Seeing Zhao Yihu's furious attack, Lu Feng did not retreat, but his fighting spirit became even stronger at this moment.
Because, the other party was not only the initiator of the Kong family’s annihilation case, but also the leader of the Wu Sheng Cult. Now as long as he killed Zhao Yihu, Lu Feng could not only loot a wave of dead people’s wealth, but also return to Luo Xing Academy to complete the commission afterwards, and also earn a huge contribution of 200,000 points!
"Jia Luo splits the mountain!"
All the energy from the Dantian in his body surged out, and then gathered in the palms of his hands. The next moment, Lu Feng blasted out several Jia Luo fists from the air, mixed with the afterimage of the golden-feathered eagle beast, and the power was still earth-shattering!
Boom!
Jia Luo's fist pierced the air like a meteor falling. It immediately hit Zhao Yihu who was coming from the opposite direction. It whipped up a strong wind and roared outward. For a while, the entire cliff was surrounded by dust and smoke.
"Humph, what a trick!"
Faced with Lu Feng's all-out offensive, Zhao Yihu just snorted coldly, his face still sinister and solemn. At that moment, he also turned his palm into a fist and punched it out in the air. A large amount of cold energy instantly condensed into a fierce giant tiger, like a lifelike monster, biting straight towards the former.
Hang! Rumble...!
With the sound of a shocking tiger roar, the next moment countless Jia Luo Fist strength also collapsed instantly, and then turned into nothingness. As for Zhao Yihu himself, his figure flashed and suddenly appeared behind Lu Feng like a ghost.
「Not good!」
Perceiving the deadly murderous aura coming from behind, Lu Feng was also frightened and immediately struck out with a backhand palm.
Bang! Boom!
In an instant, the fists and palms met, the Yuan Power was raging, and countless dust mist was rolled up. As for the figures of Lu Feng and Zhao Yihu, they both retreated, until they finally landed on both sides of the cliff.
, are not comparable to Jiang Qingtian and Wuxin Yao Nu..."
"Sure enough, with my current Yuanli cultivation, it is still a bit difficult to defeat Zhao Yihu head-on without using my trump cards such as Dragon Fury and Jialuo Fuhai..."
"Little beast, you are dead!"
Not far away, Zhao Yihu also stopped, then stood with his hands behind his hands, showing a stern smile.
Compared to the embarrassed Lu Feng, not only was he unscathed, but even the corners of his clothes were not dirty at all. He obviously had the absolute upper hand in the fight just now!
"Really? That's not necessarily possible..."
Seeing Zhao Yihu's confident face that he was sure to win, Lu Feng also grinned, and then he released a good amount of energy outwards again, "The next battle has just begun...ugh!"
Before he finished speaking, Lu Feng felt a sharp stabbing pain from the tiger's mouth of his right hand. Then his face turned pale and he fell to his knees, as if his entire hand bones were suddenly shattered. He was so painful that it was difficult to stand!
Hip!
The next moment Lu Feng knelt down, a strange black shadow as thin as a silk thread suddenly emerged from the tiger's mouth of his right hand, splashing a smear of black blood until it finally fell slowly on Zhao Yihu's palm.
After taking a closer look, it turned out that the strange black shadow was not something else, but an ugly insect that was small and shaped like a bean. At this moment, it was gently shaking its six golden wings and circling back and forth around Zhao Yihu's palm, apparently taking the other person as its master.
「Hahahahaha!」
"Little beast, you have been poisoned by my six-winged golden cicada, how can you still jump up and down!"
Seeing Lu Feng instantly poisoned and fell to the ground, Zhao Yihu also looked up to the sky and laughed, with an increasingly arrogant and domineering look on his face.
The six-winged golden cicada in his hand is not an ordinary poisonous insect, but the six-winged golden cicada that ranks tenth on the list of evil beasts recorded in the Three Disasters.
Although the six-winged golden cicada's bloodline demonic power is average, and it is only the most common low-level demonic beast of the earth level, the poisonous needle on its tail contains deadly poison. Even a third-level warrior in the spiritual realm will be injured or disabled if he is accidentally stung by the poisonous needle!
As for the warriors below the spiritual realm, it is even more difficult to resist the poison of the six-winged golden cicada. Even if it is just one hit, the whole flesh and bones of the person will turn into a pool of blood on the spot, and no bones will be left!
"Six-winged golden cicada? It turns out that in addition to the unintentional medicine slave, this turtle grandson also raised an earth-level demon pet as a helper. I was careless for a moment..."
Similarly glanced at the six-winged golden cicada flying back and forth in Zhao Yihu's palm, Lu Feng couldn't help but shed a wisp of cold sweat on his forehead. At the same time, his entire face became paler, with almost no trace of blood, as if he was deeply poisoned!
"Pfft...!"
Lu Feng was about to use his energy to dissolve the poison in his body, but the next moment his throat was slightly raised, and he couldn't help spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood, "Damn it! This wisp of poison can ignore the body's protective energy and directly invade the heart..."
"Brother Lu!"
"Brother Lu Feng...!"
At this time, seeing Lu Feng lying on the ground due to poisoning, the two Kong brothers and sisters also cast worried glances, and their faces also turned pale at this moment.
After all, if even the opponent falls, they will not be able to compete with Zhao Yihu based on their strength and cultivation alone, and they will inevitably end up dead!
"Little beast, it's all over...!"
Slowly stepping in front of Lu Feng who fell to the ground, Zhao Yihu slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile, "This is the consequence of opposing the Holy Religion, die!"
Shua!
The five fingers of his right hand bent into claws. The next moment, Zhao Yihu also raised his hand and clawed his hand, and suddenly grabbed Lu Feng's neck. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, as if he was planning to break the latter's neck in one fell swoop.
Bang! Chirp!
Just when Zhao Yihu's right claw was about to break Lu Feng's neck, he saw the latter suddenly open his eyes, then raised his hand and punched out again. The rolling energy turned into Jialuo fist force, mixed with a sharp eagle cry, and it was immediately stamped hard on Zhao Yihu's chest.
Puch...!
A sudden change occurred, and Zhao Yihu, who was so close, could not dodge. He could only watch Lu Feng's fist hit his chest vitally, and then he couldn't help vomiting blood and retreated, like a kite with its string cut off, until he finally fell to the ground in embarrassment!
"What's going on?!"
Ignoring the fact that he was covered in blood, he saw Zhao Yihu staggering up again. Looking at Lu Feng's eyes at the opposite side, his eyes were full of shock, as if he had been struck by evil spirits, "Little beast! You...you're not dead?! How is this possible!"
You must know that even a third-level spiritual soul warrior may not be able to withstand the poison of the six-winged golden cicada, and the Lu Feng in front of him is only a tenth-level warrior of the open pulse state. Logically speaking, he should be dead long ago, and there is no way he can survive!
In addition, he had just witnessed Lu Feng being poisoned and fell to the ground, so there was absolutely nothing wrong with him!
“I’m talking about Zhao Yihu, after all you are also the leader of the Wu Sheng Sect, how come you don’t even understand the simple truth that a soldier never tires of deceit?”
The shock and horror of facing Zhao Yihu , Lu Feng grinned and said in a joking tone, "Master, I just deliberately exposed a flaw. I didn't expect you to be fooled so easily. It seems that you, the leader of Wusheng Cult, don't have a good brain either..."
It is true that he had just been poisoned by the six-winged golden cicada, but the six-winged golden cicada in Zhao Yihu's hands was not a mature body, but a semi-mature larvae. The lethal toxin released by the poisonous needle at its tail was limited, and could not be compared with a mature body like the nine-winged golden cicada.
In addition, Lu Feng’s cultivation of the Jialuo Nirvana Sutra has reached the seventh level, and his physical body is comparable to the seventh-grade spiritual treasure. Ordinary poisons can hardly do anything to him!
Hence, the mere poison of the six-winged golden cicada cannot harm Lu Feng at all. It will even be refined and absorbed by the latter, and at the same time it will become the nourishment to enhance the energy of Dantian!