

This blow finally caused some impact, Hei Wutian roared in pain, feeling that his scalp was about to explode, he let go of the Bingfeng in his hand, quickly covered his frozen head, and began to release demon energy to heal the wound.

The bosses of the second hall master and the third hall master were actually injured by Feng Hanbing, so they stopped, watched the two top saints, and killed them one after another.

Feng Hanbing was seriously injured, how could he bear it, the attack of these two people was beaten and bruised all over.

But Feng Hanbing, who was full of death at this moment, was also fighting. Regardless of the pain of his own injuries, he wanted to leave fatal scars on the bodies of the two saints.

While the two were fighting, Hei Wutian's dharma head was finally healed, and it returned to its previous terrifying and hideous appearance.

"Damn it, I shouldn't feel pity, I should just tear you up, drink your blood, and die to me!"

Hei Wutian punched Feng Hanbing, who was powerless to resist, into the center of the earth, and then his fists slammed down on Bingfeng's body like a rainstorm.

boom boom boom!!!

The earth seemed to be smashed to pieces.

The millions of people in Beixue Country City saw their queen being treated like this by the Black God Sect, and they all knelt on the ground and shouted with red eyes from crying.

Feng Xue'er and Ling Xue saw Her Lady Queen, but they couldn't control it anymore after fighting like this, couldn't suppress the grief and anger in their hearts, and brought their only remaining soldiers to kill them recklessly.

But before they flew very far, they were stared at by the second hall master, and everyone fell to the ground weakly.

Feng Xue'er fell to the ground, looking at Her Lady Empress who was being hammered crazily, crying heartbroken.

"Queen run away!!!"

"Run away!"

Feng Hanbing in the center of the earth felt the heavy blow of this punch on her body. Her body had already lost consciousness, and her consciousness gradually dimmed. The blood essence that was originally burning in her body also became dim.

"I'm going to die." Feng Hanbing could no longer feel her broken body, and her consciousness gradually dissipated.

Perhaps sensing that she was about to die, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Xu Fan, I'm going to find you, I'll be here soon"

Hei Wutian looked at Bingfeng who had almost lost his vitality, he stopped attacking, and he lifted Bingfeng up by pinching Bingfeng's body.

At this time, Feng Hanbing didn't have the noble appearance before, his whole body was covered with scars, and his perfectly smooth wings had already been shattered.

"A miscellaneous bird is just a miscellaneous bird. I thought how powerful the burning blood essence was, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. How can you make up for the gap between the saint and the emperor by burning blood essence?"

"Complete it now, your last mission in the world, let this deity swallow your mythical blood and become a false god, you and I will become one, hahaha"

While laughing, Hei Wutian evil god Dharma Xiang opened his demonic mouth, Feng Hanbing in his hand, and the ice blue blood left on his body, began to fly into his mouth quickly.

Countless people watched their queen being sucked blood, each of them was deeply saddened, knelt on the ground and cried, but there was nothing they could do.

"Delicious, it really is the most delicious blood in the world, mythical blood, it really lives up to its reputation, hahaha" Hei Wutian, who had just taken two sips, couldn't help laughing wildly from the excitement in his heart, he seemed to have seen himself become a False God The moment is over.

Looking at the dying Feng Hanbing in his hand, he showed a cruel smile, just as he was about to continue sucking blood.

suddenly!

There was a rumbling sound in the sky.

I saw three extremely powerful coercions descending from the sky.

"stop!"

Mie Shenmen, who finally came to support him, had just arrived when he saw that cruel scene. Wang was so frightened that he exploded with monstrous divine power, converging on the wind of his fist.

A punch hit Hei Wutian's head fiercely.

Boom!

Hei Wutian's 10,000-meter-long body was thrown backwards for 10 kilometers by this punch!

The second and third hall masters saw the sudden change of expression from behind the enemy, and immediately rushed to intercept Wang Jing.

But behind them, two saints appeared secretly.

Song Tingshan held the divine sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Don't look around, your enemy is here."

"Not good!" The second hall master immediately turned to attack, but was cut by a sword and retreated quickly.

The master of the third hall realized that the situation was not right, and immediately retreated to Hei Wutian, watching the three saints who came suddenly with vigilance.

The sudden appearance of these three saints made everyone nervous, and no one knew who they were, whether they were enemies or friends.

Wang Jing looked at the corpses of people scattered all over the streets of Beixuewang City. After the ground was covered with muddy meat, the anger in his heart became more and more violent.

"You bastards!"

The first hall master stood up slowly and looked at him coldly.

"Long time no see Mie Shen Sect."