"This is the power of the Overlord's magic pattern!"
"Brother, are you finally getting serious...?"
Seeing this scene, Mo Bai, who was watching the battle not far away, was also shocked.
Although he has been following the other party, he was in human form for the first time and did not fully understand Fei Ren's true strength.
Now, Mo Bai was also eye-opening when he saw Fei Ren completely unleashing the power of the Overlord Demon Pattern.
"I heard my elder brother mention it before that the power of this magic pattern is inherited from the holy skills. It can only be condensed and derived through continuous practice and becoming stronger!"
Mo Bai suddenly remembered something in his heart.
Fei Ren practiced the holy mid-level skill "West Chu Overlord Record". His vitality and explosive power were far beyond those of warriors of the same level. At the same time, he could also condense the unique power of the Overlord Demon Pattern in his body to strengthen his body.
Today, against Xiong Wu, the great ghost leader of the Feitian Bandit Group, it was the first time that he saw Fei Ren use the power of the Overlord Demon Pattern.
Uh-huh!
He jumped up, and the next moment Mo Bai retreated towards the dense forest of the mountains behind without looking back. His whole figure was like a vigorous monkey, disappearing after a few flickers.
When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured.
At the moment, with his cultivation strength, he is not able to intervene in a battle of this level.
Therefore, Mo Bai did not want to hold back his eldest brother Fei Ren and chose to avoid the battle and watch on the sidelines.
"Cold-blooded Sword Demon, all your servants have been scared away by me, why don't you just capture them without mercy?"
Seeing Mo Bai suddenly retreating not far away, Xiong Wu also pretended to be calm and sneered, "If you die obediently, I can consider leaving your whole body! Let you die a more dignified death!"
After seeing Fei Ren's strength, he gradually retracted his contempt and called him by his name on the list of villains.
However, the murderous intention in Xiong Wu's heart did not diminish at all.
After all, his two sworn brothers died at the hands of Fei Ren, and this revenge must be avenged!
"Keep my whole body?"
Hearing this, Fei Ren disagreed, and a trace of ridicule appeared on his face covered with purple lines, "I didn't expect that besides being ugly, you also have a bad brain, and now you don't know that you are about to die!"
"Noisy!"
Xiong Wu became angry from shame, and in the next moment, his palms blasted out countless streams of blood, mixed with powerful energy, and headed towards Fei Ren.
"Blood Spirit Palm!"
Fei Ren narrowed his eyes slightly with disdain, "Grandma, it's this move again!"
"Do you have any other new tricks?"
Although the power of the opponent's blood spirit palm move is not weaker than that of lower-level Tianpin martial arts, it cannot hurt him at all.
After all, the powerful vitality and recovery power contained in the Yin and Yang Law are not just for vegetarians!
break!
An Overlord Fist was blasted from the front. Under the power of the Overlord Demon Pattern, Fei Ren was full of fighting spirit. His whole body exuded infinite momentum and flashing purple light, like a purple divine dragon descending from the sky and sweeping the world.
Boom! Boom!
The force of the fist broke through the air, like a thunderous explosion, and the originally menacing bloody tide receded instantly and turned into nothingness.
tumultuous!
Then, a large amount of fist power remained unabated, like a spear hitting Huanglong, attacking the opponent's Xiongwu, and pointing directly at the opponent's heart!
"Vampire Spirit Blade, protect me!"
Facing Fei Ren's counterattack, Xiong Wu was not to be outdone, and summoned the sharp blood-red spiritual blade again, completely protecting himself in all directions. Even though the remaining power of the fist was raging, he remained motionless.
Buzz buzz...!
The blood-sucking spiritual blade exudes a strange scarlet light, slowly absorbing the raging Yuan Power and fist power all around, and its momentum becomes more and more powerful, and it seems to have reached a certain saturation state.
"This little beast is really difficult to deal with!"
Glancing at the blood-sucking spirit blade in front of him that was close to its peak, Xiong Wu looked ugly.
Although his destiny ability "Vampire Spirit Blade" can continuously absorb the opponent's elemental energy and blood essence, thus becoming more powerful, there are limits to these and they are not endless!
After a fierce battle, the blood-sucking spirit blade in Xiong Wu's hand had reached its absorption limit and could no longer absorb power.
On the other hand, Fei Ren's strength is still unknown to him!
Jungle, the other side
"This guy's destiny ability is really difficult to deal with..."
The attack failed, and Fei Ren fell to the ground with a thoughtful expression on his face. The faint dragon shadow and purple light lingering behind him had not yet dissipated.
With his current Yuanli cultivation, he can condense almost seventy Overlord Demon Patterns, which is far better than before.
Therefore, after using Overlord Fist, Fei Ren still has some remaining strength and can frequently release martial arts such as "Overlord Fist" and "Overlord Kaishan".
However, with his current Yuan Power and Overlord Demon Pattern, he can only release the Overlord Dragon Scroll once, which is considered his most powerful killing move at the moment.
"This guy's destiny ability has reached its limit, and he can no longer swallow power?"
Seeing that Xiong Wu did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him, Fei Ren's eyes flashed with suspicion.
"Give it a try!"
The next moment, wisps of pink flames appeared in the palm of Fei Ren's left hand, which was the spiritual fire "glazed fire"
tumultuous!
In an instant, the Glazed Fire broke out from the air and shrouded Xiong Wu not far away. Suddenly, the temperature of the air near the entire dense forest rose a lot, as if he was trapped in a sea of fire.
"What can this mere spiritual fire do to me?"
Xiong Wu raised his hand and shot out several blood-colored Yuanli Pilian, destroying all the incoming glazed fire with a cold expression on his face.
On the side, the blood-sucking spiritual blade was still suspended in the air, not continuing to swallow up power.
"really!"
"This guy's blood-sucking spiritual blade can no longer absorb power!"
Seeing that the other party did not use the vampire spirit blade to devour his glazed fire, Fei Ren was also frightened and immediately strengthened his judgment.
"In that case, let's decide the outcome with one move...!"
A sneer appeared on Fei Ren's face covered with purple lines.
"T-Rex Scroll!"
A punch hit the ground hard, and the next moment countless purple dragon shadows swept out, mixed with majestic energy, and instantly turned into a large number of tornadoes, attacking Xiong Wu on the opposite side, with a momentum that shook the heaven and earth!
This punch was Fei Ren's full force blow, which almost consumed all his energy and the Overlord Demon Pattern condensed in his body!
"Zombie! I will fight with you!"
Facing Fei Ren's full blow, Xiong Wu also controlled the blood-sucking spirit blade in his hand that had absorbed the power to the limit, and faced it head-on. All the energy in his dantian exploded and burned, intending to fight to the death!
boom!
In an instant, the blood-sucking spiritual blade glowed brightly, and Xiong Wu's whole body seemed to merge into one with a sword, turning into a sharp and exposed blade, rushing straight towards countless purple tornadoes.
Boom!
There was an earth-shattering explosion in the dense forest. Countless energy was wiped out, and the remaining power spread in all directions. Countless ancient forest trees collapsed. The scene was in a mess, and countless dust was raised. The figures of Xiong Wu and Fei Ren were also lost in the vast dust. ,Disappear.
.....
After a long time, a gray figure finally reappeared, revealing a handsome and slightly tired face. It was Fei Ren.
Not far from the opposite side, in a huge pit, a middle-aged man in black robes lay quietly. The skull mask on his face shattered, revealing an extremely ugly face. Astonishingly, it was Xiongwu, the great ghost master of the Feitian Bandit Group.
However, at this time, Xiong Wu was covered in blood, his clothes were in tatters, his breath was weak, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He no longer had the domineering and arrogant posture he had before.
