Mo Feng's voice vibrated his internal organs. His internal organs had completely broken down and there was no hope of survival. At this time, the old man did not come up to kill him, but just looked at Mo Feng.

"Marson Mo, I admire your wisdom very much, but you always treat me as a fool, and use 150,000 people to numb your nerves and attack them in a sneak attack? Haha, you are so naive..." The words of Kecha were heard in Mo Feng's ears as if they were slapped on his face.

Yes, if Mo Feng could still remember his master, he would not have been like this. Unfortunately, he was so proud that he was too proud and too much complacent made Mo Feng forget...

"Yes...Kaoche...I lost today...But...but I don't accept..." Mo Feng's eyes were filled with anger, but at the moment of his anger, Mo Feng suddenly found that a huge force burst out from the purple gold gourd placed close to him and began to repair his internal organs frantically.

This is an unimaginable force. This force actually has the ability to change fate against the will of heaven. Mo Feng found that his broken internal organs had begun to heal, and this speed reached an almost incredible level.

Mo Feng endured the severe pain and let himself lie on the ground. His wound recovered extremely quickly. This speed was something Mo Feng himself had never expected. At this moment, the hope of life appeared in Mo Feng's heart again! Could it be that the purple gold gourd can help him overcome the danger today?

This idea came up and was quickly overturned by Mo Feng. Even if the repair speed of the Purple Gold Gourd is fast, it would be useless if the two strong men of the other party came up and twisted their necks directly... So the Purple Gold Gourd could not save him.

"Don't accept it? Humph, what are you not convinced? If I didn't want to bully you Yuyang, the great sage alone would be enough to sweep your entire Yuyang. You rural guys only know the power of mortals, how do you know what the world of the strong is like!" But Cha was not worried about Mo Feng's tricks at all.

"Five continents! They are five continents, right?" Mo Feng lay there. His wound that was almost dead just now had healed in this moment. I'm afraid that even the old man would definitely be unimaginable.

"Five continents...Five continents are the real world of strong people, but unfortunately you didn't have the chance to see it..." When Cha said this, he had a strong expectation in his eyes. It was obvious that he should also hope to go to the five continents instead of being trapped on this small island forever.

"But check... I know I will die today, but you and I are the opponents. I beg you something before I die..." Mo Feng glanced at Pan Qi, who still did not leave behind him.

"I can't tell that you are still a person who values ​​friendship. It's a pity that people like you are not suitable to be the commander of the army. Well, you are one of the people I admire. I promise you that I will let this guy go, but I want to know if this guy sent the news of your death back to Yuyang. Will Yuyang collapse?" Kecha's face was filled with a sinister smile, and he was holding a Fang Tian Huaji in his hand.

Mo Feng saw Fang Tian's painting halberd suddenly turn, and a trace of white light passed through his throat. A hot stream gushed out from Mo Feng's throat. Mo Feng tried hard to cover his wound, but unfortunately he forgot too much. This cut off half of Mo Feng's neck. No matter how powerful the healing ability of the purple gold gourd is, it is absolutely impossible for Mo Feng to survive...

"Marson..." Pan Qi looked at the killed Mo Feng with deep sadness. He did not expect that the marshal he protected finally pleaded for him when he knew he would die... At this moment, tears had appeared in Pan Qi's eyes. He was an orphan since he was a child, and he had always been bullied. Later, he had this huge force and was on the right path. From childhood to adulthood, Pan Qi understood what friendship was for the first time...

"Marson..." Pan Qi knelt on the ground, his eyes glared at the three people. He wanted to rush up to kill these three people, but he knew he could not do it... He was so powerless at this moment. Is Pan Qi stupid? He is not stupid, he will not die because his life was exchanged for Mo Feng's life. If he rushes up, Mo Feng's death will be in vain...

"Don't get out!" But he used the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand to point at Pan Qi. Pan Qi slowly stood up from the ground. He didn't say anything stupid as to what I would retaliate in the future, nor did he ask for Mo Feng's body, because he knew that the other party could not hand it over to him.

Pan Qi took a last look at the three of them, then climbed up Mo Feng's nightmare war horse and rode his horse towards the distance.

After Pan Qi left, Kecha said respectfully to the two old men: "Two sages, please follow me to the camp to rest first!" Kecha said as he looked at Mo Feng's body. He was not worried that no one would come to collect Mo Feng's body. At most, his subordinates would definitely come here to take Mo Feng's body away.

"Okay! Let's go!" The person who caught Pan Qi's axe said as suddenly a stream of green clouds appeared beside him, and the three of them were standing on this green cloud and flying towards the distance...

If someone saw this scene, he would be surprised to scream that the gods had arrived... But this is not a god, it is just a magic weapon for cultivators.

This Qingyun is the old man's magic weapon. With his cultivation level, he is not enough to fly without any artifacts, so he can only use this Qingyun-like magic weapon to fly away with his people. This thing looks like a divine object on this small island outside the domain, but if it is placed on the five continents, it will be nothing more than a low-level thing...

The dark clouds blocked the moonlight, and the snowflakes floated down from the sky again. The snowflakes became bigger and bigger. Mo Feng's corpse was covered with snowflakes. His corpse was completely cold in such cold weather. He was dead and could not die any more.

"Boom..." The sound of horse hooves from afar came towards this side. Ten thousand cavalry who had been blocked for a moment came. They were here to collect the corpses. Mo Feng's corpse was still useful. They also needed to use this corpse to completely defeat Yu Yang's morale.

The cultivators are very strong. It is as easy to take the general's head among the ten thousand troops as if they were taking objects. However, the cultivators are all arrogant. If they had not found out that they had a slight connection with these two cultivators, they would probably never have taken action to kill Mo Feng.

Moreover, cultivators are generally not allowed to take action at will on small islands outside the domain. After all, there are countless such islands. If any strong man from the five continents comes here and starts a massacre, the whole world will be in chaos. Under this series of restrictions, unless those extremely top-level existences, ordinary cultivators will assassinate someone at most and will never dare to participate in the war openly, otherwise they may be killed by those righteous people above the five continents.

The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer. Under this moonlit night, they are constantly searching for Mo Feng's corpse, but after searching for a long time, they cannot find Mo Feng's corpse...

It’s not that they didn’t go to this place, but because Mo Feng’s body really disappeared, it just disappeared in place. If it weren’t for the frozen blood that could still be seen on that piece of snow, I’m afraid no one would believe that Mo Feng died here like this…
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