690: C690 Fake Identity

C690 Fake Identity

"That's right, Captain Meng Biao. This level of kid, we can take care of him with a flick of our fingers!"

The five of them, who were standing behind a shifty-eyed soldier, said with a flattering smile. It was obvious that they were trying to please Meng Biao.

Meng Biao's gaze turned cold as he stared at the soldier and said in a deep voice, "When did I tell you to speak nonsense!?"

Others might not know, but he knew very well how powerful Xu Feng was. It could not be measured with common sense. Think about it, could a person who could defeat Xia Haoyi and Mei Yuntian be an ordinary person?

"I'm afraid you are not from the Chu family!"

Looking at the few people in front of him, Xu Feng said in a cold voice. Although they were wearing the armor of the Chu family's soldiers, they didn't look like the soldiers of the Chu family from any angle.

Although the Chu family was a bandit in the Chu City, their soldiers were still very capable. There was a saying in front of them that even if they wore a dragon robe, they didn't look like the Crown Prince. They were the ones who said that.

"Of course we are the soldiers of Chu family. Furthermore, we are the soldiers of Chu family who want your life!"

Meng Biao sneered. Like a giant hand, he held a heavy sledgehammer in his hand. However, his speed wasn't slow. He swung it down in front of Xu Feng's head.

His sudden attack made Xu Feng even more certain. The few people in front of him were definitely the fake soldiers of the Chu family, because the soldiers from yesterday had said so. Chu Yunxiang wanted to capture him alive, but the people in front of him simply wanted to kill him!

Ling Shihong pulled the shocked Ling Shihong to the side. The sound of a sledgehammer hitting the ground was heard all of a sudden, creating a huge crater where Xu Feng was standing. The power was beyond his expectation.

In the next moment, Meng Biao attacked again. He swung the hammer and continued to sweep towards Xu Feng.

"Step aside, I'll handle this!"

A ray of Yuan energy pushed Ling Shihong far away. Xu Feng clenched his fist tightly. His body turned blood-red, and an endless amount of energy gathered on his fist. He didn't back away from the mountain-like hammer. He suddenly made a move and threw a punch!

"Clang!"

It was as if he had struck a huge bell. A dull sound echoed across the sky. A powerful force rushed at Xu Feng, forcing him to take ten steps back.

However, Meng Biao's situation was even worse. The rebound force from Xu Feng's punch... Through his sledgehammer, it made his hand feel numb, and his skin split open. Fresh blood gushed out, and it was impossible for him to grab the sledgehammer. He directly threw it out.

His hands were trembling nonstop, and his flesh and blood were flying everywhere. It was so miserable that the people behind him seemed to have been provoked. All of them rushed forward with red eyes, and streaks of lightning descended from the sky. It swept towards Xu Feng.

"Be careful..."

Ling Shihong shouted from afar, but in the next moment, Xu Feng's movement shocked him, because Xu Feng didn't dodge at all!

Xu Feng looked up at the sky and a smile appeared on his face. He clenched his fist tightly. When the lightning was about to hit his head, he attacked again!

There was no extra movement or fancy moves. It was a tight punch that contained only dominance and power. It collided with the blue lightning and Xu Feng was submerged in a sea of lightning.

At the same time, the attacks of the others had also arrived. Streams of Yuan energy entered the sea of lightning, covering the sky and covering the earth. It was extremely powerful, but Xu Feng didn't let out a miserable cry.

Ling Shihong's eyes were full of admiration. He could feel how powerful it was from not far away. If it was him, he would have been crushed into meat paste by now.

"Ha!"

After being reborn from the lightning, Xu Feng shouted out loudly. His voice was as loud as thunder. The sound echoed across the desert. In the next moment, a hundred thousand feet bright light rose from the lightning. Lightning was rolling on Xu Feng's fist, as if all the lightning had been gathered in his hand.

"Playing with electricity, I am more qualified than you all!"

With a smile on his face, the Wind Fire Celestial Thunder Fist was unleashed by Xu Feng. Around his fist, there was a layer of faintly discernible aura. The lightning was rotating along with this aura, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

After saying this, Xu Feng did not waste any more time. The fire rose a few meters high, then quickly expanded, and together with the lightning, it swept towards the soldiers.

"Uh..."

The Wind Fire Celestial Thunder Fist was like a hot knife cutting through butter. When the few of them touched the Wind Fire Celestial Thunder Fist, they were sent flying. The flames and lightning crazily attacked them, and they kept screaming in pain.

"Chi La!"

A wind blade suddenly appeared in the void, cutting off the head of a soldier. The miserable cry stopped abruptly, death had provoked them. Awoo! Awoo! They screamed and begged for mercy.

However, Xu Feng didn't pay any attention to them. After a quarter of an hour, all of them fell to the ground, spitting out blood. Their bodies were covered in wounds, and one or two of them were completely dead.

"Are you really Xu Feng?"

The battle had temporarily ended. Ling Shihong came to Xu Feng's side. He asked with some uncertainty, but Xu Feng had already decided to tell Ling Shihong about it. There was no need for him to hide it. He firmly nodded his head. "That's right, I am Xu Feng!"

"That's great! I didn't think that I would be able to become friends with you, and even know the story of your growth!"

Ling Shihong's eyes lit up. In the past, he was just an unknown kid. Xu Feng was the idol of the young generation of rogue cultivators. Of course... At this moment, his idol was standing right in front of him. Of course, he was excited.

"Don't celebrate so early. There's still one more person here!"

Xu Feng signaled Ling Shihong to retreat. He landed on the ground and stood far away from Meng Biao. They looked at each other!

"Tell me, why did you pretend to be a soldier from the Chu family to search for my whereabouts?"

His voice was calm, but it contained a sense of majesty. At that moment, Meng Biao almost wanted to raise his hand and surrender. It was said that Xu Feng's combat strength was very powerful, and it was only at this moment that he truly witnessed it.

He regretted it!

He really regretted it!

If there was a chance, he would be willing to quietly investigate the inheritance of the overlord of West Chu, and not come here to search for Xu Feng.

"Why should I tell you?"

After stabilizing his mind, Meng Biao said in a deep voice.

It was impossible for him to back down now. Now, he could only brace himself. He was a bandit in the past, so he naturally wanted to make a fortune this time. He did not expect that he would not be able to steal the chicken and eat the rice.

"Do you think you still have a choice now?"

Xu Feng sneered and unleashed his killing intent. Meng Biao wanted to kill him, so there was no need for Xu Feng to keep him alive. The only reason he asked him now was because he wanted to know what the situation was.

Meng Biao felt suffocated. He had forgotten that Xu Feng was the winner of this battle. It seemed like he had no room for negotiation.

"Tell me, I'll spare your life. If you don't tell me, I'll take your head!"

The calm voice was emotionless. Xu Feng didn't care about his life at all. He was like the god of death, causing Meng Biao to feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Our battle isn't over yet. I'll tell you when it's over!"

A ruthless look flashed across Meng Biao's eyes as he spoke in a deep voice.

He absolutely couldn't let Xu Feng know of his identity. Even if he risked his life to fight Xu Feng, he wouldn't want to be held in Xu Feng's hands like this.

Meng Biao kept encouraging himself in his heart. He was a Middle Period of Essence Returning Stage while Xu Feng was only a Great Perfection of Spirit Essence Stage warrior. As long as he attacked with all his strength, he wouldn't believe that Xu Feng could defeat him.

"Brother... Brother Biao, let's go... You can't defeat him!"

A man lying on the ground said in a low voice. Xu Feng's punch had seriously injured them. He knew very well how powerful Xu Feng was. It was hard to say whether or not even Meng Biao would die here. That was why he hastily reminded him.

"Hmph, I can't leave you here!"

The viciousness in Meng Biao's eyes intensified. He gathered his elemental energy and gathered it on the sledgehammer, raising it high up in the air.2

"Mighty Heaven Shaking Hammer!"

With a loud roar, the huge hammer in Meng Biao's hand quickly enlarged. Then, it slipped out of his hand and turned into a huge seal in midair, covering the scorching sun. Xu Feng was enveloped in darkness.

Meng Biao did not stop. He kept forming seals with his hand, and a series of seals merged into the sledgehammer. The momentum of the sledgehammer became even stronger.

"This is my most powerful ultimate move. If you can withstand it, then my life and death will depend on your words. If you can't withstand it, you won't blame me if you die!"

As soon as his voice fell, the sledgehammer let out a buzzing sound and slowly descended from the sky.

That's right, it slowly descended. The speed of the hammer wasn't fast, but the power contained within it was enormous. Even though Xu Feng's body was very strong, he could still feel the pressure at this moment.

Frowning, he raised his head and looked at the sky. Xu Feng didn't have any intention of dodging. Instead, he circulated the Bloody Dragon's Rising to the Heaven in his body even more crazily. His surging combat intent was like a surging river, merging with the Bloody Dragon's Rising to the Heaven.

"Then I will make you give up completely!"

With a loud roar, Xu Feng struck out seven punches in a row. The Prison Suppressing Fist had already been cultivated to the peak of the Prison Suppressing Fist. At this moment, the sound of the punch was heard. It made the desert under his feet heavier, stirring up waves of yellow sand. Trembling!

"Boom!"

The eighth sound was heard. It was a thunderous sound. The seven punches turned into a huge fist shadow. It carried Xu Feng's powerful Qi and imposing manner as it rushed towards the Heaven Sweeping Hammer!

"Boom!"

The two of them collided, as if an inhumane force had crashed into his body. Xu Feng was immediately sent flying backwards, and he spurted out large mouthfuls of blood. His face was dyed red by the blood. He flew for a few kilometers before stopping.

"Boom!"

Another loud explosion was heard. The Mighty Heaven Sweeping Hammer was directly broken by the Prison Suppressing Fist. The hammer was covered with cracks, and it looked even more horrifying. Meng Biao's face turned pale after being hit by the backlash. His meridians had been broken, and the intense pain kept stimulating him.

"Wah!"

Hot blood surged into his heart. He opened his mouth and similarly spat out a large mouthful of blood. He did not retreat, but directly fell to the ground. The blood and foam in his mouth blended together, extremely disgusting.

The Mighty Heaven Sweeping Hammer was an extremely overbearing attack. It had gone beyond his limit to unleash its full power. Unfortunately, he still couldn't defeat Xu Feng.

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