C133 Yin Sifting Sect Evil Art
C133 Yin Sifting Sect Evil Art
Zhen Tianxiong was furious. Like a cannonball, he rushed in front of Zhen Tianfeng, and a life-and-death battle broke out between the two of them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of fists and kicks hitting each other exploded in the air.
The two black figures seemed to be unable to catch a trace at all. They were so fast that it was hard to imagine.
It was as if there was a fire dragon entrenched on Zhen Tianxiong's body. His entire aura was overbearing, causing others to tremble in fear.
"Big brother, you have improved too little after so many years." Zhen Tianfeng suddenly sneered. A mysterious palm force landed on Zhen Tianxiong's body.
Zhen Tianxiong took a few steps back, but it was not a big deal. Instead, like a spring, he shot out again.
Another loud sound was heard. The two of them collided fiercely with a loud bang.
The ground seemed to be shaking violently. This was a battle between two peerless experts. No one else could interfere.
"You've been in close combat with me all this time. Don't you feel that you're being suppressed here? You can't even use magic with all your might!"
Zhen Tianxiong laughed loudly, and a dense mass of black gas suddenly appeared in his palm.
In the black gas, skulls appeared. Each skull opened its mouth and seemed to be screaming in pain.
"This is the evil technique of the Yinluo Sect!"
"Zhen Tianfeng, you have indeed betrayed us and surrendered to the Yinluo Sect, you shameless villain!"
The experts of the Middle Land also came to Zhen Tianxiong's side and unleashed their most powerful magic.
At this time, their personal grudges could be put aside for the time being. They had to defend against Zhen Tianfeng's attack first.
Zhen Tianfeng laughed loudly. The black Qi formed a huge hand that grabbed at the barrier of those cultivators.
Crack!
Following a crisp sound, countless of cultivators' facial expression changed. They felt as if there was an endless mountain pressing down on them.
"How dare you oppose me, get the hell out of here!" Zhen Tianfeng suddenly attacked, and slammed his palm onto the barrier.
Finally, the barrier formed by the combined strength of all the experts was shattered by Zhen Tianfeng's attack.
The black fog landed on all the experts.
Crack crack crack!
A sound that made one's teeth ache rang out. The evil ghost within the black fog actually opened its mouth and started to bite the flesh and blood of these experts.
The thin old man who had been standing beside Zhen Tianxiong was actually torn off a piece of flesh and blood, looking extremely pathetic.
"You guys are here. The cultivation level is restricted. It would be good if you can only use 10% of your usual strength. You still dare to fight me? Haha!" Zhen Tianfeng laughed wildly.
A beautiful female cultivator was shocked and quickly begged, "Brother Zhen, go and find trouble with Zhen Tianxiong. Don't come and find us."
"Shut up, slut!" Zhen Tianfeng suddenly slapped the beautiful woman's face. A palm print was immediately pulled out from her face, and a trace of blood fell down.
"How did you mock me back then? Did you forget that you stepped on me in the mud pit?"
Zhen Tianfeng was like a frenzied devil at this moment, and no one could stop him.
In front of them, these cultivators who were highly respected in the Middle Land were suddenly beaten up by Zhen Tianfeng. They didn't even have the chance to fight back.
"Enough!"
Bai Suqing, who had been silent all this time, said in a deep voice, "Zhen Tianfeng, you are an important criminal of our Lingxiao Sect. Back then, I, Master, personally arrested you but you escaped. You still dare to appear in front of me?"
Zhen Tianfeng, who had been arrogant all this time, suddenly stopped laughing.
He stared fiercely at Bai Suqing and said in a cold voice, "Little slut, what did you say?"