Like a large ball of cotton being tightly squeezed, the space around Yang Feng was extremely compressed with him as the center. As the piercing beeps sounded, Yang Feng suddenly felt as if the surrounding mountains were being collided by mountains, and even the air turned into pieces.
If this were an ordinary person, he would probably have been turned into mince by now.
However, he was completely indifferent to the physical strength of Yang Feng, a full-level mage. He still stood there with his chest raised and his head raised, looking leeringly at the other person's face that was gradually distorting.
"go to hell!"
Kong Linghe clenched his teeth, his face turned red from holding back, and his body seemed to be trembling because of too much exertion. The hand holding the seal was also swaying constantly, as if it had used unprecedented strength.
But like a sponge that has been squeezed out of water, it becomes difficult to move even an inch after it is compressed to a certain extent. And Yang Feng is like a piece of steel. It is very solid. No matter how hard he presses, it is difficult to press in even half an inch.
It is completely different from the previous minions who were crushed to pieces with just a slight squeeze.
Boom!
Finally, with a loud noise, the space around Yang Feng suddenly exploded and turned into dark fragments.
Kong Linghe shook his body violently and stepped back continuously. The hand that he had just used to make the seal could not help but be dislocated by the force of the counter-shock. He thought to himself that the boy should be dead now.
But when he raised his head again and looked at the shattered space, what he saw was an intact figure, still standing in the dark void, majestic.
How can it be?
The pupils couldn't help but shrink, the ethereal crane was simply unbelievable.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, the moment the space was shattered, it would be shattered along with the space. But this kid is still intact.
There is only one possibility, that is, the opponent's strength has surpassed the strength of the space tearing force.
His physical body is actually more solid than the space structure of the spirit world, and is completely unaffected by the powerful shock wave caused by the collapse of space.
Such a strong person is the most annoying existence for space spiritual masters.
Suddenly, Kong Linghe¡¯s old face darkened.
Yang Feng smiled coldly, raised his finger at Kong Linghe provocatively and said, "Old guy, is this all you have? Show off any special skills you have, and I can give you time to try them all. Hehehehe .¡±
"you¡¡"
His body stagnated, and Kong Linghe was so angry that his whole body trembled.
Humiliation, naked humiliation.
" He Kong Linghe has been walking around the world for so many years, and he is also a number one figure. He has never encountered a time when he was looked down upon by others like he is today.
Involuntarily, Kong Linghe's anger arose in his heart, and evil grew in his guts. He roared loudly, and his whole body's aura suddenly bloomed.
Seeing that he still had a big move, Yang Feng crossed his arms across his chest, closed his eyes non-committally, and said proudly: "Come on, I will let you see today what it means to be bold and what strength means for a skilled person." The gap. I will just stand here and don¡¯t move. If you have the ability to pull off a hair on my head, I will take your last name, hehehehe.¡±
Phew!
The terrifying momentum soared into the sky, shaking the whole sky.
Yang Feng raised the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly.
Yes, it seems that this old boy is really going to make a big move. But it doesn't matter. With his little skills, if he hits me, a full-level mage, what's the difference between it and drizzle?
Hahaha¡¡
Sa!
As the saying goes, a storm comes and goes quickly.
Yang Feng was about to enjoy the devastation caused by the empty spirit crane, but he suddenly felt that the opponent's previously fierce momentum had suddenly disappeared. And there was no feeling of being attacked by a powerful force at all.
Huh? Why can't this old guy get up? Does he have no strength?
Yang Feng was suspicious in his heart. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around, but wherever he looked, there was still half a figure. The old boy had gone somewhere long ago.
Hey, where are the people?
Yang Feng scratched his head and looked around.
The Holy Ancestor sighed helplessly and said with a smile: "Silly boy, I've run away a long time ago. Do you think I'm a fool for living at such an old age? After one move, I still can't see the difference between the two sides, and I'm still waiting. After you finish showing off, will you have a heroic ending?"
"Let me go, why doesn't this old boy play his cards according to the routine? I ran away before I even started. It's really disappointing."
Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng looked around and couldn't find the shadow of the empty crane, so he ignored him.
Anyway, as long as he is near Wujiabao, it will not be easy to kill him someday.
But today, when I saw the group of killers besieging Kong Linghe, they seemed to mention Qin Shanhai¡¯s name. As the saying goes, catching thieves and catching stolen goods, at this time, you can actually have a good chat with that kid.
Thinking this, Yang Feng raised the corner of his mouth, ducked and disappeared.
On the other hand, the Sky Crane was flying very fast over Wujiabao, and used teleportation every five minutes in order to speed up and escape from the terrifying monster.
In fact, his sixth-grade spiritual method just now was his full strength.
Because he had already felt Yang Feng's power from the very beginning when he appeared, so he used his strongest secret skill in his life to kill the opponent with one blow.
The result was completely unexpected. The other party actually did nothing, and I couldn't even hurt the other party.
This gap made it impossible for him to see any hope of victory. He could only take advantage of the opponent's strength to run away.
After all, he knew in his heart that even if it was a sneak attack, he would have no chance of winning.
This Chen Jialuo is a completely different existence from the previous Elder Lei from Demon Cloud Cave.
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Breathing heavily, the Kongling Crane landed in a gloomy mountain forest. He looked back from time to time and saw that the other party was not chasing him. He finally calmed down a little and cursed: "Damn it, who is this Chen Jialuo? He actually has such unfathomable strength. It seems that I have to go back and report to the head of the family quickly and send a large team of people."
"That's not possible. How can the territory of my Wu Family Fort be taken over by people from your Jinling Mansion?"
Whoops!
Suddenly, at this moment, a sound broke through the air, and a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Kong Linghe.
Kong Linghe was startled and looked up, only to see that this was also a man wearing a mask, and it was very similar to Chen Jialuo's mask, so that he almost admitted his mistake and peed in fear.
However, after he looked at it carefully for a long time, he realized that it was just an impostor. He laughed with disdain and said, "Chen Jialuo has been making a lot of noise in Wujiapu recently, which finally attracted some clowns to come out and pretend to be. Hehe hehe But he is really capable. Who are you, dare to come here to scare me and seek death? "
"Mr. He, just now in front of Chen Jialuo, he ran away without saying a word. It's really embarrassing. But now he is showing off his power again. Don't you think you have no qualifications now? Hahaha!"
Click!
With a chuckle, the man took off his mask, revealing his true face in Lushan.
Kong Linghe¡¯s pupils shrank and he said in surprise: ¡°Is it you? Wu Fatian?¡±
¡°Yes, that¡¯s the Lord of this castle!¡±
A bright light flashed in his eyes, and a naked murderous intention flashed across Wu Fatian's face: "Kong Linghe, you can't go anywhere, let alone go back to Jinling Mansion. Today, you will die here, killed by Chen Jialuo, Hum hum hum." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com