When King Fenghu heard this, his eyes were like cold pools, shining with cold light.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a cold smile.
The Wind Tiger King took a step forward like a tiger about to pounce.
This step seemed to break through the space, instantly triggering a strong momentum.
King Fenghu clenched his hands into fists, and the powerful power spurted out from his body.
His fist seemed to turn into stone, full of hardness and strength.
King Feng Hu glanced at Feng Batian coldly and said, "Then let's give it a try!"
When Feng Batian saw this scene, his face changed slightly, and a trace of fear arose in his heart.
He did not expect that King Fenghu would be so powerful, but this did not affect his determination.
Feng Batian quickly adjusted his mentality and went all out to deal with King Feng Tiger's attack.
The battle broke out instantly, Feng Batian dodged past at the speed of the wind, his body flashed quickly, and he successfully avoided the attack of King Feng Tiger.
In Feng Batian's hand, a long sword suddenly appeared. The sword's body was filled with cold light, flashing with a soul-stirring cold light.
Feng Batian waved his long sword with his backhand, and the wind roared behind him, and an irresistible momentum surged towards King Fenghu like a huge wave.
The sword edge cut through the air, was unstoppable, and went straight for King Fenghu's throat.
However, King Fenghu was not intimidated by this sword. He calmly and calmly dodged sideways and cleverly avoided this sharp attack.
At the same time, he swung a punch, carrying strong wind, directly hitting Feng Batian's face.
Feng Batian felt a strong flow of air rushing towards him, and he was shocked. However, his reaction speed was extremely fast, and he immediately used his unique body skills to nimbly avoid the attack of King Feng Tiger.
Feng Batian couldn't help but be surprised by King Feng Hu's strength. He found that King Feng Hu's boxing skills were similar to the swordsmanship he had learned.
Whether it is swordsmanship or boxing, they are famous for their speed, accuracy and ruthlessness.
This discovery made Feng Batian understand that it was not easy to kill the Feng Tiger King, and he had to go all out.
Feng Batian's swordsmanship changed instantly, from the force of thunder to the flow of an endless river.
His swordsmanship struck one strike after another, just like the mountains, not giving the Wind Tiger King any chance to breathe.
King Feng Hu showed his profound knowledge and used extremely fierce punches to deal with Feng Batian's swift swordsmanship. Although he was at a disadvantage, he did not show any sign of defeat.
The battle became more intense, and Feng Batian's desire and determination for revenge became stronger.
His swordsmanship became more and more exquisite, and every time he swung his sword, he set off gusts of strong wind, as if he was going to tear a hole in the world.
And King Fenghu became more and more courageous as he fought. His fists were as hard as iron and stone, and he was not afraid of Feng Batian's sword at all.
Finally, Feng Batian seized the opportunity to meet the Feng Tiger King. The sword force changed instantly and successfully broke through the Feng Tiger King's defense. The sharp sword edge pierced his chest.
King Fenghu was shocked by this and hurriedly dodged sideways. Although he successfully dodged the sword, the front of his clothes was still cut open by the sharp sword energy.
Feng Batian used his strongest sword, and his figure became illusory, as if he had turned into a collection of multiple figures.
Although King Fenghu escaped the fatal blow, he was still injured by Feng Batian's sword energy, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
King Feng Hu felt something bad in his heart. He understood that there was a huge disparity in strength between himself and Feng Batian.
At this moment of rapid change, King Fenghu suddenly stretched out his right hand, and in an instant, a long knife shining with silver light appeared in his hand.
This knife seemed to be carrying the breath of frost, exuding a fierce murderous aura.
King Fenghu held the long knife tightly and rushed towards Feng Batian at the speed of a cheetah.
His figure was like a whirlwind, with a fierce momentum.
But Feng Batian stood calmly, with a confident smile on his slightly raised lips.
Feng Batian watched the Wind Tiger King rushing towards him. He did not adopt any evasive strategy. Instead, he used fearless courage to rush forward like a tiger descending a mountain.
Suddenly, the long sword in Feng Batian's hand disappeared into the air like a phantom, leaving no trace.
His hands became dark under the cover of darkness, as if they had swallowed up all the light and contained powerful demonic energy.
This demonic energy made the surrounding air dull, as if it was being oppressed by an invisible weight.
Following Feng Batian's movements, the dark power surged out like a scourge and swept towards King Feng Tiger.
The surrounding air seemed to be pulled, forming wild whirlwinds.
King Fenghu saw the sword light being instantly resolved by Feng Batian, and was extremely shocked. He felt deeply that the opponent's strength was terrifying and his cultivation was unfathomable.
He understood that compared with Feng Batian, there was a huge disparity in strength between him and Feng Batian, and he urgently needed to find a chance to survive.
However, Feng Batian didn't give him any chance and quickly launched a fierce offensive.
Feng Batian's hands were filled with strong demonic energy, which swept out like a strong wind in the night sky and slapped King Fenghu fiercely.
The Wind Tiger King could not stop this surging force, like a rock shattered by huge waves, helpless to resist and fell to the ground.
Feng Batian sneered and approached, overlooking King Feng Tiger who was struggling on the edge of life and death. He mocked: "Do you think you can escape from my palm?"
In the dusty palace, King Fenghu, the tyrant who once made people feared for his powerful power, was struggling to support his body.
King Feng Tiger's eyes showed anger and fear, and he asked Feng Batian, who dared to challenge him: "Aren't you afraid of getting burned if you dare to attack me?"
Feng Batian held his head high and his chest arrogantly, his eyes full of contempt and arrogance.
He sneered and mocked: "King Fenghu, you have always been known as the invincible strongman in the wind domain, but today you were defeated in my hands. You, the former overlord, are now like a weak lamb in front of me. .I tell you, no one in the Wind Domain can compete with me."
King Fenghu took a deep breath, knowing that he could no longer escape the judgment of this fate.
King Fenghu raised his palm, and suddenly, a golden talisman appeared out of thin air in his hand.
King Fenghu waved the magic talisman in his hand, and a powerful force was released from the spiritual talisman. Then, the spiritual talisman shot towards Feng Batian like an arrow.
However, the moment the talisman came into contact with Feng Batian, it broke without warning.
A powerful energy was released from it, like a beast trapped in a cage, soaring straight into the sky, making the entire palace tremble.
The force was so powerful that the surrounding air seemed to be ignited and made people suffocating.
Feng Batian was suddenly attacked by an inexplicable energy. He took a few steps back, with shock in his eyes.
Obviously, he did not expect this sudden result.
At this time, King Fenghu was exhausted and could no longer resist Feng Batian's fatal attack.
Just when Feng Batian was about to launch the final blow and end the battle, a figure flashed in front of Feng Batian.
That figure, as tall and straight as a pine tree and as tough as iron, was none other than Zhang Liucheng.
Zhang Liucheng's appearance was like the sudden appearance of a mountain, with unshakable determination, shocking everyone, even Feng Batian.
