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Chapter 1,178 A Centennial Monster
Tang Feng is currently at the lower level of the spiritual level. Anyone who can subdue him in an instant must be at least as strong as the upper level of the spiritual level.
Faced with this sudden change, Tang Feng quickly used the method of resurrecting the corpse, and the strong energy of the same spiritual level surged out, and the blocked meridians were finally opened.
Tang Feng pushed out with a backhand palm, using all his power, dodged and exited.
"Huh?" A hoarse and dull voice sounded suspiciously like metal friction. It was obvious that Tang Feng did not expect that Tang Feng could burst out with such powerful fighting power in a critical moment.
Before the voice fell, Tang Feng had already jumped out three feet, twisted his body, shaken out a screen of swords, and attacked fiercely towards the direction of the corpse.
I don't know when, the corpse sitting on the ground has opened its eyes. The eye sockets are deep and the cheekbones are protruding. This is a dying image, but the pair of eyes hidden in the eye sockets have a look that makes Tang Feng even...
The Kuang Ba who dare not look directly is the Kuang Ba who sees through life and death. He does not take his own life seriously, nor does he take the lives of the people in the world seriously. These are also a pair of eyes that look down on the world. When he meets this gaze,
Anyone can't help but feel humble.
Facing Tang Feng's demi-god weapon's long sword, the corpse did not dodge. The body sitting on the ground floated over like a ghost, and a withered arm went straight forward, seeming to penetrate Tang Feng slowly but really quickly.
In the sword curtain of the wind.
There was no sound, but Tang Feng was horrified to find that his sword barrier was dissolved in an instant, and his moves were chaotic and without any plan.
So strong! Tang Feng was horrified. Even the Zhan Kun he met back then, even with all his strength, he couldn't compare to the corpse in front of him. Although he was not expert in swordsmanship, he had finally seen the corpse of the sword god Ouyang Zi and learned something from it.
He had skills with the sword, but these skills and his own strength were shattered in front of that dead wood-like arm.
Tang Feng put away his sword, retreated again, danced his hands, and had flying knives on his fingers.
The corpse followed him like a shadow, and after breaking through the sword curtain, he still moved straight towards Tang Feng.
The sharp golden energy of the Gangxin was poured into it, and the flying knife flashed with golden light. Tang Feng almost used all his strength to hit the flying knife away.
This attack made the eyes of the corpse in front of him light up slightly. After a slight hesitation, his probing hand was withdrawn, and an afterimage passed by. When the dust settled, Tang Feng
There was a cold sweat on my back.
The flying knives he shot out were all caught by this corpse without any damage.
The most powerful enemy I have ever seen in my life! His strength has gone beyond the scope of ordinary high-level spiritual beings, and is probably not much different from the God-killing Longevity Boy in Tiangu.
Even if Zhan Kun comes here, it's unclear whether he can survive thirty moves in his hands.
But what made Tang Feng a little relieved was that the corpse stopped moving after catching the flying knife. A pair of eyes stared at Tang Feng, a look of annoyance flashed deep in the eyes, and then he sighed slightly.
This sigh was full of sadness and desolation, and it went straight to the depths of people's hearts, making Tang Feng feel sad.
If it weren't for the bright eyes of the man in front of him, Tang Feng might have thought he was a dead person. But these eyes are not something that a dead person can have anyway. Tang Feng has a corpse in his hand, so he naturally knows what the corpse should have.
Sample.
His aura quickly subsided, and in less than a breath, the man who had almost killed Tang Feng just now returned to his previous lifeless state.
Tang Feng was bitten by a snake and was afraid of well ropes for ten years. Although he wanted to leave, he explored the migratory formation for a few days and found that there were finally some places to follow, but he was reluctant to leave immediately. He couldn't help but
There was some hesitation.
The man in front of me is definitely not dead. His body was still warm when I touched him just now. So, this man was actually trapped here a hundred years ago?
How powerful is his vitality after being trapped for hundreds of years and still not dead? Looking at the wounds on his body after being bitten by himself, how powerful is his ability to survive?
But this can explain why this person has such extraordinary skills. How could an old monster from a hundred years ago not be very strong? Even if he came to Xutian Temple at the age of twenty, he still has one hundred and two points by counting on his fingers.
He is ten years old.
When this person was motionless, he was no different from a dead person, posing no threat at all, but Tang Feng knew that this person could not be offended.
"I wonder what you call me, senior?" Standing like this all the time is not an option. Since this person has been trapped for a hundred years, he should know more about this tracking array, so Tang Feng decided to get some information from him.
The withered old man glanced at Tang Feng. The domineering look in his eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only a dim turbid light, as if he was really an old man who was about to die. Faced with Tang Feng's question, he did not answer, but
In a hoarse voice that was almost inaudible, he said: "The next generation is terrible!"
His voice was very weak. This was not an act, it was indeed due to lack of energy. As for the hoarseness, it was probably caused by the friction of his vocal cords when he first spoke because he had not spoken for a long time.
"Senior?" Tang Feng frowned.
The withered old man looked at Tang Feng, thoughtfully, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Is the Xutian Palace opened again?"
The wind nodded.
"A hundred years have passed, and light is shining on people." He sighed with emotion, and then asked a question that made Tang Feng stunned: "Is there anything to eat?"
Tang Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This man was probably very hungry. He had attacked him violently a moment ago, and now he was asking for food from him. Although he was a senior, Tang Feng would not be stupid enough to nourish his enemies.
It is conceivable that this person even eats his own meat. If he had succeeded just now, what would have happened to Tang Feng? I am afraid that all the meat on his body would have been bitten off.
And the fact that he made two attacks but didn't attack again was probably because he was too weak. If not, it would only be a blink of an eye to defeat Tang Feng with his kung fu.
So Tang Feng shook his head simply: "No!"
The withered old man chuckled, but it was that weird and unruly smile that made people feel horrified: "I know how to break this formation, give me something to eat, and I will teach you."
Tang Feng shook his head: "No, after you die, I will find a way to solve it myself."
"You can't find it. It took me a hundred years to break through this formation. Can you survive a hundred years?" A flash of pride and contempt flashed in the eyes of the withered old man.
Tang Fengxiao: "I have learned formations."
The look in the eyes of the withered old man changed, and his turbid gaze became much darker. The reason why it took him a hundred years to see through this migratory formation was precisely because he had never learned the formation. But if someone with knowledge came in, the situation might be different.
Too same.
Are you destined to starve to death here? This is really ridiculous. The formation cannot trap you to death, and you have survived for hundreds of years, but in the end you are going to starve to death here. It is really the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Although he also knew that Tang Feng would definitely have food on him, with his current physical condition, it was impossible for him to take action again. After all, Tang Feng's fighting ability just showed was not bad. If there was a fight, he was not sure of succeeding.
"That's all." The withered old man sighed again. He was disheartened and no longer pressed. He simply closed his eyes and ignored Tang Feng. Looking at his posture, he was about to sit here and die.
Tang Feng did not dare to take it lightly and was always wary of the other party. After seeing the other party close his eyes at this moment, his nervous mood could not help but relax a lot.
After waiting for a long time, seeing that he still didn't move, and that his spiritual consciousness didn't spy on him, Tang Feng boldly began to explore nearby.
This exploration lasted for another half a day, and with no results, Tang Feng returned to the withered old man again. This formation was too mysterious, and there might be a way to break it, but Tang Feng couldn't find it alive or dead. Or maybe it was just the truth.
There is no way to break a dead formation.
As for what the wizened old man said before that he would break the formation, Tang Feng didn't quite believe it either.
If he really knew how to break the formation, why would he still be sitting here? Cha Cha flew away with his wings snapping, but it is not ruled out that breaking the formation requires some special methods, which is one of the reasons why he can't do it alone.
Day after day, three days have passed since Tang Feng met the old man Qianxu. During the three days, Tang Feng has searched the area seven or eight times, but there is still no clue. And since that day, the old man Qianxu has
He never opened his eyes again and kept sitting there, no different from a dead person.
Calculating the time, there are not many days left before Xutian Palace is closed. If he does not break the formation and get out, the fate of the old man in front of him will be his final destination.
Thinking of this, Tang Feng couldn't help but feel a little creepy.
So Tang Feng decided to have a good talk with this old man. If he really knew the way to crack it, he would probably cooperate with him.
Sitting cross-legged in front of the other party, Tang Feng was thinking about how to word this matter, but the withered old man suddenly opened his eyes, without the domineering look of the first time, but with a little unwillingness to fall in love with him, and said: "Young man
People, tell me about the current general trend of the world."
Tang Feng was stunned, he didn't expect that he would ask this, but Tang Feng did not refuse and simply explained the current situation in the world.
After listening, the withered old man looked a little sad and sighed: "Sure enough... it's gone."
"What's gone?" Tang Feng was confused. He didn't say anything was gone just now.
"Then the Zhan family is still the most powerful force in the world?"
Feng nodded, "The limelight is booming, and the reputation is at its peak."
"That's how it should be." The old man said matter-of-factly.
"But I'm afraid it won't be easy for them in the future." Tang Feng chuckled.
"How do you say this?" The old man became interested, and his hoarse voice could not help but rise much higher.
Tang Feng had been observing his words, and he found that when the old man asked this question, there was a hint of expectation on his face.
This old man is not from the Zhan family! Instead, he seems to have a grudge against the Zhan family. Otherwise, he would not be looking forward to what he will do next.
At that moment, Tang Feng also told the story of the actions of the Zhan family and the Situ family in the Xutian Palace. Tang Feng himself had a grudge against these two families, so he naturally brought some personal feelings into his narration.
After hearing this, the old man asked: "Young man, it seems that you have a lot of hatred with the Zhan family and the Situ family?"
