Chapter 2701: Backstabbing

The man held the mourning stick, walked to Wu Feng's side, and swung the stick at him.

One strike hit Wu Feng's back.

At the moment of being hit, Wu Feng felt as if his entire being was about to be beaten until his soul flew away and scattered.

Wu Feng let out a painful low roar.

The man, while spitting blood, said weakly: "You'd better come with me; you should know that this mourning stick is not easy to deal with. Within ten strikes, even if you are a Primordial Saint, you will die!"

"You finally cultivated yourself to the peak of a Saint, yet now you are about to have your soul scattered; isn't it a pity? If you surrender, I promise not to hit you."

The man tempted him, and the raised stick had not yet fallen for the second strike.

And Wu Feng gritted his teeth, also spat out a mouthful of golden heart blood, and said calmly: "What the hell are you talking about? I see you are also suffering, and you are also living a miserable life. Let's trade one for one."

The man in black was provoked again, roared suddenly, and struck the second blow on Wu Feng's body.

Wu Feng tried hard to use all his protective magic treasures, but they were all bounced away the moment they touched the mourning stick.

The stick hit Wu Feng's head solidly.

Wu Feng was now about to be beaten back into human form, and streaks of blood appeared on his face.

Wu Feng stuck out his tongue, licked a bit of the golden blood, stared at the man in black, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.

Seeing Wu Feng's persistence, the man had to sigh, raised the stick again, and hit Wu Feng's shoulder.

Wu Feng's shoulder was directly crushed, his skeleton shattered, and his golden body showed signs of collapsing.

At the same time, the man roared, wailing in pain, and his body also began to crack village by village; streaks of openings erupted, and black blood turned into smoke, beginning to permeate the surroundings.

Wu Feng gritted his teeth, stared fixedly at the man, and roared: "Aren't you powerful? Come on, let's see who dies first!"

The man stared at Wu Feng for a long time, finally laughed loudly, raised the stick, and roared: "Good, good, good, then let's perish together."

Wu Feng had bet correctly; although this man could issue commandments through the Ancient Official and ignore Wu Feng's power of rules to perform a dimensionality-reduction strike on Wu Feng, he himself had to bear a great backlash.

Wu Feng received several more strikes.

Wu Feng was beaten until his golden body was completely shattered, and his power of rules now dripped like dew from his body onto the Creation Egg beneath him.

The Creation Egg, at this very moment, had already shown unusual movement; according to Wu Feng's estimation, in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Creation Egg would completely break open and evolve a world.

But could Wu Feng withstand another strike?

Wu Feng didn't know; he could only hold on.

And the man opposite was now sprawled on the ground, barely raising the mourning stick in his hand, his whole body trembling.

The man yelled, and infinite power erupted from his body; streaks of ripples emerged from the Chaos World, turning into substance, lifting his body up and suspending it above Wu Feng's head.

And Wu Feng just watched; he looked at this man with an indomitable belief in his eyes.

The man roared crazily: "Good, good, good, you are very good. You want to perish with me, right? I will fulfill your wish."

Saying this, the man used all his strength to raise the mourning stick and hammered it at Wu Feng.

However, at this very moment, Wu Feng felt a massive power erupt from behind the man, directly sending him flying. ===== CHAPTER 2703 =====