Ouyang Feng was simply a quiet street tiger. Everyone ran away as soon as he arrived. In a flash, there was no one around him. The divine sons ran away and the saintesses screamed. Only he and the old donkey were left on the green grassland in front of Kunlun Lake.
"I haven't even made a move yet, yet you've already begun to flee. You're truly disappointing. Of course, this also reflects my supreme might. I'm very comforted. "
Ouyang Feng had a proud expression on his face. He was as cocky as he could be.
Many people wanted to smash his face open after hearing this. This fellow was too shameless. How could he say such things? If it wasn't for his saliva raining down, who would have dodged?
"Bah, you're just a toad with golden stripes all over your body. Do you think you're a three-legged golden toad?!"
Some people couldn't stand it any longer. They berated Ouyang Feng and looked at him with disgust.
The toad was immediately annoyed and unconvinced. "What do you know? A pure-blooded three-legged golden toad is only a quasi-divine beast. I'm a god, do you understand? I'm destined to become a divine king! "
"Toad, you really deserve to die!"
Another person spoke. He was dripping wet and bristling with anger as he pointed at Ouyang Feng. It was obvious that he had been hit not too long ago.
The reason he was hostile toward Ouyang Feng now was because he was simply deranged just now. He, who was obsessed with cleanliness, had almost gone mad from anger. He was doing his utmost to wipe and rinse himself with water.
He simply hadn't expected that the enemy would spray out a large amount of water when he opened his mouth to speak. It was simply … unbearable. He was so shocked that he stomped his feet and burned with fury.
Ouyang Feng's face immediately darkened, and he said, "How audacious of you. You're just a little divine son, yet you dare to challenge me?!"
This tone made many people speechless. A divine son who had evolved to the visualization realm was one of the best young talents on a planet, but he was actually being looked down upon by Ouyang Feng, calling him a mere divine son.
"A toad yawning. What a big tone!" someone mocked.
Ouyang Feng's expression darkened. "It seems you won't know the might of a divine king if I don't make a move. I'll suppress a few of you today and let the world know of my supreme name."
These were clearly words that deserved a beating, yet he said them in a deadpan manner. He was incomparably solemn as if he really was a young divine king.
"Toad, die!" The divine son who had been sprayed with saliva was the first to rush over and attack decisively. He had had enough of this cocky fellow.
At the same time, there was another divine son who strode forward and was also about to take action. It was the one who had ridiculed the toad's big tone just now. He wanted to seize this opportunity to take him down.
They were extremely afraid of Chu Feng and didn't dare to fight him alone. However, they didn't care about the people around him because they had never heard of them.
On this planet, Chu Feng was the only one with a frightening battle record. The other creatures were currently unknown!
"Boom!"
The toad rushed over and attacked the drenched divine son. Although he was in the form of a toad, he was standing upright. He swung his arms and continuously slapped out divine palms. Dazzling rays of light illuminated the sky.
This scene was a little terrifying, but his move was simple and direct. It was a classic toad palm, slapping forward!
Everyone stared blankly. This toad's bravery was a complete mess. It was half a step into the visualization realm and hadn't truly stepped into it, yet it was able to defeat a powerhouse of this realm.
Pfft …
That divine son, who was a clean freak and covered in saliva, felt as if he had been struck by lightning. In this fierce and valiant confrontation, he was directly shaken until he coughed up large mouthfuls of blood. The web between his thumb and forefinger split open, and his arms spasmed. Then, they cracked and were stained with blood.
The Heavenly Toad Art was exceptionally fierce. This was only a short exchange, but this person had almost exploded!
Bang!
In the end, Ouyang Feng slapped him violently, shaking him until he bled from all seven orifices. His body swayed, and he went completely limp as he fainted.
Ouyang Feng captured him alive and threw him to the old donkey.
Then, he turned around and charged toward the other divine son who wanted to attack but stopped himself.
Ouyang Feng pounced in mid-air. His toad body flowed with golden radiance as he crossed the air like a typical frog jump. He arrived in front of the divine son with a single leap and slapped forward with his palms.
"The Proud Dragon Regrets!"
When Ouyang Feng turned around and pounced back, he was clearly using the toad palm, but he called it the Proud Dragon Regrets. There was no one else with such thick skin.
"Kill!"
That divine son met him head-on. In a split second, he unfolded an extraordinary picture scroll and transformed himself into a roc. That was a heaven-defying divine bird he had visualized.
Unfortunately, this divine son met a tragic end when Ouyang Feng's entire body glowed and various divine birds and sacred beasts appeared behind him.
Ouyang Feng only used a small portion of his picture scroll, but it was all divine birds and sacred beasts, ranging from true dragons to kun pengs. It was boundlessly terrifying as it drowned this area.
Bang!
That divine son coughed up blood as he was suppressed.
In a short moment, Ouyang Feng had captured two divine sons alive and thrown them on the ground. He looked ahead proudly and said, "Is there anyone else? Let's fight to our heart's content today!"
Mount Kunlun was absolutely silent.
A group of divine sons and saintesses were stunned. This was just the beginning, yet two divine sons had already been captured. What was the background of that golden-striped toad? His strength was somewhat demonic!
Later on, Chu Feng was the clearest about how strong Ouyang Feng was. Ouyang Feng was someone who could challenge him and fiercely resist him back then. After tempering himself in Mount Eternal for a period of time, he had naturally become even more powerful.
Most importantly, divine blood flowed within Ouyang Feng's body. He was a true descendant of a divine beast!
"Hee-haw, hee-haw, I asked you to provoke me!" Old Donkey lowered his head to look at the two captives. He lifted his leg and gave each of them a hoof, causing them to wake up from their unconsciousness.
"It hurts. Why do I feel as if my head has been kicked by a donkey? It's about to split open." That drenched divine son was almost sleep-talking. He wasn't awake at all as he spoke these words.
The other divine son was seeing stars and hadn't come back to his senses yet. He said, "That's right. My head also hurts like it's been kicked by a donkey."
In the distance, everyone was speechless. Many divine sons and saintesses had strange expressions on their faces. They were incomparably sympathetic toward the two of them.
"Dammit, you guys are actually discriminating against me. Old Donkey, I'll fight it out with you!" Old Donkey was indignant. He immediately kicked them in the head.
"Ah …"
"Ah!"
The two divine sons screamed miserably. Their heads immediately swelled up and became swollen. Moreover, blood flowed out and they were in an unrecognizable state.
In addition, they saw stars increasingly and almost fainted again. However, the two of them managed to hold on and didn't close their eyes. They stared at the fellow who kicked them with incomparable grief and indignation.
Old Donkey no longer paid attention to them. He turned around and flattered Ouyang Feng, saying, "Let's look at the distinguished figures today. Divine King Ouyang is mighty and elegant!"
Ouyang Feng stood up straight with his toad belly stuck out and his hands behind his back. When he laughed, his mouth stretched to his ears and he looked like he was calmly accepting it.
Dammit! Opposite them, the group of divine sons and saintesses couldn't stand the two of them.
"Among the heroes of the world, who can fight with me?" The toad was incomparably arrogant. His eyes were bulging as he looked up at the sky, leaving everyone with an arrogant chin.
However, even though he was holding his head high, his saliva was splattering everywhere. The mysophobic divine son screamed miserably on the ground as he was drenched all over again.
The other divine son on the ground was also indignant. He was covering his head and face as he couldn't stand it any longer.
"Hmph!"
At this moment, the Deity race's young god snorted coldly and took a step forward. The most powerful divine sons and saintesses beside him also followed along. The aura these people emitted was abnormally terrifying, causing the mountains to tremble.
At this moment, Chu Feng, the black yak, the Manchurian Tiger, and the others also took a step forward and pressed forward without showing any weakness.
At the same time, the Yellow Cattle blew the white conch shell. Amidst the oppressive and desolate whine, it was as if the war horn of the ancient heavens had sounded once again.
The ten almost rotten ships all moved. They obeyed the horn's command and advanced side by side. They swooped forward and confronted the hundreds of divine sons and saintesses from the outer realms led by the Deity race's young god.
At this moment, the large group of visualization-level divine sons from the outer realms trembled with fear. Today's outcome was far beyond their expectations. Originally, they had come to surround and hunt, but who would've thought such a large group of undead creatures would appear?
"Luo Yi, come and fight!" Chu Feng spoke and directly challenged the Deity race's young god.
"You're not qualified!" Luo Yi's expression was cold and detached. He stood there, tall and handsome. His long golden hair danced in the wind, and his entire body stood amidst a glaring ball of light. He was exceptionally heroic!
At the same time, he was also arrogant and conceited. He didn't accept Chu Feng's challenge and was extremely callous. He didn't think there was anyone here who was worthy of him attacking.
"What are you pretending for!?" Without waiting for Chu Feng to speak, the old donkey challenged and said, "Hee-haw, hee-haw, try attacking if you have the guts. I guarantee I won't beat you to death!"
A scholar who has been separated for three days should be looked at in a new light. The spineless old donkey from back then had now been influenced by Ouyang Feng, the black yak, and the others to be rather unyielding. Of course, it was only limited to his mouth for now. If he were to really make a move against the young god, he reckoned he would immediately become terrified.
"Young god, is it? Come here, I'll slap you to death!" Ouyang Feng slanted his eyes and looked at him with an arrogant expression. Then, he pointed at all the divine sons and said, "Everyone, you're all my prey."
This was simply … a group mockery. He was provoking everyone as if he were afraid that there were no enemies in the world.
This immediately triggered public anger, and many people berated him one after another.
At this moment, the big black yak, who was wearing a black suit and had his hair combed back, black sunglasses, and a cigar in his mouth, said very calmly, "Today, I'll say this first. Whether you want to fight as a group or one on one, it's up to you to choose. I'll accompany you to the end!"
Although he had always been very calm, he didn't have the demeanor of a race's powerhouse. Instead, he was more like a gang leader.
But at this moment, his words were indeed rather domineering. He was incomparably certain as he looked down on the many divine sons and saintesses in the outer realms. Even the celestial race's young god was a target of his contempt.
"How dare you bully us brothers. Today, I won't let you off. We'll slowly settle accounts!" said the big black yak in a tyrannical tone.
"That's right. Don't even think of leaving. We'll sell them all later!" The Manchurian Tiger also had a cigar in his mouth at this moment. He glared with his large eyes and sneered there.
Chu Feng discovered that there was nothing for him to do now. This group of brothers was fairly confident that he didn't even need to do anything. They wanted to settle all their enemies.
Behind them, Zhou Quan's blood was boiling. He felt agitated and excited. He had come with the intention of meeting his death, but now he discovered that the situation had already been reversed. Yellow cattle and the big black yak had brought a magnificent army to encircle and annihilate the group of enemies.
In the distance, the Dameng Pure Land descendant, Qin Luoyin, who hadn't stepped forward, revealed an odd expression as she gazed over.
The Deity race's young god opened his mouth and said, "Yin Bo, capture them for me!"
He was still confident and didn't want to take action himself. Instead, he ordered a silver-haired man beside him, named Yin Bo. His strength was extremely powerful and terrifying.
Yin Bo heard this and walked out in large strides with a faint smile.
His figure was tall and straight, and his long silver hair danced in the wind, emitting a radiance. His whole body was surrounded by astonishing energy fluctuations, and his face was full of confidence and coldness.
Even Chu Feng frowned. This person was extremely powerful and was at the peak of the visualization realm. If he advanced another half a step, he would be an evolved being of another level.
Ouyang Feng was rather interested because he sensed that this person was very powerful and wanted to fight with him.
However, the big black yak grabbed him and didn't let him make a move. Seeing that Ouyang Feng was about to open his mouth to object, the big black yak hurriedly covered his mouth and didn't let him open it.
"Brother, rest for a while. This person isn't worth fighting. Oh right, if you really want to talk, go spray that young god in a while! "
Even his own people were afraid and worried that they would be sprayed drenched.
Ouyang Feng glared at him!
The big black yak was very calm. With his hands behind his back and a cigar as thick as a carrot in his mouth, he looked at the silver-haired Yin Bo and said, "Do you want to fight one-on-one or gang up on me? Make your choice. I'll give you a chance!"
His attitude really did have the "demeanor" of an unparalleled expert!
"Heh, you guys don't even seem to have entered the visualization realm, yet you want to fight one-on-one with me? I look down on you! " Yin Bo was extremely arrogant and his face was full of confidence. Naturally, this was intentional. He wanted to look down on everyone and return the favor.
That was because not long ago, Ouyang Feng, the old donkey, and the big black yak were too ostentatious. This made the group of divine sons and saintesses very unhappy.
His current behavior could be considered "returning the favor" and opposing them with equal harshness.
However, the big black yak didn't care about this. With a solemn expression, he said, "You want to fight all of us alone? Are you serious?"
Yin Bo hesitated for a bit. In the end, his silver pupils shone as he nodded and said, "Of course!"
The big black yak said, "Good, you're quite unyielding. Everyone, retreat and leave a wide enough space for him to fight one-on-one against a group of kings!"
Then, he pulled Ouyang Feng and the old donkey along and signaled Chu Feng and the Manchurian Tiger to retreat quickly.
Yellow cattle understood and blew a snow-white magical conch. Immediately, a large rotting ship came forward, and then … Howl, howl, moo — this area completely boiled over.
On that large rotting ship, two to three thousand undead creatures howled and roared as they jumped down together. In an instant, they submerged that area and the silver-haired Yin Bo couldn't be seen anymore.
"Shameless!" Some divine sons couldn't help but cry out after being dumbstruck.
Was there such a challenge? A ship full of powerful undead creatures and thousands of people. This was an army using human wave tactics.
Yin Bo roared furiously. He was extremely angry. His original intention was to fight the big black yak, the Manchurian Tiger, and Ouyang Feng by himself, but in the end … he was now in a tragedy.
"Ah …" he roared furiously.
However, he had just opened his mouth when thousands of claws grabbed at him. They were all very powerful and glowing. After all, they were geniuses from the demon race who had once charged into Mount Eternal even though they had all failed in the end.
Yellow cattle and Ouyang Feng's current trial could still be considered successful. They could summon undead creatures whose strength wasn't higher than their own. This also meant that there were visualization-level undead creatures in the undead army.
Such a large group of undead creatures didn't fear death at all. Naturally, they were like dumplings as they submerged the area with a crackling sound.
"Ah …" Yin Bo roared furiously and did his best to resist.
But not long after, he was almost torn to shreds. He was firmly grabbed by a group of undead creatures and beaten until all the bones in his body were broken. Then, he was carried back and thrown at the feet of the big black yak, Chu Feng, and the others.
"So weak. Next, do you want to fight one-on-one or gang up on me?" The big black yak had a cigar in his mouth. He was very calm and collected as he made sarcastic remarks and asked the people opposite him.
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