1459: C1459 The Long Spear Was in a Straight Line

C1459 The Long Spear Was in a Straight Line

Liu Feng snorted coldly. With a shake of his wrist, the Long Spear swept out.

"Clang!"

When the two weapons collided, a terrifying shockwave erupted.

"Bam!"

Liu Feng stomped his foot heavily, and his body retreated a hundred meters away. His face was slightly red, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that Zhou Yan's attack just now had also injured him quite a bit.

"Brat, your strength is only slightly stronger than mine. Do you really think you can defeat me? I advise you to surrender obediently!"

Zhou Yan licked his lips and stared at Liu Feng with a mocking expression.

"You're wrong. Right now, you're just an arrow at the end of its flight. What awaits you is eternal despair!"

Liu Feng sneered.

"Hahahaha... you're really too ridiculous. You dare to say such big words with just your strength? I'll see if your brain is broken!"

Zhou Yan laughed towards the sky.

Liu Feng snorted coldly. With a kick of his feet, he flew out once again. His speed suddenly increased as he chased after Zhou Yan.

"Bam!"

Zhou Yan clenched his fists tightly and rushed forward once again.

"* Boom! *"

A huge force erupted as the two of them retreated dozens of meters each. Zhou Yan's face turned slightly pale as his legs turned weak.

"Brat, I already said that you are not my match at all. Don't ask for trouble!"

Zhou Yan's face turned ashen as he gritted his teeth with a twisted expression.

"Hehe, I'm looking forward to seeing how long you can last!"

The young man smiled faintly. With a light step on the ground, his body flew up at an extremely fast speed.

Zhou Yan's pupils suddenly constricted as the sword in his hand pierced out. A sword light whistled out, tearing through the sky as if it had turned into an arrow.

"Bam!"

The two weapons clashed once again.

Zhou Yan was once again sent flying.

"Brat, let's see how long you can last!"

Zhou Yan roared as he charged towards Liu Feng once again. Each time, he would be able to dodge Zhou Yan's attacks and thrust his spear forward.

Under such circumstances, Zhou Yan's combat strength continued to weaken.

On the other hand, Liu Feng's aura was still as strong as ever. He did not seem like a martial cultivator who had just stepped into the Half Martial Emperor Realm at all.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Zhou Yan was panting heavily as sweat dripped down from his forehead. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.

"How could this be... How could this be... You... How did you do it?!"

Zhou Yan's face was filled with disbelief, not daring to believe that this was the truth.

"What? You don't dare to believe it?"

Liu Feng spoke blandly, "In fact, your strength is not even one-fifth of my peak condition. If my cultivation hadn't dropped, I am afraid you wouldn't be my opponent!"

"What? Your cultivation has dropped?"

Zhou Yan's body was slightly startled, his eyes glazed over for a moment, and his face revealed a hint of ecstasy, "Haha, I didn't expect that you would still fall into my trap. Didn't you say you wanted to kill me? Now, you should have the chance, right?"

"Is that so?"

The corner of Liu Feng's mouth raised into a playful smile, "Do you think that the current me is your opponent?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's expression instantly froze.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

Zhou Yan's eyes turned cold as he jumped up and aimed the Long Spear in his hand at Liu Feng's chest.

"Swoosh!"

The Long Spear in Zhou Yan's hand turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Liu Feng.

"Boom!"

Zhou Yan's body flew backwards, smashing into a mountain wall and creating a huge hole in it.

Liu Feng stood in the air, his clothes fluttering in the wind, a cold expression on his face.

"Brat, do you really think that you can do anything to me with just this bit of strength?"

Zhou Yan walked out of the ruins with a face filled with hatred and madness.

"Let's see how many shots you can block!"

He shouted, waved the Long Spear in his hand, and shot towards Liu Feng.

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Liu Feng waved his arm, and the two Long Spears continuously collided in midair.

"Clang!"

The Long Spear flew out of his hand.

Zhou Yan's expression changed slightly. He stomped on the ground and pounced forward.

"Clang!"

Another sound of metal clashing rang out.

Zhou Yan's face turned pale as he felt a sharp pain on his shoulders. His body could not help but fly backwards.

He lowered his head and saw that one of his arms had been chopped off by Liu Feng's axe.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a large mouthful of blood, dyeing his clothes red, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.0

"Brat, you actually injured me!"

"Brat, since you want to experience a feeling that is worse than death, I will fulfill your wish!"

Zhou Yan's eyes were bloodshot and red. With a flip of his palm, a ball of black mist appeared in his palm, emitting waves of dark light and a fishy stench.

This ball of black mist was actually the evil puppet that Zhou Yan had refined!

"* Swoosh! *"

The black mist turned into a black storm and swept towards Liu Feng.

The black storm was filled with an endless dark aura that made one's heart go cold.

"Brrrooom!"

Zhou Yan controlled the black storm and crushed it towards Liu Feng, as if it could devour and destroy everything.

"Hmm? What an interesting guy! He can actually use an evil puppet!"

Liu Feng's eyebrows furrowed. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside the black storm, he could feel the terrifying power within it. If he was hit by it, his bones would shatter and he would die.

"Shua!"

With a flash, Liu Feng disappeared from where he was and dodged the black storm. At the same time, he extended his right hand and pointed at the black storm.

"Bam!"

The black storm exploded into countless pieces of flesh that flew everywhere.

The corner of Liu Feng's mouth curled up as a hint of disdain flashed across his face: "A mere Rank 3 Spiritual Beast puppet dares to fight against me!"

Liu Feng's speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zhou Yan and swung his staff down.

"* Crash! *"

Zhou Yan was sent flying and crashed into a pile of rocks. A few of his bones were broken, and the blood on his face continued to flow like a fountain, making him look extremely miserable.

"Puchi!"

Zhou Yan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Liu Feng. His anger was overflowing. He wanted to cut Liu Feng into a thousand pieces to vent the hatred in his heart.

"You... You actually broke my puppet!"

Zhou Yan struggled to get up. The blood at the corner of his mouth flowed like a stream as his eyes turned dark and terrifying." I can't accept this! I can't accept this! My strength has clearly surpassed yours, so why did I still lose?! "

Zhou Yan's heart was filled with unwillingness and resentment. He could not understand why he should have been able to easily take down Liu Feng, even though he was clearly one level higher than him.

However, before he could even touch Liu Feng's clothes, he was already defeated by him with a single move.

Liu Feng's eyes were calm as his lips moved slightly." You are too stupid. Do you know that the most horrible thing in the world is not your strength, but your stupidity? "

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