Niu Feng gritted his teeth and persisted, his horns shrouded in black mist.
"Hold it to me, one breath is enough."
He shouted loudly, turned around and fled to the left.
"Click."
The abandoned shield was torn apart by the sword light in the sky, turning into aftermath waves that rippled around.
Suning raised his brows slightly and praised without hesitation: "Amazing, he is worthy of being a late-stage fourteenth-level true immortal, a talented disciple of the Barbarian Bull lineage."
"I just don't know how many attacks you can withstand?"
"Can three moves work?"
On purpose, Suning generously pointed out the weak point of the light shield produced by the group demon body protection technique and said: "Yes, the flaw you are looking for is indeed here. It can probably withstand two external impacts."
"After two times, you and I will bear the backlash of the power of the demons together."
"Don't be afraid. In terms of real realm, you are higher than me. Relatively speaking, it will be easier for you."
Niu Feng shut up and said nothing, his face showing ferociousness.
He half-bowed and looked straight ahead, his eyes replaced by scarlet, showing a violent and crazy look.
"Giggle."
The bones all over his body were dislocated and twisted, and the horns on his forehead gathered the faint power of thunder and lightning.
No one moved, but pressure came one after another.
It was a majestic aura that was far superior to the previous ones, comparable to the Great Perfection of the Fourteenth Grade True Immortal.
"Hey, this is..."
Suning used his mind to observe, and secretly said in shock: "Are you planning to turn into a demon?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was no fire in the square inch of void where Niu Feng was, and he spontaneously ignited.
There was lightning and thunder but no rain, and raging flames burned through the sky.
"Moo."
Under the light of the fire, a green bull soared into the clouds, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
It ran unscrupulously in the sky, locking onto Suning, who was as small as the gravel of the Ganges River below. It spoke human words and said sarcastically: "To deal with you, I don't want to touch the demon body."
"Because you are only at the 10th level of True Immortal, and you are not worthy of me offering the biggest bargaining chip besides merging the natal immortal weapon."
"I want to save your life, and for the sake of Demon Lord Tuque, I will be lenient with you."
"But you just don't know what to do and don't know how to cherish it."
"If you insist on forcing me, force me to cut you into pieces and dissipate into the three realms from now on."
"Suning..."
Roaring hysterically, the green bull raised its hooves and roared, its tail sweeping along.
"boom."
In the second attack, there were no fancy sealing techniques, only the overwhelming power that Niu Feng used his demon body to sweep out.
A blow hit the weak point of the light shield outside Suning's body, dimming the shadows of the monsters kneeling in all directions.
But this time, Niu Feng no longer gave Suning a chance to fight back.
With one successful attack, he instantly merged into the cracks in the void burned by the fire, leaving no trace behind.
Suning's expression was calm, and his right hand behind him formed a sword, with the sword's light pointing upward.
He was waiting for Niu Feng's third most critical attack.
The moment the demonic protective shield breaks, both sides will surely suffer the backlash from the demonic power.
At that time, it will be the perfect opportunity for him to use the secret technique not taught by the martial arts palace, Gu Changxiao's own unique immortal technique "Ten Thousand Swords Cut".
"Come on, let me see which one is better, the demonic body of your Barbarian Bull lineage, or the top-notch Martial Arts Immortal Technique of mine."
Holding his breath and concentrating, Suning poured all his demon power into the palm of his right hand.
Until the green bull reappears, until the same move is repeated.
When the cow's tail was swept out, Suning raised the knife and lowered it.
