From the situation of the black-skinned otherworldly martial artists, their average strength was higher than that of the Wargod Continent's martial artists. The only reason they had lost was because they had run into unique individuals like Du Feng and Kenji. Even Qiao Fu had lost an arm. If it had been a normal martial artist, they definitely wouldn't have been able to survive.
As the leader of the black-skinned otherworldly martial artists, his strength was definitely not weak. After all, Du Feng hadn't broken through to the Ultimate Emperor Realm yet. Kenji was afraid that he wouldn't be able to handle it alone.
At this point, Du Feng had already descended over a thousand meters, but he still hadn't found the leader of the otherworldly martial artists. The temperature here was already very high. If it weren't for the fact that Du Feng could play with fire, he wouldn't have been able to endure it with just his physical strength. If the leader of the otherworldly martial artists dared to continue down, it meant that his body could endure even higher temperatures.
This wasn't good for Du Feng at all. The higher the tolerance level of the otherworldly martial artist, the stronger he was.
"He shouldn't be far."
He hadn't expected that the black-skinned captive would take the initiative to speak to Du Feng. Based on his judgment, the leader was probably not far ahead. This was because the current depth was already the limit of what he could endure. Even a person who could melt swords could do it.
Their leader was a bit stronger, and in order to melt swords better, he would definitely go deeper, but he wouldn't go too deep. After all, that would endanger his own life.
Oh! This caused Du Feng to be somewhat shocked. A captive had actually become so self-aware that he would take the initiative to betray his leader. Logically speaking, it was about time they met. Du Feng became even more cautious. His gaze swept across the flames, just in case.
In this kind of environment, he could no longer use his divine sense. He could only rely on his eyes to see. However, the flashing flames were extremely blinding. If he looked at them for too long, he would tear up. Du Feng didn't dare to relax at all. Even if his eyes hurt, he didn't care.
As time passed, Du Feng continued to descend, but the temperature around him continued to rise. Why hadn't he found the black-skinned leader of the otherworldly warriors? Could it be that he hadn't come here? Impossible, Du Feng immediately denied this idea.
No one would miss out on the chance to quickly break through to the Sky Human Realm in the Zone of Chaos. There was only one possibility, and that was that the other party's strength was greater than he had imagined, and they had gone even deeper.
The surrounding temperature was rising higher and higher. Even with the protection of the Star Flame and the Phoenix Clan's Undying Flame, it was starting to become difficult for them to keep up. Previously, Du Feng was having a great time absorbing Essence Energy. But now, he was having a hard time. The heat that couldn't be absorbed seeped in. It was as if he was suffocating in a pressure cooker, causing him to sweat profusely.
A drop of sweat slid down from his forehead to the corner of his eye, and then slowly seeped in, irritating Du Feng's eyes. As a martial artist, he would normally not sweat like this. Now that the sweat had entered his eyes, he was indeed not used to it. At this moment, a red shadow flashed by.
Oh no! Du Feng instinctively shrunk his neck, barely dodging the other party's sneak attack. The black-skinned martial artist's biggest characteristic was that his skin was very dark. In a red environment, he should have been very conspicuous. Why did he turn red? It was too similar to the color of his surroundings.
Du Feng had stayed in such an environment for a long time, and his eyes were already somewhat uncomfortable. This sneak attack was too brilliant. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't dodge, his neck would have been severely injured.
"You're courting death!"
The Riding Dragon Sword was instantly drawn, and he charged at the other party. At the same time, Du Feng already understood why the black-skinned martial artist's leader had turned red. The quality of his body was very close to that of metal. This was the same principle as an iron rod being burned in a furnace for a long time. He wasn't wearing red clothes, nor was his body changing color. Rather, he had been burned red.
He had really gone all out, going so deep that he had burned himself red. Even a black-skinned martial artist would feel very uncomfortable after being burned to such a state. In order to better fuse with the swordsman and better absorb the molten iron, he had been very ruthless.
"Puchi!"
Things were somewhat out of Du Feng's expectations. His sword had actually pierced through the other party's body. What was going on? Could it be that their leader only had this little strength? Or was it because the Riding Dragon Sword was too sharp?
No, the otherworldly martial artist's leader didn't fall after being pierced by the sword. Instead, he pounced at Du Feng. A burning arm hugged him, and then his whole body stuck to him. With a sizzling sound, white smoke rose from the white porcelain bone armor.
Damn, this was too much. Du Feng now understood that the other party wanted to burn him to death.
The black-skinned martial artist's physique was like metal, and the characteristic of their technique was that they would soften under high temperatures. But there was another characteristic, and that was that they would be more malleable when they were soft. When Du Feng's sword stabbed over, it had pierced through his body. But after the sword was pulled out, the wound immediately healed. Softened metals had this ability, and they could fuse together at any time.
In that case, those swordsmen had also been melted by him. The swordsmen in the Riding Dragon Sword thought of their companions being killed, and automatically flew out from Du Feng's hand. Toward the black-skinned martial artist's leader, he continuously attacked at a high frequency. It was as if he was slicing a potato. Every inch of his body was sliced off.
Du Feng was hugged by the other party, and the True Essence in his body surged, trying to shake him off. But the man's arms were like two thick steel bars, and they had a certain degree of ductility. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break them. The Riding Dragon Sword attacked him countless times, but it didn't have much effect.
The white porcelain bone armor was getting thinner and thinner, and the situation was very urgent. Once the white porcelain bone armor was burned through, Du Feng's life would be in danger.
"Swish!"
At this moment, a white light flashed, and Kenji finally arrived. He gathered a sword aura and was about to attack the otherworldly martial artist's leader. At this moment, there was a loud bang behind him.
As the saying goes, when it rains, it pours. His second sword servant, which was the eggshell that wrapped Little Purple, exploded. The explosion was very dangerous, and the fragments directly threatened Kenji's safety, so he had to go back to defend.
"Damn it!"
Because he wasn't far away, Du Feng also saw everything. He secretly cursed. In the end, the thing that he didn't want to see the most still happened. Little Purple turned out to be a traitor, and a spy for the black-skinned martial artist. She was simply too good at acting. From not breaking through Cultivation at the beginning, to the cowardice and fear she showed when she met the trumpet-man and the drum man, it was all fake.
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