Just wearing Douluo, being chased and killed by the god-king Tang San

Chapter 37 Anger rushed to the crown
The spear pierced through Yang Feng's chest, dripping with blood, his life force was passing away, it was dry and dry, like bark of a thousand years old tree.

"Roar!"

Yang Feng let out a low growl, and tried his best to cover the spear inserted into his chest.

A pair of old, withered palms clenched the long hair. .

The most deadly thing was that the three dragon heads on the spear had already bared their fangs, and they were slowly attacking him, as if they were going to devour him before giving up!

"Brother Yang Feng."

Qian Renxue's figure rushed towards her, the holy angel sword brushed past Yang Feng's side, a golden light flashed, and slashed at the three dragon heads.

Puff puff!
The huge dragon head exploded!

Taking advantage of this moment, Yang Feng pulled out the spear inserted into his chest.

And the spear buzzed and trembled, leaving his hands.

Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, and fell backwards, being hugged by Qian Renxue

Qian Renxue came to help him!
This was something Yang Feng did not expect.

It was also the last thing she wanted Qian Renxue to come to rescue him.

Because the spear is too weird!

at this moment.

However, the crisis came again.

In an instant, before Yang Feng opened his mouth to speak, he felt a sharp pain between his brows.

I saw the spear pointing at his forehead, and three exploded dragon heads reappeared.

"Twice, but you still can't escape."

An indistinguishable voice came.

at this time.

He seemed to be frozen, not daring to move.

Move and he'll be pierced again with the spear.

"Brother Yang Feng, are you alright?" Qian Renxue flapped her wings, but found that she couldn't move either.

"Xue'er, hurry up and leave me alone." Yang Feng shouted as if exhausting his last strength.

"Brother Yang Feng, don't be afraid, this divine spear... doesn't seem to have any killing intent towards me."

Qian Renxue said with some fear.

Yang Feng also knew that this spear was too weird, even if he went to the academy to rescue soldiers, no one could control it.

"Why don't you run away?" The spear trembled, pointing at Yang Feng's eyebrows.

A dragon's head opened its bloody mouth, biting towards Yang Feng's chest.

Another dragon's head passed by Yang Feng's side.

The dragon's head came towards his chest, and he easily dodged the snake's head.

However, the dragon's head that Yang Feng was avoiding would turn around, and it would go straight towards Qian Renxue's back.

"Cher!"

Yang Feng turned his head and found that the corner of Qian Renxue's mouth was bleeding, and was seriously injured by the dragon's head.

Even though Qian Renxue was seriously injured, she still hugged him tightly.

"Do not……"

Yang Feng roared, he seemed to have lost.

Although this life has a higher starting point than everyone else, even though this life has reached Soul Emperor at the age of 12!

He still failed to protect the person he wanted to protect.

This divine spear is too mysterious.

Because Tianmeng Iceworm, Snow Empress, and Ice Empress couldn't move now, as if they were frozen in the sea of ​​his mind.

This is something that has never happened before.

Even if he has the background of a god king, he still can't figure out what's going on!

Qian Renxue heard Yang Feng's call, and her painful face stretched out.

She forcefully squeezed out a smile, and her whole body was on fire.

Yang Feng's discoloration, this is burning the source.

But he didn't have time to stop him, seeing Qian Renxue's figure reversed, she grabbed the spear that was pressed between Yang Feng's eyebrows.

"Brother Yang Feng, Xueer is fine, Xueer blocked it for you, since there is no way to reverse it, Xueer will accompany you..."

"No." Yang Feng shouted helplessly.

At this moment, the martial soul hidden in his body seemed to be released.

In desperation, mixed with deep self-blame, endless anger is burning!

With a "boom", Qian Renxue's body and his body hit the ground heavily.

The girl was still stubbornly holding on to the spear, even with her last breath, she would not let go.

She still tilted her head and looked at Yang Feng, as if hoping that he could escape safely!
Yang Feng could clearly feel that the spear exuded the breath of death and was destroying Qian Renxue's body.

"Xue'er, don't, I don't want you to die..."

this moment.

Yang Feng, who was lying in a pool of blood, had both eyes bleeding, and hugged Qian Renxue.

Simultaneously.

The Eye of Destiny is slowly opening, and the Life Watch Blade is pulled out from the Eye of Destiny.

In an instant.

That strong breath of life enveloped Qian Renxue. .

The hole pierced by the spear in Yang Feng's chest was healing, the plants on the ground were growing wildly, and an endless breath of life enveloped them!

And the breath of death in Qian Renxue's body was colliding with the breath of life.

Two diametrically opposite auras formed a battlefield in Qian Renxue's body.

Qian Renxue's complexion became more painful, and Yang Feng's heart ached after seeing it.

Inexplicable.

He felt the wetness on his cheek.

Stretching out his hand to touch, the hot liquid ran across his cheek.

This may be the first time Yang Feng has shed tears since traveling through time!
He obviously doesn't have much emotion.

Still crying...

He hugged the girl tightly, and asked anxiously beside her:

"Xue'er...Xue'er...Are you okay, hold on, I won't let you leave me, you'll be fine."

The spear seemed to be drinking blood, and it was inserted into Qian Renxue's body very quietly.

"It hurts...Brother Yang Feng, you have to help me teach this divine spear a lesson and melt it..."

Qian Renxue still tightly grasped the divine spear and said with a painful expression.

A bright smile finally appeared on his face, as if the pain no longer existed.

"No, no, no..." Yang Feng roared like crazy, forgetting his own pain.

He attached a layer of soul power to his hand, held it on the spear, and when he exerted force, a flower of blood and a groan came out.

Not even a single drop of blood flowed out.

The moment the spear was pulled out, the wound was almost healed.

Yang Feng exerted all his strength!

"Crack!"

An unbelievable scene appeared.

The spear... shattered.

and melt...

"brush!"

Only three dragon heads flew out, overlooking Yang Feng.

Yang Feng:? ?

What's the matter, the weird spear is so easy to break?

He couldn't believe that he had the power to smash this weird and mysterious spear.

The mysterious spear, just shattered like this?
As everyone knows!
At this moment, Yang Feng's appearance has changed.

There was a crack in his back, and nine-colored rays of light spewed out faintly, and an extremely terrifying force grew on his back.

"have a good rest!"

At this moment, Yang Feng's tone also became cold!
He seemed to be a different person, his sharp eyes looked like a young killer!
In his spiritual sea.

The two colorful dragons that hadn't spoken for a long time moved. It was the bald man and the nun!
"This little host seems to be kind and righteous." The bald man said.

"Isn't it too cruel for us to do this?" the nun asked.

"This world is inherently cruel. If my little master can't stand this test, how will he grow up in the future?" said the bald man.

They exchanged for a while, then fell silent again.

of course.

Yang Feng didn't hear what they said just now!

Yang Feng threw the Life Watch Blade beside Qian Renxue, turned around alone, and looked at the three dragon heads that were still dancing and looking down on them.

This time, he was angry.

Three dragon heads touched his bottom line.

"die!"

Yang Feng said coldly.

There is also endless confidence in the words, like a king giving orders, with coercion.

hum!
Nine-colored rays of light appeared in the depths of the eyes.

Then it spread rapidly, and soon invaded his pupils.

His pupils turned into nine-colored rays of light.

With the most yang, the most yin breath.

The change from yin to yang often depends on life and death.

Maybe it's your own.

Maybe someone else's.

Just for a moment.

Yang Feng's breath is changing.

is becoming stronger.

A few moments.

It can already be described as swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

The particles of the most yang and the particles of the most yin linger around him.

Immediately afterwards, they began to transform!
Transform into a small dragon, gradually.

The two dragons surrounded Yang Feng's body, exuding the most godly, holy, and supreme aura.

(End of this chapter)