However, Feng Xiangzi had no intention of stopping the attack, and instead the attack became more fierce.
King Fenghu began to feel unprecedented pressure. He really didn't expect Feng Xiangzi's strength to be so powerful.
A trace of doubt began to emerge in King Fenghu's heart, doubting whether he could win this battle.
The battle between the two has entered a fierce stage. Their figures are intertwining rapidly in the air, and their attacks and defenses are constantly alternating.
Every impact carried an astonishing force, as if it was going to completely defeat the opponent.
Their movements have gone beyond the normal scope, and it is difficult for the naked eye to keep up with their speed. They can only judge their position with the help of fluctuations in the air and the dust stirred up.
The surrounding scene was completely blurred and chaotic.
Their figures jumped on the edge of blur, and every attack was accompanied by violent vibrations.
The air was filled with fierce gasps and strong banging sounds. These sounds were like knives, irritating the listener's eardrums and making it unbearable.
The battle became more and more intense, and the strength gap between Feng Xiangzi and Fenghu King made the duel even more tense.
However, King Fenghu did not give up easily. With his firm will and unremitting efforts, he continued to fight fiercely with Feng Xiangzi.
Finally, Feng Xiangzi let out a long roar that shook the earth.
His spear was instantly like a phoenix rising from the ashes, bursting out with brilliant light. The light was as blazing as the scorching sun in the sky, so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it, dazzling the eyes and even making the soul tremble.
Feng Xiangzi remained motionless, but a spear light flew out of his spear instantly.
This spear light carried a fierce momentum, as if it was going to penetrate the entire world.
It burst out of the sky, pierced the air, and made a sharp whistle.
When King Fenghu saw this, his expression changed drastically.
He knew that the power of this spear light was extraordinary and could seriously injure him.
King Fenghu did not dare to neglect at all, defended with all his strength, and gathered all his strength together.
However, despite King Fenghu's best efforts, the spear light still penetrated his defense.
King Fenghu screamed in pain and was knocked away by the spear light.
King Fenghu's body drew a long arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
King Fenghu slowly raised his head, a trace of deep panic flashed in his eyes.
He understood that there was a huge difference between his own strength and that of Feng Xiangzi opposite him.
King Fenghu clearly felt that if he continued to fight, he would undoubtedly end up with a tragic ending.
King Fenghu stood up slowly, his vicissitudes of life showing a deep sense of powerlessness.
He turned to look at Zhang Liucheng beside him, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "My strength cannot compete with Feng Xiangzi, it's time for you to take action."
Zhang Liucheng nodded after hearing this without any hesitation.
He took a step forward and stared at Feng Xiangzi opposite him with all his concentration.
Zhang Liucheng's eyes were cold and sharp, as if he could cut through everything.
There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, with incomparable coldness and confidence.
Zhang Liucheng said softly: "It's true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. You, an old man, are so powerful!"
Feng Xiangzi felt something was wrong. He stared at Zhang Liucheng closely, and the other party's sneer made him feel uneasy.
Feng Xiangzi understood that today's duel could not easily end in peace.
"I want to see how capable you are!"
Feng Xiangzi snorted coldly, and with a figure as strong as a cheetah, he jumped in front of Zhang Liucheng in an instant.
The red spear he held in his hand was like a fire dragon churning, carrying a fierce wind, and pierced Zhang Liucheng.
Zhang Liucheng did not panic. He calmly observed Feng Xiangzi's movements, then he held his hand in the air, and the mountain-breaking hoe instantly appeared in his hand.
This huge hoe seemed to be alive in Zhang Liucheng's hands, exuding a powerful momentum.
Zhang Liucheng faced Feng Xiangzi's red spear without fear.
"boom!"
The two forces collided in the air, creating a powerful impact.
This force spread instantly, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The surrounding air seemed to be trembling, and powerful airflows continued to blow around, blowing away the sand and rocks on the ground.
After a while, the surrounding dust gradually dispersed, and the vision became clear.
Feng Xiangzi still stood firmly on the spot, but his red spear could no longer withstand the damage and broke into several pieces.
There was a flash of pain and regret in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination and determination.
Zhang Liucheng's eyes were as cold as ice as he stared at Feng Xiangzi.
He held a hoe for cutting mountains and splitting the ground in his hand. Its power was so powerful that it seemed to be able to shake the whole world.
The corners of Zhang Liucheng's mouth were slightly raised, with a cruel smile. A powerful aura of power instantly filled the air, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a few points.
"Feng Xiangzi, your end has come!"
Zhang Liucheng's words were as cold as iron, and his confidence and determination were as sharp as a sword.
His eyes were like solidified amber, revealing an unswerving determination, as if declaring his verdict on Feng Xiangzi's life and death.
Feng Xiangzi's eyes flashed with surprise, obviously he did not expect Zhang Liucheng to be so powerful.
But then Feng Xiangzi quickly adjusted his mentality, stretched his palm forward, and a white spear instantly appeared in his hand.
Feng Xiangzi waved his spear and said coldly: "Little guy, you are just a disciple of King Fenghu. What qualifications do you have to say such big words?"
Zhang Liucheng sneered contemptuously and approached Feng Xiangzi instantly with a lightning-like figure, forcing the other party to immediately look sternly in his eyes.
The mountain-cutting hoe in Zhang Liucheng's hand drew a cold arc in the air, heading straight for Feng Xiangzi's head with a fierce momentum.
However, Feng Xiangzi was not an easy opponent to deal with. He quickly retreated and thrust forward with the white spear in his hand, accurately deflecting Zhang Liucheng's attack.
Feng Xiangzi stared at Zhang Liucheng opposite him coldly, with a trace of deep fear flashing in his eyes, as if he had foreseen the opponent's powerful strength.
At this time, there was a rapid sound of breaking through the sky from the distant sky.
A figure galloped over at an astonishing speed. It was Feng Danchun, the third elder of the Wind Spear Sect.
Feng Danchun saw that Zhang Liucheng and Feng Xiangzi were already engaged in a fierce duel. The situation looked extremely critical. His face instantly became anxious and he hurriedly shouted: "Sect Master! Are you okay?"
Feng Xiangzi was terrified, as if his heart had jumped into his throat.
He turned around suddenly and caught a glimpse of Feng Danchun's familiar and serious face.
His heartbeat accelerated instantly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
Feng Xiangzi shouted eagerly: "Elder Dan Chun, come and help me and get rid of this little guy!"
When Feng Danchun saw the sect leader Feng Xiangzi in trouble, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.
Feng Danchun was quick and stood in front of Feng Xiangzi at an astonishing speed. He was holding a spear with flashing green light and stared at Zhang Liucheng with cold eyes.
Zhang Liucheng saw another powerful enemy appear, and his heart sank slightly.
However, his face remained calm as usual, without the slightest hint of panic.
Zhang Liucheng took a deep breath. He knew that if he wanted to defeat the Wind Spear Sect today, he would probably have to go through a tough battle.
Feng Danchun, who had always had a calm expression, now felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, becoming pale and frightened.
His eyes, with deep fear and helplessness, were fixed on King Fenghu behind Zhang Liucheng.
The powerful existence that he was familiar with in the past, the enemy that he once deeply feared, was now right in front of him, and even more ferocious.
Feng Danchun stuttered and asked King Fenghu: "You...you...you are King Fenghu? If you weren't trapped in the magic circle by a powerful demon clan, how could you possibly escape?"
"Feng Danchun, I really didn't expect that an old boy like you would actually remember me." King Feng Hu said with a sneer.
Feng Danchun's face suddenly turned as pale as snow, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.
He knew very well that the comparison in strength between himself and King Fenghu was like that of an ant and an elephant, not to mention that King Fenghu was still on Zhang Liucheng's side at this moment, which made him feel even more elusive about victory.
Feng Xiangzi stared at Feng Danchun with cold eyes, his heart filled with surprise.
He did not expect that Feng Danchun would interact with King Fenghu.
Feng Xiangzi's eyes were deep, revealing an indescribable complex emotion.
He said calmly: "Elder Dan Chun, you don't have to be afraid. Although King Fenghu is powerful, he is not my opponent. As long as that young man is removed, King Fenghu will not pose a threat."
