C189 Sorry to be Late
C189 Sorry to be Late
The faces of many people present darkened, Cang Baiyu also frowned, his heart sinking. As the young master of Tefeng Commerce Chamber, he also knew of this type of spirit medicine called Wild Spirit Grass!
Wild Spirit Grass, as its name implied, had a kind of crazy meaning. Wild Spirit Grass could increase a person's strength rapidly for a certain period of time to the person who consumed it, but it was only effective for Martial Cultivator who consumed it for a short period of time. Taking Wild Spirit Grass could increase the person's realm for a short period of time, but there was a certain period of time limit for the person who consumed it.
"Hah!"
While everyone was still in shock, Yan Feng had already swallowed the Violent Spirit Grass and shouted towards the sky. Following which, a powerful vortex of energy with Yan Feng as the center spread out, and the whirling wind around him was like a leopard that was ready to attack. Once it awakened, its prey would be put to death!
A wave of imposing aura that blotted out the sky and covered the earth swept over, causing Feng Yao and the rest's faces to turn pale white. This was the suppression of the Martial Cultivator's imposing aura on a lower realm.
Creation Stage!
"All of you, back off. I'll deal with him. I feel like a guy is about to arrive." At the same time, his aura also continued to rise, and a terrifying aura exploded out. Although he did not reach Creation Stage, his aura was something that no one in the Core Formation Stage could compare to.
"Bastard?" Could it be? "Could it be Big Brother Mu?" Hearing Cang Baiyu's words, the eyes of Feng Yao and the others lit up, but immediately dimmed down. They felt that Liu Tie was very strong, but his strongest point was only at the Large Core realm.
Since you want to die first, then I will start with you. " Feeling a sense of abundant strength, he took in a deep breath. His Creation Stage was powerful indeed, and after taking in a deep breath, he extended his hands which appeared to be extremely long and thin.
Several fingers were as sharp as knives, piercing through the air as fast as lightning, heading straight for Cang Baiyu's throat.
Dense Yuan Power undulations gathered at the tip of that weirdly long finger. Numerous tiny tornadoes quickly gathered at the tip of his finger. The power of this finger was enough to pierce through even a fine metal.
"Such sharp finger winds!" When Feng Yao and the others saw Yan Feng's attack, they were all shocked. Yan Feng's current strength had reached the Creation Stage, and it was indeed something Core Formation Stage could not compare to.
His eyes stared intently at the finger wind that was rushing over. Only when the latter had nearly reached a foot in front of him did he suddenly attack like a leopard that was about to charge up its strength!
Cang Baiyu's palm was wrapped by Yuan Power and pierced through Yan Feng's finger. After which, his palm slammed down heavily on the latter's hand. A skillful force directly dissolved Yan Feng's attack.
With his fine perception, he was able to clearly grasp the change in Yan Feng's finger technique. That was why he was able to dissolve Yan Feng's attack at such a crucial moment.
"Sizzle sizzle!" However, Yan Feng was obviously not an ordinary person. After being melted in one move, he advanced instead of retreating. His ten fingers moved and a sharp wind was like a storm as it headed towards Mu Yi's vital points.
"Pa Pa Pa!"
Cang Baiyu also did not retreat when Yan Feng suddenly became ferocious. He changed his fist style and a clear sound immediately appeared at this place. The wind churned from his fist. There was a special charm to it despite its simplicity.
"Squeak!"
A sound of steel clashing rang out, and Cang Baiyu's fists clashed against Yan Feng's palms. Immediately after, Yan Feng's palms were wrapped around Cang Baiyu's arms, and his fingers were like sharp snakes as they stabbed deeply into Cang Baiyu's arms. Dark red blood oozed out, and Yan Feng succeeded in his attack.
"Break!"
Just as Yan Feng was about to cripple his hands, Cang Baiyu shouted loudly. A tyrannical force surged out from his body, and with a crackling sound, Yan Tian's fingers that had pierced into his arms were forced out by a huge force. At the same time, a green light appeared around Cang Baiyu's body, which was extremely strange.
"What?! He can actually use his own strength?!" The moment Yan Tian's fingers were forced out, he knew in his heart that the tyrannical power from before definitely did not belong to that kid. There must be something strange on his body, and thinking about this, Yan Feng's killing intent became even stronger.
"Clang!"
After Cang Baiyu was grabbed by Yan Feng, he ignored his bleeding arm and opened up five fingers of his right hand. With a burst of sound, the long spear that was previously inserted into the stone wall shot out with a 'suo' sound and landed in Cang Baiyu's hand. With the gun in his hand, Cang Baiyu's entire aura also changed and became even more tyrannical.
After being grabbed by Yan Feng, not caring about his bleeding arm, he opened up his right hand with five fingers. After a series of explosive sounds, the long spear that was previously inserted into the stone wall shot out with a 'suo' sound and landed in Cang Baiyu's hand.
Yan Feng's eyes were like that of an evil hawk's as he stared at Cang Baiyu. Suddenly, his feet shook and cracks appeared on the bluestone ground. Yan Feng himself turned into a streak of light and dashed towards Cang Baiyu.
A long spear appeared in Yan Feng's hand and he swung it downwards. The spear's shadow was like a cold crescent moon!
A touch of cold light was reflected in Cang Baiyu's eyes.
Cang Baiyu's pupils constricted! The spear in his hand did not dare to slow down.
Whoosh!
The spear was like an arrow that was being shot out. The tip of the spear tore through the air. Accompanied by ear-piercing hisses! " "Clang!"
The moment the weapon touched, Cang Baiyu felt a huge impact from the tip of the spear! Cang Baiyu's expression immediately changed, the originally sharp and imposing Cang Baiyu. He felt as if the spear in his hand had sunk into an invisible whirlpool.
Swoosh!
Yan Feng's spear directly pierced Cang Baiyu's heart!
"Clang!" At this moment of life and death, the long spear in his left hand drew an arc, and hit Yan Feng's spear tip. Borrowing the force of the impact, he pushed off with his feet and immediately flew backwards dozens of feet.
"Hu!" "Sigh, there's still a difference in our realms. We can't use our full strength." Cang Baiyu thought in his heart, he was still unable to contend against the Creation Stage, and at the moment the palm holding the spear had already split open, and blood dyed the black spear body. If not for the protection in his body, he might have been crippled by Wu Tie's claws earlier. "Swish!"
"Swoosh!"
"Swish!"
Yan Feng did not give Cang Baiyu the chance to catch his breath as the shadows of the guns covered the sky with their sinister auras as as they attacked Cang Baiyu.
10,000 spears shot out at the same time!
The afterimages of the lances were like a group of poisonous snakes that tried to bite Cang Baiyu.
Holding the spear in his hand, Cang Baiyu moved nimbly and continuously dodged and shifted. The spear in his hand was also constantly resisting Yan Feng's attack. However, one thing was certain. Cang Baiyu was continuously retreating and his momentum was gradually being pressured by Yan Feng.
"Not good, he can't hold on much longer." Feng Yao said nervously as she looked at the one-sided situation.
"It's just not possible. Later, we'll charge up together and fight them."
"Killing one is enough, killing two is enough! I'm going to risk it all!"
At this time, a row of Martial Cultivator shouted in anger.
At this moment, Yan Feng's endless stream of spear techniques had made Cang Baiyu feel as if he had fallen into a huge whirlpool. Cang Baiyu was completely entangled and had nowhere to run. At this moment, Cang Baiyu felt that he was unable to use his powerful technique at all — every time he blocked a attack, he would spit out blood!
"Ah!
"Pfft!"
Finally, under Wu Tie's storm-like attacks, Cang Baiyu was finally unable to hold on. His body flew backwards as he continuously spat out a few mouthfuls of blood in midair. His aura immediately weakened.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
After coughing violently a few times, Cang Baiyu held onto the long spear with both of his hands, barely able to stand still. His already pale face was now even paler, without a trace of blood, "Looks like I need to work hard, without breaking through to the Creation Stage, I won't be able to use my full strength in the Wandering Dragon Tyrant Spear Technique. Sigh, it seems like I still lack strength.
"Haha, let's see how long you can last." Looking at Cang Baiyu's pale face, Yan Feng walked towards Cang Baiyu with his gun in hand, a cruel smile on his face.
"Hmph, Mu Yi, you still haven't come. Your brother is about to be killed by you." At this moment, Cang Baiyu did not look at Yan Feng, who was walking towards him. Instead, he raised his head and shouted towards the misty sky, because he felt something.
Every time Mu Yi saw him, he would feel the same way. Actually, Cang Baiyu also felt the same way. However, just like Mu Yi, they didn't talk to each other about it.
"Haha, shout, no one can save you even if you scream your throat out. Die." Stopping for a moment and looking at the mist-filled sky, Yan Tian said with a cold smile. At the same time, he sped up his pace.
"Just accept your death. Don't be stupid next time you're reincarnated, you're going against me." Yan Feng's long spear clawed fiercely and with a single hand, he threw it towards Cang Baiyu.
"Hur hur, it's quite lively. Sorry, I came late."
The sound of wind breaking could be heard from within the ruins as a sound shadow that contained a dense amount of elemental energy exploded within the ruins, shaking the people within the ruins until their hearts couldn't help but shake.
"So powerful!"
"Who is it?"