Chapter 12: Life is in danger

Floating black gas faces the upper giant leaf with its vulnerable body.

It's just that the spirit on the leaves can shake the mountain, and no matter how many ghosts rushing, they can't stop the momentum.

The black sea of rain has done its best to support Chen Rufeng with this heavy blow.

Chen Rufeng's eyes were full of confusion, and his limbs were gradually numb. After the two layers of the power of soft water and the essence of power were broken, the ghost's true spirit hidden in the deepest part gushed out in time, which slightly slowed down the impact of Ye Zhihang's true spirit.

He didn't expect that the true spirit of the ghost family would appear in this way to protect each other, just as Song Zhuoyuan blocked the fatal blow of Ruiyun for him.

Now he can only eagerly watch the fate that belongs to the ghost family surge up and make a weak counterattack. He has nothing to do to reverse all this.

The leaves gradually suppressed the true spirit of the ghost, and the pressure on Chen Rufeng increased again.

His shoulders are under pressure, and his ears, mouth and nose are about to bleed.

"Ah!" Chen Rufeng raised his head, the giant leaves were empty, and the black leaf shadow swallowed everything into the darkness like a big mouth.

The true spirit of the ghost in Chen Rufeng's body is also making his last efforts and stirring it up like crazy. This scene seems that countless black arrows are overwhelmed by a collapsed wall.

A feeling of being submerged by the sea, and the feeling of suffocation fills the whole body.

Then, a warm current flows slowly in the meridians, and all the pressure is removed under the action of this warm current, as if the hand has just been pinched, and now the hand has been released, as if it has been reborn.

There was a dark light in front of him, and Chen Rufeng saw that there were two black shadow wings on top of him, like two hands holding some precious objects.

Two dark shadows, so familiar.

"Ghost wings...guard..." Chen Rufeng muttered, with the light of memories flashing in his eyes.

In a trance, he returned to the hidden bamboo forest, with a wide-back figure in front of him, with a pair of huge wings closed to protect himself, but the front of the man was bloodless.

"Ghost King..."

Chen Rufeng stood in the protection of the ghost wings again. The giant leaf was restlessly trying to break through the dark shadow wings, but the greater the force it exerted, the tighter the ghost wings became and more unacceptable it.

The wings have the tendency to fall down. Chen Rufeng stayed there. How could he know that when the true qi of his life was all broken, the true qi of the ghost family spontaneously used the ghost wings to guard Chen Rufeng's last trace of true qi.

There was a ghost roar in the ghost wings, as if the force had been injected in an instant. The wings suddenly went out, and the giant leaves were brushed away by the wings and bounced up.

The surroundings suddenly became bright. Chen Rufeng saw Ye Zhihang's tense face. His palms were shaken by force, his body retreated, and his feet dragged straight back. A mouthful of blood spit on the ground, splashing the soil red.

Jiang Shengtian, who was watching, was stunned when he saw it. He was about to come forward to help him up, but his feet showed hesitation. He looked at Ye Zhihang. Ye Zhihang's face was slightly pale, but he could still stand still and slowly withdraw his palms.

He just saw from the surface that the two had been closing their eyes and palms, thinking that they were competing internally. Unexpectedly, for a moment when they were facing each other, they had fought desperately in their bodies. The two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds. If it hadn't been for the sudden attack of the ghost's true spirit hidden in the deepest place, Chen Rufeng would have died on the spot, which can be said to be extremely dangerous.

Jiang Shengtian looked at Chen Rufeng standing against the tree with a sad face. He covered his chest and his lips were shocked by blood.

"Is he all right?" Jiang Shengtian came to Ye Zhihang and looked at Chen Rufeng. Looking at him, his eyes were full of pain and unspeakable. There was a faint worry, but he had to deliberately cover it up.

Ye Zhihang gasped a few times. He was much better than Chen Rufeng's dying condition. Except for his pale face, there was nothing else.

"It's okay. It's just that the real qi is overconsumption and needs a little time to recover." Ye Zhihang glanced at Chen Rufeng and slowly approached him. Chen Rufeng was even powerless to speak, so he had to stare at him and felt that the meridians in his body seemed to have been hollowed out.

Ye Zhihang stared at him, and Chen Rufeng felt that his eyes were burning and reluctantly turned his head elsewhere. The pain after the fight tortured every part of his body and made him miserable. Even if he was stubborn, his forehead was full of cold sweat and his chest was undulating.

"This game should be counted as my victory." Ye Zhihang said lightly.

Jiang Shengtian was confused in the clouds. He didn't know where the "win" in Ye Zhihang's mouth meant to win, but when he saw that Ye Zhihang was almost unharmed for a moment, while Chen Rufeng suffered a serious internal injury, so he guessed that the two used an unknown mysterious method to compete, and Ye Zhihang was in a high position. Chen Rufeng suffered a loss.

Chen Rufeng raised his head, bit his teeth, and squeezed out his strength to speak for a long time: "I'm willing to bet and lose. I lost this 'fight for life'."

"Good! Sure enough, he is a frank person with a distant demeanor!" Ye Zhihang praised, thought for a moment and said, "If Song Zhuoyuan hadn't taught you the inner skills of the ghost family, I'm afraid you would have died on the spot."

"I have never used ghost martial arts before. Today, I happened to be forced out by accident and saved my life. I think this is the ghost king who has a spirit in heaven and conveys his will to me. He will never be defeated by you so easily. Although Chen Rufeng was exhausted, his tone was still calm.

"Then let's take a long look and see who will die in the next intelligent competition. I hope you don't live up to Song Zhuoyuan's heart." Ye Zhihang smiled faintly.

"How do you want to fight against wisdom?" Chen Rufeng had to figure out his intention first, and then suddenly pulled him into the fight. There was even no interval between reactions. Although the loser should not make excuses, he was indeed unprepared. He doesn't want to lose more in the second battle of wisdom. If he loses this game, he doesn't even have to fight in the third game.

Ye Zhihang smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry, you will know soon. I can only say that if you lose in this conspiracy, you will pay a heavy price. Although it's not enough to kill you, it can ruin your life's achievements.

After saying this, Ye Zhihang stopped talking to him and was about to leave with Jiang Shengtian's shoulder in one hand. Jiang Shengtian looked back at Chen Rufeng, as if he was full of words, and finally had to sigh in his heart.

His feet were off the ground, and the cool wind hit his face. The trees in Jiang Shengtian's eyes began to sweep under his feet, and soon fell into a whirlwind. He closed his eyes for a moment, and the wind roared all over his body until his feet stood, and the surroundings became light clouds and light, except for a little dizziness.

Open his eyes and return to a roof in the prime minister's mansion. Ye Zhihang loosened his shoulders and frowned.

What just happened was like a dream. Even Jiang Shengtian began to doubt whether it was true or false. Whether what he saw was a dream or true.

Until Ye Zhihang opened his mouth, Jiang Shengtian was sure that it was his real experience.

"I said that to fight with Chen Rufeng, I must cooperate with you."

"What?" Jiang Shengtian was stunned.

"If you help the Prime Minister calculate the Tianfeng Gang, I will help you. If it is finally done, I will win the battle of wisdom. Ye Zhihang explained.

Jiang Shengtian was shocked. No wonder he just said that once Chen Rufeng was defeated, it would destroy his life's achievements. This battle of wisdom is to put the Tianfeng Gang on the table as a bargaining chip.

Looking at Jiang Shengtian's worried appearance, Ye Zhihang patted him on the shoulder as if comforting his descendants. "This battle for the Tianfeng Gang seems to be a battlefield between you and him, but in fact it is also a battlefield for me to compete with him. From now on, everything will be arranged by me, and you will be responsible for it.

Jiang Shengtian stood still. Ye Zhihang laughed and said in his ear, "You can rest assured that with your cooperation with me, this game will definitely defeat Chen Rufeng."

If you win Chen Rufeng, will you be able to feel at ease?

Becoming the enemy of the past, Jiang Shengtian felt sad and found that he had left a lot of things along the way. Tianfeng Gang, and the brothers who have suffered from life and death.

But in order to marry Li Yinru and pursue the happiness he longed for, he had to do so.

How many people are at their own in the world?

Chen Rufeng rested on the tree for half a day, and his qi and blood barely ran smoothly, so he had the strength to walk step by step, just staggering like an elderly man.

After a few steps, he collapsed on the ground, not with weak feet, but with sadness in his heart.

In the fight with Ye Zhihang, the true spirit of the ghost family suddenly emerged, saving him at a critical moment, which made him recall again the scene when the ghost king Song Zhuoyuan blocked the shadow of Ruiyun Zhenren for him.

"No one can hear it now. You can call me Master."

"Master..."

Unconsciously, the swallowed tears oozed down from the corners of his eyes, and only Song Zhuoyuan's back and the huge protective ghost wings, as well as his slightly sideways smile, were imprinted in his mind.

Chen Rufeng's heart was full of guilt. Originally, Song Zhuoyuan didn't need to block this blow for him at all. It was him who died.

Looking up at the sky, tears slipped down the corners of his eyes. If it hadn't been for the remoteness of people here, it would have been rare for him to cry loudly here to vent his sorrow and guilt for Song Zhuoyuan.

Even taking a breath is full of sadness.

The fallen leaves are flying, like spectators watching Chen Rufeng.

The tears suddenly stopped, and Chen Rufeng wiped away the water from his face, cleared the tears, and replaced it with the iron-hard face.

He took a deep breath and went to his grief. He still had to compete with Ye Zhihang for Song Zhuoyuan.

The first battle has been defeated, and the second game can no longer be defeated.

He cheered up and was ready to meet the challenge. Chen Rufeng stepped forward and walked back to the Tianfeng Gang.

On the forest road, the sunlight falls directly through the trees and shines on the ground, like golden pillars inserted into the soil.

Chen Rufeng walked all the way, but he heard the sound of leaves behind him. As soon as he stopped, the strange sound stopped again.

subconsciously stretched out his hand to the angry sword to beware of accidents.

The sound of cracking came and grabbed his back. Although he was against his back, Chen Rufeng could still clearly feel that the strong and sharp murderous intention was about to run through his back of his head.