Chapter 1185
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"Peng!" Like a black firework exploding in the night sky, Tang Ao's arrow blasted the Flood Dragon Person monster into a black fog that filled the sky. Soon after, the black mist slowly gathered together once more. Not long after, the black mist transformed back into the appearance of the cultivator it had first appeared in. However, this martial artist was already dead, and his death was extremely miserable.
After Tang Ao showed his prowess and killed a flood dragon monster, Tang Ao didn't even have the time to rejoice before he thought, "Not good." Sure enough, just as this thought flashed through Tang Ao's mind, a martial artist from the Ninth Floor of Linghai Jing flew toward Tang Ao. "Friend, your divine weapon is not bad. It would be such a waste for it to be in your hands. Why don't you sell it to me?"
Zheng Fengyu said he would sell it, but his hand was already grabbing toward Tang Ao's Primordial Sacred Sky Bow. However, before Zheng Fengyu could grab the Primordial Sacred Sky Bow, his hand was knocked back by a cane. "Zheng family's brat, first come, first served. I have my eyes on this bow. Little friend, name your price."
A skinny martial artist wearing linen clothes and a bamboo hat appeared like a ghost in front of Tang Ao. Although he didn't try to rob it like Zheng Fengyu, the aura on his body locked onto Tang Ao. Moreover, this aura had a vague oppressive feeling. If Tang Ao was only a normal fourth level Sea of Souls Realm warrior, he would have already been pressed down by this horrifying aura.
"Piss off!" This person used his aura to oppress Tang Ao. If Tang Ao treated him nicely, then Tang Ao wouldn't be Tang Ao anymore. This elder in linen clothes was at the third level of Life and Death Realm. After Tang Ao told him to piss off, he was dazed for a second. Obviously, he didn't expect a fourth level Sea of Souls Realm brat to be so rude to him.
"Bastard, this old man will teach you how to respect your elders!" As the old man spoke, he reached out to grab Tang Ao. However, just as he stretched out his hand, there was a flash of lightning in front of him. Then, Tang Ao, who had been enveloped by his aura, was already 300 feet away. After dodging the old man's attack, Tang Ao did not stop and immediately brought Chu Xuehan away.
Unlike the others, Tang Ao did not have many thoughts about the Fiery Demon Bear King. Compared to the Fiery Demonic Bear King, Tang Ao obviously wanted to find the Spirit Ice Fruit Forest more. However, it was not that easy for Tang Ao to leave. A handsome warrior in white robes suddenly appeared in front of Tang Ao. Moreover, this person did not waste any words. As he intercepted Tang Ao, he swept out with his spear, forcing Tang Ao back.
"Tang Ao, be careful. This is Li Chenfeng of the Lightning Temple. He is very powerful." Seeing the white-robed youth, Chu Xuehan cautiously reminded Tang Ao.
Even if Chu Xuehan did not say anything, Tang Ao knew that this Li Chenfeng was not easy to deal with. Tang Ao was only at the fourth level of the Sea of Souls Realm, but this Li Chenfeng was at the sixth level of the Life and Death Realm. Just now, Tang Ao had dodged Li Chenfeng's attack in time. However, right now, Tang Ao still felt a stinging pain on his face. It was caused by Li Chenfeng's silver spear.
"I am not interested in that bow of yours. Give me the Heavenly Star Art, and I will not make things difficult for you." Although Li Chenfeng's tone was calm, a hint of passion flashed through his eyes. Although he was not the Lightning Temple's disciple with the surname Lei, he had also trained in the Five Thunder Art. After training in the Five Thunder Art, he naturally knew how powerful it was. It was rumored that the second half of the Five Thunder Art was with Tang Ao. He was worried that he would not be able to find Tang Ao, but he did not expect to run into him here.
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