817: C817 Blame Yourself for Not Having Good Luck!

C817 Blame Yourself for Not Having Good Luck!

When the man with the mustache saw this scene, he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Xu Feng's strength was getting stronger and stronger. In front of him, he could feel a deep sense of oppression.

Just now, Xu Feng had only slightly increased his speed, but he was unable to catch the trajectory of Xu Feng's movements. If they really fought, what kind of scene would that be? Thousands of flowers, but not a single leaf touched him?

"What is it? Are you afraid?"

Slowly landing on the ground, Xu Feng glanced at the cultivators around him. The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile as he said with a cold smile.

In their eyes, Xu Feng saw a deep fear. In fact, this was just a deliberate action of his.

If it was a one on one battle, Xu Feng could barely defeat a Great Perfection of Essence Returning Stage warrior. But now, there were four or five of them. If they really attacked, it would naturally be impossible for Xu Feng to easily defeat them.

Therefore, the moment he attacked, he unleashed his fastest speed and most overbearing strength, giving these people a warning.

This was the only way they would be afraid of him, and the following battle would be even smoother.

"Afraid? The people of the Xia family still don't know what fear is!"

The man with the mustache raised his hand and a five inch long dagger appeared in his hand. The dagger was emitting a cold light. Obviously, it wasn't an ordinary item.

"Sou!"

The man fused his Yuan energy into the dagger, and in the next moment, the dagger was like an agile poisonous snake, biting towards Xu Feng.

Although the attack had yet to arrive, Xu Feng could faintly feel that something was not right. Without the sharpness of Ying Qi, Xu Feng kicked the ground with his feet and jumped high into the air. The dagger sliced through the soles of his feet and stabbed into the ground with a 'ding' sound.

"Chi La..."

Xu Feng, who was in the air, felt a burning smell on the ground. He lowered his head and looked at the spot where the dagger was. There was a fist-sized hole where the dagger was corroded.

"It is actually this poisonous?"

Xu Feng frowned. Luckily he had foresight and did not touch the dagger. If it fell into his hand, even if it did not die, it would be a layer of skin.

Now that the enemy was in front of him, Xu Feng would not allow any mistakes to happen. If he failed, it meant that Qingqing would be taken away by them again. This kind of thing was absolutely not allowed!

"Wah... I never thought that the people of Xia family would use such a method. It's too dirty!"

"It's good that you get used to it. Which family doesn't have some tricks up their sleeves?

"But they used poison to plot against a Late Period of Essence Returning Stage warrior. It doesn't make sense no matter what!"

All of a sudden, the sound of discussion rang out once again. Xu Feng looked at the middle-aged man with the mustache, and the smile on his face became even wider. He looked down at Xu Feng from above, and he didn't even try to hide the sarcasm in his eyes.

"Use all of your strength to kill him. I don't believe it. Could it be that he can really defy the heavens?"

The man with the mustache waved his hand and the dagger once again landed in his hand. At this moment, Xu Feng saw clearly that at the end of the dagger, there was a small snake-like dagger hilt. It was estimated that the venom had come from there.

As soon as the voice faded, those practitioners also started to move. They quickly formed seals and the lightning in the air kept bombarding Xu Feng's head.

"Luo Tian Seal!"

Someone shouted out loudly. A jet-black seal covered Xu Feng's head. It was lifeless and filled with the scent of death.

Xu Feng couldn't help but frown when he saw the Heavenly Luo Seal. Because, in the Heavenly Luo Seal... He could clearly feel the aura of the Devil Path Evil Cultivator, although it was hidden very deeply. However, Xu Feng was very familiar with that violent Qi.

"Still saying that you don't know? I think that Snow Mountain Sect must be related to the Xia family! Alright, I'll cripple all of you. Ask them properly! "

A trace of coldness flashed across Xu Feng's heart. He looked at the attacks that filled the sky, but there was no intention of dodging in his eyes. The Overlord Divine Arts was protecting his body, and the natural Yuan energy was gathered in his hands. He closed his eyes and waved his hands, stirring up waves of Bloody Light.

"Rumble!"

The King's Divine Seal appeared in the air and blocked above his head. Behind Xu Feng, Overlord Chu's figure was floating, causing Xu Feng's dignity to increase even more.

When the Heavenly Luo Seal was about to land, Xu Feng coldly harrumphed. Then, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He pushed both of his hands forward and the King's Divine Seal soared into the sky, colliding with the Heavenly Luo Seal.

It could be seen that both of their strengths were very powerful. When such a fierce attack collided, the void in the air was distorted.

However, Xu Feng didn't intend to stop. He let out a loud shout and poured his Yuan energy into the King's Divine Seal without holding anything back.

The Heavenly Luo Seal only resisted for four to five breaths of time before it turned into streams of black Qi and dissipated into the heaven and earth.

However, the King's Divine Seal did not disappear. It still had an imposing manner as it smashed into the dark clouds high up in the sky. In the next second, the dark clouds retreated. The sound of thunder disappeared, and the sun once again enveloped the earth.

All of this seemed to be very slow, but it happened in an instant. After dealing with all of this, the attack of the middle-aged man and the other few Cultivator from Xia family arrived in front of Xu Feng. It was already impossible to retreat!

"Bloody Dragon Rising to Heaven!"

There was no way to avoid it. Xu Feng could only use his physical body to resist all of this. After a loud shout, the blood and Qi in his body instantly filled his limbs and bones. His entire body was bathed in the color of blood. Vaguely, it was as if he could hear a deep dragon's roar.

The attack followed. Countless wind blades wrapped around Xu Feng. What followed was a series of fist shadows and palm prints. However, these attacks weren't too serious for Xu Feng.

After all, his physique was already very strong.

"Sou!"

A whistling sound came from the sky. Xu Feng's eyes turned cold. Immediately, he unleashed the Ghost Dance and concealed his body. After that, he stepped on the Ghost Shadow Step and rushed out.

"Argh!"

Miserable screams came from below. He lowered his head and saw a cultivator's eyes filled with fear. The poisonous dagger had already pierced into his chest. The powerful corrosive force was melting his body.

"Don't... save me... Save me!"

After the scream, the practitioner looked at the wound on his chest that was continuously enlarging. His eyes were filled with despair, but no one was willing to save him. Everyone retreated far away.

"Sigh..."

The middle-aged man with the mustache sighed coldly. He flashed in front of the cultivator and said softly, "Blame yourself for not being lucky!"

As his voice fell, he used his hand as a blade and cut off the cultivator's head. His voice suddenly stopped and the poisonous dagger appeared in the middle-aged man's hand again.

Xu Feng revealed his body and sneered, "You even killed your own people. How cruel!"

"Humph, you are the one who harmed him. Stop pretending to be kind here!"

The man with the mustache sneered and rushed forward. The dagger in his hand seemed to have turned into a sharp blade. It kept shooting out a sharp green light.

Having experienced the toxicity of the dagger, Xu Feng did not dare to use its sharp edge. He could only fight back and forth, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

"Trash, kill him! What are you standing there for!"

Fifteen minutes later, Xu Feng and the man with the mustache stopped. Both of them were gasping for breath, but neither of them had gained the upper hand.

Xu Feng smiled and shouted not far away, "If you dare to come up here, I'm afraid I don't need to kill you. You will all die on his dagger. Do as you see fit!"

The few people who were about to attack stopped when they heard Xu Feng's words. They couldn't help but look at the man with the mustache.

One should know that the cultivator who was killed by the dagger just now... His corpse had fallen to the ground, but it had turned into a pool of blood. They were willing to sacrifice their lives for the Xia family, but they couldn't afford to lose their lives for nothing - especially when they died in the hands of their own people.

"If you don't come, I will kill you all right now!"0

The man with the mustache coldly harrumphed and replied with an irresistible voice. At this point, no matter how unwilling those few cultivators were in their hearts, they still had to go.

However, Xu Feng didn't care because he knew that he had achieved his goal.

Those few cultivators were like the middlemen. They were afraid of being killed by Xu Feng, but they were also afraid of dying in the hands of their leader. This would greatly limit their strength. Xu Feng would also have a greater chance.

"I'm coming!"

A bright voice echoed in the small city. Xu Feng stepped on the Ghost Shadow Step and turned into a ray of white light, disappearing into the crowd.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

He didn't attack directly. Instead, he kept changing his body shape. To the others, Xu Feng's every attack made their heartstrings tighten. Before the battle even started, sweat had already drenched their faces.

"Trash, what a bunch of trash!"

The middle-aged man cursed in a low voice, but he put away the dagger in his hand. One palm. Then, he struck out with his palm. Eighteen palm prints formed in front of his eyes. With a gentle glow, his hands suddenly shook. Eighteen palm prints blotted out the sky and covered the earth as they rushed towards Xu Feng!

When those cultivators saw this, they all retreated, but Xu Feng didn't dodge.

"Let me see, is it your eighteen palm prints or my Prison Suppressing Fist?"

After saying that, Xu Feng coldly harrumphed. He clenched his fist tightly, and the Sky Breaking Spell turned into a ray of golden light that shot into the sky. At that moment, all living beings had the intention of prostrating themselves in front of him.

Fortunately, this feeling disappeared very quickly.

The Prison Suppressing Fist, which he had already mastered, was unleashed in an instant. High up in the sky, eight dull sounds were heard. Under the support of the Sky Breaking Spell, it collided violently with the eighteen palms.

"Bang!"

An explosive sound was heard in the air, but the buildings on the ground had collapsed. Everything within two to three kilometers had turned into ruins. Even the cultivators who were watching from a distance were affected.

Such an attack was too shocking. It didn't seem like it could be unleashed by a Late Period of Essence Returning Stage warrior. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought that the attack in front of them was... It was an attack unleashed by two experts who had surpassed the Essence Returning Stage!

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