The Feng Zun Journey
The more sad
Feng Zun's fist was called the Star Breaker Hammer. It was the work of his father, Emperor Tian Jin, was part of the Tian Clan's Absolute Book, and one of the nine Absolute Martial Techniques.
The moment he punched out, it was as if his punch carried the power of the stars, and when his fist landed, it would be like a giant mace blow.
His movements were completely restrained and extremely powerful, like a god grabbing the stars and throwing them into the human world.
This was the most favored attack by Emperor Tian Jin. He always liked to hit his opponent with his fists, it was also notoriously very tyrannical.
As Feng Zun used it, it was also just as powerful and intense.
At the very least, Emperor Tian Jin was unable to unleash such power when he was in the Immortal Realm.
Is this the true ability of Fellow Daoist Feng?
Fang Linghai and the other experts were completely confused.
The ability that Feng Zun displayed earlier had shocked them, but now after witnessing the power of this punch, they suddenly realized, that they still seemed to be underestimating Feng Zun's abilities!
In other words, what they saw earlier was only a part of Feng Zun's true strength!
If I were to deal that blow, I would definitely explode. Ghuo Meng and the curly-bearded elder shuddered and trembled in fear.
“Look at that, Miss Tianba... When Master Mudaku became serious, even if it was a faction of the God Blood Cave from another world, and whatever their numbers were, it was nothing more than a bunch of ants."
Zhuan Long said calmly, and he spoke with great pride.
Tianba instinctively asked, "Then, may I know, how strong is your Master?"
Zhuan Long instantly fell silent.
He doesn't know how to explain it.
Even after wandering in the Long Dynasty with Feng Zun, and despite experiencing countless battles, he still had no idea how strong Feng Zun was.
The reason was simple, it was because Feng Zun had never lost. Without seeing him lose, who could measure his true strength?
……
Very strong!
What kind of fist technique is that!?
The silver-robed young man was extremely shocked and worried, his ice-cold eyes widened in disbelief.
This fist force was so cruel that it injured all parts of his body.
No matter if it was his flesh, internal organs, and dantian were all affected.
Even though he had stabilized himself, he was still trembling from head to toe, and his entire body was in pain.
If he did not use all of his secret strength and skills, to withstand Feng Zun's attacks, then with just that one punch, it would be enough to destroy his soul and body!
This was undoubtedly too frightening for him!
"Sir, are you okay?"
The young girl in yellow dress asked with a frightened expression, her beautiful face filled with worry.
"I'm fine!"
The silver-robed young man seemed to be still stubborn, he wiped the blood from his lips and took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light, "No problem!"
He spoke decisively, and even before his voice finished echoing in the air, his aura changed significantly.
Bang out!
Simultaneously with a muffled explosion, illusory black wings appeared behind the back of the Sacred Son of the God Blood Cave.
The two wings were like clouds covering the sky, and they were wrapped in an obscure and mysterious black light.
The two cast a dark atmosphere, carrying an oppressive aura of destruction throughout the entire stretch of sky.
As his majestic aura expanded, it shook the heavens and earth.
In the blink of an eye, he was even stronger than before!
"It ....."
When witnessing this scene, Fang Linghai and the other experts' hearts trembled.
They suddenly realized that Feng Zun was not the only one holding back. Even the silver-robed young man still kept something terrible in reserve.
Now that he had finally taken it all out, his accumulated cultivation and strength were displayed in full!
The yellow dress girl also noticed it. Her pair of purple eyes narrowed slightly, her face paled in fear, and her graceful body trembled.
"Dead!"
The silver-robed young man started to attack.
Swoshis!
His illusory black wings flashed, and he disappeared into thin air.
A moment later, he had appeared only three feet away from Feng Zun.
His movements were as fast as teleportation techniques!
Then, his black wings shot up like twin swords!
A slash!
The void instantly split open, opening two perfectly straight space gaps.
An obscure and explosive dark light gathered around the wings like a sword, then slashed downwards.
Like a god holding two twin swords and slashing through the human world furiously!
Just by its momentum, it had already made Fang Linghai and the others in the distance feel extremely uncomfortable, and their minds felt as if they were torn apart.
Too scary!
The expressions of the spectators changed immediately.
However, in the face of this slash, Feng Zun was still relaxed, but suddenly ...
Swoshis!
Boundless true essence surged out from his body like a tide wave, producing a low and thunderous roar.
This was purely the result of him circulating his immortal cultivation base.
Then his right arm suddenly swung like a whip.
Heaven Destroying Whip!
One more from the Absolute Book of Martialism.
The punch was cruel and tyrannical, like a whip capable of tearing through enemies as if it were made of paper.
Bang out!
A sonic boom shook the sky, making the expanse of the sky a thousand feet away tremble.
The attack was clearly like a whip.
As it smashed into the black wings, it produced a dense and deafening explosion!
Bang out!
As the divine light scattered, the sword-like sharp black wings broke out along with the explosion, triggering bursts of uncontrollable destructive energy currents that drowned the void.
The expression of the silver-robed young man was filled with panic.
When he tried to dodge, he found that it was too late.
Bang out!
The power of the whip-like attack still continued, its momentum did not decrease, and it finally struck his body.
His talisman seals, defense artifacts and aura all exploded with a series of explosions. It was as if a divine dragon had slapped him violently, and flew his body.
The slap inflicted many obvious visible wounds and scattered all over his body.
His skin and flesh were brutally torn, and fresh blood spurted out uncontrollably.
By the time he managed to stabilize himself, his entire face was already in a mess. He had turned into a miserable sight.
After this second blow, the Sacred Son of the God Blood Cave was seriously injured!
"How is this possible…"
The curly-bearded elder and Ghuo Meng felt cold sweat all over their bodies, making both of them frightened and extremely uncomfortable.