After the Panshan Ancestor landed on the ground, his body was as tough as grass, sticking to the ground. The fist wind could not be hit, and the mysterious energy continued to hit.

He coughed out a mouthful of blood and lie on the ground in a human-shaped body. He was extremely fast, and he appeared hundreds of meters away on all fours.

Chu Feng followed up, and the fist print and the black short sword finger were still on the distance. He had never left his vital point. He wanted to attack further, escape and chase, and his destructive power was amazing.

They all walked at supersonic speeds, the air exploded, and all the rocks, giant trees and other bodies on the road exploded and were completely destroyed.

The speed has reached this point and it is very terrifying. The requirements for the body are particularly high, otherwise the body will crack and will not be able to withstand it!

"boom!"

A brown stone more than ten meters high was smashed by the ancestor of Panshan, and the rocks collapsed into the sky. It flew over like a missile, destroying it wither and destructive power.

He lay on the ground and walked close to the ground, trying to get rid of Chu Feng's close attack.

However, Chu Feng Ruying followed him and finally jumped forward and rushed forward. The black short sword in his hand pointed straight at the back of the Panshan Ancestor and stabbed down.

The red flying sword hovering beside the old weasel burst out with brilliant rays of light, like a fire burning clouds dyeing the entire mountain red, too bright.

"when!"

The red sword body slashed on the black short sword in Chu Feng's hand, and the entire void burst into pieces, like the thunder falling from the nine heavens, shocking the mountain top.

The power of this flying sword is too great, it can flatten a mountain!

If Chu Feng hadn't been a king-level creature, how could he withstand such shocking power? Dozens or hundreds of ordinary aliens would not be enough to take action together.

Chu Fenghu's mouth was hot, and cracks appeared, and blood was oozing out, but he was not angry, but instead showed a bright light in his eyes, extremely hopeful.

He was looking forward to sword control. If he killed the ancestor of Panshan, he might be able to obtain the inheritance of Panshan, and he could control the sword body and sweep the enemies from all directions.

This thing is invincible and can kill enemies hundreds of meters away, which is really too terrifying.

Boom!

Although the black short sword was blocked, Chu Feng's fist had already hit and hit the back of the ancestor Panshan. The tiger roared and shook the sky, and a huge tiger culled down.

This is the tiger shape in Xingyiquan. Old boxers who have been practicing boxing for a lifetime may not be able to manifest the true shape. Chu Feng is proficient and mastered, and he has understood it thoroughly.

This punch is fierce and domineering. When the White Tiger appears, it will kill and shake the sun and the moon, which is very violent.

The ancestor Panshan was forced to turn over and suddenly flew backwards against the ground, and his hands kept slapped upwards to resolve the killing moves of the White Tiger.

Bang bang bang bang...

The two fought fiercely, one on the top, constantly punching, and the other on the bottom flew backwards against the ground. The fierce collision, the howling fist wind was, even more shocking than the thunder.

The mountain was broken and was trampled by two people. Many cracks appeared on the ground, all the ancient trees exploded, and they looked fragile in front of king-level creatures.

puff!

The old weasel coughed up blood in big mouthfuls. Under this rapid attack, he couldn't bear it and turned over and stood upright, almost crazy, roaring.

Chu Feng's fist seal was too heavy, and every time he hit it, it made a terrible sonic boom. Although there was no lightning, it was even more amazing than landing on thunder.

After breaking through the sound barrier, the air seemed to explode.

The old weasel encountered a great crisis and was trapped in Chu Feng's terrifying boxing seal. Although it was very fierce, it could not stop this stormy offensive.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

As the body fights, the ancestor Panshan was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he could hardly hold on. He was beaten up like a scarecrow, with blood splattering everywhere, his body trembling violently, and his body was like a sieve.

His body was shaking, dissolving Chu Feng's terrible fist marks. Even so, he couldn't bear it. One crack after another appeared on his body, and he was about to explode.

"kill!"

Chu Feng shouted loudly, fisting to the flesh, and was boundlessly domineering, like a great demon, advancing all the way to suppress the opponent.

Bang bang bang bang!

The ancestor of Panshan was beaten to fly again and hit the mountain wall in the distance, which collapsed there, huge stones rolled down everywhere, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

The body of the king-level creature is very terrifying. Even if it is seriously injured and falls into a dangerous place of life and death, the old weasel is still very terrifying. It rushed up at supersonic speed and shattered all the huge rocks pressing on its body.

"die!"

Chu Feng shouted loudly and punched him out, just like a shaking earth. With the sound of explosion like thunder falling in the sky, the air was shaken and had unparalleled power.

Boom!

The body of the Panshan ancestor was glowing, and the cracks on the surface of his body overflowed one after another, turning into a red mist to wrap himself around, and the king-level power was boiling.

Its strength soared, and the old weasel fought to the death, otherwise he might have been shocked to death by Chu Feng's fist marks. That young human king was too fierce.

Boom!

The two collided and emitted a dazzling light. It was mysterious energy stimulating and spreading. The sand and stones flew in this place, like a hurricane passing through the border, and all the stones as big as millstones were blown up and reached mid-air.

The old ancestor of Panshan staggered and retreated dozens of meters away. One big crack after another appeared on the ground under his feet, and the mountains were trampled and broken open by him. You can imagine how terrifying power he encountered.

During the battle just now, the two sword bodies continued to collide, and the clanging sound was as if they were about to split the sky, with murderous aura, and the sword light illuminated the entire mountain top!

Apart from bleeding from his shoulders, Chu Feng was fine. He was cut open by the red flying sword.

There were many cracks on the surface of the Panshan Ancestor's body, which was shocked by Chu Feng's fist marks. It was so shattered that he was shattered, and the blood mist evaporated around him.

He was using secret techniques to consume the Beast King blood essence at any cost, constantly providing power for himself, otherwise he would not be able to stop Chu Feng.

"I underestimate you." Panshan ancestor whispered, his eyes cold.

"You asked me to come to the mountains to apologize. I'm here, but can you bear it?!" Chu Feng rushed forward, his momentum getting stronger and stronger.

He is tall, tall but strong, and has a crystal clear and perfect body. This is the terrifying body of a king-level creature. Even though it looks ethereal, it contains the most terrifying power.

boom!

The war broke out again, and Chu Feng's fist marks became more and more terrifying, suppressing the old group of Panshan in an all-round way. He kept flying and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

At the same time, the two sword bodies were also fighting. The sword light illuminated the mountain and rushed very high. From a distance, it looked very terrifying, as if there was a peerless sword immortal fighting for power!

roar!

The Panshan Ancestor roared to the sky, his body glowed, and his blood was even more powerful, but he was still defeated and was beaten several times and hit into the mountain wall.

If it weren't for the Red Flying Sword, he would have been blown up by Chu Feng!

Even so, he still had supersonic speeds, leaping on the mountain peaks with strong winds, as fast as lightning, leaving behind one after another, and everything was destroyed wherever he passed.

puff!

The old weasel was bleeding from seven orifices, and it was almost gone.

Chu Feng approached, but at this moment he suddenly felt something was wrong and was inexplicably terrified. Even if the king-level creatures were hedging each other's divine senses, he still felt furious, which shows that the problem was too serious.

In an instant, he used his special breathing method again, his body tense and his body tense!

From premonition of something wrong, to extreme defense, it all happened in an instant, like lightning light passing by in a flash.

Chu Feng's hair was full of coldness, and his headache was split, as if something was about to penetrate his mind, causing his body to stagger and stand unsteadily.

In the air, there was a golden weasel not very big, only about half a foot long, and it floated there, desperately drilling into Chu Feng's head.

If Chu Feng hadn't had enough vigilance and keen intuition just now, he would have been hit and was attacked by a weasel, but even so he had endured a terrible attack.

"Die, I've been tolerating you for a long time!"

The old ancestor of Panshan roared, his real body pounced over and attacked wildly, and his body overflowed with king-level essence and blood, burned into red glow, providing him with mysterious energy.

He attacked Chu Feng desperately, providing an opportunity for the golden weasel transformed from mental power in the air.

This is the ability he gained from opening the second shackles. Like a magical power, he once again nurtured an independent spiritual body, like an incarnation of the body, hiding in the dark, ready to slap Chu Feng at any time, thus occupying his body.

This is the killing move of the old weasel, but it is not easy to achieve, so he has been numbing Chu Feng and fighting with him. He suddenly killed him at a critical moment.

Chu Feng was actually prepared for it, because when the Bull Demon Roar was roaring, Zeng Zhen made the old weasel in a trance, and then he became suspicious.

He knew that this lineage had extraordinary mental power and was far superior to other races, and that Niu Mo Yin Gong was easily effective, which naturally surprised him.

The old weasel has been coveting Chu Feng's king-level body. Once he has it, his independent spiritual body will have sustenance and a real body.

At that time, he will gain Chu Feng's king-level physique, which is equivalent to two kings, and his strength will soar.

"kill!"

The old ancestor of Panshan roared, urging his mental power madly, the golden little weasel desperately drilled into Chu Feng's head, wishing to occupy it immediately.

"roll!"

Chu Feng shouted loudly. Although his headache was so shattered, he was very awake and used his special breathing method to spew out his mouth with a snow-white light like lightning.

roar!

At the same time, he roared, used the powerful Bull Demon Fist, and burst out the Bull Demon Roar. This is a method of spiritual attack that can resist the invasion of divine consciousness.

"How is that possible?" Panshan Ancestor shouted angrily.

He endured for a long time, just to kill the enemy at a critical moment and take away a king-level body, but now he found that he could not get into this body as if he was facing a copper and iron bone.

If it were other beast kings, they would have been occupied by the king's body. The old weasel has this confidence and unparalleled mental power, and it is not something other aliens can fight against.

But now he is in big trouble. As Chu Feng uses his special breathing method, not only is the mysterious energy in his flesh and blood, but it becomes much stronger, but his spirit seems to be breathing, which increases sharply.

At this time, Chu Feng was also surprised. He felt that his mental body could breathe for the first time. In an instant, silver-white light overflowed in front of his forehead. It was a blazing mental power, as if he wanted to burn everything.

"ah……"

The golden weasel, more than half a foot long, fell from the air, rolling and screaming shrillly. It was defeated by its mental power and was burned to severely injured.

It screamed in pain, because the situation was hopeless and it was about to be finished. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!