Chapter 145: The Conflict Begins
"I saw it, don't panic!"
Chu Feng had seen the scene of their battle with the demon beast in his eyes a few minutes ago, and when he heard Ma Yu's request for help, he didn't mean to talk nonsense, and directly turned into an afterimage and rushed into the beast group.
"Uh, that's it......"
"This ...... It should be fine......
"It's so fast......"
Ran Mowen and the others were dumbfounded again, after they saw Chu Feng appear, they wanted to join forces to kill back, but Chu Feng had already rushed over alone, which caught them a little off guard.
"Hmph, it's just a red-backed purple wolf king, and look at Brother Feng to kill him!"
It was the fat man Pang Bo who spoke, and he showed a very smug expression, as if he was explaining a trivial matter.
Kill the fifth-level late-stage demon beast in seconds, this fat man can really say it!
As soon as Pang Bo's words were finished, he was teased by Ran Mowen: "Fatty, I'm afraid you don't know yet, that red-backed purple wolf is a demon beast in the late fifth level, although Captain Chu Feng is powerful, it is estimated that it will just scare it away." ”
Ran Mowen only knew that Chu Feng had the strength to defeat Li San at the beginning, but in the past few days, Li San had already stepped into the realm of a fifth-level martial artist, and he subconsciously thought that no matter how powerful Chu Feng was, he might not be much stronger.
"Cut, under Brother Feng's attack, even a sixth-level demon beast will fall, and a late-level fifth-level demon beast naturally doesn't even have a chance to escape." Pang Bo was full of confidence, his spirit was flying, and he secretly said in his heart: Could it be that I have seen Brother Feng kill fifth-level demon beasts in seconds several times, and I still want to tell you?
The appearance of the fat man made Ma Yu a little unbearable, and just when she wanted to refute, she noticed that Ran Mowen and Fan Crocodile on the side were shocked.
Their vision stayed in the herd of beasts hundreds of meters away.
Where, Chu Feng unleashed his might, unleashed a terrifying sword technique, and caused terrible killings.
Poof!
Poof!
Poof!
Under the attack of the Streamer Sky Dance, those fourth-level demon beasts fell down in response, and in just a dozen breaths before and after, Chu Feng killed more than thirty fourth-level demon beasts.
Spike, absolute spike!
This method is clean and neat, and it looks even more shocking than Li San's domineering methods before.
On average, one breath can kill two fourth-level demon beasts in seconds, and this method can only be done by a fifth-level late-stage martial artist who has cultivated special martial arts.
"Could it be that Captain Chu Feng has already reached the late stage of the fifth level?" Ma Yu muttered.
"I don't think that's just the case, he gives me the feeling that he is much stronger than my martial artist at the peak of the fifth level." Ran Mowen took a deep breath, staring at the somewhat familiar knife technique, and couldn't think of the origin of the knife technique for a while.
"Streamer Sky Dance, that turned out to be Streamer Sky Dance!" Fan Crocodile's face was once again full of horror, he was very familiar with this kind of martial art.
Because he himself uses a tiger head knife, what he cultivates is the martial art Streamer Sky Dance, but after such a long time of cultivation, he is only barely getting started, and he is not working from time to time, so when he is usually in actual combat, he quickly uses it to kill demon beasts.
"How is it possible, isn't that Streamer Sky Dance known as an extremely difficult martial art to practice, the martial art of the Chu Demon King should be the gravity hammer method, why is he able to cultivate another martial art in such a short period of time!" Ran Mo snorted secretly and subconsciously glanced at Fan Crocodile.
He remembered very well that in the past few months, Fan Crocodile had not spent much time cultivating this martial art, but it was a pity that ......
"I wonder if Captain Chu Feng would have cultivated this kind of martial art in advance, you see, isn't that shark knife his trophy last time." Ma Yu said softly.
Whoosh!
At this time, most of the demon beasts in the field were cleared.
Chu Feng's approach also attracted the attention of the red-backed purple wolf in the late fifth level, and then it dropped the embarrassed Li San and pounced on Chu Feng with its sharp front paws.
The distance of tens of meters was instantaneous for a fifth-level demon beast, and at this time, Chu Feng suddenly jumped out, stabbed out the shark knife, and slashed horizontally.
Poof!
It was still a streamer of light, and the red-backed purple wolf in the late fifth level was split in half, and Chu Feng completed the first phase of the second kill in front of everyone.
Burst!
At that moment, a round and hard object fell out of the corpse, with a blood sacrifice on it, and it was fluorescent.
"Hey, it's a demon pill!"
Chu Feng was pleasantly surprised, this fifth-level demon pill was the first demon pill he got after entering the wilderness area, which was an unexpected gain.
You must know that the demon pill in the late fifth level can buy a contribution point of 200-3 million.
Of course, he naturally didn't mean to sell this demon pill, but put it in the space bracelet, ready to keep it for himself to devour.
After the red-backed purple wolf in the late fifth level was killed, there were more than twenty scattered fourth-level demon beasts left to flee in all directions, obviously scared away.
Ma Yu and the others hurriedly walked over, woke up the embarrassed Li San and fed a bottle of recovery potion, the latter was now scarred, and the metallic ability on his body was completely exhausted, if Chu Feng hadn't arrived in time just now, he would definitely have been buried in the belly of that fifth-level demon beast.
"Thank you......"
Two minutes later, Li San had already come to his senses, and he looked at Chu Feng with some complicated looks, and when he knew that the fifth-level demon beasts in this vicinity were all killed by Chu Feng in seconds, his heart was full of emotion.
In his heart, this time he thought that he would have the ability to challenge Chu Feng after becoming a real fifth-level martial artist, but now it seems that that idea is too naïve.
"You're welcome, it's a trivial matter." Chu Feng smiled faintly, and then tightened the body of the red-backed purple wolf into the space bracelet with his own hands.
This kind of method surprised Ma Yu and the others, but they didn't say anything, if it wasn't for Chu Feng just now, let alone the loot, even if it was their lives, they might not be able to save their lives.
Tuk tuk!
Suddenly, three young people appeared in the distance, and their arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"You are the weak chickens of the Blue Dragon Martial Arts Pavilion? At this time, I don't know how to return to the base, and I really don't know whether to live or die! ”
Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.
The young martial artist who spoke looked to be about 20 years old, but his strength was very strong, and the data on his attribute panel made Chu Feng a little surprised.
Bite!
【Level 5 Martial Artist】
Constitution: 49
Dexterity: 49
Spirit: 49
Strength: 49
Ability: A-3 (Gravity)
Martial arts: "Energy Wings", "Sword of the Archangel"
At this age, he can reach the strength of the peak of the fifth level, which is only stronger than those deputy hall masters of the Qinglong Martial Arts Pavilion, and this person has cultivated two martial arts, at first glance, he is not an ordinary person, as for the gravity ability, it has refreshed Chu Feng's cognition.
"Hello, are you from the Shenzhou Martial Arts Hall?"
Ma Yu asked vigilantly, she could faintly feel that the aura of these people was very strong, so it was not easy to offend.
Judging from the characteristics of the combat uniforms, these people are a bit like the people of the Shenzhou Martial Arts Gym.
"Hey, this woman is very good-looking, very material!" The warrior's eyes swept over Ma Yu with bad intentions, with a touch of greed.
"Bastard, you say it again!"