Chapter 1642: Behemoth

The moment Wu Feng collapsed to the ground, not only was Old Liu Tou dumbfounded, the two masters, Huicong and Huikong, were also surprised, and both of them stared at each other with wide-eyed expressions of disbelief.

Such a heavenly genius had collapsed just like this? In this time of such youthfulness.

At this moment, the entire world stood still, and the hearts of the two great monks, Huicong and Huikong, seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, sinking all the way down, down ……

Wu Feng was the hope of all the people here, and when the hope was then dashed, the inner world of all the people collapsed completely.

In an instant, Hui Kong monk first turned back, he picked up the Zen staff on the ground and chased towards old Liu head, because he saw that those ferocious souls even rolled over and stood up again, gathering towards the direction where Wu Feng fell, as far as the old Liu head was like this lost in spirit, there was no difference between going over and sending him to his death.

"Wu Feng …… Wu Feng …… you can't die ah, your master and big brother are waiting for you to go back in Kaihua City, if you die, how can I have the face to see them … …Brat …… you can never hold on …… can not die ah ……"

Old Liu Tou took three shaky steps, his whole body was shaking, trembling and running towards Wu Feng's direction, tears couldn't be contained and rolled down on his wrinkled face, he kept murmuring, as if by saying so, Wu Feng wouldn't die.

"Old master, you can't go ah, quickly go back with poor monk, it's too dangerous there!"

A hand suddenly grabbed Old Liu Tou's hand that was holding the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword tightly, pulling Old Liu Tou to a stumble, when he looked back, it was that Master Hui Kong.

"Master Huikong, let go of old me, can't you see that Wu Feng has already fallen? He is dead, can't allow these ferocious souls to trample on his corpse, old me must snatch him back ……," said old Liu Tou with a mournful voice.

Huikong master looked up towards those fierce souls, only to see those fierce souls are towards the direction of Wu Feng fell, and that masked old Taoist already holding a duster rushed towards their side, at that moment not by the old Liu head points, Huikong master a hand will be the old Liu head against the shoulder, and stride back to the run, which also cares about the old Liu head in their shoulders struggling endlessly.

"Hey …… want to run? Which is so easy, first eat poor road a sword charm say!" Masked old road in the voice, has once again pinched out a sword talisman, look at the Huikong monk and the old Liu head threw over at once, Huikong monk is also prepared for it, in the masked old road threw out the sword talisman at the same time, Huikong monk directly in the hands of the zen staff toward the sword talisman thrown over, and a loud bang, Huikong monk's steel zen staff was blown away out of the sky, enough to collapse seven or eight zhang high, only to be heavily smashed on the ground.

Seeing, Hui Kong monk back old Liu head to rush into the Zen heart little monk to add the thought barrier, at this time, in mid-air suddenly came a "squeak" scream, followed by a burst of wind gusts, blowing people can not stand on their feet, Hui Kong monk ate a shock, hastily looked up, could not help but scared out of a cold sweat, but see! Above his own head, is now hovering a huge thing, a large black, will be the top of the sky blocked tightly, the head of this huge thing has a pair of red eyes as big as the mouth of a bowl, flickering especially scary.