One breath...two breaths...three breaths...

Zhao Feng stood calmly, nothing unusual.

The silver-streaked bloody corpse waited for ten breaths, but Zhao Feng was still safe and sound, and the complexion on his face became more and more rosy.

How can this be?

The silver-striped bloody corpse showed a trace of shock, and had been sleeping for hundreds of years. Although the power of its corpse poison was extremely weakened, it should be easy to capture martial arts practitioners below the fourth level of transcendence.

However, Zhao Feng just stood there intact.

In fact, when the power of the corpse poison spread, the mysterious light green blood in Zhao Feng's body moved and instantly eliminated it with overwhelming force.

As for the remaining time, Zhao Feng activated his true power to repair minor injuries in his body and make his energy and blood flow more smoothly.

"This corpse poison is nothing more than that."

Zhao Feng found it unbelievable that such a powerful corpse poison was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun in front of the light green blood in the body.

"What kind of freak is this kid!"

The pupils of the silver-streaked bloody corpse were condensed, and the complexion changed from gloomy to bright.

However, after all, he is an old monster who has survived for several times as long. He quickly gave a sinister smile: "Boy, even if you can restrain the corpse poison, how long can you sustain it in my hands alone?"

The battle just now has shown the facts.

Even if the five-man team is intact, they still can't defeat the silver-striped blood corpse.

"Then let's try it..."

Zhao Feng murmured to himself, expressionless, and slowly took off his blindfold.

Blindfold?

Only then did the silver streaked blood corpse really notice that Zhao Feng had been using his one eye to fight against him.

The eye mask was taken off, revealing a blue eye, which was extremely deep, as if there was a bottomless abyss...

"Those eyes..."

The heart of the silver-striped bloody corpse suddenly jumped, and he stared into Zhao Feng's eyes, as if he was attracted by the bottomless abyss.

In the void.

A pair of red-blooded eyes collided with an eye with pure blue pupils.

The invisible spiritual power spreads in the void.

The silver-striped blood corpse felt that the opponent's left eye was like an invisible spiritual knife, exuding an eternal and profound aura, instantly wiping out all the influences on his spiritual level.

That is to say.

Even though the silver-striped blood corpse has a certain advantage on the spiritual level, it has no advantage in front of Zhao Feng, and may even be restrained.

Powerful! What a strange power...

Zhao Feng was very excited. He showed his power to the world for the first time since his left eye was mutated and improved.

At this moment, his left eye brought him into a more powerful super sensory interface.

In the void, wind, dust, particles, light, including the vitality of the weather, and various subtle power factors are all visible to Zhao Feng's left eye.

even.

Zhao Feng's left eye could penetrate the body of a silver-striped blood corpse and see the internal organs and organs inside.

The left eye is so sharp that it can penetrate rocks.

After a random scan, Zhao Feng discovered that there were many "valuable" things on the rock wall and blood pool, including the silver-striped blood corpse's clothes, the blood ring on his thumb, and several items hidden in the packages on his body.

This feeling seems to dominate everything in the world.

The silver-striped bloody corpse opposite him shuddered inexplicably.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the "Red Moon Cult Master" hundreds of years ago, the supreme demonic master who once stood at the pinnacle of the continent.

Although he is the protector of the branch, he only met the leader once. From then on, he will never forget those magic eyes that are like the eternal red moon.

At this moment.

A similar eye contact arises in the bottom of my heart.

Wind and Thunder Palm!

Zhao Feng's figure slowly came forward, and his thundering and violent palm force, with a more condensed, more precise, and more tricky angle, hit the left chest of the silver-striped blood corpse.

"He...how did he know that my severely injured part is here?"

The silver-streaked bloody corpse was shocked.

The same moves, the same true power, used on the same person, will show completely different changes in power and lethality.

Zhao Feng felt that he had merged into a strange spiritual level, using the same power moves to exert greater lethality, and the threat to the enemy was doubled.

The part and angle he attacked were also the parts where the silver-striped blood corpse was injured and disadvantaged in its movements.

Boom!

Zhao Feng and the silver-striped blood corpse clashed again, with fists and claws fighting hard.

But this time, Zhao Feng's wind and thunder palm force followed a special path and hit the most seriously injured internal organs of the silver-striped blood corpse.

steaming!

The two figures quickly separated.

Under the disparity in strength, Zhao Feng still retreated, his energy and blood boiling.

However, the expression of the silver-streaked bloody corpse changed drastically, and his body became slightly stiff, as if he had suffered a secret loss.

Gale style!

Zhao Feng activates the "Heavenly Wind Divine Technique", and his whole body seems to be enveloped in a fiery storm. It is obviously a move of the secret of wind, but a wave of destructive flames breaks out like a blazing fire.

At that moment, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, and the air seemed to be compressed to the limit, instantly erupting with violent force that destroyed everything.

The power of the Gale Style is almost comparable to that of the Wind and Thunder Palm. The advantage is that the artistic conception that Zhao Feng has comprehended is deeper, and when activated with the wind-type internal power of the "Tianfeng Shenjue", the power reaches a more terrifying place, enough to threaten many extraordinary third-level experts.

Bang——

More violent vibrations and air waves swept across more than ten feet, and the surrounding rocks were faintly shaking.

Zhao Feng and the silver-striped blood corpse separated again.

"Boy, get out of here and leave those boys to make blood sacrifices. I'll spare your life."

The silver-streaked bloody corpse took a deep breath, looked ugly, and finally gave in.

After sleeping for hundreds of years, his strength was exhausted and was less than one-twentieth of its peak. Coupled with severe injuries, he was really unable to get too entangled with Zhao Feng.

"Get out of the bleeding hole! Leave the ring in your hand and the package in your arms, and I will spare your life."

Zhao Feng's left eye glowed with a sharp green luster and he refused to give in.

"Ring? Package? You are looking for death!"

The silver-striped blood corpse was startled at first, then became furious and roared. The blood all over his body seemed to be burning, and a wave of purple blood flames spread between his palms.

Zhao Feng's heart trembled as he stared at the waves of purple blood flames in the palm of the silver-marked blood corpse.

It is said that when you reach the level of the true spirit realm, you can condense your own unique true fire in your body, which is the essence of the vitality in your body.

Of course, the silver-streaked blood corpse's power was exhausted and he was still severely injured, so it was impossible to condense his true fire, but the power he displayed at this time was also a forced burning of the remaining essence in his body.

"Destroy it for me——"

The silver-striped blood corpse smiled ferociously and turned into an afterimage. It waved a purple flame with its sharp claws and hooded Zhao Feng.

That terrifying power made Zhao Feng's heart beat wildly and gave him a feeling of suffocation.

Gale style!

Zhao Feng shouted loudly, and a layer of light cyan blood surged out of his body and merged into the true power of Tianfeng.

In an instant, power beyond his original shackles erupted from his body, and his energy, energy, and spirit were greatly enhanced.

The originally high level of Tianfeng's real power miraculously rose to a higher level. At the moment when the palm was struck, it was as if one could see the cyan flames of destruction, destroying everything in the world and burning violently without end.

Poof--

The purple flames formed by the sharp claws of the silver-striped blood corpse were violently shaken, and it took half a breath to quickly annihilate!

Soar! Soar! Soar!

The body of the silver-striped blood corpse kept retreating, staring at the pale green blood waves surrounding Zhao Feng's body, turning pale with fear: "Ancient bloodline..."

Boom——

Green flames suddenly erupted, knocking him away and slamming into the blood-colored rock wall on the opposite side.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-colored rock wall shook slightly.

Wow!
To be continued...