The whirlwind around Chu He's body is not only to cover up his appearance, but also a powerful layer of protection. Feng Shicheng couldn't break this layer of protection formed by the whirlwind. Feng Shicheng failed in one blow, and his eyes showed surprise. "The whirlwind around this cultivator's body is so powerful that it can smash my dead arm so easily. It seems that it will take a lot of effort to kill him!" The broken arm behind Feng Shicheng recovered again. Next, he launched a fierce attack on Chu He. Chu He stood motionless, allowing Feng Shicheng to attack. Feng Shicheng's corpse arm continued to shatter, and then recovered. No matter how he attacked, he couldn't cause any damage to Chu He. Chu He looked at Feng Shicheng with cold eyes~ Now that he allows the other party to attack, he is observing the other party's secret that the body will recover.
Chu He was convinced that the other party was not immortal, but a body recovered by some kind of ability. As long as the reason for the recovery of the opponent's body can be found, killing the opponent is only a matter of thought. After a long time. Chu He's gaze changed. The recovery speed of the dead arm behind Feng Shicheng has slowed down a lot, and Chu He discovered the abnormality. When the broken arm of Feng Shicheng's back was reassembled and recovered, there was a substance like a red crystal in these pieces of meat. This piece of material is very small, even smaller than a grain of rice. But when the opponent's corpse arm recovers, the tiny red crystal-like substance will emit light, followed by the fragments of the corpse arm being pulled and reassembled. Chu He didn't know if the red crystal-like substance was the reason for the opponent's body to reorganize and recover, but now that he found the clue, Chu He naturally wanted to confirm it. When several corpse arms on Feng Shicheng's back broke again, Chu He's thought moved, and a whirlwind around his body turned into a wind blade and flew out, hitting the red substance directly. The wind blade directly crushed the red substance. Feng Shicheng let out a painful wail, and his body fell to the ground, showing signs of collapse. "Dage, save me!" "This bastard smashed one of my corpse crystals!" Feng Shicheng wailed. Feng Shijun's face changed when he heard this. He was just about to rescue Chu He when a storm formed around Chu He's body out of thin air. "Feng Lan!" Chu He snorted. Feng Shicheng's body was swallowed by the storm. In this storm, his body was like a solitary boat in the sea, swaying unsteadily, and his body was torn apart by the storm. In this storm, Chu He's perception was raised to the extreme.
Chu He closed his eyes, and in his perception, there were six tiny substances like red crystals in Feng Shicheng's shattered body. However, these six tiny particles were instantly shattered in the storm. [Kill the evil cultivators in the Mortal Realm, devour Yin Qi, the number of upgraded cells +10000] 【Kill a Mortal Transformation Realm Corpse Sewer, and get 100,000 upgraded cells. Currently, a Mortal Transformation Realm corpse stitcher has been killed】 When the reminder sounded in Chu He's ear, a smile appeared on the corner of Chu He's mouth. "So this is the shortcoming of the corpse stitcher?" "As long as these tiny substances in their bodies are crushed, they will lose the ability to reorganize their bodies!" Chu He thought to himself. With a thought in Chu He's mind, the storm dissipated. Feng Shicheng has disappeared. Seeing that Feng Shicheng was not there, Feng Shijun stared at Chu He expressionlessly. Suddenly, his neck tilted, and a sarcoma emerged from his neck. The sarcoid grew rapidly and became a man's head. "This head belongs to my adoptive father!" "People in our family will be abandoned at birth. After awakening, kill the person you love the most and refine them into a stitched corpse before you can return to the family!" Feng Shicheng turned his head and looked at the other person on his neck. A head seems to be talking to itself, and it seems to be telling Chu He the identity of this head. "Feng Shicheng is my Little Brother, but he is also my competitor. In our generation, there are only twelve people who have reached the mortal state. The current patriarch is our Dage, but my Dage is about to break through. After his breakthrough, we I will fight for the next patriarch, although I will kill him in the process of fighting for the patriarch, but you can't kill him!" "He is my Little Brother after all, you killed him and brought shame on our family, so I will kill you!" "And you also destroyed our family's parts factory, no matter what, you will die today!" "I'm different from Feng Shicheng, I refined myself into a seamstress!" "Although you have discovered the weakness of our family, my physical strength is stronger than your wind blade!" "You won't have any chance!" Feng Shijun stared at Chu He with two heads, and said in a cold voice. Chu He heard this and sneered, "Have you finished talking nonsense?" "I don't know the so-called guy!" Feng Shijun snorted coldly. *#12 The other head on his neck took a deep breath, and then spewed out a turbid miasma. The miasma quickly diffused, and the healing gas was black and purple, obviously poisonous. Miasma spread towards Chu He's direction. But to Chu He, these miasmas did not pose any threat at all. With a thought in Chu He's mind, a hurricane erupted from Chu He's body, easily blowing away the healing energy approaching him. But Feng Shijun's trace had disappeared from Chu He's eyes, and he was hidden in the miasma.
"Is this guy trying to sneak up on me in the miasma?" "But he shouldn't be so stupid, he knows that I can easily dispel miasma with wind!" Chu He thought to himself. With a light wave of Chu He's right hand, the hurricane swept across. All healing Qi was blown away by Chu He. But there was no trace of Feng Shijun in the surrounding area. The three of Huo Yan in Yuanjue Temple saw the miasma disappear, and when Feng Shijun was not around, Li Wang's face showed a look of fury. "That bastard escaped!" King Li said angrily. "No, he didn't escape!" "His aura still lingers nearby, he must have used some method to hide and prepare to attack Tian Wu!" Huo Yan said in a deep voice. "Muhou, use your ability to explore the ground!" "That guy may be hiding in the ground!" Huo Yan looked at Muhou and said in a deep voice. When Mu Hou heard this, a long blue whip appeared out of thin air on his right hand. Mu Hou poured Spirit Power into the cyan whip, and the cyan whip burrowed into the ground like a giant python. Outside Yuanjue Temple. When Chu He saw Feng Shijun disappearing, his first reaction was to think that Feng Shijun was hiding underground. However, Chu He could sense that the other party's breath was near him through the flow of the wind. But the other party's breath was erratic, and Chu He couldn't lock the other party. "Is it some kind of stealth ability?" Chu He thought to himself. But for Chu He, even if he was invisible, he couldn't escape his attack. "The storm is coming!" Chu He pointed to the sky with his right hand, and a hurricane fell from the sky. The hurricane expanded rapidly and swept outside Yuanjue Temple. All the flowers, plants and trees outside Yuanjue Temple were shattered by the hurricane. Suddenly, a strong evil spirit broke out in the hurricane, and it competed with the hurricane chamber. A monster with two heads, four arms, and stitch marks all over his body appeared in front of Chu He. .