Zhao Feng reached out helplessly and gently rubbed his left eyeball.
In this special stage, I can't use my spiritual eyes easily. I'm really not used to it.
Mr. Jiang beside him noticed a certain detail with a flash of light in his eyes.
At that moment, he noticed that Zhao Feng's dim left pupil had a hint of dark blue luster, and it disappeared in a flash, as if it was just an illusion.
Moreover, Zhao Feng's action of reaching out to rub his eyes no longer happened once or twice.
"Brother Zhao, that 'Blood Scythe Butcher' is an extremely evil and bloodthirsty person. If we let him go, it will cause endless troubles for you and me."
Mr. Jiang said cautiously.
Seeing the bloody flames in the sky, getting further and further away, Mr. Jiang felt worried and anxious.
But the blue-haired boy in front of him was still careless, with a hint of tiredness and laziness.
Zhao Feng naturally understood the principle of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots. When it was time to take action, he never showed any mercy.
"This Blood Scythe Butcher is just a small fish. If we can use him to lure out the core members of the Iron Dragon Alliance..."
Zhao Feng pondered in his heart.
For him, killing the Blood Scythe Butcher was not difficult at all.
If he was determined to take action, the Blood Scythe Butcher would have no chance of escaping.
but.
When Zhao Feng discovered that the "Blood Scythe Butcher" technique had some connection with the "Moon Demon Palace", he changed his mind again.
Swish
An afterimage of Zhao Feng was left on the spot, accompanied by traces of electric arcs.
Mr. Jiang and others opened their mouths slightly, and the young man who was close at hand no longer existed.
"Look"
The Third Highness and others looked up and saw a beam of cyan electricity, breaking through the clouds and chasing the bloody flames in the distance.
In the cyan current beam, the outline of Zhao Feng's figure can be vaguely seen, and his speed is a step ahead of the blood-colored flames.
"This Zhao Feng has practiced the power of lightning and is good at speed. It seems that the 'Blood Scythe Butcher' will not be able to escape.
Mr. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, with a somewhat gloating expression.
at the same time.
The Blood Scythe Butcher activated his secret technique and just escaped a mile or two when he suddenly heard the sound of lightning and wind whistling.
"Oops, what he comprehended is the secret of lightning... No, it's the secret of wind and thunder."
The Blood Scythe Butcher's face was ashen and extremely embarrassed.
As Zhao Feng flew through the air, the sound of electricity was rapid, and it triggered a violent wind mass, generating strong wind pressure.
Whether it is the lightning technique or the wind technique, he is very good at speed.
When the two are combined, it is definitely the same level of top speed.
The former "Wind and Thunder Emperor" performed the secrets of Wind and Thunder to the extreme, and was known as the fastest among the emperors, and his combat prowess was unparalleled in the world.
in mind.
The ancient Feng Lei Monument remains dilapidated, bleak and silent, exuding a timeless and primitive atmosphere, with electric patterns intertwined with wind and waves on its surface, outlining endless and profound meanings.
Zhao Feng merged his mind with the ancient stele and perceived a boundless and vast world of wind and thunder.
That world was as broken and even fragmented as the ancient monument of wind and thunder. Thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, and death storms were secretly brewing.
With Zhao Feng's level, he can only perceive a desolate corner of the world of ancient monuments.
The secret meaning of wind and thunder that he can understand is only a few hundredth of the essence of the ancient stele, which is so insignificant.
"The fusion of wind and electricity can create the fastest speed in the world. I have only preliminary understanding, and the speed has exceeded the peak period in the 'Purple Saint Ruins.'"
During Zhao Feng's flight, part of his mental energy was integrated into the ancient stele of wind and thunder.
He didn't try his best, otherwise he would have caught up with the Blood Scythe Butcher.
Whether it is the power of lightning or wind, they are all the natural forces of heaven and earth that Zhao Feng is familiar with.
The "Piao Ling Ferry", "Wind and Thunder Palm", "Xuan Hua Bao Dian", "Legacy of Electricity", etc. that he studied in the past are all related to at least one of the two.
It was precisely with these foundations that Zhao Feng chose the inheritance of "Wind and Thunder Emperor" and was able to barely comprehend it.
between the horizons.
Two figures, one behind the other, you chase me, sometimes surrounding the mountains, sometimes going through the forest.
However.
No matter how hard he struggled against the bloody flames in front of him, he could not get rid of the cyan arc beam surrounded by the wind behind him.
"I dare to ask your surname, why do you want to ally with the Iron Dragon and become an enemy? Even if you die, you must let me know your name."
The Blood Sickle Butcher looked ashen, with despair written all over his face.
The realm barrier between Zhenren level and Zhenxuan level cannot be easily broken.
Even if the Blood Scythe Butcher is the best at the same level, he can only compete with the Zhenxuan level in a short period of time, or he can take advantage of the situation and escape.
Once it lasts for too long, he will definitely not be a Zhenxuan-level opponent.
But this time, the powerful enemy has mastered the advanced power of wind and thunder. No matter the speed or endurance, he is definitely not comparable to him.
"Haha, don't worry, I won't let you die."
A burst of playful laughter came to my ears, accompanied by the sound of electricity.
The Blood Scythe Butcher turned pale in horror and took a breath of cold air, knowing that Zhao Feng's movement speed was approaching him in an unpredictable way.
Waning Moon Blood Scythe
How could the blood-scythe butcher be willing to burn the true spiritual energy? The blood-scythe in his hand struck out a bloody blade that shocked the soul, like a waning moon, cutting across the sky.
In an instant, the clouds and the blue sky were stained with blood, and the sharp blood-colored light filled an area of nearly a hundred feet.
This move is definitely the Blood Scythe Butcher's strongest weapon.
Half a year ago, he even relied on this move to counterattack and injure a powerful Zhenxuan-level enemy, and escaped with his life.
"The Waning Moon Blood Scythe is not good...this move is enough to pose a threat to most Zhenxuan levels."
Mr. Jiang, who was more than ten miles away, captured the aura of that move.
But in the next moment, a sudden change occurred.
The powerful and violent bloody waning moon vibrated in the void, then suddenly collapsed and shattered into pieces.
"You...you..."
The Blood Scythe Butcher looked pale and horrified, and his body became numb and twitching.
A slender and powerful hand pressed tightly on his shoulder, accompanied by a burst of green lightning and the sound of the true spirit.
"Sure enough... the operating principle of the technique is somewhat similar to that of the genius disciples of the 'Moon Demon Palace,' but it is much rougher."
Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.
In the Purple Saint Ruins, Zhao Feng also indirectly killed many of the genius disciples of the Moon Demon Palace.
After the answer is determined.
puff
With Zhao Feng's fingers, a sharp electric beam penetrated the Blood Scythe Butcher's dantian.
"You...don't..."
The Blood Scythe Butcher roared in fear and struggled with all his strength.
After half an interest.
His Dantian was damaged, his meridians were broken layer by layer, his face was filled with regret, and he became as sluggish as a wooden chicken.
From a majestic and feared butcher to a helpless weakling, this kind of frustration is more terrifying than death.
"Killing you is too cheap. I will destroy your cultivation and let you experience the pain of being a weakling and enduring endless humiliation."
Zhao Feng waved his hand and threw the "Blood Sickle Butcher" onto the trees below.
Done all this.
Zhao Fengtou couldn't do it either, and turned into a cyan current beam to join Mr. Jiang and others.
"Brother Zhao, please take action."
Mr. Jiang and his party survived the catastrophe, looked happy and thanked them repeatedly.
However, he had doubts in his heart as to why Zhao Feng didn't completely kill the Blood Scythe Butcher.
After all, the Blood Scythe Butcher will pass the news about Zhao Feng back to the "Iron Dragon Alliance".
It can be expected that before long, Zhao Feng will be vigorously wanted by the Iron Dragon Alliance and even cause a series of troubles.
Moreover, Zhao Feng seems to still intend to do this.
Doesn't he understand how powerful the Iron Dragon Alliance is, or does he know it but still wants to be its enemy?
Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang's heart moved.
As the saying goes, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend." If Zhao Feng, an evil genius with unfathomable strength, could cooperate with them, it would be a dream come true.
Zhao Feng reached out and rubbed his left eye, looking tiredly in the direction of the Thirteen Kingdoms.
The Thirteen Kingdoms were caught between the two great powers.
In fact, the Thirteen Kingdoms are not too far away from the two major powers.
Seeing Zhao Feng's intention to leave, Mr. Jiang was a little anxious: "Little brother, you saved our lives this time. Jiang has nothing to repay, so how can we not treat him well?"
"Brother Zhao has returned to Hengyun. I think he doesn't understand many things. We can answer them carefully. I believe Mr. Su from the 'Dragon Killing Alliance' will be interested in you."
His Highness the Third Highness could not help but persuade him to stay, with a sincere look on his face.
Dragon-Slaying Alliance?
Zhao Feng paused.
"The members of the Dragon-Slaying Alliance mainly originate from the sects that were destroyed by the Iron Dragon Alliance in the past, headed by the Seven Tianfeng Sects. Mr. Su is the spiritual leader of the 'Dragon-Slaying Alliance,' and leads everyone to deal with the Iron Dragon Alliance."
His Royal Highness explained.
Today, the Hengyun region is controlled by the Iron Dragon Alliance.
The word "dragon" in "Dragon Killing Alliance" is obviously aimed at the Iron Dragon Alliance, which covers the sky with one hand.
Zhao Feng smiled slightly and was about to refuse.
At present, although he is somewhat interested in the Dragon-Slaying Alliance, it is not as tempting as returning to his hometown of the Thirteen Kingdoms.
However.
Just as he was about to speak, the swelling and pain from his left pupil intensified, and a wave of fatigue hit him.
In the left eye space.
There are ripples in the deep blue cold pool, with dark waves raging inside, and a trace of crystal blue water rising up.
The cold pool seemed to be melting and reaching a diameter of nine feet and nine feet.
"The eyes of the gods have entered the stage of mutation. Could it be that they have comprehended the ancient times of the Wind and Thunder Ancient Monument..."
Zhao Feng sighed secretly in his heart.
At this stage, his cultivation is comparable to half-step of Allah, his spiritual state is better than that of ordinary Allah, and his heart and soul strength is stronger, surpassing the peak of Allah.
As long as he retreats a little, there will be no bottlenecks in breaking through to God.
but.
This key eye, the divine eye, has also entered the stage of mutation.
Zhao Feng pondered and analyzed carefully.
Returning to the Thirteen Kingdoms, he has two aces, namely the "Jade Dragon Asylum" and the "Ice Emperor Spear", the earth-level inheritance magic weapon integrated into his body.
Originally there were three trump cards, but the Divine Eye has now entered the mutation stage.
"The top priority is to let the Eye of God pass through the mutation stage smoothly. This has a greater impact than the promotion of Allah and strength."
Zhao Feng made a decision quickly.
With the divine eye, even if he does not advance to the level of God, he can still completely defeat most of the gods, not to mention that the divine eye will undergo a mutation.
Relatively speaking, being promoted to Allah will not significantly improve Zhao Feng's strength.
After all, he has a God-level realm and can compete with ordinary Gods without using the divine eyes.
"Brother Zhao, what are your thoughts?"
Mr. Jiang looked expectant, waiting for Zhao Feng's answer.
His Highness the Third Prince suddenly thought of something and looked at her earnestly: "My ninth sister, known as Princess, is a beauty who was famous in the two powerful countries in the past. She is also the number one genius in Tianfeng. She has just returned from the Holy Realm True Dragon Club recently.
I believe that a genius like Brother Zhao, who has heard about the most prosperous True Dragon Society in the mainland, will have something in common with my ninth sister."