Immortal Wind City …
After returning from the Mystic Ice Valley, they returned to Immortal Wind City.
Feng Wuchen and his group were having a meal in a restaurant in the city to celebrate Liu Qingyang's breakthrough to the Heaven Monarch Realm.
"After returning, I will immediately enter seclusion and break through to the Heaven God Realm as soon as possible. I will strive to surpass Xiaoxiao!" Liu Qingyang said confidently as he took big bites of meat.
"En, not bad." Feng Wuchen smiled and nodded.
"Big Brother Liu, Xiaoxiao is about to break through to the late-stage of the Heaven Monarch Realm. We just broke through to the early-stage of the Heaven Monarch Realm." Miao Qingqing rolled her eyes.
Glancing at Ling Xiaoxiao, Liu Qingyang swallowed the meat in his mouth and said seriously, "Xiaoxiao, after returning, play with Big Brother Feng more. I will definitely surpass you!"
"Pfff!"
Beidou Yan, who was drinking, immediately spat it out.
"Is this why you are so confident that you will surpass Xiaoxiao?" Beidou Yan looked at Liu Qingyang and asked.
"Haha!" The Dragon Emperor and the others couldn't help but laugh.
"After returning, I will break through to the late-stage of the Heaven Monarch Realm. Let's see how you will surpass me." Ling Xiaoxiao raised her head and smiled confidently.
"Just cultivating is not enough. Otherwise, only cultivation will increase, but combat strength will not catch up. You have to fight more often to improve faster." Feng Wuchen chuckled.
"Alliance Leader is right! Just cultivating is not enough. You have to fight! "Yi Tianqing agreed.
"Hurry up and eat. After eating and drinking, we will return to the Dragon God Palace and seize the time to cultivate." Feng Wuchen smiled.
After cultivating in the Mystic Ice Valley for a few days, Feng Wuchen's cultivation had improved a lot with the help of the Thousand-Year-Old Ice Soul. However, he was still a distance away from breaking through.
Just as Feng Wuchen and the others were wolfing down their food, the sound of fighting suddenly came from outside the restaurant.
"Big Brother Feng, there are people fighting outside. Are you not going to take a look?" Liu Qingyang asked as if he wanted to join in the fun.
"It's just the Heaven Monarch Realm. What's there to see?" Lin You shrugged.
"Brother Feng, this aura is a little familiar. It seems to be Su Xiangyang's aura," Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly said, but she was not sure.
"Su Xiangyang?" The Dragon Emperor and the others looked at Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao in confusion.
Feng Wuchen nodded and said, "It is indeed Su Xiangyang's aura. He is at the middle-stage of the Heaven Monarch Realm. Let's go out and take a look."
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz!"
On the street outside, two people were engaged in an intense hand-to-hand battle. Their fists and feet fiercely collided, and the powerful force shook the street until it exploded. The buildings on both sides of the street were shaken by the powerful force of the two people.
One of the two people fighting fiercely was Su Xiangyang.
However, Su Xiangyang's strength was far inferior to his opponent, and he was completely at a disadvantage.
"Brother Feng, it's really Su Xiangyang. His opponent is even stronger than Su Xiangyang. He is at the late-stage of the Heaven Monarch Realm," Ling Xiaoxiao said.
"For a middle-stage Heaven Monarch to be able to contend with a late-stage Heaven Monarch, his strength is already very good. Su Xiangyang's strength is also very special. In his continent, he is known as the War God." Feng Wuchen nodded and smiled.
"War God?" Liu Qingyang and the others looked at him in surprise.
The intense battle attracted many cultivators to watch.
Su Xiangyang and his opponent fought from the city to the sky. They clashed with all their strength, and the terrifying collision force continued.
"Brother Feng, Su Xiangyang won't be able to hold on for long. Brother Feng has to help him." Ling Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, worried about Su Xiangyang's safety.
As the battle went on, Su Xiangyang's Heaven Origin Energy was greatly depleted, and his injuries were serious. He was already unable to withstand his opponent's fierce attacks.
"Su Xiangyang, it's over!" The burly man shouted coldly and fiercely blasted a palm across the sky. A terrifying blue palm print burst out with majestic aura.
"Hmph!" Su Xiangyang snorted coldly. Even though he was at a disadvantage, he was not afraid.
Su Xiangyang quickly formed seals with his hands and finally put his palms together. He shouted, "Immortal Art! Sky Thunder Absolute Sky! "
A terrifying thunder force burst out, and the attack was extremely ferocious.
Boom! Boom!
"Pfff!"
The two terrifying forces instantly collided and exploded. The explosion resounded throughout the city. The terrifying energy ripples shook Su Xiangyang until he vomited blood and was sent flying.
"This bastard's cultivation is above mine. With my strength, I can't hurt him at all. Damn it!" Su Xiangyang gritted his teeth and said angrily. His pale face was extremely gloomy, and he was very unwilling.
The opponent was too strong, and Su Xiangyang was no match for him. Now, his injuries had worsened.
"Big Brother Feng, it seems like Su Xiangyang can't win." Liu Qingyang shook his head and said.
"They're fighting so hard. I wonder what kind of deep hatred they have." Beidou Yan shrugged.
Feng Wuchen said indifferently, "The opponent's strength is indeed very strong. With Xiaoxiao's strength, I'm afraid she can only fight him to a standstill."
If it was an ordinary late-stage Heaven Monarch, Su Xiangyang would definitely not be in such a sorry state.
"Su Xiangyang! Die! "The burly man rushed over fiercely. His palms were condensed with terrifying strength, and his murderous aura soared to the sky.
"I can only fight to the death!" Su Xiangyang gritted his teeth and was prepared to fight to the death. He circulated all the strength in his body.
"You're seriously injured, and you still want to fight head-on? You're courting death." At this moment, Feng Wuchen's voice suddenly rang in Su Xiangyang's ears.
"This is Feng Wuchen's voice!" Su Xiangyang was shocked. He immediately looked around and quickly searched for Feng Wuchen's position.
Just as Su Xiangyang was distracted, the burly man's ferocious attack was approaching.
"Oh no!" Su Xiangyang sensed something and his face changed. Feng Wuchen did not see it and neglected his opponent.
When Su Xiangyang reacted, the burly man's attack had already arrived. Su Xiangyang could not dodge it in time.
"Hmph! Today is the day you die! "The burly man sneered viciously as he slammed his palm toward Su Xiangyang's chest.
Boom!
"Pfff!"
Just at this critical moment, a black shadow appeared and attacked at an even more terrifying speed. With a boom, the burly man coughed up blood and was sent flying.
"So fast! This guy is at least in the Heaven God Realm! "The burly man was shocked. As soon as he stabilized himself, he looked at the person who attacked him in horror.
"Brother Feng! It's really you! I thought it was an illusion just now. You're so powerful! It seems like you've broken through to the Heaven God Realm! " Seeing Feng Wuchen in front of him, Su Xiangyang was overjoyed. However, he was also secretly shocked by Feng Wuchen's terrifying strength. He could actually injure a late-stage Heaven Monarch expert with one palm.
"Brother Feng, why are you in the Ancient Region? Are you alone? "Su Xiangyang asked excitedly. He was very surprised to meet Feng Wuchen in the Ancient Region.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and said, "My friends and I just came back from cultivating in the Black Ice Valley. I also did not expect to meet you in the Immortal Wind City."
"Are you done with your nonsense?" At this moment, a cold angry shout came from below the Immortal Wind City. The voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the Immortal Wind City. An extremely terrifying aura swept out violently, causing people's hearts to tremble.
End of this chapter.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
