"poof..."

when he took the last attack, Yi Feng spat out his blood, and the figure flew in one direction. The scarlet blood scattered in the void, leaving a dazzling trace.

when Yi Feng stepped on the empty space, people also fell on the top of the broken Temple pillar. The one left behind was tens of meters. Yi Feng stood on it and wiped his mouth. Countless gold needles appeared on his arms. Between his arms waving, all of them were inserted into his body. At the same time, all of the liquid medicine made by Yi Feng was poured on the gold needle and melted into his body...