Chapter 137 King Level Collision
Huang Yun trembled, he felt that oppressive feeling, which he had only experienced in Panshan Patriarch's body before, but now this young man also has such aura, which made him tremble uncontrollably.
He really wanted to shout, what kind of monster did he provoke?
He also chased and killed this young human being with Kong Lin, tore up the airliner, and intercepted him halfway. In just a few days, Chu Feng evolved and became a king-level creature!
Huang Yun stepped back and landed on one foot, full of fear in his heart. He was more afraid than others, because he was the one who personally targeted Chu Feng's parents.
Why aren't other aliens afraid after hearing his words? All of them were horrified, their golden fur was fluffy, and then they all stood upright, constantly retreating.
"I have no grievances or enmities with you. You not only intercepted and killed me, but also wanted to kill my parents. It's enough! What peacock tribe, what a winding mountain line, touched my scales, hurt my parents, and pierced the sky today! Let me show you, I have come to Pingshan to destroy the village, and I will wipe out your lineage from now on!"
Chu Feng shouted, expressing his heart directly.
He doesn't know what the future will be like, but he can be sure that after this battle, if anyone wants to touch his relatives again, he will have to weigh it. If he dares to implicate his parents, he will break through the clan and give these ferocious aliens the most terrifying Warning!
Whoosh!
Even though Huang Yun only had one leg left, he was still a quasi-beast king. He kicked on the ground suddenly, and flew out like an arrow from a string. It was unbelievably fast. He wanted to escape to the back mountain.
However, Chu Feng's speed was even more frightening. This time, he did not use the Big Thunder Bow, and had already picked up his back, because he felt that a strong enemy was approaching.
In the sky and the earth, it was as if a thunderbolt exploded. Chu Feng crossed the sky, no different from flying, exceeding the speed of sound, and the air behind him exploded, making a booming sound.
When he landed, he was nearly 200 meters away in the air, and he stepped on Huang Yun's only remaining leg with a bang. Wang's physical body was quite terrifying.
"ah……"
Huang Yun screamed and rolled out, apparently the leg was broken.
He is the quasi-king, but he has no strength to fight back in front of Chu Feng, he is too fragile.
Not only that, all the bluestones on the ground exploded, as if a major earthquake had occurred here, and the entire mountain was shaking.
It was all because Chu Feng leaped up and stepped down violently, shaking the top of the mountain. One can imagine how terrifying this kind of power is!
Chu Feng didn't kill Huang Yun immediately, but left his life by Kong Zhuo's side.
The other weasels were scared out of their wits, but it was a quasi-king, second only to Patriarch Panshan and tied with Huang Xian, but it ended up so miserable.
Chi!
At this moment, a terrifying scarlet cloud rushed up, and that ray of sword light pierced through the smoke and dust, directly cutting over.
The chilly light was breathtaking, as if it was about to cut open the void, possessing amazing destructive power.
Chu Feng believed that the fall of this sword might be able to split the top of the mountain. This is the skill of controlling the sword. According to ancient legends, it can kill the enemy hundreds of miles away.
He had been prepared for a long time, and a black dagger appeared in his right hand, and he swung it violently, emitting a terrifying black light, blooming in the void.
when!
Sparks splashed in all directions, and the void seemed to be about to collapse.
The scarlet-like flying sword disappeared with a whoosh, it came and went without a trace after a brief contact.
However, this kind of shock wave still set off a huge wave of earth and rocks in this place. The mountains in this area were ruined, the mountains and rocks were completely destroyed, and the ancient trees collapsed.
In the end, the place was quiet. Chu Feng stood on the top of the mountain with a cold expression on his face, and said, "You have come a long time ago, but you didn't save your descendant Huang Yun. You are really cold-hearted."
The next moment, the mountain was shrouded in mist, and the place was different all of a sudden, the sun was blocked, and the whole mountain was surrounded by clouds and mist, hazy.
That is, Huang Yun and Kong Zhuo stopped screaming and shut up. They were very nervous. Patriarch Panshan has already made a move. Can he quickly kill that human?
Chu Feng stood still and listened with both ears, while his eyes were full of divine light, trying to penetrate the fog and see everything clearly.
At the same time, his divine sense was activated, and there seemed to be a flame beating on his forehead. It was full of spiritual power overflowing, sweeping around and guarding.
This weasel patriarch really has profound morals, hidden in the dark, looming, and there are several places with his aura, which is confusing.
The king-level creatures are fighting each other, and the gods feel like they are opposing each other. It is difficult for people in the open to lock the hidden one in the dark.
Chi!
Suddenly, behind Chu Feng, there was a ray of scarlet sky that surged up, almost instantly, it slashed towards his neck, intending to cut off his head.
This is a red flying sword, crystal clear and bright, with a big palm, invincible, far exceeding the speed of sound, if you wait for the sound to counterattack, your head will have already fallen to the ground.
when!
While Chu Feng was turning around, the black dagger was already slashed out, hitting the crimson flying sword again, and there was an ear-piercing sound of metal friction between the two.
"ah……"
In the distance, some weasels screamed, because this kind of friction and collision was accompanied by mysterious energy, which was overflowed after the king-level creature opened the shackles.
In the void, layer after layer of ripples spread, and those several-meter-long weasels rolled and screamed, rolling down the mountain.
call out!
The crimson glow disappeared again, disappearing into the mist.
Chu Feng holds the black dagger and observes it carefully in front of his eyes. There is no gap on it, and the blade is not damaged. However, he is surprised that the opponent's red sword is too hard, and it seems to be undamaged. It can block the black dagger.
This has never happened before. Chu Feng has done many experiments, except for the stone box on his body, there is almost no substance that can block the black dagger.
"Interesting, could it be an ancient flying sword that corresponds to Panshan's inheritance of imperial swordsmanship?" Chu Feng showed a strange expression instead of fear.
He knew that some famous mountains and great rivers had inheritance, and there were even ancient artifacts left behind. He seriously suspected that the crimson flying sword appeared after the Panshan underground palace was opened.
"Little brother is really amazing, he became a king-level creature at such a young age!" At this moment, an old man walked out of the mist not far away, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, with a flushed face, long snow-white hair fluttering, and pale golden pupils. The temperament is dusty, quite a fairy-tale charm.
This is Panshan Patriarch?
He continued to sigh: "I think I only became the quasi-king in that small-scale accident 21 years ago, and I have only stepped into the king-level realm until now. It's really hard."
In the post-civilization era, there have been several mysterious incidents, the most recent one being twenty-one years ago.
And now, the world has completely changed.
Panshan's old group shook their heads and sighed softly, their spirits faded, and they walked towards Chu Feng's side, passing through the fog, but they didn't even bring out the flying sword.
boom!
In an instant, Chu Feng moved his body sideways, broke through the sound barrier, and rushed tens of meters away under the action of inertia before stopping.
At that spot, a streak of red clouds fell, splitting the mountain peak into a huge black crack with a puff, as if it was about to be divided into two halves.
The power of this flying sword can be imagined, it is really amazing!
"As expected of a weasel, its nature is cunning and cruel!" Chu Feng said. The old man looked like a child with white hair and a good temperament, but his heart was very cold.
The so-called body is just a phantom, not the real body. He wanted to paralyze Chu Feng, but the real body attacked and killed him from behind.
"Young people don't know that the land is too high and thick. You are asked to come to Panshan to plead guilty, but you dare to kill. Today I will kill you under the flying sword!" Panshan Patriarch said indifferently, his voice flickered from left to right, disturbing Chu. judgment of the wind.
"kill!"
This time Chu Feng captured his real energy, ran on the ground, and then immediately got up from the ground, crossed the void for hundreds of meters, and rushed forward.
An old man appeared and urged the red flying sword to slash Chu Feng horizontally and vertically. The power was astonishing, and the bright sword light illuminated the entire top of the winding mountain.
After getting in close contact, Chu Feng immediately gave him a dragon-tiger fight for hegemony, using the ultimate move in Xingyiquan to bombard and kill Xiang Panshan's ancestor.
Rumble!
Chu Feng held a black dagger in his right hand and used it in the shape of a dragon, while his left hand held a black dagger in the shape of a tiger, intertwined together, and roared.
The air exploded, making the sound of thunder, and then accompanied by the roar of the tiger and the roar of the dragon, a dragon and a tiger appeared at the same time, appearing in front of Chu Feng.
As he blasted forward, the momentum was terrifying!
This is the power of ancient martial arts. When the human body is released from the shackles, they can radiate even more terrifying power, and the dragon and tiger fight for hegemony, and they are actually revealed.
bang bang bang...
The old weasel urges the flying sword and throws out his palms, resisting this trick, and keeps fighting.
puff!
The red flying sword slashed across, almost hitting Chu Feng's neck. He turned sideways to avoid it, but his shoulder was touched, and a bunch of blood spattered immediately.
Swordsmanship, controlling flying swords, in ancient legends, can kill the enemy hundreds of miles away, it is really terrifying, Chu Feng suffered a blow, his shoulders hurt, and blood flowed.
However, the tiger shape of his left hand also hit Panshan Patriarch's body, causing him to stagger, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The master's fight is not so complicated, simple and rough, and almost all want to hurt the opponent in the first place.
The fighting of king-level creatures is very terrifying. If the quasi-king participates, it is estimated that it will turn into a blood mist in an instant.
Chu Feng didn't dare to be careless, and originally wanted to observe and learn all the ways of the Beastmaster himself, but now it seems that a little negligence will be dangerous.
White mist filled his mouth and nose, exhaled like a dragon, and then his breathing rhythm changed, and he was running a special breathing method.
Patriarch Panshan wanted to increase the distance, and killed him with a flying sword from a distance.
However, Chu Feng speeded up and flew like lightning. After using a special breathing method, his strength and speed skyrocketed.
Dangdangdang...
The two swords collided, and Chu Feng slashed the red flying sword fiercely several times, and flew out. The red flying sword slashed and destroyed the stone cliff on the top of the mountain.
boom!
Chu Feng leaned close to him, made fist marks, stretched his body, and attacked violently.
bang bang bang!
This was a very fierce fight, fists clashed, swords collided, mysterious energy exploded, and the thunder roared here, and the sound was huge and boundless.
Roar!
At the critical moment, Chu Feng let out a reckless bull roar, and the sudden explosion shocked the other party's mind.
At the moment when Patriarch Panshan was in a trance, Chu Feng struck swiftly and domineeringly. If the flying sword hadn't blocked him, the black short sword in his hand would probably have pierced the opponent's body.
Even so, after Chu Feng's fist print erupted, it still poured out an incomparably terrifying force like overwhelming mountains and seas, and sent Patriarch Panshan flying with a bang, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.