Chapter Seventy-Five: There Is a Weak Person Called 'Sorrow'

"Whew!"

Xu Feng couldn't help but smile after hearing this, and said:

"Yo! It's worthy of being a wise man among beasts, and we humans have learned a lot of things, huh?"

I saw Xu Feng clasping his arms around his chest and teasing:

"Anyway, don't look around, you can't be thinking about how to escape, right?"

Xu Feng didn't rush to make a move, in this cave hall, in addition to the "Qiangchen Demon Spirit" and the wolf demon just now, there was also a demon, who was on the stone platform where the weapons were placed in the corner from beginning to end, focusing on wiping all kinds of weapons.

Xu Feng has been here for so long, and this demon has not looked up, as if in its eyes, there is only a weapon in his hand.

In Xu Feng's perception, this is a tiger demon, and it should not have evolved to the third time and become a demon spirit. But Xu Feng feels that his strength should not be worse than his own, or even stronger.

Until now, Xu Feng has been paying attention, but he has been indifferent, as if he had not discovered all this at all, Xu Feng decided to take action, solve the "Demon Spirit" as quickly as possible, and finally face this "Tiger Demon".

"Kill!"

Xu Feng directly released eighty percent of his strength, stepped out of the entrance and exit, raised his hand and came out in six styles, and played the six fingering techniques of the "Six Veins Divine Sword".

Each fingering has a martial arts artistic conception attached to it.

For example, the simple and honest "Guan Chong Sword" has the artistic conception of "Dragon Elephant Divine Skill", which directly attaches incomparable strength and domineering crushing.

Another example is the "Shaoshang Sword", which is as strong and sharp as a spear, and directly attaches the martial arts artistic conception of "Liaoyuan Marksmanship", which has a tragic momentum of advancing and retreating on the basis of being strong and powerful.

Like the light and ethereal "Shaochong Sword" into the artistic conception of "Orchid Whisk Acupoint", like the majestic "Zhongchong Sword" like the royal road, it is integrated into the artistic conception of "Jiuyang Shengong".

I saw that the six sword qis, the light was intertwined, as if cutting through the air, and the sword roared like thunder.

Everywhere he passed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it seemed to turn into a sword net, falling towards the head of the "demon spirit".

"Six-Vein Qi Sword Array"

The figure of the "Demon Spirit Spirit" flashed, and suddenly it seemed as if it had hit an invisible wall, and its body was in shape for a while, but it took a step back.

If you take a closer look, it turns out that you have been imprisoned by the "Six Veins Qi Sword Array" in this square area.

Demon Spirit Qichen found that he couldn't break through the confinement barrier in a short period of time, and after leaving this square circle, his face suddenly changed color.

"Boom!"

Directly burst out of the "Demon Spirit Qi" wrapped around the palm of his hand, and slapped the "Six Veins Qi Sword Array" pressed down on the top of his head in a row, and the palm of the human instantly expanded, changing into sharp claws, flashing with blood-colored cold light.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

A series of intersoning sounds that seemed to be the collision of gold and iron, and sparks flew in all directions.

"Whew!"

The demon spirit snorted, and a sword qi passed through his right shoulder, bringing out a blood flower.

"Aang!"

The "Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon" brought out a huge dragon groan, Xu Feng fell in front of Miaochen with the "Six Veins Qi Sword Array", and the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" carried the huge power of "Dragon Elephant Prajna", and slapped on the chest of the "Demon Spirit Spirit".

"Bang!"

With an unbelievable face, the figure flew out directly and hit the mountain wall, breaking his muscles and bones, like a puddle of mud, sliding down the mountain wall.

......

"Poof!"

A dagger flew from the corner, the whole ink was pitch black, and the edge of the blade was bubbling with cold light, which looked extremely sharp, like a meteor, shooting towards Xu Feng.

"It's just in time! I'm afraid you won't make a move. ”

So far, Xu Feng has always been vigilant about the tiger demon in the corner.

Directly crooked, with a swing of his hand, he used the style of "Tianshan Folding Plum Hand", slapped on the side of the dagger, and changed the flight trajectory of the dagger.

The body shook slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "What a lot of strength!"

His expression became more solemn, staring at the corner.

At this time, the tiger demon had already stood up, its body was extremely tall, its muscles and flesh were bent, its qi and blood were boiling, and it exuded a majestic and ferocious momentum.

grinning at Xu Feng, the open mouth of the blood basin revealed the sharp and bright tiger teeth.

"Human, report your name, you have the right to be my prey.

Remember that I am the "Luo Blood King" of the Tiger Clan. ”

"Terran: Xu Feng. ”

Xu Feng looked at this tiger demon solemnly, quietly accumulating strength, preparing for the next fierce battle.

"Whew!"

I saw that the tiger demon's two big hands turned into tiger claws, which were bigger than a human head. With the push of both palms, a surging palm wind was set off, whistling all the way, whirring, and the momentum was terrifying.

In Xu Feng's eyes, this palm was extremely strong, as if it was like a group of ferocious tigers rushing over.

The sound was like a tiger's roar, shaking the entire cave hall, and a demonic aura swept in all directions.

Good hand!

This should be the iconic martial art of the Tiger Demon clan recorded in the information of the Blue Dragon Sect: "Ten Thousand Tiger Palms"

It is said that among the Tiger Clan, the "Ten Thousand Tiger Palms" cultivated by each Tiger Clan member are different.

The "Ten Thousand Tiger Palms" are fierce and clumsy, and they are the origin of the Tiger Clan.

The longer the cultivation time, the more likely it is to automatically evolve a set of palm techniques that best suits each tiger demon of the Tiger Clan according to their character, strength, muscles, bones, qi and blood.

The attack is extremely powerful, not to mention that among the many demon clans, the tiger clan's own strong bloodline ranks in the top 100.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

However, in the face of this terrifying palm, Xu Feng did not panic at all, and directly released the eighteen martial arts artistic conceptions in the "Sword Dao Void Realm", which were concluded in the air.

Eighteen kinds of martial arts artistic conceptions were intertwined and condensed in mid-air, three colorful "kill" words, each of which was composed of six kinds of martial arts artistic conceptions, which directly shrouded the demonic aura of the entire cave and tore half of it, turning it into a force of resistance.

"Boom!"

One of the words "kill" in mid-air suddenly moved, with the power of six artistic conceptions, such as "the power of the dragon elephant", "the gun intent of burning the plain with a hundred blows", and "the heavenly magic force field", and directly faced that palm.

"Bang!"

The air was splashing, the surrounding items were furnished, and even the layer of ground, in front of this collision, was like paper paste, scattered, fragmented, and even disappeared directly.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The two figures confronted each other like mountains, and the momentum of Xu Feng and the tiger demon clashed, like two huge grinding discs pouring into each other in the sky, and there were bursts of sound in the air. In the entire cave hall, the air was in a state of chaos, and the undercurrents were surging, and ordinary people couldn't get close to it, let alone meddle.

"Ahh

A miserable scream turned out to be the wolf demon who was injured on the ground by his boss "Demon Spirit Embarrassed" before Xu Feng came here.

I saw that the wolf demon, under the full force of Xu Feng and the tiger demon, produced a huge aftermath.

"Poof!", the whole body was like a squeezed egg, and it was shattered in an instant, and blood splashed everywhere, truly turning into a pool of blood.

As the battle continued, the aftermath swept by, and after a while, even the puddle of blood on the ground was completely invisible.

This is a weak person, a tragic existence.