After the Panshan Ancestor landed on the ground, his body was like a stalk of grass, firmly sticking to the ground. The wind from the fists and the mysterious energy were unable to break him.
After coughing out a mouthful of blood, he crouched on the ground in his human form. His speed was extremely fast. With four limbs on the ground, he instantly appeared several hundred meters away.
Chu Feng followed closely behind, his fist imprints and black dagger pointing at the Panshan Ancestor. His attacks never left the Panshan Ancestor's vitals, intending to take the next step. With one fleeing and one chasing, their destructive power was astonishing.
Both of them moved at supersonic speeds, causing the air to explode. Along the way, all the rocks, trees, and everything else that came into contact with their bodies exploded into smithereens. Nothing could stop them.
At this level of speed, it was extremely terrifying. The requirements for one's physique were extremely high, or else their bodies would crack apart. There was no way they could withstand it!
"Boom!"
A ten-meter tall brown boulder was smashed into pieces by the Panshan Ancestor. Rubble flew into the sky as he flew like a missile, destroying everything in its path. His destructive power was terrifying.
He crouched on the ground, sticking close to the ground in an attempt to escape from Chu Feng's close range attack.
However, Chu Feng was like a shadow that had locked onto him. In the end, he leaped forward, the black dagger in his hand stabbing towards the Panshan Ancestor's back.
The scarlet flying dagger circling around the old weasel exploded with a resplendent glow. It was as if the entire mountain peak had been dyed red. It was simply too resplendent.
"Dang!"
The scarlet dagger slammed into the black dagger in Chu Feng's hand, causing the entire area to explode. It was as if a bolt of lightning had descended from the nine heavens, shaking the entire mountain peak.
The power of this flying dagger was too great; it was enough to flatten an entire mountain peak!
If Chu Feng was not a king level entity, how could he have withstood this kind of earth-shattering power? Even if hundreds of ordinary beasts attacked together, they would not be able to withstand a single strike from this flying dagger.
The web between Chu Feng's thumb and forefinger heated up as blood began to seep out. However, he was not angry. Instead, his eyes shone with a brilliant light, filled with incomparable hope.
He was looking forward to the Imperial Sword Technique. If he could kill the Panshan Ancestor, he might be able to obtain his inheritance. At that time, he would be able to control the sword body and sweep away all enemies.
This thing was practically indestructible and could even kill enemies from hundreds of meters away. It was simply too terrifying.
Rumble!
Although the black dagger was blocked, Chu Feng's fist had already landed on the back of the Patriarch. The roar of a tiger shook the heavens as a ferocious tiger pounced downwards.
This was the Tiger Form of Xing Yi Martial Arts. Even an old fist master who had practiced martial arts for a lifetime might not be able to manifest its true form. However, Chu Feng had mastered and mastered it. He had comprehended it thoroughly.
This fist was ferocious and tyrannical. When the White Tiger's true form appeared, it was in charge of killing, shaking the sun and moon. It was extremely berserk.
Old Ancestor Pan Shan was forced into a corner. He flipped his body over, his back sticking to the ground as he flew backwards. Both his hands continuously slapped upwards, dispelling the White Tiger True Form.
Bang bang bang …
The two of them fought fiercely. One was above, constantly throwing punches, while the other was below, flying backwards while sticking close to the ground. The fierce collision caused the wind from their fists to howl, even more deafening than the sound of thunder.
This mountainous region was in ruins after being trampled by the two of them. Many cracks appeared on the ground, and all of the ancient trees had been blasted apart. They seemed extremely weak in front of a king level entity.
Puff!
The old weasel coughed out large mouthfuls of blood. Under such a ferocious attack, he was somewhat unable to withstand it. He flipped his body over and stood upright, roaring repeatedly in a frenzy.
Chu Feng's fists were too heavy. Every time he struck out, a terrifying sonic boom could be heard. Although there was no lightning, it was even more shocking than the sound of thunder.
After breaking through the sound barrier, it was as if the air itself was exploding.
The old weasel was in great danger. He was caught in the middle of Chu Feng's terrifying fists. Although he was ferocious, he was unable to withstand the torrential attacks.
Dong dong dong …
In the midst of this physical battle, the Old Ancestor Pan Shan's mouth and nose were bleeding. He could not hold on any longer and was sent flying like a scarecrow. Blood splattered everywhere as his body trembled uncontrollably.
His entire body was trembling as he tried to dispel Chu Feng's terrifying fists. Even so, he could not withstand it any longer. Cracks appeared on the surface of his body, and he was on the verge of exploding.
"Kill!"
Chu Feng shouted. His fists were boundlessly tyrannical. He was like a demonic god as he pushed forward, suppressing his opponent.
Peng peng peng!
The Old Ancestor Pan Shan was once again sent flying, crashing into a distant mountain wall. Huge rocks rolled down in all directions, and smoke and dust filled the air.
The physique of a king level entity was extremely terrifying. Even though he was heavily injured and was in a life or death situation, the old weasel was still as terrifying as ever. He rushed forward at supersonic speed, shattering all the rocks on his body.
"Die!"
Chu Feng shouted loudly as he struck out with a punch that shook the heavens and the earth. It was accompanied by a thunderous explosion from the Nine Heavens. The air was shaken and dispersed. Its might was unparalleled.
Boom!
The Old Ancestor's body shone as blood seeped out from the cracks on his body. The blood turned into a scarlet mist that enveloped his body as his king level strength surged.
The old weasel's strength skyrocketed. Otherwise, he would have been killed by Chu Feng's fists. This young human king was simply too valiant.
Boom!
The two collided, emitting a blinding light. That was the sound of a mysterious energy rippling outwards. Sand and pebbles flew everywhere, as if a hurricane had swept through the area. Even boulders the size of millstones were blown into the air.
The Mount Pan Ancestor staggered, retreating tens of meters. Large cracks appeared on the ground beneath his feet, and even the ground beneath his feet was cracked open. One could only imagine the terrifying strength he had just encountered.
During the exchange just now, the two swords clashed unceasingly. The clanging sounds were ear-splitting, as if they were about to split the heavens. Killing intent overflowed, and sword light illuminated the entire mountain peak!
Apart from the blood dripping from his shoulder, Chu Feng was unharmed. He had been cut by the scarlet flying sword.
The Old Ancestor's body was riddled with scars, caused by Chu Feng's fists. He was on the verge of exploding, and a bloody mist curled up around him.
He was using a secret technique, using the beast king blood essence to replenish his strength. Otherwise, he would not be able to block Chu Feng.
"I've underestimated you." The Old Ancestor muttered, his eyes cold.
"You asked me to come to Mount Pan to beg for forgiveness, and here I am. But can you bear the consequences?!" Chu Feng pressed forward, his aura growing stronger and stronger.
His figure was tall and slender, yet strong and sturdy. His physique was sparkling and perfect. This was the terrifying physique of a king level entity. Although it looked ethereal, it contained a terrifying amount of power.
Boom!
The battle erupted once again. Chu Feng's fists were even more terrifying, completely suppressing the Old Ancestor. He was sent flying, blood spurting from his nose and mouth.
At the same time, the two swords clashed. The sword light illuminated the entire mountain peak, soaring high into the sky. From afar, it was a terrifying sight. It was as if two peerless sword immortals were fighting for supremacy!
Roar!
The Old Ancestor roared towards the sky. His body glowed, and his blood boiled even more intensely. However, he was still no match for Chu Feng, and was sent crashing into the mountain wall several times.
If not for the scarlet flying sword, he would have long since been beaten to death by Chu Feng!
Even so, he was still able to travel at supersonic speeds. He brought with him a strong gust of wind, leaping across the mountain peak as fast as lightning. He left behind one afterimage after another, destroying everything in his path.
Pfft!
The old weasel's seven orifices were bleeding, and it seemed he was on the verge of death.
Chu Feng closed in, but at this time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He was inexplicably alarmed. Even though his divine instincts had clashed with the other king level entities, he still felt a chill run down his spine. This meant that the situation was too serious.
In the blink of an eye, he once again circulated his special breathing technique and tensed up his body!
From the premonition to the defense, all of this happened in a split second. It was like a flash of lightning passing by in the blink of an eye.
The hair on Chu Feng's body stood on end. He felt a splitting headache, as if something was trying to drill into his brain. His body staggered, and he could no longer stand stably.
In the air, a golden weasel appeared. It wasn't very big, only about half a foot long. It was doing its utmost to drill into Chu Feng's head.
If it wasn't for Chu Feng's high vigilance and frighteningly keen intuition, he would have definitely fallen for the weasel's sneak attack. Even so, he had suffered a terrifying attack.
"Die, I've tolerated you for too long!"
The Mount Pan Ancestor roared. His true body pounced over and attacked frantically. King level essence blood seeped out of his body and burned into a red glow, providing him with mysterious energy.
He attacked Chu Feng with all his might, providing an opportunity for the golden weasel that was formed from psychic energy.
This was an ability he had obtained after severing his second shackle. It was almost like a divine ability. He had once again produced an independent spiritual body, like an avatar hiding in the shadows, ready to pounce on Chu Feng at any time and take over his body.
This was the old weasel's killing move, but it wasn't easy to execute. That was why he had been trying to numb Chu Feng, fighting him to the death, and then suddenly attacking at the critical moment.
Chu Feng had actually been prepared. That was because when he used the Demon Ox Roar, it had shaken the old weasel's spirit. He had been suspicious since then.
He knew that the spiritual power of this lineage was extraordinary, far surpassing that of other races. The fact that the Demon Ox Roar could be used so easily naturally surprised him.
The old weasel had always coveted Chu Feng's king level physique. Once he obtained it, his independent spiritual body would have a place to reside and would have a true body.
At that time, he would obtain Chu Feng's king level physique. It would be equivalent to having two king level physiques, and his strength would increase explosively.
"Kill!"
The Mount Pan Ancestor roared. He frantically activated his spiritual power and the little golden weasel drilled into Chu Feng's head with all its might, wanting nothing more than to occupy it immediately.
"Scram!"
Chu Feng roared. Although he had a splitting headache, he was still clear-headed. He circulated his special breathing technique and spat out snow-white rays of light that resembled lightning.
Roar!
At the same time, he let out a loud roar and used the Demon Ox Fists. This was a type of spiritual attack that could resist the invasion of divine senses.
"How is this possible?" The Mount Pan Ancestor cried out in anger.
He had endured for so long in order to kill Chu Feng at the critical moment and snatch away the king level physique. But now, he discovered that it was as if he was facing a body of copper and bones of steel. He could not drill into the body at all.
If it were any other beast king, they would have long since occupied the king level physique. The old weasel had this kind of confidence. His spiritual power was unparalleled and was not something other beasts could contend against.
But now, he was in big trouble. As Chu Feng circulated his special breathing technique, not only did the mysterious energy within his flesh and blood become more powerful, but even his spirit seemed to be breathing as well and had risen by a large margin.
At this time, Chu Feng was also shocked. This was the first time he felt that his spiritual body could breathe. In a flash, a silvery white flame overflowed from his forehead. It was a blazing spiritual power that seemed capable of incinerating everything in its path.
"Ah …"
The half-foot-long golden weasel fell from the sky and rolled on the ground, howling in agony. Even though it excelled in spiritual power, it was still no match for Chu Feng and was severely injured by the flames.
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