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Chapter 1565 Death Gang Wind

Even if you die, you will be better than this.

What's more, he still believes in the Great Underworld Heavenly Lord.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Teng's face became firm. He hugged Zi Ling, without saying a word, raised his feet to control his weak body, and ran towards the death gust.

Zheng Boyuan naturally saw his thoughts and couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Bastard!"

Death Gangfeng, as a landmark disaster on the Blood Continent, even if he is a powerful Taiyuan Realm, he is more afraid. If Wang Teng enters it, he will have no choice.

At that moment, the divine light burst out all over his body, making his speed much faster. He chased Wang Teng with force, hoping that Wang Teng would catch him before entering the death gale wind.

However, Wang Teng was originally very close to the death gale wind, and the gale wind kept blowing towards him, and the speed was very fast, so he naturally couldn't catch up. After a while, he saw Wang Teng rushing in like a moth to the fire.

He was furious and slapped Wang Teng's direction with a palm.

With a bang! He almost exerted all his strength in this palm. The terrifying palm power was like a thick pillar of light, passing through the sky and hitting the ground hard.

The power of the palm power burst out was even more terrifying than it was just now. The ground about fifty meters nearby collapsed suddenly, presenting a huge palm print, like a giant pressing a palm here, the scenery was terrifying.

However, Wang Teng had already pounced in and did not hit.

Boom! Zheng Boyuan's palm seemed to be demonstrating the death gale. After devouring Wang Teng and Zi Ling, it rotated faster and exuded a more terrifying aura, which surpassed Zheng Boyuan to swallow it.

Like an angry ferocious beast.

Zheng Boyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly screamed that he was not good. He quickly flew backwards. The death gale was so terrible that even a person in his realm would not dare to provoke him.

However, the death gale wind was too fast, and a huge suction force was generated nearby, which hit one of Zheng Boyuan's legs, allowing him to slowly gather towards the central gale wind.

Zheng Boyuan was extremely frightened. The storm in the middle was even more terrifying, no less than a knife. When he entered it, his flesh and blood would be cut into flesh and mud and die in an instant. Even if he could die, he would definitely die.

At this moment, it was no less than a door to hell that opened to him and wanted to swallow him into it, causing unprecedented fear to appear in his heart.

Finally, after hesitating for a while, he could only grit his teeth hard, and a fierce look burst out in his eyes. He took out a big knife from the space ring and slashed towards his thighs resolutely.

With a puff, blood squirted wildly! Zheng Boyuan's left leg was cut off by Qi Gen. Zheng Boyuan endured huge pain and his body quickly flew over one direction.

He had no choice. Although he cut off one leg, he was still better than lifelessness. This was also a move by the car to protect the coach.

However, because Wang Teng ended up like this, his murderous intent towards Wang Teng was naturally stronger. He wanted to pull this kid out of the wind and slid his skin and cramps so that he could vent his hatred in his heart.

However, he knew that Wang Teng must have died when he entered the Gangfeng. He had no target of revenge in this breath, so he flew out four or five miles away, left that area, and was temporarily safe.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked back. But he saw that the people from the five major families were not so lucky. Many people were shrouded in by the huge suction force and pulled in. The huge gale was like a meat grinder, constantly devouring the lives of those people and tearing them into pieces, dying extremely miserable.

Screams and wailing wild beasts kept ringing, like a hell on earth.

Zheng Boyuan couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he made a quick decision and cut off one of his thighs, otherwise he would be one of them now.

The storm lasted almost half an hour before gradually disappearing and walking away. The people from the five major families hanged nearly 70% of the people in the storm of death. The ground was covered with corpses of flesh and blood, and the blood was dripping.

After Zheng Boyuan meditated for this period and took some healing pills, the wound on his thigh had stopped bleeding and his injuries gradually stabilized.

This is a person in Taiyuan Realm, with strong vitality. Otherwise, if an ordinary person breaks a thigh, he will be in a coma for several months.

However, in the laws of the universe, "rebirth of broken limbs" is a very advanced magical power, and at least a strong person above the Heavenly Emperor Realm can be used. Therefore, although Zheng Boyuan is a strong person in Taiyuan Realm, it is impossible for him to regenerate his limbs by breaking limbs.

In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, he will be almost disabled throughout his life.

He gritted his teeth and restrained the anger in his heart and said, "Everyone is cheered up and find Wang Teng's body for me. I want to chop his broken corpse into meat sauce piece by piece!"

He broke one of his thighs for Wang Teng, which was naturally a huge hatred. Even if Wang Teng died, he would not let it go.

The most important thing is that Wang Teng has sacred tree seedlings on his body, which have very amazing effects, so he certainly needs to get them.

By then, not only will his thighs have hope of healing, but it will be a shocking opportunity.

Although the remaining people from the five major families were all lucky, they were not swept to the center of the gale wind and survived, they were all scared to sit on the ground, still in a panting, and could not return to their senses for a long time.

It was like walking from the gates of hell.

After hearing Zheng Boyuan's words, although they were reluctant, they could only cheer up and stood up again to find Wang Teng's body.

The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Zheng Boyuan broke one leg, he still had the ability to kill them at will. Moreover, he is the head of the Zheng family, so naturally no one dared to disobey them.

There were so many people looking for it for about half an hour before someone was full of doubts and came forward carefully to report: "The Lord Zheng, they searched for the remains of the corpses nearby, but did not find the bodies of Wang Teng and Zi Ling?"

Zheng Boyuan was meditating and cultivating. When he heard this, he immediately opened his eyes and said angrily: "How is it possible? It must be missed?"

The man was even more silent and sweaty on his forehead, saying, "There is no revealing. We have confirmed it three or four times, but there is no one. Only a corner of the clothes are left."

As he said that, he took out a piece of blood-stained clothes to Zheng Boyuan. The guards of the five major families all had their own clothes, and this corner of the clothes was from Wang Teng.

Zheng Boyuan frowned a little, muttering to himself in disbelief: "Why?
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