When Feng Danchun heard Feng Xiangzi's words, his heart instantly stirred up.
He understood that what Feng Xiangzi said was true. Once he killed this young man, no matter how powerful the Feng Tiger King was, he would not be able to compete with the entire Wind Spear Sect.
Feng Danchun took a deep breath, trying to calm down his excitement, and then said in a deep voice: "It seems that I must deal with this kid first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Danchun grasped the blue spear tightly and rushed towards Zhang Liucheng like a cheetah.
Zhang Liucheng's heart trembled, and he felt a violent wind-like momentum coming towards his face. The powerful momentum was like a flash flood and made him unable to breathe.
Zhang Liucheng understood that this was the precursor of Feng Danchun's attack. The opponent's strength was far beyond his imagination.
However, Zhang Liucheng is not an easy opponent to deal with. At this moment, he has gone all out and shows no fear.
"Hmph! Let's see how you respond to this move of mine!"
Zhang Liucheng shouted loudly, holding the huge mountain-breaking hoe tightly in his hand, skillfully drawing a sharp arc.
Suddenly, the wind howled, and the air current was as sharp as a knife, as if it was about to split the heaven and the earth.
The surrounding air seemed to be pulled away, forming an invisible wall of air that swept up all the surrounding dust and debris.
Feng Danchun sneered contemptuously, holding the green spear tightly, and his body was like a lightning bolt, passing through the clouds and heading towards Zhang Liucheng.
The spear in his hand was like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, cutting through the air, leaving a sharp tearing sound, as if it was tearing apart the space, revealing a powerful force.
"Get out of here!"
Feng Danchun shouted sternly, and the green spear instantly burst out with a strong light, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.
The strong energy fluctuations seemed to ignite the surrounding air, creating a hot and oppressive aura.
Zhang Liucheng saw the spear thrust towards him and felt the irresistible power. He knew that he could not resist forcefully and quickly dodged to the side. At the same time, he waved the mountain-breaking hoe in his hand and swept it in the direction of Feng Danchun.
However, Feng Danchun's speed was too fast for people to catch. He was like a ghost, leaving a shadow in the air, but his true body had already appeared behind Zhang Liucheng.
"Oops!"
Zhang Liucheng was shocked, but it was too late.
The green spear in Feng Danchun's hand shot out of the air like a dragon's roar, unstoppable, instantly piercing his protective aura and pointing directly at his back.
Zhang Liucheng felt that his body was teetering in the air, and his feet seemed to lose stability instantly.
Zhang Liucheng's heart was filled with consternation and worry, and he felt incredible about Feng Danchun's strength.
It seemed that to deal with Feng Danchun, he could only use a carefully planned strategy.
Zhang Liucheng took a deep breath, strengthened his determination, and prepared for battle.
He secretly glanced at Feng Danchun, a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.
Then, Zhang Liucheng suddenly turned around, pretended to be panicked, and ran toward the forest.
This is not really an escape, but a strategy, a decoy, a strategy.
His goal was to use speed and agility as advantages to lure Feng Danchun into running for his life, and finally find the right moment to kill him.
"Want to escape?"
Feng Danchun smiled mockingly, his figure was like lightning piercing the dark sky, and he quickly chased after his prey.
His green spear was like a giant dragon tumbling in the air, and every swing seemed to tear the air apart, emitting a shocking dragon roar.
An interesting smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Liucheng's mouth, and he shuttled through the air without looking back, so fast that he could only see an afterimage.
Zhang Liucheng tried his best to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body, and a bright and solid light shield quickly surrounded him.
Suddenly, a strong blue light shot from behind, the light was so strong that it seemed to shake the air.
Zhang Liucheng felt the compelling aura, and his heart sank. He knew that he could no longer avoid this blow.
"break!"
Zhang Liucheng shouted loudly, and the mountain-breaking hoe he held in his hand instantly released a powerful force and collided head-on with the blue light.
"boom!"
There was a deafening loud noise, and the surrounding airflow exploded instantly.
Zhang Liucheng was blown up and rolled in the air. Finally he couldn't bear the pain and spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, the blue light did not stop, it continued to pursue him.
After barely rolling in the air, Zhang Liucheng finally landed.
Zhang Liucheng looked up and couldn't help but feel terrified.
It turned out that the green light was transformed by the green spear held in Feng Danchun's hand, and now it was stabbing him again.
"go to hell!"
Feng Danchun's eyes were cold and cruel, like the wind and snow on a winter night, with endless chill.
He shouted suddenly, his voice was like the roar of the wind, and the spear in his hand was like the strike of thunder, instantly penetrating Zhang Liucheng's protective aura, and piercing Zhang Liucheng's chest like a heavy rain.
Under the sudden attack, Zhang Liucheng did not show any trace of panic, but instead raised the corners of his mouth coldly.
Zhang Liucheng's figure was as elusive as a ghost, and he flashed behind Feng Danchun in an instant.
He swung the mountain-chopping hoe mercilessly and violently hit Feng Danchun on the head.
However, at this tense moment, suddenly, several piercing sounds came from the distant sky, crisp and harsh, breaking the original silence.
Seven green shadows descended from the sky in an instant, each holding a spear, like seven stars descending into the world, majestic.
Zhang Liucheng frowned, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
The mountain-chopping hoe in his hand stopped a few inches away from Feng Danchun's head.
Zhang Liucheng turned around slowly, his eyes as cold as ice, directly locking on the seven cyan figures.
Zhang Liucheng's voice was as cold as iron, without any emotion, and he said: "Here are seven more guys looking for death."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Liucheng hit Feng Danchun heavily on the head with his hoe without hesitation.
The head exploded like a watermelon in an instant, and red and white things were scattered all over the floor.
Feng Danchun's body fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Zhang Liucheng, on the other hand, looked at this scene expressionlessly, as if everything was as he expected.
When Feng Xiangzi saw this scene, the anger in his heart surged like a strong wind. He roared loudly: "You brat, how dare you kill the elder of my Wind Spear Sect, I will never let you go!"
After speaking, Feng Xiangzi stared at the old man beside him with deep eyes, his eyes full of deep respect.
This old man is tall and burly, with white beard and hair, like the traces carved by the years. He is wearing a blue robe with ancient runes engraved on it. This is Feng Chen, the supreme elder of the Wind Spear Sect.
Feng Xiangzi said to Feng Chen in a solemn and deep tone: "Elder Feng Chen, please quickly summon all the disciples of the sect and bring them here to wait for my further instructions."
"Yes, Sect Master."
Elder Feng Chen responded respectfully, then turned into a ray of green light, galloped away, and disappeared into the depths of the Wind Spear Sect.
King Feng Hu stared at Feng Xiangzi with his sharp gaze, his eyes flashing with angry flames.
He took a step forward resolutely, as if the earth was shaking slightly under his heavy steps.
King Feng Hu's tone was full of power, like thunder, and asked Feng Xiangzi: "Do you, the Wind Spear Sect, just like to bully the minority with more people?"
Zhang Liucheng walked towards King Fenghu calmly, patted King Fenghu gently on the shoulder, and said in a calm tone: "Senior King Fenghu, please calm down. I just want to know how many disciples he sent to die. "
After hearing this, King Fenghu pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly to express his agreement, and said no more.
Soon after, under the leadership of the old man in green, tens of thousands of disciples of the Wind Spear Sect stood behind Feng Xiangzi, neatly arranged like a green forest.
Zhang Liucheng glanced at them, with a disdainful smile on his lips. He straightened his body and said confidently: "You, the insignificant ants, want to compete with me? It's simply wishful thinking!"
