Chapter 125: Wrath of Thunder

Zhan Feng's pupils suddenly shrank and felt the incomparable domineering knife that scratched his cheek. He realized that he underestimated the enemy.

However, in an instant, Zhan Feng calmed down.

As soon as the sword formula in his hand was introduced, a dazzling purple light immediately appeared on the autumn water flying sword, and then, like a long rainbow through the sun, facing the blue knife light split at a high speed.

"Boom!"

A basket and a purple, two dazzling lights collided violently, emitting a huge vibration. The dazzling light made the warriors close their eyes, reflecting half of the sky into these two colors.

It was like a big earthquake on the cliff, and it began to shake violently and the rocks rolled. The warriors were shocked and panicked. They worked hard to stabilize their bodies. At the same time, they shouted and rushed to the side close to the swamp.

When the cliff stopped shaking, they looked at the two standing on the cliff in horror... No, there were three figures with fear in their eyes.

At this moment, they really realized the horror of Zhan Feng!

Previously, whether it was competing with the people of the blood-killing alliance or conflicting with them, what Zhan Feng performed was unpredictable and varied. The moves they had never seen were only his extremely strange speed, which did not reveal too strong strength.

In that way, the martial artists mistakenly thought that although Zhan Feng's cultivation was higher than theirs, it was not too outrageous.

However, the scene in front of them completely shattered the fantasy in their hearts.

It turns out that Zhan Feng is so powerful!!!

Looking back on Zhan Feng's move to them, I was secretly glad that he didn't perform this move just now, otherwise... who can take it?

In the hearts of the warriors, there was a lingering fear in their hearts.

Lan Xin's beautiful eyes stared at the center of the battlefield, her face was full of worry, and a pair of jade hands were tightly pinched, and her heart rose to her throat.

She wanted to call Zhan Feng to be careful, but she knew that if she shouted like that, it would not only not help, but also distract Zhan Feng. Therefore, she forcibly resisted the impulse in her heart.

Pray secretly for Zhan Feng in his heart.

She was relieved until the light dissipated and saw that Zhan Feng was safe and sound.

The old man with blue beard frowned more tightly. Others could not see the process of the battle, but he could see it. After the two fought just now, although Zhan Feng was not injured, he retreated more than ten steps in a row to stabilize his body, and the light on the sword was also a little dim. His disciple only took three steps back and stabilized his body.

Wond is stronger or weaker? Judgment from high and low!

Zhan Feng fell behind, as he expected; however, there was always a strange feeling in his heart, as if... Zhan Feng did not exert all his strength.

However, after his careful observation, he found that Zhan Feng showed all his strength and did not hide his shortcomings.

His feeling is different from what his eyes see! It's completely two results!

This time, he is also confused. He can't figure out whether he should believe in his feelings or believe in his eyes?

"You can also take a move from me!"

After Zhan Feng stabilized his body, he shouted angrily and felt a little angry.

"Sword Wing Tianxiang!"

Tens of thousands of purple swords resurrect on the originally dim autumn water flying sword. At the same time, the cold sword is full of heaven and earth, as if to tear heaven and earth apart.

The purple light reflected half of the sky for a while.

Zhanfeng clothes are hunting, with a solemn expression and careful control.

In an instant, under the control of Zhan Feng, ten thousand purple swords merged into a pair of purple wings.

On the wings, the purple light shines, dazzling, the sword is cold, and cold to the bone marrow.

"Go!"

Zhan Feng shouted, and the sword formula was full of sharp and cold sword wings, shining with dazzling purple light, and instantly killed the disciple.

After this move, Zhan Feng's face suddenly turned pale, and his footsteps were frivolous and swaying.

The little fox was about to cry and quickly held Zhan Feng's arm.

She hated that she had a lot of cultivation, but she couldn't fully display it at a critical moment, and couldn't help but regret it secretly.

Zhan Feng smiled bitterly, and he couldn't help it! In order to deceive the old man with blue beard, he had to deceive the little fox together. He turned his head with a faint smile on his face.

Seeing the purple light coming, the disciple's eyelids suddenly beat, because he smelled a trace of danger from this move, which made his heart tremble unconsciously.

Then, he was furious. How could a warrior who was weaker than him bring danger to him?

is tolerable! Yes, his uncle can't stand it!

"Stacking waves and swinging - sucking!"

He roared, and the long knife in his hand burst into bright blue light, like surging waves.

The knife momentum rolled, and the waves, under the pull of the knife momentum, are stacked and erratic, forming a huge blue whirlpool. In the large whirlpool, there are countless small whirlpools.

However, his moves did not end with this.

After the 'slapping wave rotation' was applied, the knife momentum rose again.

"Nine overlapping waves - cut!"

Lu Shang has also used this move, but Lu Shang's cultivation is obviously not as profound as that of the old man's disciples, and his power is naturally very different.

This move was used by the disciples of the old man with blue beard, which was very powerful.

The knife is like a wave, split like nine knives and lightning, like nine evil dragons in the sea, converging in one place, nine knives combined, forming a shocking knife light.

crossed the sky and split like lightning to Zhan Feng.

Zhan Feng's heart beat uncontrollably and violently, and a strong sense of crisis hit his heart, and his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

At the moment when he saw that the purple wings were about to collide with the whirlpool, the sword formula in Zhan Feng's hand changed again and shouted, "san!"

The purple wings spread in an instant, split, and turned back into thousands of swords, bypassing the whirlpool.

"he!"

With a big shout, ten thousand swords were combined again to form a huge purple sword light, which violently collided with the disciple's 'nine overlapping waves'.

"Boom..."

The huge sound was deafening and exploded in the mind of every warrior. Some warriors with slightly weak cultivation suddenly turned pale, their eyes were full of stars, their faces were painful, and their ears were bleeding.

Zhan Feng and the disciple's figure burst back, his face turned pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of Zhan Feng's mouth.

The light of the flying sword is dim, and there are faint cracks, and the knife in the disciple's hand is already covered with spider webs, which may be broken at any time.

At the same time, an inexplicable look flashed in the eyes of the old man with blue beard and whispered a few words in the ear of another disciple.

Although I didn't hear what he was talking about? However, looking at the disciple's happy look, you will know that it must not be a good thing!

Zhan Feng stabilized his body, gasped, and was secretly vigilant. The little fox looked distressed and gently wiped the blood off his mouth.

However, their next move made Zhan Feng extremely angry!

It irrepressiblely exposes the strength of the whole body.