Chapter 79 Crazy Blood

"Tear him, tear him, tear him..." For a moment, the bandits in Wuyun Mountain shouted and asked the bronze-headed Luo Hansheng to tear Yang Feng.

The copper-headed Luohan is also excited. If he can break Yang Feng, who makes the Pang family upside down, he will definitely have a bad reputation in Huangcheng. Moreover, this is still a favor for the Pang family. Thinking of this, he exerted his hands hard. He violently tore off Yang Feng's legs.

Two pounds of Yuanli grabbed Yang Feng's legs, making Yang Feng almost unable to move, and he was also stunned. This copper-headed arhat really had some real ability. If you want to break yourself, dream about it.

All his power rushed to his legs, and his legs seemed to be fixed. Xue Fengtian used all his strength to slowly separate them out little by little.

When Yang Feng saw it, his heart tightened again, gritted his teeth, and then his legs retracted a little.

Xue Fengtian was lucky again, and her legs were separated a little.

The two of you come and go, and compete with each other.

But Yang Feng is also very clear in his heart that he has not recovered his power at present and is by no means an opponent of Xue Fengtian. However, if he is loose, his power will really be torn by him.

The eyes of the thieves in Wuyun Mountain next to him also followed Yang Feng. Seeing that Xue Fengtian was almost able to break Yang Feng, he was both excited and excited. He said in his heart: It's not that you are arrogant, that you are arrogant, that you are not caught by our boss, and that you can't escape the end of life!

Just as everyone was in a hurry, Xue Fengtian was furious and had not yet cracked Yang Feng. He suddenly transported Yuanli to the 12th floor, and a huge momentum instantly covered the radius of dozens of feet.

"Ky, die!" The pounding Yuanli is like an iron flow separating Yang Feng's legs out little by little. No matter how hard he tried, his legs no longer listened to him.

Blood oozed out the corners of Yang Feng's mouth.

A sense of powerlessness comes from Yang Feng. Is it true that I was torn apart by this robber of Wuyun Mountain? Can't you really escape the bad luck of being killed? Does fate really treat itself like this? No, no, no! I can't help it!

His legs were opened by the bronze-headed Luo Hansheng. The latter suddenly had his hands similar to steel pliers and shouted, "Cleft it!" The turbulent Yuanli tore away from Yang Feng's body.

"Ah..." I couldn't tell whether it was Yang Feng's scream or the copper-headed Luohan's shout, and a blood arrow came out of Yang Feng's body.

"Ah, soon, that little one is going to be torn. Come on, look, that little one is going to be cracked!"

The skin between Yang Feng's legs was torn.

"Ah..." A fear like death swept through his heart, and a crazy cry from the depths of his heart made his blood boil.

Suddenly, he seemed to get some strange power and kicked his legs desperately.

The copper-headed Luohan was shocked and didn't hold Yang Feng's leg. He tried his best to grab it, but Yang Feng's legs were similar to crazy and kicked him on the head without hesitation. He was so scared that his hands loosened and his body retreated.

At this time, Yang Feng took the opportunity to stand up.

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous breath came out of Yang Feng. Yang Feng was like a blood-eating demon king. He suddenly raised his head. His eyes were full of blood, like two magic pupils, brutality, blood-eating, crazy, weird... All kinds of negative energies were shown in Yang Feng.

What's going on? Something is wrong! Copper-headed arhat is not a fool. There seems to be something wrong with Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's blood pupils swept him coldly, swept all the thieves in the dark cloud mountain, and a strange look appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Aren't you going to split me? Then come on, you can also taste it!" It was late. At that time, Yang Feng was like a flash of lightning and quickly rushed to Xue Fengtian.

Xue Fengtian just stretched out his hands to block it. Yang Feng's arms seemed to be similar to crazy. He swiped it fiercely and smashed it down on his body.

Dong Dong... With two loud noises, Xue Fengtian seemed to be a broken kite and was smashed upside down.

Yang Feng kept jumping up, stepped up, and trampled the copper-headed arhat under his feet.

"Aren't you going to break me? Come on! Aren't you going to crack? Come on! ..." He floated up with black hair and stamped at Xue Fengtian like a madman.

"Ah..." Xue Fengtian's eyes showed boundless fear and screamed. Dozens of ribs have been broken by Yang Feng for a long time.

"Save the boss!" I don't know who shouted, and a group of people who were not afraid of death rushed up. He rushed to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's bloody pupil swept away and turned around and killed the thieves who rushed up.

His pair of magic steel arms seemed to be two steel columns, madly hitting all the thieves' bodies, heads, faces, hands and legs...

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

The sound of screams resounded throughout the mountain forest. He completely ignored that he had been stabbed, cut off meat, and even saw bones. He just stretched out his hand to attack the enemy, smashed, cracked, and torn it raw. He even tore off the arms, legs and heads of countless thieves one by one, and the screams were smashed by him.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

In an instant, blood stained the mountains and forests.

"Ah, this boy is crazy, this boy is crazy, go, go quickly..." Later, Gu Hongming picked up the bronze-headed Luohan and left. Yang Feng grabbed one by one and killed the thieves in Wuyun Mountain one by one.

Now, the Wuyunshan thieves are really afraid, and a kind of frightening fear makes his legs fight. If they had a glimmer of hope just now, it is completely desperate.

Yang Feng is like a crazy demon, a blood-eating monster, an anti-sky thug, madly rushing to the enemy, chasing him, punching one by one, smashing the enemy's bones and bursting his brain.

The fragments piled up in an instant.

Yang Feng is still chasing wildly behind.

The thieves in Wuyun Mountain ran forward desperately, only hating their parents for having two fewer legs.

In a moment, more than 200 people became dead bodies. The remains of the body are all over the mountains.

Yang Feng is like an angry crazy lion, still chasing him. All the thieves in Wuyunshan, including the bronze-headed Arhat who fled in front of them, have a deep regret in their hearts. How can they provoke this madman? How can they provoke this madman? This is a real madman.

Yang Feng's body is also scarred, and his meat is turned out. Some white bones are exposed, but he seems to be nothing, as if the wound is not on him at all.

Yang Feng is completely crazy!

A strange scene on Wuyun Mountain, a bloody teenager was chasing nearly 1,000 thieves in Wuyun Mountain and fleeing for their lives. One chased thousands of people! If this spreads to Yanhuang City, I don't know how Pang Xiong feels! I don't know how Long Prajna feels!

Kill! Killing! Blood! Blood!

A desire for killing and blood made Yang Feng chase the enemy in front of him desperately. Every time the enemy's blood burst out, he had an inexplicable extreme excitement, which made him crazy again. The blood in his body seemed to be an inexhaustible source of energy, and the surging energy poured into him again and again. .

All the thieves in Wuyun Mountain fled into the cottage and closed the big dark iron gate. Suddenly, a strange force gushed out of Yang Feng's right arm, and the restless blood on his body finally gradually calmed down. Yang Feng walked slowly and lowered his head and fell down.

......

The sun shines dazzlingly into his eyes, and the wounds on his body are closing at an incredible speed.

"Ah, it's so bright!" Yang Feng slowly opened his eyes.

There is silence around, no sound, no bird calls, only some dry blood stains.

Where are you? Why don't you remember?

"Old demon, where am I?"

"You are at the other end of the dark cloud mountain."

"Ah, Wuyun Mountain?" He remembered that before he fell into a coma, he was almost torn by a copper-headed arhat. What's going on? Are you all right?

In a coma, he seemed to see another himself tearing up the thieves in Wuyun Mountain, but that should be a dream, right?

"That's not a dream. You should have killed almost 400 people in Wuyun Mountain."

"What, what did you say? How is that possible?" Yang Feng stood up and felt sore all over his body.

"It's crazy blood. The bald man wants to tear you up, causing the counterattack of crazy blood. He makes you crazy."

His power comes from the blood in his body: crazy blood? Crazy magic blood? Is the dream real? I really became a murderer!

"How about it, boy? Is it good to kill people like this?" The old demon licked his mouth.

Yang Feng's face turned black. He killed people to survive. But you must not become a crazy demon who only knows how to kill. This crazy blood will make people lose their nature. He doesn't want to be the slave of this crazy blood.

"I want to dominate the crazy blood and can't be controlled by it."

"What's wrong with this? It's crazy when killing. It doesn't matter how much you kill. How happy it is! Look at the bloody road you have killed all the way, how spectacular it is!"

Yang Feng looked behind him. Sure enough, a long bloody road was no more than a few miles behind him, and he couldn't see his head. Did he actually kill the Wuyun Mountains by a bloody road?