Faced with the blood clouds transformed by blood reward, Zhang Zhifeng was not afraid. He raised his head and shouted angrily, and bursts of muffled thunder sounds came from the depths of his throat, increasing in depth!

Blue clouds and mist!

Although it is just a saint skill, it is nothing, especially the opponent is a master of the level of blood reward, coupled with the talented flying combat skills and "martial arts", Zhang Zhifeng's degree instantly soared several times... The terrifying degree scared him himself.

Sometimes, degree is strength!

Zhang Zhifeng's fingers bent slightly, his mind and finger spirit were in close communication, and a large amount of thought power and the saint's skills poured into it.

Before the blood reward could quickly wrap Zhang Zhifeng, Zhang Zhifeng's huge fist had already hit the blood ball. As soon as the two came into contact, Zhang Zhifeng's finger suddenly bounced.

The wind finger!

Not only the storm finger, this finger also incorporates the mystery of a large number of cultivators' combat skills, and has the power of ancient divine weapons!

boom!

Only a sudden thunder sounded, Zhang Zhifeng's small blinking fingers seemed to be shaking, completely attracting his own and Xue Chong's gaze. A golden light nearly ten meters thick rushed out quickly, and broke through the blood ball and broke out a big hole. I don't know how much it had damaged.

At that moment, it seemed like eternity. The little fingers were like the scorching sun that shone brightly.

Zhang Zhifeng wanted to whistle to the sky, and the pleasure of venting power was vented. It was far from his imagination and hit, causing a significant blow to the blood reward, which greatly increased Zhang Zhifeng's confidence.

How can you not make people excited when fighting for Tiansheng? However, Zhang Zhifeng didn't want to think about it. The bloody scenes around him always stimulated him, making him only have one idea, that is, killing blood rewards!

"Give me the golden scale, I can let you go."

The blood ball surged and quickly condensed into a small ball again, stopped in front of Zhang Zhifeng, and the sound of blood reward came out of it.

Zhang Zhifeng sneered: "You don't seem to recognize the situation."

As he was talking, his body flashed suddenly and he slapped out with a sudden palm.

There was a thin black arc on the palm of your hand, which was the space crack that appeared when the space was torn apart.

Fighting skills, martial arts, or even more terrifying power after transformation of the practice bag?

Even Zhang Zhifeng himself didn't know it, maybe there were all three. An urgent palm made him use all his strength naturally.

Bang!

The blood ball suddenly moved, and Zhang Zhifeng's palm passed through the afterimage he left in the place, and slapped hard on an altar behind. The altar made of blue and black stone, which was obviously extremely hard, immediately exploded, turning into a large ball of dust, flying around.

Xue Chong was shocked, and was both shocked and angry. He didn't expect that the other party would not talk much about the scene. He was extremely cruel when he used his moves. More importantly, the opponent's attack was so strong that it was far from ordinary saints, and he could really hurt the masters of the Heavenly Saint realm.

The sudden movement like a conditioned reflex was the instinct accumulated by blood rewarding countless years of combat experience! But now, he found that in order to avoid that move, his body was damaged again!

He was not hit, just to avoid an attack, which damaged his body. Although it was related to his current bad condition, it also showed how powerful Zhang Zhifeng's attack was.

Before Xue Hui could come to his senses from the palm just now, he felt a swaying sky and earth shaking and was smashed and flew out.

He barely looked at it and saw that Zhang Zhifeng was twisting his body with an incredible power, and the one who hit him was the powerful kick that followed Zhang Zhifeng's palm.

It was obvious that the power of this kick was far less than that of the first palm. Even if he was hit, Xue Gong didn't feel that he was injured.

But he would never tolerate being kicked away by Zhang Zhifeng!

Blood rewards are angry! ()

After so many years, since he suffered a huge injury last time, he has become in this embarrassing state. He has always avoided strong people and always told himself that it is important to accumulate strength and recover his body.

After so many years, he realized that he seemed to have made a fighting heart, and he has been good at calculating, using and controlling some weak races...

Now, all the strange things collected for many years for your body are destroyed, but the boy in front of you can fully recover himself. In this case, why can't you fight for it?

If the blood reward did not take Zhang Zhifeng seriously at the beginning, then now he has regarded Zhang Zhifeng as a real enemy worthy of his face.

The blood reward no longer cared about the body, and the whole blood ball became as hot as fire, making his thunderous roar. He was about to use the real strength of the Heavenly Saint!

All the changes were only a short moment in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes. The blood reward was kicked away by him. After that, he turned into a fiery fire, and his powerful pressure spread out, allowing the Steel Shark Clan cultivators who were hiding in the secret corner of this seabed to explode!

Just by pressure, many first-class masters were killed.

Zhang Zhifeng also felt the pressure doubled. Facing a Tiansheng-level expert head-on, Zhang Zhifeng could only barely control his legs to prevent trembling.

"Is this the strength of the Heavenly Saint? Just like a saint and a first-class master, this is completely the difference between heaven and earth, mountains and gravel! If I don't have a strong treasure body and martial arts, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to even resist."

Zhang Zhifeng was secretly shocked, but not afraid. Without hesitation, he raised his index finger towards the blood reward, and pointed the circles of golden light flowing, like a living thing.

The mind controls the continuous compression of the body's strength, like a cannonball that burst out of the bore, instantly rushing through the "one-star vein" and following the arm's skeletal fascia and into the fingers.

"Break it!"

Zhang Zhifeng shouted loudly and his fingers slashed the blood ball hard.

His fingers were extremely powerful magic weapons. At the same time he made a move, the finger spirit in his fingers also moved, and the power of the finger spirit made the attack stronger.

"Drink!" Xue Hui shouted coldly, and a large piece of "blood clot" that formed his blood ball immediately burst out from his body. He did not dodge or avoid it!

At this time, the blood reward took action, without light or sound, and the pounce was extremely ordinary.

A very simple impact!

The blood reward instantly shrank thousands of times, becoming the size of an ordinary person's fist, and staggered towards Zhang Zhifeng.

If you are not fast, you can avoid it by just taking two steps.

But in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, all this is very different.

In his eyes, he felt endless stars falling down like arrows. The sky and the earth kept roaring, and the surroundings were full of flames, extremely hot! In front of him, a sweet spring spewed out, with a coolness and full of the spiritual energy of life.
Chapter completed!