"Guild Master Feng, this move of yours is very suitable for the characteristics of the general."
The Jingling will be able to forcibly control the elves regardless of their wishes, and there is no upper limit. Just find more elves and use a large number of elves to suppress them with firepower.
Although some fine control may be lost, who can withstand such a huge bombardment of elves?
The evil spirit of so many elves, plus the elves also have their own methods, consume the golden light much faster than the original Japanese bombing.
It's just that the Japanese artillery can be produced industrially, but the elves, as Feng Zhenghao said, are not so easy to obtain.
Although Zhang Chenchen expressed his admiration sincerely, in Feng Zhenghao's eyes, this compliment was somewhat ironic.
I had been laying the groundwork for a long time. In order to prove that personal abilities have limits, I specially used this visual impact method to convince Zhang Chenchen.
As a result, after so many years of accumulation, even the floor was reduced to crumbs, but Zhang Chenchen was not even qualified to move a step.
In front of his children who admired him, his face was swollen.
You must know that these elves are not ordinary elves. They use the method of raising Gu, and the weak elves have become their food.
No matter which one of these elves is enough to stand alone, they don't need too much control. Ordinary aliens can't even compete with the incomplete consciousness of these elves.
However, facing the fierce impact of nearly a hundred elves of high quality, Zhang Chenchen remained unmoved.
This is not just facing oneself, but facing the accumulation of the entire world!
Feng Zhenghao felt a little powerless. Is this still a human being?
I feel like even the Heavenly Master would not stand there and carry it on!
Is this Zhang Chenchen as powerful as Master Tian?
On the other side, the siblings watched Zhang Chenchen move forward against the wind and fall to the ground, feeling that their worldviews were shattered.
"He actually managed to survive..." Feng Xingtong murmured to himself.
This can't even be considered as having endured it. Looking at Zhang Chenchen's light and breezy look, he didn't even move his steps, as if he had simply taken a bath!
You must know that the trick used by Dad is to destroy the night with hundreds of ghosts, but there are nearly a hundred elves that can match the level of Mr. Wang, or even be more powerful!
The steel plate several meters thick has been blasted for so long, it should be worn out!
Dad’s method of forming an army shouldn’t be unsolvable?
At this time, there were sounds of footsteps and noisy voices coming from the elevator entrance.
The strangers who stayed in Tianxiahui for various reasons late at night were awakened by the huge movement and rushed over. They were shocked to see the tragic living room in front of them.
Someone actually dared to take action at the Tianxiahui headquarters!
"Second Miss, can this kid finally take action?"
"So many black energy...it seems that the president has already taken action!"
"It seems that the boy is fine? Hey, does the president look a little gloomy?"
"Stop joking! Can the president do anything to a young man?"
When Feng Shayan heard everyone's discussion, she quickly put down her brother who was still in a daze, interrupted them, and then simply explained that her father was giving guidance to the younger generation and the situation was under control.
Let them leave, watch the elevators and stairs, and don't let people come over.
Then he thought about the punctured floor and added, asking them to guard the three floors below and not let anyone come over.
Seeing the group of people leaving with three turns, Feng Shayan breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter what, they cannot be allowed to see scenes that tarnish their father's wise image!
Returning to Feng Xingtong, who was still stunned, Feng Shayan was thinking about another thing besides the powerful image of Zhang Chenchen just now.
Dad has always wanted to marry Zhang Chenchen to attract him, but is he really worthy of him?
I can't even understand how powerful he is, and I can't even see his back, so why can I stand next to him?
If he is the protagonist, then am I qualified to be his supporting role?
The siblings looked at Zhang Chenchen in front of Feng Zhenghao and remained silent.
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"Today's young people are too scary. It seems that you can't accept the old age..." Feng Zhenghao took back the floating elves one by one and said slowly.
Zhang Chenchen saw that after Feng Zhenghao took back the elf, more black energy appeared on his body, and his momentum increased instead of decreasing, and he said:
"President Feng, the impact of that move just now is really strong, and it is really difficult for ordinary people to deal with it."
"But after all, the strength of a single elf is limited. It only has incomplete 'nature' but no 'fate'. The quantitative change does not reach the qualitative change."
After a pause, Zhang Chenchen continued: "President Feng, you can still be stronger!"
After hearing Zhang Chenchen's words, Feng Zhenghao lowered his head slightly and pushed up his glasses. The glasses reflected light, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly.
"Didn't you expect that my Hundred Ghosts Eclipse Night are just empty numbers in your eyes?" Feng Zhenghao laughed at himself.
"But you are right. There are so many elves that can't even move your feet. The quality is indeed not enough..."
Without a direct reply, Feng Zhenghao raised his head, his eyes completely dark. There were fewer and fewer elves floating behind him, and more and more black energy radiated from his body.
"Indeed, I can still be stronger." Feng Zhenghao said, spraying a lot of black energy from his mouth and nose.
At this time, the black energy around him has made his figure somewhat unreal, and his pure black eyes are like black flames, giving people an inhuman sense of oppression.
"This spirit is coming to my body. You saw it on Xingtong just in the early morning. However, the spirit possessed by me is much stronger and more numerous than the spirit possessed by Xingtong."
"Of course there are so many elves, I can't possess them all. 25 of them are already the limit that I can achieve after so many years of training my body!"
"Next, every punch and every kick I make embodies the full power of these 25 elves..."
After finishing his words, Feng Zhenghao raised his right hand and punched Zhang Chenchen in the air. A huge explosion sounded. This punch actually caused a sonic boom!
Immediately afterwards, the violent fist wind swept up everything in front of him and rushed towards Zhang Chenchen like an overwhelming force.
He stood still, the gravel falling on his protective golden light shattered directly, and the strong wind blew his hair back.
Although the two siblings watching the fight from behind were not in the center of the boxing wind, they were still unable to control their bodies due to the fierce boxing wind.
If Feng Xingtong, who was relatively weak, hadn't been pulled by Feng Shayan, he would have been dragged away by the wind.
The gravel and debris carried by the wind scratched their clothes, and then brought out tiny wounds. Feng Shayan quickly used her energy to fight in front.
Finally, the wind stopped, and the living room, which was originally full of rubble and broken furniture, became empty again.
The wall in the distance seemed to have been shot with a gun. There were a large number of holes that penetrated the wall. There were many fragments and gravel stuck in the wall. There were cracks everywhere and it was about to collapse.
The clothes on the siblings were in tatters, and there were faint traces of blood on their bodies. They were directly in a state of battle damage.
Zhang Chenchen, who was in the center of the storm, still stood firmly on the spot, using the hair lengthening technique to restore the hair that had been messed up by the wind to its original state. It was as if the violent storm just now did not exist.
Feng Zhenghao put down his fist, his whole body was covered with black Qi, and his face could not be seen clearly. His somewhat erratic voice came from the black Qi:
"In the early hours of the morning, you blocked my fist. But you! Dare you take my fist?"
