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C887 Prophetic Emperor



C887 Prophetic Emperor

"If it's not the boss, what are you doing?"    

    

Looking at Hee Feng's malicious eyes, Han Lee said in a frightened tone.    

    

He looked at his legs with some worry and looked at his right leg, which was stuck in the crack between the rocks. He thought to himself, Boss, this time you don't think my leg is a burden and want to cut off my leg, right?    

    

Eh, not to mention at this moment, this was a good idea. At least it would save time and effort!    

    

However, as the saying goes, every object on a person's body is precious. Han Lee naturally thought so. He did not want to lose a leg to become a disabled person. As a result, to Cultivator, this wasn't a big deal. But that would not do!    

    

After all, the person who lost a leg was himself, not anyone else!    

    

Of course, others could boast shamelessly beside him.    

    

"Boss, I'm begging you. Try again. I'll try again. Maybe I'll pull out my leg, there's no need to cut it. There really is no need to cut it, it's so troublesome to cut it, making it bloody... It also dirtied your hand." Han Lee begged again and again.    

    

However, Hee Feng did not respond to him at all. The situation was urgent at the moment, and he could not care about that anymore. If he continued to talk nonsense, he would be wasting his time. Maybe he would die because of the delay of a minute and a second!    

    

He waved his long sword and aimed at his target. He poured the Genuine Qi into the sword, and dark silver light patterns began to appear on the sword. It looked exceptionally beautiful, but in Han Lee's eyes, this was the Yama King's death warrant.    

    

He closed his eyes worriedly, and did not dare to look at the situation in front of him directly.    

    

After all, a normal person could not directly look at his amputation surgery.    

    

With a ding sound, the steel hit the hard rock. With a crisp ding sound, the long sword sank into the crack of the rock for dozens of centimeters. Han Lee opened his eyes in surprise and looked to his left and right. He saw Hee Feng nailing a long sword to the crack of the rock where his right leg was stuck.    

    

Han Lee let out a long breath when he saw this.    

    

Sigh, I was worried for nothing. Boss wanted to save me, not cut my leg. He quickly admitted his mistake and said, "Boss, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you!"    

    

"Stop talking nonsense. Bear with the pain." Hee Feng frowned and reminded him angrily. He was really worried that he would die here and turn into a pile of bird poop!    

    

How embarrassing and miserable would that be? As long as he thought about it, he would not be willing to do it. Survival might need to be fought for by himself, so he had to make the best use of his time. How could he talk to Han Lee like that?    

    

He had to change the time to chat!    

    

Holding the long sword's hilt, Hee Feng recalled the lever theory that was taught in Grade Three physics. He used all his strength to pry and used all the strength in his body, kacha kacha. There was a grinding sound in front of him that made one's teeth ache, and then there was the sound of friction in front of him. After that, there was a bang. The flying sword made from Hundred Refined Steel broke into several pieces.    

    

However, it was not a waste of energy.    

    

A large part of the dark black rock that was as hard as steel also cracked open. With a splash, it fell into the rock. A crack appeared on the ground, wide enough for one person to pass through.    

    

Han Lee broke free in an instant. He moved his sore ankles. Before he could wait, he suddenly felt happy for a while. He looked at the sky in horror, only to see that in the sky... The sword formation that had just been revolving suddenly, all the swords... There were cracks all over the sword formation.    

    

It was like an antique that had been unearthed from an ancient tomb, rotten beyond compare!    

    

"F * ck me!" Hee Feng thought to himself. At this time, after a series of popping sounds, metal fragments fell from the sky. That flying sword just now... Under the continuous attacks of the vultures, the sword formation formed by the sword formation... It turned into nothingness!    

    

A sword hilt emitting black smoke landed at Hee Feng's feet.    

    

Then it bounced a few times on the ground, rolled, and rolled into the crack of the rock. After a long time, there was an empty echo from the ground.    

    

At this time, the vultures in the sky also rushed over. They might have seen Hee Feng and Han Lee's weakness at this time and were ready to give them a fatal blow.    

    

"What do we do, boss?" Han Lee asked with a frown.    

    

Hee Feng was also anxious. The formation he set up just now had used up all of his energy. He was afraid that it would not work anymore.    

    

However, at this moment, when he saw the wide gap on the ground, a thought suddenly flashed across his mind. Why didn't he come to the bottom of the ground?    

    

Although these vultures were powerful, they were at most on the ground and stronger in the air. If he escaped into the ground, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything to him.    

    

Hee Feng immediately pulled Han Lee over. Just as the vultures were about to pounce on them, they rolled on the ground. He rolled into the gap. Coincidentally, there was a piece of heaven and earth in the gap. The space also happened to contain Hee Feng and Han Lee.    

    

The two of them looked outside while shrinking their bodies!    

    

They were breathing heavily as they ate the pill. At the same time, they carefully held their swords and were wary of the danger outside. Just as Hee Feng had expected, the vultures outside could not do anything to them.    

    

Compared to the animals in secular world, the vultures in front of them were too huge. The big ones were like cars. They could not enter the narrow gap no matter how hard they tried. If they stuck their claws in, Hee Feng and Han Lee's swords would often make them suffer.    

    

As a result, these vultures were caught in a dilemma.    

    

They could neither advance nor retreat!    

    

"Alright, alright, alright. Boss and the others can't do anything to us!" Han Lee said happily, dancing with joy. He was extremely excited. Hee Feng twitched his mouth and said to him, "Don't be happy too early. We are not out of danger yet. Maybe there is some danger waiting for us in this place!"    

    

"How is it possible underground?" Han Lee said with a smile.    

    

After saying that, he took off the wolf-tooth flashlight that was still intact from his belt. He looked down and the dazzling light shone in. Han Lee looked at the bottomless crack and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.    

    

He murmured, "Good boy, what is this place? Such a deep crack is not something we can make!"    

    

"It's good that you know. Be careful. Don't accidentally step on empty air and fall in!" Hee Feng said with a frown. However, he didn't know what had happened during this period of time. Perhaps, the halo of the Prophecy Emperor had been born.    

    

He had just said those words when Han Lee, who was standing in front of him, seemed to have squatted for a long time. His feet were a little sore. He moved his little leg a little, but unfortunately... Han Lee stepped on a piece of crushed stone. He slipped and fell to the ground!    

    

When Hee Feng saw this situation, he naturally could not leave them to die!    

    

But when he reached out to grab it, Han Lee's struggling hand also grabbed his wrist. It was sad. The two of them fell from the gap into the abyss.    

    


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