Chapter 1201 - Identification

Cognac had a killing intent on his face, and he stared at Xu Feng. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Good boy, I haven't seen you in just a few years, I can't imagine that now that you are raising tigers, you dare to come to my dark temple to spread wild, it seems that you are really impatient. ”

Xu Feng spread out his hands, he smiled faintly, his expression was calm, and he stared at the cognac opposite: "In the past three years, you have only broken through to the cultivation of the Fourth Rank Spirit Venerable, which is really wasteful." ”

For Xu Feng, the Four Rank Spirit Venerable is not enough to see at all.

Cognac didn't know Xu Feng's strength and cultivation, and he said with cold eyes: "Boy, you should understand that there is a price to be paid for speaking out of shame." ”

He knew very well that there was a big difference between the fourth-rank Spiritual Venerable and the third-grade Spiritual Venerable.

His current strength has definitely improved a lot, and he doesn't believe that Xu Feng can be stronger than him.

"Boy, since you survived, you shouldn't come to the Dark Temple, after all, it won't be easy for you to survive. An old man in black stared at Xu Feng and said.

The momentum of the second-grade Spirit Venerable on his body burst out, and his eyes exuded a cold killing intent: "But if you are bold enough to come to the Dark Temple to provoke, it proves that you must die." ”

Xu Feng's eyes were still very calm, he looked at the man in black who spoke, and grinned: "Could it be that you think that even a waste like you wants to kill me?"

The old man's eyes were full of anger, and a dark Dao heart erupted from his body, and the entire void became even darker, and a dark light erupted.

The old man stepped out in one step, only to see his hands recover, condensing into a pitch-black blade, which tore directly at Xu Feng's neck.

However, Xu Feng still stood in place, allowing the jet-black blade to attack.

The old man's eyes widened, and a smile appeared on his face hidden under the black robe: "Good boy, what about killing yourself?"

The old man couldn't help but sneer when he saw that Xu Feng didn't make a move, so he resisted his attack like this.

Whew!

However, the pitch-black blade struck Xu Feng's neck fiercely, and a golden light burst out from Xu Feng's body, and the blade was as if it had touched steel.

The pitch-black blade didn't hit Xu Feng's body at all, leaving any traces, and it collapsed directly.

The old man who came out of the impact widened his eyes and stared at Xu Feng deadly, he opened his mouth wide: "This ......"

Cognac and the three men in black beside him were all stunned.

They didn't expect Xu Feng's body to be terrifying.

Xu Feng's gaze suddenly fell on the old man, and the old man only felt that the pores all over his body were erected, and the whole person felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"How about it? Ben Shao said that you are a waste, you still don't believe it?" Xu Feng's voice sounded, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

The golden light rose to the sky, and the entire dark sky was illuminated incomparably.

The old man felt the aura of danger, and suddenly burst out shouting: "Hall Master, save me ......"

Boom!

However, his voice was accompanied by the sound of fist attacks, and his entire body was bombarded with a golden fist.

Immediately followed by another punch, the golden fist hit more than ten times in succession, and suddenly the vitality of the old man of the second-grade spirit venerable completely disappeared.

The old man's black robe was completely shattered, revealing a dry body, the skin was frighteningly fair, and the whole body was covered with skin and bones.

The old man's body under the black robe, where it looks like a person, is completely the dried corpse of the walking dead.

An old man standing beside Cognac, his eyes were shocked, his body was trembling slightly, and the corners of his mouth floated slightly: "How is this possible?"

Xu Feng grabbed the dry corpse, he swept over the dead man opposite, and said with a smile: "I really don't understand, you guys are desperately joining the Dark Temple, just to live for such a person, are you tired?"

"Boy, what do you know? In the world of pursuing martial arts, the strong are respected, we are just trying to become stronger, how many people want to comprehend the dark Dao heart can't comprehend, we can comprehend it is our blessing. Cognac's voice was cold, and there was no doubt that Xu Feng had spoken of his sore spots.

Who wants to live such a life without people and ghosts, but in order to comprehend the dark avenue, this is the process that must be experienced to join the dark temple.

"Huh...... What's wrong with you?" Cognac's gaze fell on the trembling old man beside him, and he noticed that the old man's eyes were very wrong.

The old man looked at Xu Feng and said in a trembling voice: "Boy, who are you? That punch just now is the Thirteenth Style of Heroism, how can you?"

"Huh?"

Cognac and the others instantly stared at Xu Feng, the Thirteen Styles of Heroism They were like thunder, the top genius who appeared in the Tianhua Domain back then, the fist technique created by the Emperor Linghuang, stood alone in the world.

The most important thing is that they all know very well that the important person back then sparked a spark of love with the Mighty Spirit Emperor in the Tianhua Domain.

In the end, the Xiongba Gate was completely destroyed, and the Xiongba Spirit Emperor was also wiped out.

"Oh......"

Xu Feng didn't expect that the old man would guess his identity with the boxing technique he had performed, and he clasped his hands.

Anyway, these people here are going to die today, and he also let them die to understand, after all, his hatred of dominating the door will be avenged one day.

"The Thirteen Styles of the Male Tyrant are indeed the fist techniques of the Male Tyrant Spirit Emperor, but now that he is dead, it seems not unusual that I can have the opportunity to obtain his fist techniques. Xu Feng said calmly.

The old man shook his head slowly, he stared at Xu Feng deadly, and said, "No, no...... I was in the main hall just now, and when I heard your voice, I felt so familiar. ”

"Now I finally understand why that sound sounds familiar to me, because I've been listening to it for years. You may not know it, but by the side of that big man, I have been hiding in the dark to protect her. ”

Speaking of this, the eyes of the black-robed old man looked at Xu Feng, all shocked and admired.

Back then, he had watched the Heroic Spirit Emperor with his own eyes, from a weak existence, to gradually become the overlord of the Tianhua Domain.

That's just a little over a decade.

However, in that battle that year, that big man decided to give the Male Tyrant Spirit Emperor a decent way to die and arrange so many strong people to go, just so that he could die with dignity.

Unexpectedly, the Male Overlord Spirit Emperor did not die, but survived, and it seemed that his talent and achievements were even more terrifying than before, he actually survived under the noses of so many people.

"Hahaha...... No wonder I also feel that your breath is very familiar, back then I felt a pair of eyes in the dark, staring at me all the time, it seems that it is you. ”

In Xu Feng's eyes, a flash of light appeared, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, all of which were cold killing intent.

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