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Hearing the other party's words, Chu Feng had a strange look in his eyes.
Hasn't his reputation spread to the holy land of all races?
As for the other party's request for a one-on-one fight, it's probably because they want to kill him so that Thunder Corpse Dragon can regain his freedom, so that he can have a chance to subdue a powerful mount.
Unfortunately, he made the wrong idea.
The reason why Chu Feng did not intervene in this battle was because Thunder Corpse Dragon rarely encountered an enemy that could bring him setbacks. If he intervened easily, wouldn't Thunder Corpse Dragon lose a chance to exercise?
"Take it as a mount, your qualifications are really not enough."
Chu Feng didn't go to answer the demon saint's words, but shifted the topic to Thunder Corpse Dragon.
The purple lightning struck the demon saint abruptly, and the demon saint once again propped up the protective shield of Yuanli, but this time, his body was caught off guard and appeared in some embarrassment.
"As a demon saint, it takes so much effort to deal with an eighth-level monster. After it grows to the ninth level, you are still going to die in its hands. Such a weak holy-level existence, where do you come from? How dare you say the words of accepting it as a mount? Aren't you afraid of being swallowed by your own mount?"
While watching the battle, Chu Feng was also unforgiving.
He originally didn't want to talk so much nonsense, but this demon saint is really annoying.
It is obviously a low-level holy rank existence, and it can only find a sense of existence by bullying the weak, but now it makes him feel a little uncomfortable to say such outrageous words.
All below the holy rank are ants, this sentence is indeed true.
However, even if there are holy ranks, there are strong and weak ones.
"Really? I will let you know soon whether I am qualified or not."
The body of the demon saint suddenly enlarged, and the height of less than three meters suddenly exceeded a hundred meters. The huge body punched the thunder corpse dragon, and smashed the thunder corpse dragon, which had finally stood up, into the ground again. .
However, Thunder Corpse Dragon still struggled to stand up.
It was originally a special life born from death, and its vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if it still has a breath, it can use the breath of death to prevent itself from dying immediately.
The attack of the demon saint is indeed very powerful. For ordinary monsters, it can be regarded as a fatal injury, but for the thunder corpse dragon, such an attack is far from the threat of death.
The demon saint turned into a huge body with a height of 100 meters, and flew towards the thunder corpse dragon, and smashed the thunder corpse dragon that had just stood up into the ground again with his huge fist.
One punch after another fell, and the low-level monsters who were watching the battle nearby were trembling.
Under Chu Feng's order, the Demon Race Legion and the Hell Legion did not take action.
"Is this the battle between the existences of the holy order?"
I don't know who it is, but subconsciously said such a sentence.
The demon saint's movements froze, his whole body stiffened.
A battle between holy ranks?
To think that this ignorant monster is a holy existence?
However, at the next moment, the body of the Thunder Corpse Dragon suddenly disappeared.
Instead, there was Chu Feng's tiny figure.
"If you continue to fight, you may really die."
Chu Feng just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to train the Thunder Corpse Dragon so that it could feel the setbacks and the threat of a powerful enemy. He didn't intend to let the Thunder Corpse Dragon really die.
"Humans, it's your turn!"
The demon sage resolutely swung his huge mountain-like fist towards Chu Feng.
However, what greeted him was a black sword light.
"Boom!" There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
The huge fist fell to the ground with a bang, and the monster retracted its right arm, only to find that its fist had been sliced ??off by the sword at some point.
He lowered his head and found that this small human being had put on a layer of black armor at some point, and was holding a black long sword in his hand.
It was this long sword exuding a destructive aura that cut off his fist.
The huge body of the demon saint shrunk rapidly and returned to its original humanoid state of nearly three meters. However, the severed right hand recovered as before, and the huge fist on the ground also turned into vitality, which dissipated between the heaven and the earth.
That was his Dharma image just now, and he is a strong man in the Yuanli cultivation system.??Specially used to deal with huge creatures, the general unique technique used, even if it looks like a fist is cut off, it will not have a fatal impact on the body, at most it will only suffer some damage to the source.
Moreover, while Faxiang has a huge body and strong combat effectiveness, the degree of cohesion of Yuanli will also be greatly reduced.
It is not the best choice to carry out the system in the face of the same elemental force.
"Human, you pissed me off."
Accompanied by the roar of the demon saint, the power of the black field descended, with Yang Sheng as the center, within a diameter of 3 kilometers, all life was shrouded in this black field.
Chu Feng, who was in the center of the field, felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and his every move was greatly restricted.
Borrowing the power of the domain, the demon saint swung an angry punch towards Chu Feng's head. This powerful and heavy punch seemed to freeze even the space.
However, just when this punch was about to hit Chu Feng's head, a wooden sword blocked the fist.
"Die!"
Facing this wooden sword, the Demon Saint didn't have the slightest intention to back down, and directly punched the sword. The wooden sword was repelled by the huge force carried by this punch, and chopped on Chu Feng's own black armor.
However, the demon saint's fist was also blocked.
The demon sage was about to retract his fist, and when he punched again, a sword energy that was as black as ink, as if it could swallow even light, suddenly fell from the demon sage's right shoulder.
The blood splattered, and the demon saint took two steps back, covering the sword mark on his right shoulder with his left hand.
Chu Feng looked at the sword mark with some regret. Even if he used the power of Nirvana's sword body in the form of a sneak attack to make the strongest strike, it only left a scar less than two inches deep on the opponent's shoulder. Wound.
? This unknown demon sage, relied on his own body hardness to hold down the Nirvana Sword Qi.
"Human, you can actually hurt me."
The demon saint's eyes were full of humiliation, relying on the control of his power and physical body, the wound solidified directly, leaving only a small wound on the surface, which was forcibly suppressing the injury.
It was an indescribable humiliation for him that a mere human could actually hurt a great holy existence.
Such shame can only be washed away with human life.
"Pfft!"
Silently, a wooden sword pierced through the demon saint's heart from behind the demon saint.
The demon saint turned his head in disbelief, but saw another figure of Chu Feng. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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