Chapter 1828: How do you want to die

The poison in the left arm spread rapidly, the whole left arm has lost consciousness, and the shoulders have slowly lost consciousness.

Sen Leng stared at Futian, and Feng Wuchen said: "Is the name of the first genius in the Star Soul Realm obtained by the following three abuses?"

Futian sneered slightly: "I only look at the results, not the process. No matter how gorgeous the process is, what's the use if it's dead?"

Futian stretched out his hands and sneered: "Little dust, now the result is obvious. Has your left hand lost consciousness?"

Feng Wuchen's face sank, extremely ugly.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's gloomy expression, Futian sneered: "There is little dust, the deadly needle is poisonous enough to kill the **** emperor, you can't resist a **** emperor."

"Lost consciousness?" The faces of the people in the Wushuang Temple changed drastically at the same time.

"Wuhen, do you know what the poison is?" Xu Feng asked quickly.

Liu Wuhen shook his head anxiously and said, "I don't know, but if Chen Shao's arm loses consciousness, it means that Chen Shao's left hand meridian has been invaded by poison."

"What?" As soon as Liu Wuhen said this, everyone's expressions changed again.

Gao Moyang asked in a panic, "Is there a way to get rid of the poison? Or suppress it?"

"I don't know." Liu Wuhen shook his head, but then he thought of something, and said quickly: "By the way, there is little dust and fire, and the green scale snake venom can be swallowed. The silver needle is not as powerful as the green scale snake venom. Little Dust should be fine, so don't worry."

"Shenhuo?" Ye Ming, Situ Hao and the others changed their old faces, bewildered on the spot.

"Yes, that's right, there are few magical fires in dust!" Xu Feng was overjoyed immediately.

Yang Meier frowned slightly and said, "The black flame of Shao Chen?"

"That's right! That's the third-ranked Wuhuo on the Shenhuo List!" Xu Feng said excitedly.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"There is little dust, the poison of the silver needle is very powerful, quickly urge the divine fire to swallow it!"

Tiansha's panicked voice came.

Feng Wuchen still stared at Futian coldly, a terrifying murderous aura filled out, Feng Wuchen coldly asked, "You want to kill me?"

Futian shrugged and said with a sneer: "The expert makes a move, and casualties are inevitable. Besides, Shao Chen always retains his strength and despise my existence. There is no way I can do it. Otherwise, how can I force Chen Shao to do his best?"

"Aren't you afraid that I would kill you?" Feng Wuchensen asked coldly.

"Shao Chen loses consciousness in his left arm. If I can suppress it, he can still hold on for half an hour. The injury is heavier than me, and he loses his left arm. How can Shao Chen kill me?" Futian asked with a sneer, completely not afraid of the threat of wind and dust. .

"I want to kill you but it's easy." Feng Wuchensen said coldly.

Hearing this, Futian frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but see Feng Wuchen appearing strangely next to him twice in his mind, but he didn't notice it.

If Feng Wuchen wanted to kill him at that moment, Futian would have died long ago.

"Peng!"

With a movement of his mind, the black fire urged it out, and a black flame ignited on Feng Wuchen's left arm, and a cold and domineering breath rolled away wildly.

"Black flame? How can the flame have an icy atmosphere? What is this?" Futian was astonished as he had never seen it.

"Shen Huo!" Ye Ming, Situ Hao and others exclaimed.

"It's actually a black flame! Is that the black fire that Master Xu Feng said? It's so cold." The Wushuang Temple disciple was shocked.

When the black fire came out, the poison in Feng Wuchen's left arm disappeared instantly.

The green scale snake venom can't help but black fire, not to mention the highly poisonous garbage than the green scale snake venom, it is not the slightest threat to the wind and dust.

The poison disappeared, and the left arm that lost consciousness recovered as before.

"This... how is this possible..." Seeing Feng Wuchen's left arm clenching his fist, Futian was shocked, his pupils shrank suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

The violent poison that the emperor can kill by the strong, has no effect on Feng Wuchen.

"Yan Sheng Jue!" Feng Wuchen yelled coldly in his heart, and Yan Sheng Jue displayed it, and the injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The injury...recovered and healed...this...what's going on? Did he take the pill? Impossible, it is impossible for the pill to have such a terrible effect. "Futian's face changed greatly again, looking at the monster like Feng Wuchen.

"hiss......"

The disciples of the Wushuang Temple were all panicked, and couldn't help but gasp.

Although Feng Wuchen's injury is not serious, he can recover instantly. Such a miraculous thing is simply unheard of.

In addition, Feng Wuchen's breath showed no signs of weakening, as if the fierce battle just now did not consume power at all.

"Let's talk, how do you want to die?" Feng Wuchensen asked coldly, and the terrifying murderous aura surged out, as if it were real, suffocating.

At the moment when Feng Wuchen's words fell, people had appeared strangely behind Futian, with their backs facing Futian, with a fierce momentum that was breathtaking.

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura of Feng Wuchen, Futian was shocked.

Futian didn't notice when Feng Wuchen appeared.

In other words, if Feng Wuchen killed him in that instant, Futian didn't even know what was going on.

"What a terrible look, what a terrible murderous look." Futian swallowed in horror, and his heart surged with strong fear.

At this moment, Futian was stunned by Feng Wuchen, feeling his body unable to move, as if he had encountered a top powerhouse.

That hellish feeling is the first time that Futian has lived in decades.

"Damn! How can I feel scared? This is impossible! He is just a three-star god, how can I feel scared?" Futian said in horror, cold sweat from behind.

At this moment, Futian already regretted coming to the Wushuang Temple to pretend to be forced.

"Whatever fears, disappear for me!" Futian roared in anger, and terrifying power burst out frantically.

His eyes were bloodshot and extremely ferocious, and Futian was like a wild beast at this moment.

"laugh!"

However, just as Futian was furious, a burst of blood spurted out as a sword light flickered.

Futian's expression suddenly shook, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body.

"Ah! My hand!" Futian screamed in horror.

An arm had already flown out of Futian, and that sword light was cut off by the fairy sword in Feng Wuchen's hand, so fast that Futian didn't notice it.

The sudden scene made everyone in Wushuang Temple unexpected, and everyone was shocked at the moment.

In the end, Feng Wuchen cut off Futian's hand.

"Feng Wuchen! The outcome is not divided, how dare you cut my hand!" Enduring the severe pain and panic, Futian roared frantically.

"When you slapped me, the bet no longer existed. If I didn't get rid of the poison, my left hand would have been destroyed by you, wouldn't it?" Feng Wuchen said sharply, his cold voice, without any human The emotions are as cold as falling into an ice cellar.