typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 153 Ice and Fire Wings

Boom! I saw that the ground within a radius of tens of meters shattered, with a depression several feet deep.

The many disciples and mentors who were watching all looked horrified and retreated to a safe distance, looking at Zeng Gaoming's back in awe.

This is the strength of the dean of the outer courtyard. The power of his kick is so terrifying.

"Mu Feng, it's easy to get angry when people are angry! Since everyone is asking for it, I will personally clean up the house today and restore peace to the outer courtyard!"

Zeng Gaoming looked directly at Mu Feng with a look as contemptuous as looking at an ant.

Mu Feng stood tall and straight, standing as steady as Mount Tai.

Countless gravels flew towards him, and they all hovered a few inches away from his body.

"What a clean house! Zeng Gaoming, you shouldn't mess with me!"

Mu Feng suddenly waved his right sleeve, and the surging momentum surged out like a violent storm.

The gravel hovering around him exploded into powder, and all the pressure on his body collapsed.

Zeng Gaoming was shocked to find that a wing burning with colorful flames appeared behind Mu Feng.

The wings spread out, measuring several feet in size. Flames swept through them, and the surrounding temperature increased to the extreme.

Mu Feng held his right hand in the air, and countless colorful flames condensed in his palm, turning into a ten-foot-long multicolored flame sword, "Cut!"

He whispered the words, and the long sword of five-colored flames slashed out, instantly slashing towards Zeng Gaoming's face.

Zeng Gaoming's beard and hair sprouted, and spiritual energy flowed all over his body. His right hand turned into a claw, and he held the multicolored flaming sword firmly.

Wow! Endless air waves swept across, and Zeng Gaoming's ground once again sunk several feet deep. Many gravels could not withstand the high temperature and melted into magma.

"The strength is good, but it is still far from me!"

Zeng Gaoming's whole body was filled with radiance, isolating the surrounding colorful flames from the outside like a protective shield.

Mu Feng's pupils shrank, he stared at Zeng Gaoming solemnly, and said in a low voice: "As expected of the ninth level of the Life Wheel, the spirit essence has been condensed to be so powerful!"

Mu Feng's eyes were so venomous that he could see at a glance that Zeng Gaoming's spiritual essence was solid enough to rival a Xuan-level super spiritual weapon.

To put it bluntly, Zeng Gaoming was able to resist Xuan-level super spiritual weapons by relying solely on ordinary spiritual energy.

"Mu Feng! The gap between you and me is too big! I want to kill you, but I can only snap my fingers!"

Zeng Gaoming's five claws on his right hand suddenly twirled, and the surging spiritual energy surged, and he forcefully clawed the colorful flame giant sword apart.

Among the countless colorful sparks, Zeng Gaoming swept out and slammed his right claw towards Mu Feng's face.

Mu Feng's expression was cold. He stepped forward with his right foot and used his waist strength to punch Zeng Gaoming with his right fist.

"I told you, you are no match for me! How dare you confront me head-on!"

Zeng Gaoming's right claw was like electricity, and the surging spiritual energy covered his hand as if it were covered with the hardest scales in the world.

Bang! The two collided hard together, emitting a terrifying roaring sound.

The ground between the two instantly cracked, and endless dust was swept out by the air waves and pushed out in all directions.

In the distance, the onlookers covered their mouths and noses and looked at the battlefield ahead with squinted eyes.

I saw a figure, taking dozens of steps back in embarrassment before barely regaining its balance.

On the ground, two ravines were plowed out that were tens of meters long.

The moment they saw this figure clearly, they all took a deep breath.

Because, this rather embarrassed figure was none other than Zeng Gaoming.

At this moment, Zeng Gaoming narrowed his eyes and stared at the smoke and dust in front of him.

Blood spilled from the tiger's mouth on his right hand, and it ticked on the ground.

"Zeng Gaoming! You are so weak, but you still dare to say that you can kill me with just a snap of your fingers?"

Within the smoke and dust, Mu Feng stepped out slowly, his aura as strong as a mountain, as deep as an ocean.

When everyone saw Mu Feng's figure clearly, their pupils shrank.

At this moment, Mu Feng has changed so much.

Two strange wings were seen growing out of Mu Feng's back, one wing was surrounded by colorful flames, and the other wing was condensed with frost.

When Mu Feng stepped forward, colorful flames were burning under his right foot, melting the ground into fiery red magma; blue flames were burning under his left foot, condensing ice crystals on the ground.

At this moment, Mu Feng was like a god of ice and fire, with a rainbow-like aura and extraordinary might.

"What kind of martial arts are you doing?

No, no matter how powerful martial arts are, it is impossible to increase combat power so much!"

Zeng Gaoming's heart trembled, and he stared at Mu Feng who was walking towards him.

At this moment, Mu Feng, who has released two bloodlines, is not weaker than the ninth level of the Life Wheel in terms of momentum and strength.

"You talk too much!"

Mu Feng suddenly became faster. Wherever he passed, flames and frost coexisted, and blazing heat and coldness alternated.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Feng appeared in front of Zeng Gaoming, grabbing the air with both hands, and the colorful flames and the blue flame turned into a fire sword about ten feet long, held in the palm of his hands.

The two swords swept out, plowing out two sword marks dozens of feet long on the ground.

Several disciples from the outer courtyard who were close were cut into two pieces.

The nearest pavilion collapsed.

Zeng Gaoming stepped forward continuously, and after dodging the blow, he also grabbed hold of the void with his hands, and the surging spiritual energy condensed into a spiritual spear.

His cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Fate Wheel Realm, and his spiritual energy has condensed to a terrifying level. Any Xuan-level spiritual weapon is far less powerful than his spiritual energy.

Therefore, a long time ago, Zeng Gaoming no longer used spiritual weapons, but continued to refine his own spiritual essence.

"Take my shot!"

Zeng Gaoming shot back and hit it hard.

Mu Feng raised his swords, placed them horizontally above him, and collided heavily with the spear.

The terrifying power spread, and the ground where he was directly collapsed to a depth of several feet.

Mu Feng thrust out his swords fiercely, Zeng Gaoming grunted, and retreated in embarrassment.

Boom boom boom! Mu Feng held two swords of ice and fire, and the terrifying sword energy intertwined in the void.

As soon as Zeng Gaoming's Lingyuan spear was condensed, it was cut off by Mu Feng's ice and fire swords. The whole person was retreating steadily, and was extremely embarrassed.

Bang bang bang! Zeng Gaoming kept retreating, and after collapsing the pavilions one after another, he barely stopped in the ruins of the pavilions hundreds of meters away.

Silence! There was silence in the outer courtyard. Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

"How can this boy be so strong?

Impossible...absolutely impossible..." Xin Hong's pupils shrank, as if he was shouting madly.

He placed all his hopes on Zeng Gaoming, hoping that Mu Feng would be easily crushed to death by Zeng Gaoming.

But now, the battle is indeed a crushing situation, but it is not Mu Feng who is crushed, but his master Zeng Gaoming.

Dong Ruihao and Jiang Binwei were even more stunned.

Jiang Binwei, in particular, was shaking all over and her hands and feet were cold.

He remembered very clearly that before Mu Feng entered the palace, he almost faced him.

If they really faced each other, he might have died a violent death.

"Mu! Feng!"

The ruins of a pavilion exploded hundreds of meters away, sending countless rubbles flying. Zeng Gaoming jumped up with a ferocious look on his face.

Although his clothes were ragged and his appearance was shabby, the aura in his body was getting stronger and stronger.

Knock, click, click! I saw Zeng Gaoming's rickety body growing taller inch by inch, and there was a crisp sound of dislocated bones in his body.

In an instant, Zeng Gaoming's body suddenly grew more than ten feet tall, like a little giant.

What's even more weird is that all the wrinkles on Zeng Gaoming's face and body have fallen off, making him thirty or forty years younger.

At this moment, Zeng Gaoming was completely transformed, as if he was a different person.

The surging spiritual energy spurted out and lingered around Zeng Gaoming's body, like mist that was constantly flowing backwards.

Mu Feng noticed that the spiritual energy around Zeng Gaoming was no longer white, but red-gold, and his aura became more terrifying.

"I want you to die!"

Zeng Gaoming grabbed the air with his right hand, condensed a red gold spear, and threw it violently into the air.

Tear! The red gold spear pierced the sky, set off a series of aura rings, and instantly arrived in front of Mu Feng.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next