The fifth personality, the nightmare starts with a dual identity

As the power of the Discord began to concentrate, Xu Feng's pressure increased sharply.

The superimposed power of the two disordered powers originally made Xu Feng's body a little empty. Although he had strong power, there was a possibility of collapse at any time.

Now Xun Benkege wants to keep Xu Feng no matter the cost, which makes it increasingly difficult for Xu Feng to withstand close attacks.

I wanted to get away, but it was too late.

Erha had already been summoned in times of danger before, and before he even had time to cancel the summons, he was surrounded and suppressed by the combined forces of the Discordians.

Now Xu Feng can only rely on his own strength, but he has no chance of winning.

Suddenly, a huge attack hit Xu Feng's body, causing Xu Feng to stumble.

He had endured many attacks during this process, but Xu Feng managed to hold on every time with his strong physique.

This attack was actually no different from the previous attacks, but Xu Feng's reaction said it all.

"He's dying, come on..."

I don't know who shouted such a sentence, Xu Feng didn't even have enough strength to look back.

Because in an instant, countless attacks came down, and Xu Feng's persistence collapsed instantly.

Blood spurted out from the mouth, and the powerful power brought by the power of disorder seemed to disappear in an instant.

Xu Feng just knelt down on the ground helplessly, the chains in his hands shattered, and he no longer had the ability to maintain his condition.

The disorderly ones reveled in the carnival, and Xu Feng was at a loss.

Have you overestimated yourself after all?

Just when Xu Feng closed his eyes tiredly and was about to give up all hope.

Suddenly, a burst of exclamation sounded from a distance.

The sound was not loud at first, but it inexplicably penetrated the entire battlefield.

"The president is dead..."

"The president is dead..."

Not just one person was exclaiming, some kind of condensed power of disorder exploded from a certain area in a violent manner, sweeping across the entire battlefield in an instant.

Those guys who surrounded Xu Feng, who looked like they could tear Xu Feng into pieces in the next moment, were a little confused for a moment.

The entire battlefield immediately fell into chaos.

Then there was an even louder noise.

Xu Feng had closed his eyes tiredly. The combined damage of the two disordered powers had exceeded Xu Feng's upper limit.

Fortunately, the rune skull he obtained at the beginning prevented Xu Feng from completely sinking. Otherwise, Xu Feng would have become a minion of Discord long ago after repeated setbacks.

That's it, Xu Feng thought.

Although I don't know what happened, I have done everything I can.

But the death he imagined did not happen, no one from Discord came to finish the damage, and no one paid attention to him.

Somewhat inexplicably, the battlefield was in chaos, with sounds of wailing and confrontation everywhere.

In a blur, Xu Feng had many questions in his heart.

It was clear that the Discord had the absolute upper hand, and most of the survivors had fled. Why were there still voices of confrontation between the two sides?

Reinforcements have arrived? Or was something else happening?

And that cry that spread across the battlefield before, is the president dead?

Xun Benke is dead?

If Xu Feng was sober, he would definitely think of a person's name immediately.

But the current fatigue and pain made Xu Feng's thoughts extremely sluggish, and he simply didn't have enough energy to think about this.

Let things continue until there is a clear sound of footsteps slowly approaching.

The voice stopped next to Xu Feng. After a brief silence, he called Xu Feng's name in an extremely complicated tone.

"Xu Feng..."

Xu Feng opened his eyes suddenly and finally showed a relieved smile when he saw the person coming.