Chapter 2446: Flattering Face

However, that White Lotus Sect fellow waved his hand at Wu Feng's side, and then with a flash, he disappeared into the dark and heavy burial ship, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone, and it was not known if he had drilled into that burial ship or not.

What puzzled Wu Feng and let him wonder was, how in the world should this huge burial ship go in?

Just at this moment, this is not a problem that Wu Feng is considering, because there is already hair around his back, will be his legs to wrap up, has been unable to swim forward, would like to swing the sword to cut off the black hair wrapped around the legs, I do not know from what direction floated out a black hair, and will be holding his own seven star dragon abyss sword hand to wrap up, and is more and more tightly wrapped up, Wu Feng now is to care in front of the back, really is the left and right dilemma, is the right and left dilemma, is the left and right dilemma. At this moment, Wu Feng couldn't take care of the front and the back, it was really a dilemma, so he could only shake the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword for a few times, and cut off the black hair that bound his hand, in this way, his legs were completely entangled by thick black hair, and the lower half of his body directly couldn't even move.

If this is in the land encounter this situation, Wu Feng is not anxious out of a brain sweat can not be, this is the first time to encounter such a difficult monster, but also do not know what this is in the end, even its original face have not seen, is it so dead here?

I thought that when I was facing the Thousand Year Blood Demon, I didn't feel this helpless.

However, when Wu Feng's eyes fell on Zhou Ming's body, his heart was half cold again, he was no better than himself, he was entangled in his legs by those black hairs, while Zhou Ming's hands holding the sword were entangled by the black hairs, his expression was very painful, and his face showed a look of despair at the same time.

What can be done about this?

Wu Feng was very anxious, but he still forced himself to calm down, he had survived all the storms and waves, he would definitely not die here, even Elder Xuanwu had died in his own hands, so how could he die in the hands of a nobody from the White Lotus Sect.

Wu Feng kept talking to himself and let himself strengthen his desire to survive.

But the reality is always cruel, not necessarily mentally strong, can survive, the black hair continues to follow the legs of Wu Feng upward winding, only a moment of effort to the waist of Wu Feng, there are strands of black hair spread up, entangled in the hands of Wu Feng, Wu Feng every swing of the sword is that kind of effort.

Finally, Wu Feng was also tied into a big dumpling, the whole body is covered with sticky you emit a fishy smell of black hair, this feeling is too horrible, Wu Feng never thought, he will be this kind of death, and was shocked and panicked, coupled with the sinking into the bottom of the lake has been a long period of time, the chest is suffocating difficult to be, the dantian in the pressure of the breath, there are some can't help it, there are already tiny bubbles along the gap of the mouth Wu Feng! There were already tiny bubbles floating upwards along the cracks of Wu Feng's mouth.

The black hair continued to wrap around, as if it would continue to wrap around forever, with no end in sight.

Just when Wu Feng was entangled with only his face left, that black hair suddenly stopped growing, Wu Feng was in a panic, not knowing what would happen next.

The bottom of the lake was dark and heavy, Wu Feng was spurned by those black hairs, about a foot or less away from the bottom of the lake, all he could see was the black hairs constantly dancing at the bottom of the lake, suddenly, those black hairs slowly dispersed towards the two sides, revealing a fair and feminine face, that face was even paler than the whitened face of those lake ghosts that had been blistering in the lake when they were dying.