Although everyone understood it, they couldn't believe it. After all, it was possible to take over this magic knife with just one flesh palm. You can imagine how difficult it was.
From this, it can be reflected that Tang Feng's skill at this time has greatly improved, and it is far from what it was yesterday.
As the person involved, Feilong knew better than anyone else that it was impossible for the other party to grab his knife with bare hands yesterday, but now...
"I can't believe it, I really can't believe that your skill has improved so much in such a time!" Feilong was stunned for a long time and then gritted his teeth and shouted coldly. At the same time, his wrist suddenly exploded with power, using his Full Moon Demon Sword.
Withdrew it.
Tang Feng had no intention of holding on to the magic knife all the time. He took advantage of the situation and let go. With a faint smile, he slowly got out of bed, with a calm look on his face the whole time.
In fact, as Fei Long said, Tang Feng's strength has improved by leaps and bounds since he refined the Kirin True Blood and completely refined the Dragon True Blood.
Although his realm is still stuck at Half-Step Martial King and has not broken through, his divine art has now been unlocked and lit up more than 1,800 times.
Coupled with the transformation of the physical body by the true blood of Kirin and the true blood of Shenlong, now, his combat effectiveness has reached a terrifying level based on the strength of the physical body alone.
Even Tang Feng himself didn't know how powerful he had become at this time!
Although Feilong withdrew his magic sword, he did not dare to take action rashly at this moment. In fact, he had already begun to think about retreating.
It's just that Master White Dragon King's great revenge has not yet been avenged, so he still stands there bravely.
Tang Feng had already stood up, raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly and said: "I never expected that you had already left, but unexpectedly you turned back halfway and deliberately planned to kill me."
Feilong just snorted coldly and did not answer.
Tang Feng sighed slightly and continued: "I originally thought that after going through the sword debate at Mount Huashan, you would be able to look past it and let go of your hatred. But now it seems that I have thought too much."
Feilong Wuzi snorted coldly: "Put down your hatred? Not to mention that the death of my master, the White Dragon King, was related to you. Feilong, a proud man of his generation, also lost his reputation because of you. Do you think I can tolerate it?"
After hearing this, Chen Haoran couldn't help but said: "You have lost your reputation in the swordsmanship in Huashan and can't gain a foothold in the world. It's all your own fault. You can't blame my elder brother!"
Feilong grinned and said sternly: "I admit that I openly quit the Dragon Group, which is indeed against the moral principles of the world, but don't forget, if you Tang Longci hadn't stepped in midway, what would I have done?"
He almost shouted these words, and the veins on his neck popped out one after another, and there was something indescribable, ferocious and terrifying.
However, Tang Feng still looked calm and said, "In that case, why don't you join forces with Ling Xuzi and join the Jiuji Sect to deal with me together?"
"Join the Jiuji Sect?"
Feilong couldn't help snorting, his face was full of arrogance, and then shouted: "Although Jiujimen is powerful, I have always had the ambition of Feilong in the sky, and I am a born king leader. You want me to surrender like a dog."
I can't surrender to the Jiuji Sect yet."
Tang Feng nodded, indicating that he understood that Feilong had always been proud and arrogant and refused to succumb to others. He was born with the aura of a king.
Tang Feng had no doubt that if he had not appeared or if he had not joined the Dragon Group, the Flying Dragon Envoy would not have gradually walked towards the path of evil.
Even the position of the next Ancestral Dragon may be inherited by him.
Thinking of this, Tang Feng shook his head and sighed secretly, and said: "The matter has come to an end. It is useless to say more. Seeing that you still have some guts, I will give you a chance."
The flying dragon envoy immediately frowned and said: "One chance, what chance?"
Tang Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said: "If you have a chance to kill me, I won't fight back. If you can't kill me, then you will have no choice but to die!"
Feilong stopped talking nonsense and was too lazy to say a word. He immediately clenched the magic knife with both hands, and the scarlet Xuan Yuan in his body immediately surged.
There is no doubt that he knows very well in his heart that the opponent's skill has greatly increased and he only has this one chance. If he fails, if this blow fails to kill the opponent, then he will be the one who dies.
All the violent Xuanyuan was released. Not only was Feilong's face twisted and blood-red, but even his eyes had turned blood-red.
"Three ultimate kills of bloodthirsty, ghost and god kill!" With a roar, Feilong suddenly jumped up high, and then slashed down with a thunderous sword.
This knife holder had a majestic impact, and just because a few traces of knife energy seeped out, the thatched house collapsed on the spot.
In an instant, the knife had reached Tang Feng's head. However, at this moment, Tang Feng was still standing upright, still standing there with his hands behind his back, not even looking at the knife above his head.
But at this time, streams of divine fire surged out of Tang Feng's body, forming a shield.
The blood-colored magic knife, carrying a violent impact, struck the shield with one strike, and suddenly a harsh golden sound erupted.
The divine fire shield only shook, but it remained motionless. The magic knife slashed on it, leaving not even a trace, let alone damaging Tang Feng's body.
When Feilong saw this, he was dumbfounded, stared and exclaimed: "How is this possible!"
He was so horrified that even his body trembled. After all, the power of his sword was difficult for even a third-level Martial King to deal with calmly.
But the guy in front of him not only didn't fight back, he just released a flame shield, but he couldn't even break it. This kind of strength was completely different from yesterday.
However, although he was shocked, Feilong's reaction was not slow, and he retreated without any hesitation, because he already understood deeply that with his own strength at the moment, let alone killing the opponent, he would not even get a hair on the opponent, and he would only be injured at all.
Less than.
"You know how to escape now?" Tang Feng sneered, suddenly clenched his fist, and then punched out.
Although it was just a golden dragon fist, it carried a surging impact and swallowed Fei Long whole in just an instant.
"Damn it, the Xuan Dan comes out!" Feilong knew that he could not resist the power of this punch, so he immediately used the Xuan Dan, then held the knife with both hands and performed the third move of Tiandao Kill.
Dragon Fist rushed towards him, and with just one punch, his sword energy was completely broken on the spot.
Tang Feng still stood there, punched out again, and rushed towards the opponent. The power of this punch was even more powerful than the previous one.
Seeing the Dragon Fist coming back, Feilong looked horrified at this moment. He finally felt that death was approaching. His expression became fierce, and his hands suddenly connected in seals. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Damn it, since you want my life, then...
perish together!"
Following the movement of his handprints, the Xuandan suspended above his head suddenly rushed out and charged towards Tang Feng.
When Chen Haoran saw this, he quickly yelled: "No, big brother, retreat quickly, he will explode the Xuandan and die with you!"
