Chapter 1841: Weirdness

Just when Wu Feng's aura was fully opened, and the Yin Yang Eight Harmonies Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra had just been completed, that Vajra Dharma Phase rushed right in front of Wu Feng, and swung his fist, and smashed towards Wu Feng's brain, and just when that casserole-sized fist was about to smash on Wu Feng's brain, Wu Feng's circumference suddenly held up a layer of intangible barrier, and that Vajra Dharma Phase's fist couldn't fall down about a foot away from Wu Feng's brain.

At this moment, Wu Feng's glared up his eyes, his eyes were filled with burning anger, that angry expression was even more hideous than that Vajra Dharma Phase, at the next moment, Wu Feng suddenly stretched out his hands, there was a layer of green light on those hands as well, and there was a green aura flowing in the vagueness of the hands, and it was these hands that Wu Feng used to grab that Vajra Dharma Phase's shoulders, and this time, the feeling was like a solid substance, and it felt like an indescribable sensation, as if he was This time, the sensation was like substance, an indescribable feeling, as if he was holding a pool of water, with the current continuously impacting his palm.

When Wu Feng's hands gripped the Vajra Dharma Phase's shoulders, that Vajra Dharma Phase's face could no longer be grim, but revealed an expression of extreme pain, it opened its mouth wide and struggled, but no matter what, it could not free itself from Wu Feng's iron pincer-like hands.

However, Wu Feng's feeling at this moment was a bit of floating, feeling a trace of cool and comfortable breath through his palms traveling in the eight veins of the Qi tendons, and finally converging in the Dantian, that kind of feeling of fulfillment let Wu Feng a bit of exuberance, and the feeling of weakness that he had just played that many void incantations in a row no longer existed.

Then look at that vajra phantom, trembling more and more, the image is getting weaker and weaker, as if all the strength has been taken away by Wu Feng, there is a sign of dissipation.

Vajra phantom so, that fat monk Hui Neng is even more painful, he was on the sidelines to watch the battle, when that vajra phantom was Wu Feng held the shoulders, but it seems to have a pair of cold as iron clamps like hands also held their shoulders, and then, it is all of their own true qi quickly outward flow, such as the flood gates opened, how can not be affected.

The fat monk's face green, the body also trembled more than together, all the fat meat non-stop shaking, chest and abdomen within a burst of children rolling, feel a group of breath in the body of the back and forth, finally, the fat monk felt a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood on the spray out, that blood sprayed out and fell to the ground, then dried up, turned into a piece of blood mist, once again towards the gathering of Wu Feng in the past.

More unbelievable things happened again, in Wu Feng around all the things are followed by shaking up, the ground on the small stones are floating in mid-air, issued a "bang" sound, turned into powder, the big tree next to him at once a burst of children shaking violently, the leaves from green to yellow, quickly withered down, ground The grass on the ground withered at a speed discernible to the naked eye.

This flood of horrible breath is still spreading outward, spreading in all directions, at this time, those old Taoist realized that this thing is weird, have screamed and panicked backward, there is an old Taoist did not retreat in time, instantly wrapped up in this horrible breath, he would like to run, but can not take a step leg up, the muscles of the face as if the hurricane blew over the same, appeared in a deep pit, and then skin Rapidly dried up, this situation is really too horrible, that old Taoist just in the blink of an eye, as if all of a sudden aged a dozen years, eyebrows and beard are white.