Venerable Martial Emperor

C383 You Fell into the Enemy's Hands



C383 You Fell into the Enemy's Hands

Xu Feng's heart sank. Now that Nangong Yao was here, it meant that Shangguan Jiajia had met with some misfortune. She might even be insulted by Nangong Yao!    

    

"Where's Shangguan Jiajia?"    

    

Xu Feng's face turned cold. His eyes were burning. Although he wasn't in a good condition right now, he couldn't give in now. As long as he showed a trace of weakness, Nangong Yao's arrogance would rise even more!    

    

Nangong Yao chuckled. He didn't care about Xu Feng's arrogant attitude. He said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Miss Shangguan naturally doesn't need you to worry about her. I will take good care of her, and even, I will bring her an incomparable happiness... "    

    

As he spoke, the lewd expression on Nangong Yao's face was completely revealed. The Xu Feng in front of him was truly detestable. However, he was already seriously injured. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long even if he didn't make a move!    

    

Initially, he wanted to enter the ice cave to search for the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus, but because of his injuries... He had lost the initiative, but he didn't expect that he would be able to dodge it. Now that he was waiting outside, he could easily obtain the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus. He had really agreed to that saying - it was a blessing in disguise.    

    

As he spoke, Nangong Yao's tone suddenly changed, and he said coldly, "Xu Feng, you have an old grudge with the Nangong family. If you are willing to hand over the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus and cripple your own arm, I can let you live. Otherwise... "    

    

"Otherwise, kill me, right?"    

    

The Spirit Essence Stage Demonic Beast's Demon Essence Strength spread out from Xu Feng's body. At this moment, Xu Feng's face was covered in sweat. While enduring the pain, he didn't forget to laugh at Nangong Yao.    

    

"Hmph!"    

    

A cold snort sounded and Nangong Yao's figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Xu Feng. He raised his right foot and kicked Xu Feng's chest. Xu Feng was unable to resist and fell to the ground.    

    

"I thought you were an extremely smart person, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid!"    

    

He stepped on Xu Feng's chest. He was already severely injured, but he felt a sharp pain coming from his body, as if thousands of needles were piercing his heart. He couldn't help but cry out in pain.    

    

"I thought that you wouldn't feel pain!"    

    

As if he was enjoying Xu Feng's pain, a smile emerged on Nangong Yao's face. However, in Xu Feng's eyes, it looked extremely ferocious, like a devil who had just killed someone.    

    

"If you kill me, you won't be able to get the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus!"    

    

Blood spurted out from Xu Feng's mouth. Xu Feng said in a deep voice, neither servile nor overbearing. Nangong Yao was different from Nangong Jingtian. He was a ruthless character. He couldn't be fooled. He had to take out enough bargaining chips to scare him!    

    

Otherwise, according to what Xu Feng had done to him before, Nangong Yao might kill him in the next second.    

    

"Do you think I really care about the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus!?"    

    

Nangong Yao raised his eyebrows and kicked Xu Feng away. He landed hundreds of meters away and dug deeply into the snow.    

    

Taking advantage of this time, he quickly took out a bottle from within the Storage Ring. He wrapped a drop of green liquid with essence energy and placed it under his tongue.    

    

A person like Nangong Yao must die, or else there would be endless troubles in the future. Xu Feng did not directly swallow the green liquid because he wanted to know Shangguan Jiajia's whereabouts. Secondly, he wanted to give Nangong Yao a fatal blow at the most opportune moment. He wanted to get rid of future troubles!    

    

"Huhuhu..."    

    

Xu Feng crawled out from the snow pile. He was breathing heavily as he shook off the ice dregs on his body. He said intermittently, "Whether the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus is important or my life is important, I'm afraid you know it better than me! Now that I'm heavily injured, wanting to kill me is just a matter of raising my hand. If you really want to kill me, you can do it now. I'm just an unnamed cultivator who can die in the hands of the famous Nangong Yao. I have no regrets in death!"    

    

Slowly standing up from the snow, Xu Feng looked fearless. He was afraid of death. There were still many things that he had not completed. He wanted to find his mother and rescue Lu Lee, but he would not reveal it.    

    

The tears of the loser were just a sign of weakness in front of the winner.    

    

Moreover, there was green liquid. As long as his life force was not cut off, he would be able to recover very quickly. He was not afraid at all.    

    

"Very good!"    

    

With a ferocious laugh, Nangong Yao struck out with his palm and unleashed his surging Yuan energy. The palm landed on Xu Feng's chest and sent him flying once again. Without giving Xu Feng a chance to catch his breath, Nangong Yao took a step forward. He arrived in front of Xu Feng and started punching and kicking him. In the blink of an eye, he had already landed on Xu Feng's body. He had thrown out over a hundred punches.    

    

After a painful beating, Xu Feng softly fell to the ground. His face was covered with blood, and there was not a single spot that was intact. Blood stained the snow under his feet, making him look very miserable.    

    

However, there was a trace of a smile on Xu Feng's face. Nangong Yao was only torturing him now. He did not kill him, which meant... The Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus was very important to him. It was important to someone who had once made him suffer a great loss. He couldn't kill him directly!    

    

"Hand over the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus!"    

    

"Hand over the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus!!"    

    

... "Hand over the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus!!"    

    

...    

    

Again and again, Nangong Yao's voice turned from ferocious to furious. No matter how he tortured Xu Feng, Xu Feng kept his mouth shut. He even let out a few laughs from time to time, which made him even angrier.    

    

"Alright! If you don't say it, I naturally have a way to make you say it!"    

    

After a beating, Nangong Yao's face was covered in sweat. Xu Feng had lost too much blood, and his eyes had become blurred.    

    

The next moment, Nangong Yao grabbed Xu Feng's ankle with one hand and ran out!    

    

Being dragged along in the cold snow, the temperature of the ice and snow cleared Xu Feng's mind a little. There were countless times when he wanted to swallow the green liquid, but he gritted his teeth and held on. He was waiting for this moment, so that Nangong Yao could bring him back to his camp!    

    

About seven minutes later, a tent appeared on the snow. At this moment, there were still two or three Early Period of Celestial Essence Stage cultivators guarding the tent. And in front of the tent, Shangguan Jiajia and Shangguan Junming stuffed a white cloth into their mouths and hung it high up.    

    

"Wu Wu Wu..."    

    

The moment Shangguan Jiajia saw Xu Feng, she struggled with all her might and wanted to say something, but her mouth was blocked and she could only continuously cry out.    

    

"Hang him up!"    

    

Nangong Yao waved his hand and threw Xu Feng out like he was throwing trash. In the air, Xu Feng suddenly swallowed the green liquid under his tongue. The opportunity that he had been waiting for had finally arrived!    

    

The green liquid passed through Xu Feng's throat and quickly flowed through his limbs and bones. There was a strong desire in his broken bones as he crazily swallowed the Spiritual Force that contained the green liquid.    

    

"Kacha kacha!"    

    

As the green liquid was absorbed, the broken bones in Xu Feng's body were slowly reconnecting. He had fully recovered, and the wounds on his skin were visible to the naked eye. They were healing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his flesh and blood had been regenerated. Not even a scar had been left behind.    

    

The Demon Essence Strength that was left in his body was slowly removed from the top of Xu Feng's head, disappearing from the world.    

    

"Kill him!"    

    

Green light wrapped around Xu Feng, and his Qi was like the sun in the sky. Without waiting for Nangong Yao to attack, the three Celestial Essence Stage warriors rushed forward!    

    

"Hahaha... It's too late!"    

    

Xu Feng threw his head back and laughed. He landed steadily on the ground. The green light around his body had retreated, and all the injuries on his body had disappeared. He had completely recovered to his peak condition.    

    

Although Xu Feng was powerful, he still had a lot of treasures with him. The green liquid was Xu Feng's greatest reliance! As long as his life force didn't die out, Xu Feng would be able to recover to his peak in an instant. Thinking back to the past, he had relied on the green liquid to fight against the Mountain Demon. He had managed to save his life.    

    

Whenever Xu Feng was in danger, the first thing he thought of was the green liquid.    

    

"Dong!"    

    

As Xu Feng landed on the snow, the entire ground trembled. The Qi on his body rose to the extreme, as if he was possessed by a god of war. He looked at the two of them coldly.    

    

Once again, Shangguan Jiajia was touched by Xu Feng's actions. Two streams of clear tears fell. He clearly had the strength to escape, but he did not leave alone. Instead, he suffered countless injuries. After seeing her, he suddenly exploded.    

    

Shangguan Jiajia didn't have much contact with Xu Feng, but every time Xu Feng appeared, he would save her. Such a scene would probably make those with a steely heart shed tears!    

    

Different from Shangguan Jiajia's touched expression, Shangguan Junming's eyes were filled with sadness. He knew that from now on, his position in Shangguan Jiajia's heart would be completely lost.    

    

Xu Feng, who had recovered his strength, faced the three practitioners who were flying towards him. He did not retreat or give way at all. He took a step forward and threw a punch in the air! Yuan energy surged on his fist. The force of the punch directly blocked the attacks of three cultivators of the same realm.    

    

When Xu Feng was still in the Great Perfection of Martial Essence Stage, he was already able to fight the Early Period of Celestial Essence Stage Shangguan Junming. Now that he was in the Celestial Essence Stage, these three shrimps in front of him were no match for him!    

    

After blocking their attacks, Xu Feng's attack didn't stop. He launched three punches with incredible speed, like a phantom, and landed on their lower abdomen.    

    

There were no techniques, only brute force, fast and accurate. This was the way Xu Feng dealt with the weak, and also the most effective way to deal with them.    

    

"Puff!"    

    

Almost at the same time, the three practitioners threw their heads back and spat out a mouthful of blood. After that, they were sent flying and fell dozens of meters away.    

    

One of the weaker cultivators had his ribs broken by Xu Feng's power. His face turned pale and he fainted. The other two didn't feel good either. After spurting out blood, the surging waves in their bodies slowly calmed down under the circulation of elemental energy.    

    

"Trash!"    

    

With just one strike, he had suppressed the three of them. This scene was seen by Nangong Yao. It wasn't because Xu Feng was strong, but because the three cultivators in front of him were too weak. They didn't even look at the attack. However, the two cultivators were insulted by Nangong Yao. Their faces turned red, but they didn't dare to retort. They just stared at Xu Feng even more fiercely.    

    


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