Zhao Feng felt as if his attack had sunk into a vast five-colored ocean and was being buffered and rotated.
In his vision, the five-colored whirlpool twisted and turned, and it seemed to boil.
It was obvious that Zhao Feng's mutated Blood Devil Sun bloodline wasn't so easy to deal with.
Weng ~ ~ Shua!
The two powers clashed in the air for a breath or two, and the five-colored whirlpool in Xin Wuheng's hand suddenly started to shake and spin.
"Lightning Wings Flying Technique!"
The Water Lightning Wings on Zhao Feng's back fluttered, and he flashed above Xin Wuheng.
Boom!
A roaring wave of five-colored light engulfed everything in a radius of several dozen feet where Zhao Feng had vanished, turning everything into nothingness.
The terrifying five-elemental backlash made everyone's hearts shake.
At the same time, everyone was surprised by Zhao Feng's reaction speed.
Otherwise, the backlash would have been able to severely injure Domain-level Kings.
"Foresight?"
Xin Wuheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his body shook slightly. However, he was completely unharmed.
The two were safe in the first exchange, but it was already a bit dangerous.
The difference was that Zhao Feng attacked first, and his Soul Dao Domain formed the first round of attacks. His body and bloodline instantly exploded, making it hard to defend against.
Zhao Feng seemed to have the upper hand, but Xin Wuheng's counterattack was also extremely shocking.
"Peng!"
Zhao Feng punched out a second time, and he dove down from the sky. His ancient green shoes gave off a green light, and his wings flapped.
At this instant, Zhao Feng's silver-blue body seemed to grow a bit taller.
An invisible physical force crushed down, and before it even arrived, it caused one's blood to feel numb.
Boom!
The instant Zhao Feng dove down, his entire body was bathed in a layer of flames, and he was like a God of War with lightning wings and flames.
In this attack, Zhao Feng's speed, power, and bloodline had all reached the extreme.
Furthermore.
Zhao Feng used the Lightning Wings Flying Escape Art to launch a sudden attack, suppressing his opponent and seizing the initiative.
Xin Wuheng's expression froze. That youth's attack was clumsy, using brute force to suppress others.
His concept was profound, but under the most primitive explosion of his body and bloodline, his hands and feet were tied.
Whoosh!
That terrifying physique and bloodline enveloped him, and it was accompanied by an extremely condensed and powerful Soul Dao Domain.
Even someone as strong as Xin Wuheng's mind was slightly shaken, affected by the disturbance.
It was clear that the youth's concept and vision had reached an unimaginable level.
"The softest thing in the world is water!"
Xin Wuheng had nowhere to hide. He bent his legs and waved his hands in the air, pushing out a whirling water ripple. The shadow of a bottomless pond was vaguely projected from it.
Xin Wuheng!
Zhao Feng felt his powerful physique and bloodline explode. He was like a strong man meeting a gentle and quiet beauty, unable to exert any strength.
The power of his move was like a volcano. Adding on the initiative of the lightning attack, he had the advantage.
However.
Xin Wuheng's defense was very simple — using softness to overcome hardness.
Zhao Feng's physique was extremely domineering, and his bloodline leaned towards the fire element. It was strong and domineering, burning and exploding.
However, Xin Wuheng's profound Water power Upanishad and Domain had subdued and broken this fierce Yang energy.
Peng peng!
The two figures instantly separated in the air.
As Zhao Feng flew backwards, he somersaulted in the air and landed on the other side of the tomb. He smiled lightly, "Xin Wuheng, it's been a long time since we last fought. It feels pretty good."
Ever since the "Pursuit of Death," Zhao Feng had not met a true opponent.
This time, after a short clash, he found the burning desire to fight in the depths of his body.
Thump!
Thump! Xin Wuheng took two steady steps back. He felt as if part of the energy and blood in his body had been sucked away by Zhao Feng during the clash.
So.
Zhao Feng and Xin Wuheng had clashed at close range just now.
Close combat was what Xin Wuheng was good at and liked.
However, he didn't expect that his opponent's bloodline power would be so strange that it could absorb the energy and blood of others.
This kind of ability was simply difficult to deal with, and it was even extremely disgusting.
"Who exactly are you?"
Xin Wuheng's eyes were like torches as he stared at Zhao Feng.
The more they fought, the more he felt that this young man was very familiar.
The other party's words proved that they had met before.
However, Xin Wuheng wasn't sure about this person's identity.
Whether it was appearance, aura, or cultivation technique, it was hard for him to find someone like this.
Furthermore, the body-strengthening technique that Zhao Feng cultivated wasn't very common.
In the underground tomb.
The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun were puzzled as they watched this scene.
The purple-haired youth in front of them was weird and mysterious. He knew Xin Wuheng and didn't show any fear.
"Even Xin Wuheng can't see through this brat?"
The yellow-robed middle-aged King and the other two Kings felt troubled.
In everyone's eyes, Xin Wuheng was an unfathomable person, and he had the aura of a Grandmaster.
But now, a mysterious youth that could fight against Xin Wuheng had appeared.
They were certain.
The two had met and even fought before.
"Hehe, you managed to defeat Xin Wuheng in ten moves. I hope that you'll give me an even bigger surprise next time."
The purple-haired youth in the air flapped his wings and disappeared. Whoosh!
Whoosh!
A silver-and-purple light flashed and disappeared from the tomb with Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng.
The lightning fast speed and the perfect teamwork caused the crowd to be unable to react in time.
What a fast spatial technique!
Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng were nowhere to be seen.
"He couldn't defeat Xin Wuheng in ten moves?"
The remaining people looked at each other and became even more wary of the unfathomable Purple-Haired Demonic Duo.
"Xin Wuheng, you know that bastard?"
"Why aren't you stopping those two bastards?"
The yellow-robed middle-aged King and the other two Kings all spoke.
"So, it's him …."
Xin Wuheng looked in the direction that Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng had disappeared in and murmured to himself.
Slowly, a memory that had been sealed for a long time appeared in his mind.
It came from his youth in Sun Feather City, when the Sacred True Dragon Gathering was at its peak.
In his memory, there was a youth that rose like a shooting star and created lotuses with each step he took.
"But how did he become like this?"
Xin Wuheng couldn't help but think.
With his knowledge and the memories from his previous life, it wasn't hard for him to guess techniques like stealing someone else's body and reviving from a drop of blood.
"Does he still have an eye-bloodline that he hasn't used yet?"
Xin Wuheng asked.
"That's right."
The yellow-robed middle-aged King and the other two Kings instantly remembered a shocking scene.
Before, that youth's eye-bloodline had once controlled the River Devouring Kun.
"Indeed, he has an eye-bloodline."
The Eighth Prince nodded his head.
Back in the Duke's Palace, when Zhao Feng awakened the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly, he had used his left eye-bloodline for a short while.
"That's what he specializes in and is most terrifying in. I didn't think that he would also cultivate a profound body-strengthening technique. "
Xin Wuheng had a complex expression.
He wouldn't judge Zhao Feng with a simple Great Origin Core Realm.
When they clashed, he felt that Zhao Feng's Intent had very likely reached the level of an Emperor.
In other words.
Zhao Feng's current cultivation was due to him stealing someone else's body, so it was impossible to estimate how strong he was before he took over the body.
"We're letting them go just like that?"
The red-robed youth was slightly unwilling.
"We can't catch up."
Xin Wuheng shrugged his shoulders.
In the sky:
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng sat on an old flaming chariot that was very eye-catching.
Both of them specialized in flying, and their speed was extraordinary. Adding on the fact that this flaming chariot came from the Heaven's Legacy Race, they didn't have to worry about the pursuers at all.
"Zhao Feng, I thought you would have a big fight. I didn't think you would suddenly retreat."
Nan Gongsheng was slightly regretful.
He was looking forward to the battle between Zhao Feng and Xin Wuheng. It was a pleasing sight, and he would be able to learn a lot from it.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng had the upper hand in the clash just now.
"Xin Wuheng specializes in defense and dispersal. His True Yuan was suppressed to the half-step King level just now. Otherwise, even if we teamed up, we might not be able to beat him. "
Zhao Feng said.
Hearing that, Nan Gongsheng's heart shook.
Zhao Feng knew that Xin Wuheng liked to suppress his cultivation to the same level as his opponent.
In the short fight just now, although Xin Wuheng had used his domain and Intent to the maximum, he wasn't able to suppress Zhao Feng in terms of True Yuan at all.
Luckily, although Xin Wuheng specialized in defense and dispersal, speed wasn't his forte.
Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng could leave if they wanted to. No one could stop them.
Several days later:
Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng landed on a cliff.
"The aura of the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon is getting closer and closer …."
Zhao Feng looked into the distance.
Both of them had been following the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon on the way, whether they were robbing or resting.
Their luck wasn't bad, and they managed to steal a lot of useful resources.
Zhao Feng and Nan Gongsheng were determined to follow the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon. This dragon seemed to be able to bring them luck.
Miao miao!
The little thieving cat tossed a few bronze coins into the air and looked in the direction of the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon's tracks.
On the cliff:
Nan Gongsheng was wearing the Cloud Silkworm Silk Robe, and it glowed with a green light.
Zhao Feng knew that the main material of this robe was the silk of Duke Nanfeng's Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly.
Although this robe was light, it was impervious to fire and water, and it was immune to all five elements.
With this robe, Nan Gongsheng's survivability and defense would increase dramatically.
Zhao Feng had the Ice Imperial Spear and the Sacred Lightning Body, so the Cloud Silkworm Silk Robe wasn't very useful to him.
At the current stage:
Zhao Feng was most interested in Dao of the Soul treasures and top-tier resources that could strengthen the body.
However, after the battle in the underground tomb, Zhao Feng had finally obtained a Dao of the Soul treasure – the Soul Suppressing Stone!
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng took out the purple-and-black Soul Suppressing Stone and touched it.
At that instant, a shocking aura of a Yin Fiendish Soul was unleashed, causing the nearby creatures to tremble in fear.
Normal Kings probably wouldn't even dare to approach the Soul Suppressing Stone.
In order to avoid being affected, Nan Gongsheng had to pull away from Zhao Feng.
On the other hand, the little thieving cat sat next to its owner and blinked its black eyes. It didn't seem to be affected at all.
"Although the Yin Soul power contained within the Soul Suppressing Stone is extremely evil, it can still be absorbed after being refined by my God Tribulation Lightning."
Excitement and anticipation appeared in Zhao Feng's heart.
The Soul Suppressing Stone was a soul path treasure, it was definitely enough to help him recover his Monarch Will!
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