What a familiar voice? Who is Fairy Zixia in this person? Could it be Xiaoya?

Following the source of the sound, Feng Wuhen turned his head and saw that Feng Yunxiong's dominance of the world immediately appeared not far away, with dozens of brothers from the Fengyun Guild following him.

I've suffered, it seems that there is trouble this time!

Feng Wuhen was shocked, but this was just a game, and he had never thought of retreating.

"Xiongba? It turns out it's you." Xiaoya's answer made Feng Wuhen realize that she was indeed the Zixia Fairy in Xiongba's mouth.

Before, Xiaoya also learned from Feng Wuhen and closed her personal privacy. Fairy Zixia is probably her nickname in other games.

"The fairy has such a good eye. I have been separated for more than a month in the battle. I wonder if the fairy is going to be fine lately?"

"Can you have a dime with you? Don't bother me!" Xiaoya said disgusted.

"Little girl, why are you talking to our boss? Don't be shameless!"

"Shh, be gentle to the beauty." Xiongba quickly made a silence to the younger brother behind him, pretending to be extremely graceful and smiled: "Zixia, why do you say that? Meeting is fate. If you are willing to join our Fengyun Sect, you will be the little princess of our Fengyun Guild in the future and enjoy the highest treatment."

Xiongba said as he pleased, and quickly walked towards Feng Wuhen and the others.

"Tsk, don't do this, who would care? I won't join you an arrogant and domineering guild, bullying good and fearing evil." Xiaoya said contemptuously.

Due to the direction, Feng Wuhen happened to be blocked by Xiaoya's body. Xiongba, who was lustful, didn't notice it for a while. That was really normal.

However, as Xiongba approached, he immediately discovered Feng Wuhen's existence.

"Huh? Xingyue Wuhen, why are you here? What is your relationship with Fairy Zixia?" Xiongba stared at Feng Wuhen with jealousy and asked.

"Xiongba, you are so funny, why can't I be here? What is my relationship with her? Is it necessary to tell you?" Feng Wuhen smiled contemptuously.

"You... don't be too arrogant. Be careful that I will destroy you, Zixia, don't form a team with him. You should level up with us. Make sure you are fast and comfortable, and you don't need to do it yourself."

"Damn, just save worry. You might as well tell you that he is my boyfriend, so, Xiongba, please don't bother me again in the future."

"Strange hooligan, lend it to your shoulders again." Xiaoya whispered in Feng Wuhen's ear. Before he could react, her body was already leaning against him.

"You..." Xiong was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and immediately said angrily: "Okay, okay, Xingyue Wuhen, then let's settle the old account and the new account together. Brothers, give it to me, kill this man and keep the woman for the time being. I want her to see my Xiong's method."

With Xiongba's order, dozens of Fengyun Sect players behind him immediately waved their weapons and surrounded Feng Wuhen.

"Xiongba, is this what you call a method? Apart from relying on a large number of people, I feel embarrassed for you if you have any skills. I have a one-on-one challenge." Xiaoya said in great angrily.

"Hehe, don't provoke me, who told him that there is no one? There are too many people, this is also a skill. Just watch him die slowly, haha..."

"You are shameless!"

"Xiaoya, what's there to say about such people? It's just a game. If you die, you won't lose any piece of meat."

In fact, when I saw Xiongba just now, Feng Wuhen was ready to die.

The attributes of players in the early stage are not much different, and it is impossible to fight dozens of players with one force.

So, before the players of Fengyun Sect got closer, Feng Wuhen took a quick step and quickly dodged to the side.

"A stinking hooligan, heroes don't suffer any loss in front of them. There are many people in them, so you should leave quickly and leave me alone."

Originally, it was very easy to shake them off at Feng Wuhen's movement speed of 20%, but unfortunately Xiaoya's speed could not keep up. Are the two comrades-in-arms or their boyfriends on the surface? How could he abandon her heartlessly at this time?

"Xiaoya, no, I can't leave you alone. Just die. At worst, we can find the place again in the future."

"Well, stinky hooligan, good-looking, you didn't disappoint me." Xiaoya's jade face showed a gratified smile.

Feng Wuhen smiled faintly, and without continuing to move, he simply stood there calmly, waiting for them to attack first.

This is the first PK since Feng Wuhen entered the prehistoric world. Even if the final outcome is to die, he will not sit still and wait for death.

Feng Wuhen’s purpose is very obvious, to make them turn into gray names first. In this case, at least he is a legitimate counterattack.

Of course, he was also betting that these people would definitely compete for credit in front of their boss. In this case, he would not be attacked many times first. If only one or two moves, with his current health, there would be no problem at all.

The fact was just as Feng Wuhen expected, the first true Tao to approach him was the first to launch an attack in a hurry.

"bite!"

System prompt: You have been attacked by the player "The Storm and the Storm is a polite" attack.

At the same time, Feng Wuhen only felt a severe pain in his body, and his health immediately dropped by 321 points.

Damn, it hurts so much? Then he has to let the other party taste this pain.

Feng Wuhen retreated a few meters in one step, then shook his fan, and a white attack instantly landed on Fengyun's polite head.

The effect of increasing the casting distance of the Star Trace Technique by 1 meter is undoubtedly fully revealed at this time. When Feng Wuhen can attack the opponent, the opponent cannot cause any damage to him. The only pity is that his attack power is too low and it is impossible to cause instant kills to the opponent.

"Ah..." With a cry of pain, Fengyun's polite head immediately floated a big red letter to hurt "-451".

"You guys come on, why are you waiting for? Let's destroy him together."

The delay time and release time of ordinary attacks are 1 second. In just 2 seconds, several true Taoists and Confucian Taoists from Fengyun Sect have moved forward a few steps, raised their weapons, and attacked Feng Wuhen together.

Danger!

Feng Wuhen knew very well that this time he was probably doomed. Are you finally going to die?

"Stir, I don't want you to die!" With a cry of tenderness, a beautiful shadow flashed over and immediately helped Feng Wuhen block several fierce attacks.

"Xiaoya, don't!" Feng Wuhen shouted and went forward, trying to pull her body away, but unfortunately, before he could take action, her health was instantly cleared and slowly fell into his arms.

"Strange hooligan, you are the banner of our Star Moon Team. You must not hang it, and you should not leave quickly." Xiaoya left her last advice, and then turned into a white light and disappeared.

Xiaoya's fearlessness and righteousness were completely beyond the expectations of the players of Fengyun Sect, and also disrupted Xiongba's orders to them, so they collectively fell into a brief stagnation.

Although this is just a game, it is done so realistically, giving Feng Wuhen the feeling is like a living girl who has passed away in his arms.

"Xiaoya, don't worry, I will definitely get this debt from them in the future." Feng Wuhen felt so sad. He was moved by the fact that he was desperate to Xiaoya and died for him, and at the same time he felt an inexplicable self-blame.

If he had his own power, if he could be as powerful as Zhan Tianzhong, would she still make such a sacrifice?

The answer is of course no. The idea of ​​making himself stronger slowly grew in his mind, and it has never been so urgent and intense.

"Xingyue Wuhen, haha... You are such a coward. You actually want a woman to stop your life for you. Brothers, why are you still standing there? Kill him!"

Amid Xiongba's sarcasm and screams, Feng Wuhen could clearly feel his envious and jealous eyes.

"Yes, boss!" The Fengyun Sect player who came back to his senses immediately attacked Feng Wuhen again.

Without any hesitation, Feng Wuhen quickly flew back, but unfortunately he was still one step slowing down. The Fire Sword of three True Dao players had instantly landed on his head.

The damage numbers of "-451", "-399", "critical strike-888" floated up one after another on Feng Wuhen's head, and his health was almost zero, leaving only a pitiful 2 points.

After a severe pain, another burst of incomparable weakness followed by a real feeling when it was on the verge of death.

This kind of pain is so strong that it feels like when I killed the violent bear king before. I don’t know how many times I know.

Damn, if I had known that 100% realistic would be so uncomfortable when pk, I wouldn't have let the system automatically choose it.

(It was only later that Feng Wuhen realized that even if others chose 100%, they would not be as true as he chose 50% of them)

Unfortunately, everything is too late, and I can only taste the bitter fruits I planted by myself.

In this extremely weak state, Feng Wuhen could not lift up any strength in his body, and had basically given up struggling and sat down on the ground.

Feng Wuhen comforted himself in his heart: "Forget it, this is just a game anyway, and he can still be resurrected after death. Why do I have to work so hard?"

Just when Feng Wuhen decided to give up and asked the Fengyun Sect players to send him back to the city for free, a misty voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Wuhen, you must not die before your cultivation level reaches the Nascent Soul, otherwise everything will start from scratch. Remember."

(Note: The cultivation level in the prehistoric world is divided into: foundation building, spiral illumination, fusion, heart movement, spiritual silence, Nascent Soul, out of the body, distraction, fusion, tribulation, 11 states of Mahayana, and you can start practicing after level 30.)

This sound was like a revelation, allowing Feng Wuhen to wake up from his weakness in an instant.

"No, I must not give up easily until the last moment." Thinking of this, Feng Wuhen quickly chewed a red medicine to restore his health.

"Brothers, stop the attack!"

Seeing Feng Wuhen's incredibly painful appearance, Xiongba suddenly screamed, made a stop position, then quickly stepped forward, and laughed at Feng Wuhen in a victorious posture, "Haha, Xingyue Wuhen, how about it? Is this good feeling?"

"verygood!" Feng Wuhen smiled contemptuously: "Look soon, you will also enjoy this taste!"

"Is that so? Then I'll let you taste it enough today. Brothers, everyone will take turns to take action. Don't let him die in one go. By the way, the Confucian and Taoist Records add blood to him, and I'll slowly kill him."

Xiongba said, his handsome face full of evil looks, and there was also a kind of cat-playing joke about a mouse.
Chapter completed!