C474

(19th)

"Pah …"

The Black Flood Dragon's long whip made another whipping sound. Following that, the black whip's body unexpectedly began to slowly thicken. In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a black flood dragon as thick as a bucket!

"Aouuu ~ ~ ~" The Black Flood Dragon roared toward the sky. Its aura was majestic and its baleful aura was oppressing.

"High-grade spirit weapon!" Feeling the stifling aura radiating from the flood dragon, Chen Feng frowned deeply. "High-grade spiritual tools are rare even in the cultivation world. How could such a small Wasteland have one?"

"Chen Feng, be careful!" It was unknown when Liu Yiyi and Bai Muxue's hands were already tightly clasped together. As Chen Feng's woman, the two of them were worried for Chen Feng at the same time.

It was like a black bolt of lightning. In an instant, the flood dragon had arrived above Chen Feng's head.

Its mouth was wide open, and its mouth full of sharp teeth flashed with a sharp light. It suddenly bit towards the upper half of Chen Feng's body.

"Crack —" The sound of teeth closing was especially ferocious. Countless cultivators felt a chill on their backs as their clothes unconsciously became wet from the cold sweat.

Chen Feng had disappeared. What this evil drake had bitten was only an afterimage of him. His real body had already stepped on the ripples and appeared above the evil drake.

The final profound meaning of Profound Rippling Steps, as though he could do anything he wanted! Every step he took was filled with the great Dao.

Chen Feng's feet moved in the air as if he was walking on the ground.

The flood dragon's bite was not too heavy. It ferociously swung its thick tail, and a very powerful power actually tore through space. A thin crack in space appeared along with the twitch of its tail, and a hollow Qi leaked out from it.

Chen Feng slightly moved away from the dragon's tail at an extremely mysterious angle, yet again distancing himself from the dragon.

The long and narrow crack line in space that had been torn apart by the dragon had quietly shut itself. It was as though it had never appeared.

"It really is a high-grade spirit artifact. This Flood Dragon is actually able to tear through space. Could it be that its cultivation has already reached the Divine Division realm?" Chen Feng's heart was extremely solemn.

The Spirit Severing Stage was the realm after the chakra stage. The power of a Divine Clone's attacks was enough to tear space apart and create spatial rifts.

The Fierce Sun Flying Sword in his hand hummed, as if it was a general who wanted to go out and fight. He was currently vowing to vote for Chen Feng's heart.

"Haha, so what if it's a high grade spirit weapon?" This Scorching Sun Flying Sword of mine is also a high grade spirit artifact. We'll know who's strong and who's weak later! " Chen Feng's heart was filled with ambition. "Soul Division? It was merely the body of a Spirit Severing cultivator. "You have no magic, you can only rely on your body to fight. Why would I be afraid of you!"

With a thought, Chen Feng fiercely stomped his feet. His body actually disappeared into thin air, and in the next moment, he appeared on the back of the evil Flood Dragon.

Sensing Chen Feng on its back, the dragon became even more furious. It frantically rolled in the air, sometimes soaring into the clouds, sometimes plummeting down. It tried to think of ways to throw Chen Feng off its back.

However, it was as if a root had grown on the back of the flood dragon under Chen Feng's feet. No matter how the flood dragon struggled, it was unable to fall.

Chen Feng, who was standing firmly on the back of the flood dragon, raised his Fierce Sun Flying Sword and pierced down at the back of the flood dragon.

"Humph, you want to break through my black dragon's defenses? Dream on!" Qu Jing Feng looked at Chen Feng with disdain, as if victory was already in his grasp.

Chen Feng's Scorching Sun Flying Sword had actually pierced into the back of the evil Flood Dragon, and the entire body of the sword had sunk halfway into its body.

The Scorching Sun Flying Sword was a high-grade spirit artifact. It did not have the same ability as the Black Flood Dragon's spirit whip, which could transform into an evil Flood Dragon. What it had was a sharp, scorching weapon!

Just like a fire sword that had been heated to half its original size, the Sun Scorching Flying Sword stabbed deeply into the back of the dragon. The dragon howled miserably as the intense pain and heat caused it to struggle even harder.

Chen Feng forcefully pulled out the Scorching Sun Flying Sword, and the wound that had been stabbed continuously emitted traces of black gas. The flood dragon was only a transformed form of the Black Flood Dragon's spirit whip, and was not a living being. As a result, there was no blood, and the black gas was the essence of his life.

As the black gas flowed away, Chen Feng could feel the Black Jiao gradually becoming weaker.

"There's hope!" Chen Feng was delighted. Once again, he brandished his Fierce Sun Flying Sword and fiercely stabbed downwards.

"Stop!" As the owner of the magic treasure, he was naturally able to feel the pain of the Evil Dragon. He knew that if Chen Feng were to continue like this, the Evil Dragon would definitely be defeated!

Thus, he moved. In the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Chen Feng.

The Blue Wind Dagger, along with a sharp and shrill cry, suddenly slashed towards Chen Feng's throat!

Knowing that the assassination technique was useless, he decided to just give up and use his peak late Nascent Soul Stage cultivation to fight against Chen Feng.

If it was the Chen Feng from yesterday, in terms of cultivation alone, he would definitely be inferior to him. However, he had spent the previous night dual cultivating with Bai Muxue and Liu Yiyi. With the help of the perverted Dragon's Desire Mystic Yellow Scripture, Chen Feng's cultivation had already reached the late Nascent Soul Stage.

The next time Chen Feng used his Fierce Sun Flying Sword, it changed its direction midway and blocked the Blue Wind Dagger horizontally. Then, when he was caught unprepared, the Fierce Sun Flying Sword suddenly emitted intense heat, causing him to feel as if he was in a furnace.

"Do you think I don't have any other methods?" As he felt the endless heat around him, he suddenly shouted, "Profound ice aura!"

Along with this cold shout, a layer of mist suddenly appeared around his body. It was extremely misty and gentle. Not only did it instantly disperse the hot air coming from the Searing Sun Flying Sword, it even quickly wrapped around Chen Feng.

"I didn't expect father to be so generous that he even bestowed the only remaining Profound Ice Fruit to Jing Feng!" Qu Sancha from the Faction of the Wasteland Society said again, with a sour tone in his voice.

The beautiful lady proudly glanced at Qu San Qu, her eyes shined as she looked at the two in the middle of the battle.

Chen Feng, who was shrouded in white mist, suddenly froze.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a thick layer of ice armor instantly formed on Chen Feng's body. In a split-second, the situation had unexpectedly reversed. Chen Feng, who had always held the upper hand, had actually been frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Hahaha, do you know how my hair is white?" "I will deal with you for the sake of getting this Profound Ice Qi! Ha ha-ha, you must be surprised! "

The more he laughed, the more he became hysterical, almost going crazy. "Haha, now, go to hell!"

As he spoke, he infused all of the true essence in his body into his Blue Wind Dagger.

"Weng — —" The Blue Wind Dagger brought with it an incomparably dangerous aura as it stabbed towards Chen Feng like a thunderbolt!

"Chen Feng!" Bai Muxue and Liu Yiyi cried out in madness. At this moment, a violent feeling of suffocation nearly caused them to faint!

"Chen Feng, you have to be alright..."