[Chapter 35: Fire Cloud Mountain Range 3]

Wang Feng is still a teenager who has not yet experienced the battle of life and death, although he has not seen so many demonic beasts without his strength, but the large mass of black oppression, and the gloomy aura that gathers up, is really terrifying.

"Big Chiba hand. Wang Feng retreated from the attack of the horned crocodile a few times, his legs slashed the ground, a Tai Chi circle appeared on the soft ground, and a transparent and crystalline handprint was condensed in front of the palm of the void.

In the horned crocodile's crazy eyes full of distortions, a trace of tearing desire quickly swept by, and the two sharp fangs were revealed because of the roar of the mouth, and with a cold glow, the body quickly swirled sideways, and the thick and firm tail struck towards Wang Feng's handprint.

"Bang bang!"

Wang Feng was also a little nervous when he saw the turbulent momentum, and the fluctuations of the big Qianye hand on the palm of his hand were a little more ruthless than usual, and a blood-red flower bloomed on the tails of the four or five horned crocodiles that attacked.

Overall, Wang Feng's first battle with the Demonic Beast was excellent, and he used his strength a little too much because of his nervousness, causing the Demonic Beast's tail to be hit hard and fleeing, and at the same time deterring some other horned crocodiles.

When ordinary people compete with Warcraft for the first time, they either use too much power or too little, and this ending is that they either beat Warcraft into powder with one palm and can't get the magic core, or they are torn to pieces by Warcraft.

In the group of horned crocodiles, countless ugly-looking faces floated, and the eyes full of vicious look like cat's eyes shook slightly, with a bit of calm and indifference, and the roar in the mouth roared.

"Heartbreaker ......"

Wang Feng's eyes twitched, his steps stepped fiercely, and the aura in his body was shrouded in this yin aura, but it flowed faster and faster, all condensed on the neck of Wang Feng's palm, and the five fingers exuded a faint black.

Heartbreaker, heartbreaker.

After the transformation of the technique of suppressing the gods and transforming the void gong, Wang Feng's fist suddenly condensed an ancient celestial phenomenon with a real shadow in the sky, and the fierce power emanated, and the blood-red killing qi rose in all directions, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Who can resist the ferocity of the ancient celestial phenomena?

The punch of this collapsed space suddenly turned into a monstrous terrifying aura and swept out, and the fierce killing aura burst out with the sound of the wind breaking through the fist, pointing straight at the horned crocodile on the ground.

The fierce wind brought by the fist, like a monstrous sandstorm, was incomparably invincible, destroying the enemy's lineup and turning people on their backs, and everywhere they passed, they were constantly hitting the horned crocodile.

Ancient celestial phenomena, the power of a punch, terrifying, invincible!

Wang Feng's face turned a little pale, his dantian was already small, and the amplitude of the aura needed by the Broken Heart Palm was not ordinarily small, and now the dantian had almost become dim.

However, this punch is indeed beautiful!

He now felt that he was about to reach the power of gathering the second ancient celestial phenomenon, and the Seventh Dimension of the Day After Tomorrow also felt that there was a faint feeling of loosening the bottleneck because of this fierce battle.

He looked at the crocodiles on the ground at the moment, and estimated a large number of the remaining crocodiles, about fifty, which were not evenly distributed, and it would take some work to kill them completely.

Wang Feng's hand just now also shocked those horned crocodiles into a sluggish and did not dare to move, and both sides fell into a strange tranquility, and the fierce momentum around them spread out, constantly clashing.

At a certain moment, the group of horned crocodiles suddenly became noisy, and there were constantly horned crocodiles shaking and roaring, with a faint awe and admiration in their voices, this scene made Wang Feng secretly vigilant.

In the group of horned crocodiles, a row suddenly branched out, and a figure covered in pale gold was revealed, opening its mouth, and its sharp fangs were revealed, flashing with a cold light like a poisonous snake.

Seeing this figure, Wang Feng's eyes were slightly gloomy: "Horned Crocodile King!"

Yes, this golden figure is the Horned Crocodile King.

The horned crocodile king walked out, compared to the ordinary horned crocodile, there was obviously a trace of human cunning and ferocity in his eyes, it looked at Wang Feng so quietly, and suddenly roared, and the speed was like a steel tank towards Wang Feng.

"Hmph, vulnerable, heavy prison sky!" Looking at the golden figure in his eyes that was getting bigger and bigger, Wang Feng's eyes turned cold, he snorted coldly, and with a wave of his long sleeves, his white fist was revealed.

With the launch of the Heavy Prison Heaven, Wang Feng's fist showed the power of two ancient celestial phenomena, turning into a straight line like a streamer, and struck towards the head of the horned crocodile king who was rolling and rushing.

"Howling ......"

There was a hint of cunning in the eyes of the horned crocodile king, and the figure that came at the speed of the shock wave suddenly changed, avoiding Wang Feng's fist, and the tail slammed towards Wang Feng's lower abdomen.

"Bang Bang ......"

The power of this move was really terrifying, and when Wang Feng realized it, it was too late, so he hurriedly divided some spiritual energy to protect his chest, but he was still shocked by the huge power of this tail and retreated nearly a hundred steps.

"Whoo......" Wang Feng felt that he was shocked by the huge power of this tail, and the qi and blood in his chest churned wildly, and he couldn't bear this violent force, so his face turned flushed, and he spit out two mouthfuls of blood arrows.

"Damn, it's so despicable, it's ......" Wang Feng covered his chest, his face turned a little pale, and he scolded, knowing the second half of the sentence, he realized that it was the horned crocodile king in front of him, not those bright and upright "hypocrites" of the family.

The Horned Crocodile King saw that Wang Feng was injured, a trace of joy and consternation flashed in his cunning eyes, the joy was that Wang Feng was injured and was easily defeated, and the shock was that he knew how terrifying the power contained in his tail was, and the human in front of him was not dead!

The hardness of this body is definitely not ordinary!

Wang Feng took advantage of this opportunity to breathe, and the deification and transformation of the void skill in his body also turned wildly, and the white-skinned aura turned into a monstrous cloud wave and swept into Wang Feng's body, so that his face gradually became a little ruddy.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you. Touching his chest that was in some severe pain, Wang Feng's eyes quickly flashed with a trace of anger, not because of pain, but because the power of the horned crocodile king's tail shattered the peace charm that Su Qiao had given him before.

"Big Chiba Hand!"

Wang Feng let out a loud shout, and the power around his body turned into a rolling aura, which quickly spread on the palm of his hand, and the terrifying power emanated from a transparent palm print in front of the palm, sweeping in the sky with a solemn killing intent.

In an instant, the power beyond the usual because of anger exploded, Wang Feng's speed was like a ghost, and he only felt that the white shadow in front of him flashed, and the white transparent palm print directly covered the head of the horned crocodile king.