The Sacred Ruins Chapter 137: Suppression
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After the Panshan Old Ancestor landed, the body was like a grass, and it was firmly attached to the ground. The punching style could not be moved, and mysterious energy continued to hit.
After coughing up a bit of blood, he fell to the ground with a humanoid body, the speed was as fast as peak, his limbs were on the ground, and he appeared hundreds of meters away instantly.
Chu Feng followed up. The fist print and the black dagger pointed away. He had never left his point.
They all traveled at supersonic speed, the air exploded, and all the rocks and giant trees along the way exploded as long as they touched their bodies and there was nothing to stop them.
The speed is very scary at this step, and the requirements for fleshly body are extremely high, otherwise body will crack and simply can't bear it!
"Boom!"
A brown stone with a height of more than ten meters was smashed by Panshan Old Ancestor, and the rock crashed into Kā. He flew like a missile, destroying it and destroying it.
He lies on the ground and walks against the ground, trying to get rid of Chu Feng's close attack.
However, Chu Feng locked him like a shadow. At the end, he jumped forward and slammed forward. The black dagger in his hand pointed directly at the back of Panshan Old Ancestor and stabbed downward.
The crimson flying sword that hovered around the old weasel exploded into a brilliant glow, like the whole mountain peak was red when the clouds were burning, too bright.
"When!"
The sword body of scarlet split on the black dagger in the hands of Chu Feng, and the whole void blasted more than once, like the thunder that fell on Kā, which shocked this mountain top.
The power of this flying sword is too great, it can cut off a mountain!
If Chu Feng is not a king-level lifeforms, how can it resist the shocking power of this seed, dozens of hundreds of ordinary aliens are not enough to shoot this flying sword.
Chu Feng's tiger's mouth is hot, and there are cracks and blood stains oozing out, but he is not angry, but in the eyes shows a radiant light, very hopeful.
He is looking forward to imperial swordsmanship. If he kills Panshan Old Ancestor, he may be able to get Panshan ’s heritage, and he will be able to control the sword body and sweep the four enemies.
This thing is almost indestructible, and it can kill an opponent hundreds of meters away, which is too scary.
Boom!
The black dagger although was blocked, but the fist of Chu Feng has been smashed down, slamming into the back of Panshan Old Ancestor, Hu Xiaozhen Kā, a huge fierce tiger rushed down.
This is the tiger shape in Shape Intent Fist. Even the old boxers who practiced boxing for a lifetime are not necessarily able to manifest True Form, but Chu Feng is proficient and mastered, and he understands it.
This punch is fierce and overbearing. The white tiger True Form has emerged, and the main killing, shaking Sun and Moon, is very violent.
The Panshan Old Ancestor was forced to helplessly, turned over sharply, flicked his back against the ground, and his hands were constantly flapping upwards to resolve the white tiger True Form killing trick.
Bang bang ...
The two fought fiercely, one on the top, constantly punching, and the other flying backwards against the ground, a fierce collision, the boxing wind roared, and it was louder than thunder.
The mountain was broken and was broken by two people. Many cracks appeared on the ground. All the old trees exploded and appeared fragile in front of the king lifeforms.
Poof!
The old weasel coughed up blood, and he could n’t eat a bit under this rapid attack of seed. He turned up and stood upright, almost crazy, and roared repeatedly.
Chu Feng's fist print is too heavy, and every time it strikes, it makes a terrible sonic boom. although does not have lightning, but it is more amazing than landing the Thunder.
After breaking through the sound barrier, the air is exploding.
The old weasel encountered a big crisis and fell into the horror fist of Chu Feng. Its although was very fierce, but it could not stop the stormy attack of seed.
Boom, boom ...
In the fleshly body fight, Panshan Old Ancestor had a bleeding nose and nose that could hardly hold up. It was beaten like a scarecrow, blood was splashing, his body was big change, and he was like a sieve.
His whole body fluttered, and he was dissolving the terrible fist print of Chu Feng. Even so, he couldn't bear it. There were cracks on his body and he was about to be beaten.
"Kill!"
Chu Feng shouts out, fist to flesh, domineering and boundless, like a big Demon God, advance all the way to suppress opponents.
Boom!
Panshan Old Ancestor was hit again and again, hitting the mountain wall in the distance, where it collapsed, huge stones rolled around, and the smoke was Kā.
The king-level lifeforms ’s fleshly body is terrifying. Even if he was seriously injured and was caught in the danger of life and death, the old weasel is still very terrifying, rushing at supersonic speed, shattering all the boulders crushed on his body.
"Dead!"
Chu Feng shouts out, punched straight out, it was like shaking the Kā like a moving ground, accompanied by the sound of explosion like Thunder from Nine Heavens, the air was scattered and the power was unparalleled.
Boom!
The body of Panshan Old Ancestor glows, and the cracks on the body surface overflow with a ray of blood, turning into a red mist to wrap itself, and the king-level power is boiling.
Its power has skyrocketed, and the old weasel is desperately desperate. Otherwise, it may be alive and dead by the fist of Chu Feng. The young human king is too tough.
Boom!
The two collided, emitting a dazzling light, that was mysterious energy was oscillating and spreading. This place was flying sand and rocks. As the hurricane transited, the stones with large grinding discs were all blown up into the air.
Panshan Old Ancestor stumbled and retreated several tens of meters away. There were one big crack after another on the ground at the foot of the mountain. The ruptured that he stepped on the mountain, I can imagine how terrible power was encountered.
During the fight, the two swords also collided constantly. The sound of sonorous sounds was like cracking the Kā dome, murderous aura and Kā. The sword light illuminates the whole mountain!
Chu Feng has nothing to do with it except bleeding shoulders. It was cut by Crimson flying sword.
There are many cracks on the body surface of Panshan Old Ancestor, which was shocked by the fist print of Chu Feng. It was about to explode him, blood mist steamed, and surrounded him.
He is using mystique method, consuming Beast King Blood at all costs, and constantly providing power for himself, otherwise, Chu Feng cannot be blocked.
"I underestimate you." Panshan Old Ancestor whispered, his eyes cold.
"You let me come to Panshan to ask for guilt, I'm here, but can you afford it?" Chu Feng pushed forward, the momentum became stronger and stronger.
He is tall and long, but tall is still strong, and his body is crystal and perfect. This is the horror fleshly body of the king-level lifeforms. Even if it looks very ethereal, it contains the most terrifying power.
Boom!
The war broke out again. Chu Feng ’s fist prints became more frightening. He completely suppressed the old Panshan team. He was flying continuously, and his nose and mouth were bleeding.
At the same time, the two swords are also fighting. The sword light illuminates the mountain and rises high. From a distance, it is very terrifying, as if there is a peerless sword immortal!
Roar!
Panshan Old Ancestor shouted at Kā, his body glowed, and blood energy was more transpiring, but he was still invincible and was hit into the mountain wall several times.
If there is no Crimson flying sword, he has already been hit by Chu Feng!
Even so, he can still have supersonic speed, with a gust of wind, leaping on the mountain as fast as lightning, leaving one after another afterimage, and everything he has been destroyed is destroyed.
Poof!
The old weasel's seven tricks are bleeding.
Chu Feng is approaching, but at this moment he suddenly feels something is wrong, inexplicable horror, even if the king-level lifeforms divine awareness hedge with each other, he still feels hairy, which shows that the problem is too serious.
In an instant, he runs the special Breathing Art again, and his body is tight!
From the hunch to the wrong, and then to the extremely fast defense, everything happened in an instant, such as the dawn of the light, passing in a flash.
Chu Feng was covered with cold hair, and he had a headache, as if something had to be drilled into his mind, so that his body was staggering and standing unsteady.
In the air, there was a golden weasel that was not very big, just half a foot long. It appeared there and desperately drilled into the head of Chu Feng.
If it was n’t for Chu Feng, who was alert enough and intuitively frightening, he must have taken the trick and was successfully attacked by the weasel, but even then he suffered a terrible attack.
"Dead, I will bear you for a long time!"
Panshan Old Ancestor shouted, his real body flew over, attacked madly, his body overflowed with the king-level blood essence, burned into a red glow, and provided him with mysterious energy.
He is desperately attacking Chu Feng to provide the golden weasel formed by fine divine force in mid-air.
This is his ability to unlock the second yoke, almost magical, once again spawned an independent Spiritual Body, like a External Body Incarnation, has been hiding in the dark, ready to fight Chu Feng, so as to occupy his body.
This is the old weasel's killing trick, but it is not easy to achieve, so he has been paralyzing Chu Feng, fighting with him, and suddenly killing him at a critical moment.
Chu Feng is actually also guarded, because during the Demon Ox roar, Zeng Zhen ’s old weasel was in a trance, then he became suspicious.
He knows that this pulse divine force is extraordinary, far superior to other seed families, and the Demon Ox sound power is actually easy to work, naturally let him feel surprised.
Old Weasel has been coveting the Chu Feng king-level body. Once he has it, his independent Spiritual Body has a sustenance and has a real body.
At that time, he will get the Chu Feng king-level physique, which is equal to a double king, and his strength will skyrocket.
"Kill!"
Panshan Old Ancestor roared, madly urged the divine force, the golden Little Yellow weasel desperately drilled into the head of Chu Feng, wishing to occupy it immediately.
"Go!"
Chu Feng bursts drinking, although has a headache, but the consciousness is very sober, and the special Breathing Art is running. The mouth emits a white light like thunder and lightning.
Roar!
At the same time, he roared loudly, exerted vigorous Demon Ox punches, and broke out Demon Ox roar, this is a seed mental attack method, which can resist the invasion of divine awareness.
"How is it possible?" Panshan Old Ancestor yelled.
He stayed for a long time, just to kill a king-level body at a critical moment, but now he finds that he ca n’t get into this body like he is facing Copper Skin & Iron Bones.
For other Beast King, it must have been occupied by the king-level fleshly body. The old weasel has the confidence of this seed, and the divine force is unmatched. It is simply not able to be opposed by other aliens.
But now he is in big trouble. With Chu Feng running a special Breathing Art, it is not only his mysterious energy in his flesh and blood that is diffused and much stronger, but also his spirit seems to be breathing, followed by a surge.
At this time, Chu Feng was also taken aback. For the first time, he felt that Spiritual Body could also breathe. In a flash, a silver blaze overflowed in front of his forehead. It was a blazing fine divine force, as if to burn everything.
"Ah ..."
The golden weasel, which was half a foot long, fell from midair, rolled, and shouted sternly. It was not good for the divine force. It was burned and seriously injured.
It screams in pain, because Great Influence is gone, and it is about to finish itself. (To be continued.)