As soon as the sound started, Xuexuan had already pounced on him. The storm gusts, and huge waves suddenly rose on the calm sea surface. Zhang Zhifeng was shocked and raised his head suddenly. What came towards him was a red blood color that was almost completely surrounded by blood. In a slight moment, Xuexuan had already wrapped him up.

The strange laughter of satisfaction was filled with blood. For him, Zhang Zhifeng's body function was comparable to that of the golden scale shield. Moreover, Zhang Zhifeng also had his huge power of thought in his body. The addition of the two was enough to make him use the secret technique to reshape a powerful body.

The blood ball kept wriggling, and he wrapped Zhang Zhifeng, like a strange python absorbing food that was swallowed into his stomach. The fishy and weird energy kept hitting Zhang Zhifeng and slapping his body.

Zhang Zhifeng shook like a conditioned reflex and sent the green soul into the storage space in an instant, but he had to hurry to finish this matter. Then, he was tightly wrapped in the sticky and tough bloody serous liquid.

"Boy, I'm still honest."

Blood reward laughed wildly. He was already thinking about how to defeat those old enemies who had hurt him after he recovered his strength.

"Hmph, last time you framed me and besieged me with the power of the Ten Saints. This time, I want you to pay the price one by one!" He said word by word in his heart, gritting his teeth.

The strength shown by Xue Gong is now at the realm of the Heavenly Saint, and his heyday was also at the realm of the Heavenly Saint, but the gap in strength is thousands and hundreds of times!

The blood ball trembled, and the red light soared into the sky, like clouds and fog.

Zhang Zhifeng did not move. He knew that he could not get rid of the blood reward. He lost a lot of life span and was an abnormal loss, which made his current physical condition very poor, and even his fingers were very difficult.

"Is this the feeling of aging?"

Zhang Zhifeng was silent. His snow-white length had been torn apart a lot and dissolved into the blood ball, even if his body was strengthened by the Hongmeng crystal wall of the heaven and earth, it was impossible for him to resist the destruction of the Tiansheng's strength without dodging.

"There's no choice, enter the storage space, this is your only hope."

The fingerling said loudly in Zhang Zhifeng's thoughts.

Zhang Zhifeng didn't say anything. The realm of the Heavenly Saint is indeed not something he can resist now, but Zhang Zhifeng couldn't do it if he wanted to throw his life and death into an uncertain storage space!

He is crazy, he can fight hard against powerful enemies, because in this way, everything is in his own hands, not to be handed over to the vague and misty fate.

Zhang Zhifeng doesn’t want to bet, he doesn’t want to bet, he wants to fight!

Suddenly, Zhang Zhifeng straightened his body with a crack, and his bones made a crisp sound. He clenched his fists and waved his arms and stirred them hard.

Zhang Zhifeng was slow to move. Every time he waved his arms, the power he spent was huge, just like he pulled the giant bow, his muscles swelled, and his strong heart pounded.

"ah!"

Zhang Zhifeng let out a dull roar, raised his arm to top, and pulled it down hard.

Wu!

With the terrifying force, the more stagnant the blood ball was torn apart, and the angrily yelled out of blood.

"court death!"

The blood ball was beating like a heart, and blood arrows condensed from the blood ball, shot out quickly and slammed hard across Zhang Zhifeng's body, piercing deeply into his muscles, tearing the broken fascia, and even breaking the indestructible bones!

The sea water around was trembling even more violently, with a thick cloud pressing in the sky, and the strange blue arc turned into a hideous dragon, connecting with a huge blood group.

The blood group is borrowing the power of heaven and earth!

Perhaps, this is a ability in the realm of the Heavenly Saint.

Zhang Zhifeng let out a painful groan, and the pain was like a torrent, suddenly rushing into his mind, and his soul was shocked, which made Zhang Zhifeng slightly awake.

Blood arrows are continuous, and each attack is far away from the holy realm. This is the attack of the Heavenly Saint.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Zhifeng was already full of holes, and his old and broken body vividly interpreted the word "just to go to bed".

In the sea, a white light appeared in the distance. Looking at this scene from afar, the phantom's eyes showed a bit of disappointment and despair.

"Resurrection!"

Suddenly, a clear voice spread through the thick blood mass, throughout the world. Inexplicably, the storm seemed to be strangely quiet for a moment.

A vast white light rose from Zhang Zhifeng's body. In a short moment, Zhang Zhifeng's injury completely recovered!

Even his withered body had a faint sense of vitality.

It's amazing. Recovering from serious injuries, the resurrection technique actually brought a little bit of life energy, that is, life span!

Magical holy medical skills!

Zhang Zhifeng was overjoyed. He understood what it means to produce life energy by resurrection techniques, which is a sign of the great success of resurrection techniques!

His master, Medical Saint, said that the resurrection technique after the great success is a magic technique that can truly revive the dead, and it will of course replenish the life energy of the rescued person.

Swish swish swish swish swish swish...

There was another dense blood arrow in the blood group, with sharp roots and even piercing through Zhang Zhifeng's body.

"Bone Surgery"

Recover! Zhang Zhifeng's body has an almost insignificant vitality.

What is hope? This trace of life energy is the hope that Zhang Zhifeng saw. He even calmed down to realize the resurrection technique and ignored Tiansheng's attack. This was undoubtedly a crazy move!

He was injured again and again, but not in full state, but he did not have the ability to kill Zhang Zhifeng with one blow. The terrifying holy medical technique made Zhang Zhifeng's recovery ability even faster than the attack of Xuefeng!

"Haha, let's waste! Master is here, this is my disciple. I really use the holy medical skills to fight with others..." Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but feel grateful to the master. This holy medical skills are so terrible!

The blood reward was extremely angry, and there was no insult to compare with this. He continued to strengthen his attacks, and even used some forbidden techniques at his current "weak" state. But no matter what, as soon as his attack disappeared, the opponent would recover, which was simply impossible to kill!

His body was damaged again and again, and although it recovered immediately, it still caused a great impact on Zhang Zhifeng. He kept coughing out a mouthful of blood. The huge impact caused his bones and meridians to gradually reach a critical point, as if they were about to explode on their own.

After all, the resurrection technique cannot fully recover, at least not now!

Every time he recovers, he will leave some vitality. Although it is not much, it will slowly regain some strength. Similarly, he will accumulate those obscure injuries that cannot be treated by resurrection techniques, and these injuries are all fatal!

"You can't sit still and wait for death, you must fight back!"

Zhang Zhifeng roared wildly, his arms swelled, his muscles were tangled, like pieces of steel wire that were stretched tightly. Suddenly, a pattern of a delicate pagoda flashed between his chest and abdomen. The gorgeous light could not be stopped by even the thick blood.

"Breaking the Sun Fist!"

The fist comes out like the wind, but when it is halfway through, it moves slowly and hard.

"bump!"

With a loud bang, Zhang Zhifeng's entire arm burst, and the shattered skin pierced through the thick blood mass like an arrow, shooting into the sea, and the muscles and fascia burst into pieces, smiling grimly, and the image was enough to scare people.

Zhang Zhifeng calmly released a holy medical technique into his arm, without stopping, and punched him again!

boom!"……

Zhang Zhifeng looked like a madman, untiring, not afraid of injuries, punched the surrounding blood balls one by one, and was also stabbed by countless blood-colored arrows.

Xue Chong and Zhang Zhifeng were in a strange battle stalemate.

This made the blood shocked and angry, and the distressed, but it made Zhang Zhifeng's blood boil!
Chapter completed!