Chapter 1182: Tragic Watching【Part 2】

Mu Yan pressed his palm downwards, and there was another bang. The storms became more violent, and Wang Feng's body trembled wildly.

In the storm, Wang Feng was about to fall. The power of the attack was too strong, like the end of the world. The power of the storm seemed to penetrate into his soul and cut into his soul. He was like a small boat, drifting in the terrible storm.

"I will let you, lose!" Mu Yan shouted again, and the scenery became more dazzling, like the sun, moon, stars, and mountains and rivers, falling down madly.

"Boom!" Trapped in it, Wang Feng's whole body was extremely heavy, as if he was filled with lead. Those storms directly affected his will, making his mind a little shaky, and the picture in front of him kept shaking.

But the next moment, he clenched his fists fiercely, and the magic armor burst. The intense pain made his eyes more sharp. He stood firmly in the air. He did not fall down, raised his head, and looked at Mu Yan resolutely.

"Still insisting? Humph, I'll give you a quick death. If you are shameless, then don't blame me. The disaster of the eye of heaven!" Mu Yan sneered, his eyes flashing with brilliance. Suddenly, there was a faint flash of thunder, which turned into lightning and tore through the space, piercing towards Wang Feng.

"Boom!" Under that power, Wang Feng's body trembled again, and was hit by lightning. His magic armor cracked and completely shattered. One of the magic wings behind him was broken, and half of his body was completely destroyed. At first glance, it was very desolate.

"Wang Feng!" Chu Yan's eyes turned red. That was his junior brother. No matter when, he was always full of sunshine and smiled cleanly, but at this moment, he was so miserable. The broken magic wing was hanging down, and blood was flowing, which was shocking.

He clenched his fists, and his heart seemed to be bleeding. Although he promised Wang Feng to let him go in this battle, he was now so terribly destroyed, his body was broken, and bleeding. How could he agree?

"Wangfeng, even if you will blame me, this battle is over." Chu Yan sighed, a force burning from his body, and he took a step forward.

"Boom!" Then the next moment, another supreme force pressed down, and Ye Kuangling took a step from the other side, and the phantoms of monsters floated in the air, blocking Chu Yan's way.

"You want to stop me?"

"That's their battle, you'd better not interfere, otherwise, the battle between us may have to be advanced." Ye Kuangling smiled calmly.

Chu Yan looked at Ye Kuangling, his eyes slightly condensed. Wangfeng wanted to fight this battle by himself, and he didn't want to disturb him, but he had practiced for a lifetime, how could he watch his junior brother being abused like this, so he decided not to wait, even if Wangfeng would blame him, he would stop it.

"Then let's fight!" Chu Yan sighed. In Wushuang Mansion, a gust of wind rolled up. Around him, various color fields bloomed, including the five elements, the sun and the moon, light and darkness, swords, demons, monsters, and too many. Those consciousnesses expanded infinitely and continued to swallow and spit out between heaven and earth.

Seeing Chu Yan's more than ten kinds of color consciousness, Ye Kuanghuan was also moved. Even he had to admit that Chu Yan was powerful, but after a moment, he sighed: "It's a pity that you will never be useful to me."

"Brother!" But at this moment, a low shout suddenly came from the storm. Chu Yan looked up and saw Wang Feng standing there. The broken demon wings made him look extremely miserable. He lowered his head and shook his head at Chu Yan.

"Trust me!" Wang Feng said again. Chu Yan was extremely painful in his heart, but he still stopped, but the field did not dissipate, and he was ready to take action at any time.

"That's right. The battle between you and me should be left to the end." Ye Kuanghuan smiled calmly, and the phantoms of the monsters retreated and guarded behind him.

Above the storm, Mu Yan sneered; "You are really brave. You still refuse to give up at this time. In this case, I will let you bear some more."

"Buzz!" In an instant, Mu Yan's eyes became more weird. In them, a world was reflected, which was like the center of a storm. His eyes were extremely terrifying and directly attacked the soul. Without the protection of the magic armor, Wang Feng's body kept shaking.

Another glance, those storms suddenly burned up and kept burning. With a bang, Wang Feng's other magic wing was also broken. Wang Feng spurted blood and flew backwards far away, but then he stabbed the magic spear in his hand hard downwards, and suddenly, he stood up again and didn't let himself fall.

"Brother, he came here because of me. He could have lived, but he didn't. Everything he did was for me. How can I lose? I can't lose!" Wang Feng's body was shaky, and he only relied on a belief to support his broken body.

"Come on!" He raised his head, his broken body and the demon eyes like the stars in the night sky gave people a sense of horror, he grinned, all blood.

"Asshole, why aren't you dead yet!" Mu Yan's face changed, just now, every blow of his was a killing move, Wang Feng was miserable enough, his body was broken, his wings were broken, but he was still standing there, which made him angry.

"Bang!" Another blow, Wang Feng was slammed to the ground, and I don't know how many bones were broken, but he scratched his fingers and climbed up again.

"Don't stand up again! Ah!!!" Mu Yan roared madly, and above the sky, there were thousands of thunders, madly smashing towards Wang Feng.

"Buzz!" At this time, the blood in Wang Feng's body also burned, turning into a series of terrible light circles, and above him, it seemed that a huge demon king appeared.

"He's burning his blood?" Ye Huanhui also frowned, revealing a hint of interest. When reaching the realm of Immortal Venerable, blood is life. At this moment, Wangfeng can be said to have been defeated. The reason why he can still persist is that he is overdrawing his vitality. But if he does this, what will happen even if he wins? If he wins, his soul and body functions will be severely damaged, and he will become a dying man.

"Wangfeng, stop!" Chu Yan also saw this, and his eyes became sharp.

"Swoosh!" Then, Chu Yan took advantage of Ye Huanhui's unpreparedness and jumped into the air, trying to rush to the sky to stop Wangfeng.

However, just as he was about to approach Wangfeng, the terrifying shadow of the demon king suddenly moved, turning into a ruthless and terrifying dark light, covering the world. That light was too terrible. It was obviously a black light, but it was extremely dazzling. As soon as Chu Yan stepped forward, his face turned pale, and he was actually repelled by the black light. He spit out blood and flew hundreds of meters away.

At this moment, Wang Feng's whole body was radiant, and his originally broken body suddenly began to repair itself bit by bit. His eyes were like the eyes of a demon king, giving people an extremely terrifying feeling.

"This is..." Standing below, Ye Huanhui's eyes also shrank in vain.