I don't know if there was a deviation in Aara's attack, or if the experimental subject transformed by Orochimaru was different from ordinary people, the heart position was no longer a fatal factor.

In short, Feng Molan, who was pierced through the body, did not die immediately. Instead, he viciously raised his arm full of muscles and blood vessels and grabbed the civil war blade that was inserted into his body, as if he wanted to kill it.

This extremely painful thing was pulled out.

However, this arm containing explosive power seems to have lost its inherent strength at this moment, and it has not been able to do it despite exerting force.

This sharp horizontal sword is like a sword in the stone waiting for its true owner, motionless.

At the same time, behind the hole that was penetrated, substantial blue energy was escaping crazily along the wound.

This kind of escape and this lack of energy caused it to expand, and the strong body was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye!

At this moment, the two members of the same race who were incorporated into his body were waving their arms desperately, trying their best to block the growing wound and prevent the power from escaping.

But in the end it was all in vain.

The power that does not belong to oneself, forcibly enslaving it is already the limit, so how can you use your arms and fingers?

And this energy is obtained so easily, and dissipates so quickly.

'boom',

Accompanied by a dull sound of falling to the ground, it was the steel arm connected to Feng Mofa's shoulder bone.

Its shriveled body is obviously unable to support such gravity.

If so, if so,

This put him in a state of almost madness. The pupils occupied by the whites of his eyes began to become strangely bloodshot. He stared at the person in front of him with hatred, facing those evil pupils:

"I didn't lose!"

"The power given by Lord Orochimaru has not failed!"

"Time, all I lack is time!!"

Feng Molan roared hysterically.

Although it was only for a moment, he clearly felt how powerful the power given by Lord Orochimaru was and how promising the future was.

However, everything was lost to time.

As long as he is given a little more time, as long as he gets the 'recognition' and 'will' of more tribesmen.

Then, defeating the immigrants in front of you is no longer a problem!

It is even necessary to use this secret technique to achieve the glory of the Wind Demon clan in the past.

But now,

Because of the lack of knowledge and lack of time.

Even if his body is damaged by the wind demon and the vitality of the wind demon spider is being supplied, the state of decay caused by the energy escape is still irreversible.

His current state is like a balloon that has been popped. The gas filling it has no possibility of stopping and is disappearing rapidly.

After all, this is a wound caused by the Demon Exorcist Sword Miyakirimaru!!

Not long after, this state of decline was transferred from Feng Mo Faqi and Feng Mo Spider to Feng Mo Lan as the main body.

His body was decaying and his body surface was cracking. At this moment, he seemed to have gone from majestic to twilight in an instant.

"Time, give me a little more time!"

Even the constant growling voice gradually changed from loud to weak, from ferocious to hoarse.

"So, how many more tribesmen do you want to devour, and how many more innocent lives do you want to use to achieve your temporary power?"

"The two of them chose to entrust their lives to you because they trusted you."

Listening to the other party's words, which still showed no introspection, Huang's eyes flashed with real disgust.

Such an attitude, such a thought,

How is it different from the Uchiha Itachi who betrayed his family and sacrificed his family's life in exchange for the temporary peace of Konoha and the survival of his younger brother?

Perhaps, just now, he should not have made the tip of the blade deviate from the trajectory at Fuma Tsumugi's request, trying to hear the other party's confession.

Instead, we should directly eliminate this ‘monster’ that has lost its humanity.

Thinking of this, indifference and chilling filled the young man's eyes again, and the palm on the handle of the blade began to gradually become stronger.

It's not over completely, I just want to give him one last chance to reorganize his language and hear his apology to his tribe.

However,

"I am right."

"I did nothing wrong!"

"For the prosperity of the Fuma Clan and to show loyalty to Lord Orochimaru, this sacrifice is nothing at all. They all agree with my approach!!"

Feng Molan still showed no regrets.

Without saying a word, the blade in his hand began to stir slowly.

Such hesitation is indeed unnecessary.

This guy has gone completely crazy and has completely become a puppet of power.

"No, no!"

However, at this moment, when Huang had already announced the death of the monster in front of him, a clear and urgent call fell on the scene.

"This is not the Brother Lan I remember!"

"Brother Lan whom I once knew was a recognized genius of the Fuma clan. He was a gentle and friendly brother."

"Why do you want to hide your former self? Why do you show such an appearance?"

"Just now, despite being so close, you still didn't choose to hurt me, didn't you?"

"I don't believe it. Everything is just the way you said it."

"Please, please, please stop lying to yourself, okay?"

"Brother Lan!!"

The girl said with a crying voice.

Even though the Wind Demon Dragonfly had taken him away from this area before, the emotion in his heart was still the fear here.

After all, that was the person she had missed for several years!

What's more, she can feel and guess that the protective illusion set by that person only limited Master Dragonfly, and she was not included.

Therefore, the reason why he was able to survive and was not really taken as a hostage in that false shot was entirely because he still had himself in the other party's heart, with blocked and suppressed emotions!!

Such a statement not only slowed down the movements in Huang's hands, but also slightly changed the ferocious attitude on Feng Molan's face.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But the change on the latter's face only existed for a moment, and soon faded away.

"Oh, there are really women who are easy to deceive!"

"I didn't have time to take care of you, this waste, because your power was too weak and not worth my effort to obtain."

"Do you dare to come here?"

"Swallow you immediately!!"

Feng Molan ignored the young man in front of him, ignored the pierced body, and was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He screamed crazily and exposed his ferocity crazily.

This gesture, this unfolding, made Huang hesitate a little in his movements.

Because what Fuuma Sasame said was right.

There was no opponent in the set ninjutsu he cast on Feng Molan when he left, and in the attack just now, he had every chance of taking the former as a hostage, or even swallowing the power transformed into himself through secret techniques.

This means that after several years of darkness and countless experimental transformations, Feng Molan still has the last bottom line in his heart?

And this bottom line is his childhood sweetheart, Fuuma Sasame?

But this cannot be the reason for Huang's self-confidence. The horizontal sword in his hand continued to stir after a moment of pause.

It has to be said that Orochimaru is at the top echelon of the world in terms of transforming living individuals. Even if he can clearly see the decay of Fuma Arashi's body, the individual can still stay awake and still be able to survive when the vital points have been touched.

Being able to avoid death instantly is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"good."

"I'll come over."

The girl answered without any hesitation, and her footsteps were approaching firmly.

She must have made some kind of decision in her heart.

Although Aara couldn't see the situation behind it, nor could he see the expression and determination on Sasame's face, but looking at Fuma Arashi's increasingly restless and uneasy state, it seemed that certain conclusions were true.

The ferociousness and terrifying state he showed in the end was because he wanted to cut off his old image in front of the 'bottom line' in his heart.

After all, the loss of life is irreversible, and turning the lives of your companions into your own strength is an indisputable fact.

Of course, the most unsustainable thing is his current appearance.
To be continued...