C33 (1/2)
”Eh?” Hearing Yi Feng's voice, Lin Zheng gave a light gasp of surprise. To think that he would continue to fight after being injured like this. This young man's fighting spirit was actually so strong.
Tie Ba also heard Yi Feng's words and laughed in anger. This young man really did not know what was good for him. A beginner warrior had repeatedly challenged his dignity, he must be killed here. With a flash, he appeared next to Yi Feng, throwing a punch towards Yi Feng's back.
As if he had sensed Tie Ba's attack, Yi Feng struggled to stand up. Even if he were to die, he would fight until the very last moment.
Looking at the struggling youth, Lin Zheng sighed helplessly and moved in front of Yi Feng to block Tie Ba's attack. Seeing Tie Ba's angry expression, Lin Zheng said lightly: ”Brother Tie, no need to be so angry, you and I both know that the youth's meridians have been broken, and he will definitely die. Brother Tie, why bother arguing with a dying youth.”
”Brother Lin wants to save this boy?” Tie Ba snorted.
”Even if I wanted to save him, it would be too late. However, this youth is still old friends with my daughter. How about Brother Tie let him slowly die here for my sake?” The injury was too serious, unless there was a heaven-defying pill, who would use such a precious pill to save a young man? Furthermore, a heaven-defying pill was not something that could be found.
Tie Ba also knew that this youth was definitely going to die. It was just that he had acted out of anger just now, allowing this youth to slowly die. He wanted this youth to slowly experience the coming of death.
Tie Ba turned around and looked at the white fog region several hundred zhang away. His face became unnatural. After all, the terror of the white fog was not something he could endure.
However, he then sinisterly laughed and said to Lin Zheng, ”Since Brother Lin has spoken, I also do not wish to make things difficult for a dying person. We should leave this place as soon as possible. After all, this is only the Nether Tomb.”
Hearing Tie Ba's words, Lin Zheng helplessly glanced at the youth lying on the ground. This was all he could do to help the youth. He turned around and ran out. After all, Lin Zheng did not want to stay here any longer.
Lin Zheng and Tie Ba stood shoulder to shoulder as they prepared to fly away. However, just as Lin Zheng was moving forward, Tie Ba suddenly appeared next to Yi Feng. He grabbed Yi Feng's clothes on his back and rushed towards the white fog region several hundred zhang away.
He saw Tie Ba carrying the teenager and sprinting towards the white fog region, but it was too late to catch up. Besides, even if he managed to intercept the teenager, the teenager wouldn't be able to survive, so there was no need to offend Tie Ba.
Tie Ba did not stop. When he was ten zhang away from the white fog region, he activated his zhen Qi and threw Yi Feng towards the white fog. This throw was extremely ingenious, and would not harm Yi Feng in the slightest. Tie Ba wanted to let Yi Feng taste all the pain and fear, and let Yi Feng taste the taste of death slowly.
Seeing Yi Feng's body disappear in the white fog, Tie Ba immediately turned around and ran back. He had a creepy feeling after staying in this place for so long.
Although Lin Zheng was angry at Tie Ba's cultivation, he knew Tie Ba was done with it. There was no need for him to become hostile to Tie Ba for the sake of a dead boy, he just couldn't explain himself to Shan'er when he got back.
Just as the two of them had not taken two steps, a figure swiftly dashed over. It was shockingly Yan Qian. However, he was currently in a somewhat sorry state, but he was not injured.
In the blink of an eye, another figure rushed over. It was Uncle Li from the fighting arena. Uncle Li was in an even more miserable state than Yan Qian. Even his clothes were somewhat tattered.
”What about the youth?” When Yan Qian saw Tie Ba and the other guy, he felt that something was wrong and shouted in anger.
”That youth entered the Nether Tomb.” Right now, he had a Zongshi realm and two Martial Grand Masters on his side. There was no need to be afraid of being modest.
Yan Qian was shocked. The youth had entered the Nether Tomb, but that didn't mean he was dead. Sigh, it was all his fault for being a step too slow. His humble expression also darkened.