Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Dragon's Might
Chu Feng's killing intent was undisguised, and everyone present could see it, and the hearts of the villagers beat with the trajectory of the spear in Chu Feng's hand, and they almost forgot to breathe.
Since ancient times, nothing like this had happened in the village, and no one had killed a young genius disciple of a large clan. Today, Chu Feng is destined to set a precedent, using the background of a small village in the mountains to fight against the people of the big tribe and make a prestige!
The black dragon pattern spear flashed with a cold golden luster in Chu Feng's hand, and the tip of the spear was retractable, like an angry dragon breaking through the air, directly taking the throat of Luo Xun, a young man in brocade, making his face change greatly, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
The spiritual technique he had just cast was broken by Chu Feng, and the brocade-clothed young man received a strong shock, and at this moment, the qi and blood in his inner abdomen were still churning, and he did not completely calm down, and as a result, the black spear was killed.
At this time, he was both frightened and mad, and the young strong man who had formed a clan was forced into such a dangerous situation by a young man younger than himself in this small mountain village.
"Ahh
The brocade-clothed young man looked up to the sky and roared, his black hair exploded, and his facial features were distorted, becoming very hideous. I saw that the fire aura all over his body became much more blazing in an instant, and his hands quickly sealed in front of him.
"Blood sacrifice spirit, fire spirit transformation, kill!"
A voice full of madness and violence rushed out from the throat of the brocade-clothed young man, and the blazing fire-colored spiritual light bloomed between the pinched handprints, and suddenly condensed into a huge fire-colored lion, roaring in the sky, roaring in all directions!
"Roar!!"
The fiery lion roared angrily, the sound waves rolled, and the air flow swept away like water ripples, and the people of Yuanlong Ancient Village only felt pain in their ears, and their eardrums seemed to be cracked.
"Boom!"
The fiery lion galloped towards the stabbing dragon-patterned black spear, its mouth wide open, its fangs were dense, like a black hole about to devour the front of it, its powerful claws poked out, and hit the tip of the spear hard.
"Boom!"
The dragon-patterned black spear vibrated and was knocked out with a metallic tremor without deviating from its direction. At this moment, Chu Feng was like a humanoid brute beast possessed, his strength penetrated through a thousand jun, and he firmly held the dragon pattern black spear in his hand, and his arm was shocked, directly shaking the claws of the fire-colored male lion.
"Roar!"
The claws were shaken open, and the fire-colored lion roared angrily, biting down on the dragon-patterned black spear, swallowing half of the spear body, and the fire on its body became even more intense.
"Whew-"
The dragon pattern black spear suddenly let out a dragon groan, and an indescribable majesty spread, making everyone feel a sense of oppression in their hearts. At the same time, the dragon pattern black spear in Chu Feng's hand rang out, and the dragon pattern carved on it flashed with golden light, and the dragon-shaped pattern seemed to have life and manifest itself from the spear body.
Such a picture surprised everyone present, even Chu Yunxi, who was watching quietly in the thatched hut, was full of shock, she had been in this village for several years, and she had been observing the village during this time. But what she didn't expect was that in addition to the secrets buried under the altar in the village, there were also secrets hidden in the stone pier, and this dragon-patterned black spear was definitely not ordinary!
"Whew-"
The sound of the dragon's groan, roaring in all directions, a violent wind rolled up within a radius of more than ten meters, and the sky was full of smoke and dust. And on the dragon-patterned black spear, a golden dragon body was entwined and shuttled, the dragon's head was high, and the dragon's eyes reflected supreme domineering and majesty, and rushed towards the fire-colored male lion with a "bang".
"Roar—"
"Whew-"
The fiery lion and the golden dragon fought fiercely, its body entangled by the dragon's body, struggling frantically, and its whole body began to crack. In the shocked eyes of everyone, the golden true dragon opened its mouth and swallowed the lion in one gulp.
"Roar—"
Between heaven and earth, only the roar of the fiery lion echoed, and the golden dragon quickly dispersed, turning into a point of light in the sky and submerging into the dragon-patterned black spear.
"Poof!"
The brocade-clothed young man's body shook and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Casting this kind of spiritual magic method, he has consumed a lot of essence blood, and now that the spiritual magic has been broken, he can no longer suppress the injuries caused by the backlash, his face is as pale as paper in an instant, and his body is shaky.
"Buzz!"
The dragon-patterned black spear swallowed its edge, pierced through the air, and once again slashed at the throat of the brocade-clothed young man.
"Elder save me!!"
Luo Xun, a young man in brocade, no longer has the superiority and domineering he used to have, and his originally indifferent face was full of horror. Seeing the spear close to his throat, it was too late for him to dodge, and he was trembling with fright, and his whole heart was enveloped by the fear of death.
For more than ten years, the young man in brocade has lived in a superior environment, although he is not the most powerful genius in the tribe, but he is also an outstanding person, and he is sought after. Now, in this small mountain village, he felt the smell of death for the first time, a deep despair and fear.
"Little brute, stop!"
A middle-aged man from the Goucheng tribe shouted, if the young master of their tribe was killed here, it would be a great shame for the clan, and he immediately rushed over and slammed his palm at Chu Feng's spear, wanting to shake it away.
This is a powerhouse of the Innate Secret Realm, and his physical strength is very strong, and it is even more terrifying to display his spiritual skills. However, the middle-aged man believed that his realm was high, and he did not use spiritual arts, but just slapped a palm with pure physical strength.
"Boom!"
The dragon pattern black spear in Chu Feng's hand trembled fiercely, only to feel that a huge force came from the palm of the hand that suddenly bombarded the spear's body, making his entire arm numb. Despite this, Chu Feng still did not give up the idea of killing the brocade-clothed boy, his muscles were agitated, his blood was surging, his right arm was pierced, and the dragon pattern black spear in his hand was suddenly shocked.
Under the blessing of the wild force, the dragon-patterned black spear trembled rapidly, shaking the palm of the hand open at once, and at the same time, the spear edge also deviated from the direction. Seeing such a situation, the young man in brocade breathed a sigh of relief, and he was about to stay away with a flash.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Chu Feng raised his foot and stepped violently, and in the loud noise, the whole village trembled, the ground rose and fell like waves, and the brocade-clothed young man who was just about to fly back suddenly lost his center of gravity and was shocked into the air.
At this time, Chu Feng's body was like a gale, and he rushed over in an instant, grabbed his ankle, rotated his arm, and smashed it to the ground with a bang, and the ground immediately cracked, cracked, and a human-shaped pit appeared, and streams of blood overflowed, staining the soil red.
"Ah!!Mountain and wild pariahs, if you dare to do this to my master, my clan will definitely slaughter this village!" The young man in brocade let out a roar, at this moment he was already broken bones and tendons, and his muscles were smashed and shattered, but the fear in his heart turned into endless viciousness.
"Little brute, in front of Elder Ben, you dare to be murderous!"
At this time, the white-haired old man of the Goucheng clan finally made a move, and just when Chu Feng was about to beat the brocade-clothed young man again, he stepped over more than ten meters in one step, and instantly appeared in front of Chu Feng, and his thin palm fell in the air, covering Chu Feng's head.
"Chu Feng be careful!"
"Brother Chu Feng!"
"Kid ......"
The people of Yuanlong Ancient Village finally recovered from the shock, and when they saw that the white-haired old man had done it himself, the thin five fingers grabbed Chu Feng's skull, and they all exclaimed in unison, and their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.
"Humph!"
A cold snort came from the thatched hut at the edge of the village, and it reached the ears of the others, but it reached the ears of the white-haired old man like thunder, making his body tremble violently on the spot, the blood in his body churned, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Is this the style of the so-called big tribe to bully the young? You have been cultivating for decades, and you don't feel ashamed to kill a twelve-year-old child?"
Chu Yunxi's voice echoed in the village, lingering in everyone's ears for a long time, and the white-haired old man was full of horror, because he found that his body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move at all, and not under his control.
This situation really made the white-haired old man frightened, as an elder of the Goucheng tribe, with the realm of the double heaven peak of the innate secret realm, with more than 20,000 catties of divine power in one arm, and with not weak spiritual skills, he was inexplicably imprisoned by someone, what kind of means is this?
Everyone present did not react, and after hearing Chu Yunxi's voice, they turned their heads to look at the small hut at the edge of the village, and only when they found that the white-haired old man's five fingers stopped in the air and did not fall for a long time, they felt abnormal.
"Elder, what's wrong with you?"
"Elder, why don't you do it, are we still afraid of the woman in that hut when we form a clan!"
The middle-aged people who had formed a clan spoke one after another, but the white-haired old man did not respond to them, still maintaining that posture, only his eyes were rolling, and his pupils were full of fear.
The white-haired old man was really frightened, he couldn't move his body at the moment, he couldn't speak, and he was completely imprisoned by an invisible force. In his understanding, no one in this world has such a means, and only the bloodlines inherited by those ancient beasts can do this, because only their spiritual skills can channel the gods and evolve divine powers in this heaven and earth.
"Elder?"
The middle-aged people of the clan looked at each other, and each other's eyes were full of apprehension and uneasiness, and they walked towards the white-haired old man, and when they got closer, they found that his body was stiff, unable to move or speak, and his face suddenly changed greatly.
"How can this be ......"
A middle-aged man's voice trembled, looking at the thatched hut at the edge of the village in horror, his body couldn't help but tremble, full of deep jealousy, he began to worry, afraid that he and the others would not be able to leave this ancient village today, and blood would be splashed here.
"No, how is it possible, could it be that there is a bloodline of ancient beast descendants living in this village!" The brocade-clothed young man who was held upside down by Chu Feng roared wildly, he didn't want to believe this fact.
Originally, he thought that the elder would make a move, but he could immediately kill Chu Feng and vent his evil anger for him, but he didn't want this to be the result. The fear brought by death completely overwhelmed him, and he could deeply feel the killing intent in Chu Feng's heart, and he would definitely not let him live.
Now, the elder couldn't move, his mouth couldn't speak, and the rest of the tribe didn't dare to step forward, and the young man in brocade was full of despair, and he trembled with fear.
For more than ten years, he has lived in a superior environment, and he has always been the one who kills others, and he has never been treated like this. Now that it was his turn to be controlled by someone else, he finally realized this boundless fear and deep despair.
"Don't you feel very superior?" Chu Feng raised the brocade-clothed young man a little, looked at him coldly, and without waiting for his response, he looked at the white-haired old man and said, "The Gocheng clan is indeed a behemoth for a village like ours, but it is nothing in this wasteland world, even if the people of the Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom come to our village, they are not as arrogant as you!"
"Bang!"
When the words fell, Chu Feng raised his leg and kicked the white-haired old man in the lower abdomen, his strength was so terrifying, he directly kicked the white-haired old man who couldn't move more than ten meters away, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground with a bang, splashing smoke and dust on the ground.