980: C980 I Want to Fight Ten of Them

C980 I Want to Fight Ten of Them

I'll call ten.

He was an expert who had unleashed the Internal Strength. Even in the Traditional Martial World, he was one of the top experts. He couldn't withstand the heat. The temperature had already exceeded the level of the Internal Strength.

After learning from his mistakes, the divine tree didn't dare to release the Internal Strength to defend itself. Instead, it retreated step by step. It wasn't just him, the people from Emei also slowly retreated under Senior Sister's command.

Soon, only Old Nun, Fei Lia, Guifeng and Zhang Xiaoloong were left in the center of the square.

Their fingers continued to dance on their chests. Their Qi had stopped erupting and had even calmed down. Many people didn't understand why this was happening. Only Old Nun knitted her brows and her eyes became more and more serious.

Others might not be able to see it, but she could. At this moment, in Fei Lia and Guifeng's bodies, the milky white Internal Strength had turned into a pale yellow spiritual energy. And this spiritual energy was getting denser and denser as time passed. Even at this moment, it had already surpassed the amount of spiritual energy in his body.

She understood very well that if the other party continued to grow like this, she might have already lost.

Both of his hands suddenly slapped against their chests. Zhang Xiaoloong withdrew his palms and said with a smile, "You two adapt to your own strength. I only have one request. Defeat him."

Pointing at Old Nun, Zhang Xiaoloong turned around and walked towards the direction of the divine tree.

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry. Not to mention her, even if there are ten of them, it won't be a problem. I feel like I can fight a hundred of them right now!" Fei Lia patted his chest and shouted.

Although the feeling of swelling was gone, Fei Lia still felt that the strength in his body had increased infinitely. It gave him the feeling that he could break a mountain with a single punch!

Compared to Fei Lia, Guifeng's expression was relatively calm. However, if one observed him carefully, one could still see the excitement and excitement in his eyes.

In fact, it was very simple. He had never experienced such a power before. Feeling the special spiritual energy in his body, he took a deep breath and a trace of infatuation flashed in his eyes.

Small whirlpools revolved around him at an extremely fast speed. Feeling a different trajectory, a trace of admiration appeared in his eyes. He felt that the world was very big and he was very small.

With this kind of speed, perhaps it could be called extreme speed, he thought somewhat obsessively.

Speed had always been Guifeng's forte, and it was also something he was proud of. Therefore, Guifeng had always felt that there was no one in this world who could be faster than him.

Until now, what Zhang Xiaoloong did had changed his mind. If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaoloong, he would still be immersed in the feeling of being a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Heh!" Fei Lia wanted to pat Guifeng's shoulder with his palm, but he suddenly found out that his palm had reached out. The small whirlwind around Guifeng suddenly accelerated, and transparent wind blades shot out. It was aimed at ___'s throat!

"What the f * ck, you brat..."

Fei Lia was shocked. He subconsciously reached out his hand to block it, but something unexpected happened.

A flame suddenly shot out from his palm toward the wind blades.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Wisps of black smoke rose up in spirals. The surging power spread in a ring-shaped manner. Some of the wind blades were directly changed by this flame and shot onto the floor.

"Bang!"

A shocking explosion resounded in everyone's ears, and the ground instantly cracked. Countless pieces of gravel flew out, tearing the air apart.

"Hiss!"

Those old men from the Emei Clan instantly drew a breath of cold air. Although they knew that their strength had become extremely terrifying, they had never thought that this preliminary adaptive strength would be so terrifying.

They had only seen such strength on their Martial Ancestor. However, in this way, did it not mean that the strength of these two people had already reached the stage of their Martial Ancestor?

When they thought about it carefully, it seemed impossible. However, the reality forced them to accept it.

Guifeng narrowed his eyes, and a trace of excitement flashed across his eyes. He waved his hand, and the wind blades disappeared into thin air. However, Fei Lia's flames had also disappeared.

"Old ghost, you actually attacked me!" Fei Lia glared at him and said in an unhappy tone.1

Guifeng looked at him indifferently and said calmly, "Your opponent is not me. You should save some strength!"

Fei Lia scratched his head and turned his eyes to the master of the Emei Elder. He stepped forward and opened his mouth to speak. However, a rumbling sound was heard and interrupted his words.

He saw that his feet had deeply embedded themselves into the ground, causing gravel to fly everywhere. In an instant, a deep pit had appeared. If there was someone beside Fei Lia at this moment... * Hong Long...... * They were also emitting hot air.

Guifeng expressionlessly wiped the rocks off his face and rolled his eyes at Fei Lia, but he didn't say anything.

Fei Lia smiled embarrassedly and lowered his head to take a look. He was a little surprised in his heart. However, to him, this was the perfect time to be in high spirits. He took out his leg and glared at Old Nun. He said in a deep voice, "You are older than us, so I asked you to attack first. Otherwise, we will bully you. "

Old Nun smiled faintly and said calmly, "Since that is the case, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Fei Lia waved his hand casually. Guifeng's expression was on guard, forming a completely opposite situation.

Zhang Xiaoloong smiled slightly, but his eyes showed that victory was in his grasp.

"Mr. Zhang, when did I become so powerful?" The divine tree's eyes were filled with envy and unwillingness.

When his strength was stimulated just now, it was much weaker than Guifeng and Fei Lia. Of course, it wanted to possess this level of strength.

Zhang Xiaoloong glanced at him and said with a slight smile, "It might be possible ten years later."

"Huh?" The divine tree immediately revealed a bitter expression.

Old Nun lowered her eyelids and waved her horsetail whisk. Immediately, a gust of wind blew and the burning sensation in the air quickly faded away.

A cool feeling appeared in everyone's heart. To them, it was only now that they felt a little more comfortable.

Guifeng's eyes became more and more serious. With just a wave of the opponent's hand, they broke their joint force. This strength was also very terrifying. Under normal circumstances, they did not know how many years they would need to cultivate to catch up with the opponent.

After that, Old Nun's right hand formed a sword seal. With a wave of her left hand, a talisman paper flew out and burned slowly. Soon, it turned into a pile of ashes.

"Wind." Old Nun lightly spat out a word from her mouth.

Fei Lia was confused and said impatiently, "Why are you talking so much? If you want to go, go!"

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