Just as Wu Feng's aura was fully opened and the Yin-Yang Eight-Combination Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra was just completed, the Vajra Dharma Image rushed to Wu Feng, swung his fist, and smashed it towards Wu Feng's forehead. Just when the fist as big as a casserole was about to hit Wu Feng's forehead, Wu Feng suddenly supported an invisible barrier around his body, and the Vajra Dharma Image's fist could no longer fall one foot away from Wu Feng's forehead.

At this moment, Wu Feng's eyes widened, and the angry expression was even more ferocious than the Vajra Dharma Image. The next moment, Wu Feng suddenly stretched out his hands, and there was a layer of green light on his hands, and a vague green light flowed. Wu Feng used these hands to grab the shoulders of the Vajra Dharma Image. This time the feeling was as if he was indescribable, as if he was holding a pool of water, and the current of the water kept hitting his palms.

When Wu Feng held the Vajra Dharma Face's shoulder head in his hand, the Vajra Dharma Face's face could no longer become ferocious, but showed an extremely painful expression. It opened its mouth wide and struggled hard, but it could not take off Wu Feng's iron-plied hands no matter what.

But Wu Feng's feeling was indeed a little fluttering at this moment. He felt a cool and comfortable breath wandering through his palms and eight veins, and finally gathered in his dantian. The feeling of fulfillment made Wu Feng a little excited. The feeling of exhaustion that had ejaculated many void talismans just now no longer existed.

Looking at the Vajra Dharma image again, my whole body trembled continuously, the image became weaker and weaker, as if Wu Feng had drained all his strength, and there was a sign that it had disappeared.

With this Vajra Dharma image, the fat monk Huineng became even more painful. He was watching the battle from the side. When the Vajra Dharma image was held by Wu Feng, it seemed as if a pair of cold hands like iron pliers also held his shoulders. Then, all his true energy quickly passed out, like a flood that opened the gate, and could not bear it.

The fat monk's face turned pale, his body trembled continuously, his body shaking, and his fat body rolled in his chest and abdomen. He felt a breath swelling in his body. Finally, the fat monk felt a sweet throat and a mouthful of blood spurted out. After the blood spurted out and fell to the ground, it immediately dried up and turned into a blood mist, gathering towards Wu Feng again.

Something even more incredible happened again. Everything around Wu Feng swayed, and the small stones on the ground floated in the air, making a bang, turning into misty pink. The big tree beside him suddenly shaking violently, and the leaves of the tree turned from green to yellow, quickly withering down. The weeds on the ground died at a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye.
Chapter completed!