"Anyone can talk big, but you have to have this strength!"
The scarred man stepped forward and stood side by side with Xingtong, and said coldly, "I am the third generation of the descendants of the Guixu descendants. I am 3,521 years old this year. My cultivation level is...Five-body Star Perfection. My name is Han." Frost."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the ground under Hanshuang's feet quickly freezing, and a terrifying chill turned into a monstrous force.
"Is it also from the water element series?"
Luo Feng smiled. They are both water elements. As a Qi warrior on the earth, Luo Feng naturally has absolute confidence.
"Luo Feng, a descendant of the Emperor's blood, forty-two years old, the second fusion of the ancestor Qi Emperor's twin bloodline, and a star warrior in the early stage of the four-body cultivation, come on?"
Luo Feng spread his arms with great confidence.
"Huh, you asked for this. Don't blame me if you die!"
As soon as the words fell, the world suddenly changed, and a bloodline domain unfolded. Luo Feng was pulled into the winter world in an instant.
"go to hell!"
Frost Void punched out, and the storm deep in the frost connected the world of visions. Thousands of frosts flew towards the dragon, letting out a roar that shattered the void, vowing to suppress Luo Feng with absolute strength and bloodline.
Seeing this scene, Xingtong shook his head, as if the battle was definitely decided.
"Those who underestimate Luo Feng will always suffer big losses."
Luo Feng responded to the other party.
"It's okay, but you're not qualified to deal with me." Luo Feng put his hands in his pockets and slowly raised his head from the thousands of swimming dragons that were rushing in front of him. The corner of his mouth curled up and he said, "Have you ever seen a real top water element? "
"boom!"
The fifth-level god was activated, and suddenly the fourth-level bloodline ability "God's Domain" tore a huge hole in this frost domain in an instant.
"cut!"
In the divine world, the platinum realm, the Sword of Dawn pierced the sky and cut off all Yinglongs.
Without stopping, the ten thousand swords fell into one sword, and with the help of space ability, they crossed the distance between the two and reached the top of Hanshuang's head.
"boom!"
The sword energy is so domineering, it moves in a wide range of directions.
"What, that's it?"
Hanshuang was seen with his arms clasped together, and he was holding on to the fallen giant sword, trying to resist it with the arrogance inherent in the body of a strange beast.
But after all, he underestimated Luo Feng's Sword of Dawn, just like he underestimated Luo Feng's top-notch mastery of the water element.
They are both cold series, yes! Luo Feng's coldness was far higher than his, and in a sense, he had completely reached the peak level of the second generation Asian God.
The frost began to eat away at his body, taking away all his warmth.
this! Perhaps for water elemental beasts, this is the most humiliating way to defeat them.
Defeating him with the field he is good at is killing people and killing their hearts.
"Good boy, you do have some abilities. I didn't expect you to be able to suppress me in the water element!"
Luo Feng said lightly, "You have the skills to show off, but you should think about how to catch this sword. After all, I haven't even used 50% of my strength."
"Okay, I'll satisfy you!"
Only a roar of frost was heard, the ground cracked under his feet, and the gravel exploded.
Five stars were suspended above his head, and the rich energy was poured into his whole body. He wanted to directly counter Luo Feng with the difference in cultivation level.
"Lost," Xingtong said without even looking, and deliberately distanced himself, as if something extremely terrible was going to happen next.
And those second and even third generations of Yashen who had already looked at it quickly reacted and chose to retreat to avoid being affected in the future.
"You want to suppress me with your cultivation?" Luo Feng sighed, "Boy, let me tell you another fact."
"Many times, the gap in cultivation does not determine everything, because the astral body I inherited and even the breadth of spiritual consciousness today are far beyond your reach."
"A warrior lies in the purity of strength, rather than blindly pursuing heights."
Stepping forward, white phoenixes competed above Luo Feng's head, and four white gold stars suddenly appeared in the sky.
But unlike Hanshuang, this platinum star is ridiculously big.
One star is almost enough to compete with two of the other.
"So big!" Hanshuang exclaimed with narrowed eyes.
"wait..."
It was too late, Luo Feng used the power of the four platinum stars as a guide, poured it into his whole body, and borrowed the body of a fifth-level god to launch a powerful attack.
There are no bells and whistles, just one punch, which is the inherent advantage of Emperor Blood in close combat.
Hanshuang, who had been suppressed by Luo Feng's sword for a long time, was immediately frightened by the blow and closed his eyes, "I lose, I lose, stop!"
The fist stopped on the bridge of Hanshuang's nose.
A drop of cold sweat streaked across his cheek, the sword energy disappeared, and Hanshuang was paralyzed on the ground.
Just now it seemed that he really saw the God of Death for a moment.
At this time, he was looking at the calm Luo Feng in a trance. Only when he faced Luo Feng's impeccable suppressive power could he know what kind of terrifying energy and destructive power this guy's body contained.
Finally he came to a result.
Although Luo Feng's cultivation level is only four-body star combat power, but! If you are facing off against a high-level warrior who has obtained the coronation inheritance of his corresponding star, you may not lose.
For a moment, he even felt... After Luo Feng inherited the platinum star body, he seemed to be much more special than the star boy.
Luo Feng smiled and retracted his fist, "Don't worry, I don't want to kill you, I just want to play with you. You, the third generation of Asian gods, look like this. You are not even qualified to let me warm up."
After saying this, Luo Feng turned sideways and looked at the descendants of the sub-gods, and said calmly, "Who else is not afraid of death? Come forward. I have taken off my pants, so I can't just do nothing."
His words were crude but not crude, and he was also very arrogant.
But those second generations of Asian gods were silent.
Hanshuang is considered to be above average among the second generations of the sub-gods, but those descendants of sub-gods whose strength is above Hanshuang, after seeing the terrifying suppressive power shown by Luo Feng just now, they instantly understood that if they wanted to defeat Luo Feng, The price must be heavy.
Even... they will lose.
Seeing everyone's silence, Luo Feng looked at Xingtong, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but raise.
Xingtong narrowed his eyes and said with a smile on his lips, "It seems that you have experienced unimaginable battles in the Emperor Blood Tribe these days."
Luo Feng looked Xingtong up and down, "You seem to have gone through a path of cultivation that I don't know about. Xingtong, I feel that you are also very strong."
The two were already approaching each other as they spoke.
What surprised everyone was that they were all taking off their shirts, as if they were ready to risk their lives and have a big fight.
Hanshuang staggered up and wanted to say something to Xingtong.
However, Xingtong glanced at him coldly, "Just now you really disgraced the descendants of Asian gods."
Hanshuang dared to be angry and dare not say that. No one among the descendants of Ya Shen was qualified to say that about him, but Xingtong had this strength.
"Go back," Starboy said, walking on.
A few steps later, Luo Feng and Xingtong were already shirtless, both showing their strong bodies.
Compared with Xingtong's fair skin, Luo Feng's skin is wheat-colored, and his muscles are more devastating and plump.
But it all seems to be about slenderness, rather than focusing on how big the muscles are.
In a sense, the two are more capable of appreciation and art, so much so that the women who are descendants of the Naya God are salivating.
"Shall we fight?" Xingtong raised his eyebrows.
"Okay, in the outside world, the three-year agreement that Caiyuan Old Man and Guangming Emperor made for us never had time to come true."
"It just so happens that we can compete here without worrying about using too much force and affecting the surrounding areas. This can be regarded as fulfilling the long-cherished wish of the vegetable garden man."
"Then you have to be careful. My strength now is beyond your imagination."
Luo Feng curled his lips and said, "This is what I want to say, Star Boy, be careful."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and their murderous intent was like ice battleships colliding together, emitting a roar that was ancient, stirring, and shocking to the universe.
