Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

　　However, Zhang Feng laughed in anger.

　　This spiritual plant is what he is eyeing, and since it is what he is eyeing, it is absolutely not allowed to be interfered by others!

　　"Holy Son Chongxiao..."

　　"Hehe, hehe! Okay! I want to see what the so-called arrogances of you are!"

　　Under Fang Mingjing's gaze, Zhang Feng's expression was extremely arrogant.

　　This made him a little stunned.

　　this person...

　　Wouldn't it be stupid? .

Chapter 184

　　Zhang Feng, a name that is almost as bad as Lin Feng.

　　But he is not a transmigrator.

　　Although he is not a traveler, he is like the Son of Destiny in fantasy novels, with invincible luck.

　　In the beginning, Zhang Feng was just the young master of the family in a small town on the edge of the Zhongruo Continent. In the early days, he was a famous genius in the town, and suddenly one day he became a practice waste and was humiliated until he woke up the remnant soul in the ring one day. , and began to embark on his own road of opening and hanging.

　　Three years.

　　In just three years, Zhang Feng sang all the way with the help of the old grandfather of the remnant soul, won the first place in many large-scale secret realms, searched for countless treasures, and really grew from a humble pawn to a real genius. level of competition.

　　But in fact, whether it is a longevity family or an ancient dynasty, the so-called Tianjiao Zhang Feng of these superpowers is not in the eye.

　　In his opinion, these so-called favored sons of the sky have grown to such a level only by virtue of their identities and countless resources in the clan, and what about him?Rising from the end, the hardships involved are probably unimaginable for ordinary people, and this has also sharpened his will to an extremely terrifying level.

　　Therefore, Zhang Feng believes that he is invincible in the same rank.

　　Even if the opponent is the first on the so-called Tianjiao list, the Holy Son of Chongxiao Fang Mingjing, he does not think that the opponent can compare with himself.

　　"It just so happens that this secret realm is an opportunity!"

　　"An opportunity to let everyone know that the so-called holy son Tianjiao is just a stepping stone on my way to the top of Zhang Feng!"

　　boom!

　　Along with Zhang Feng's arrogant words, a violent force of qi and blood erupted.

　　He tore off the black robe that covered his entire body, only to see that the slender and straight body gradually turned red, and it was steaming with heat.

　　Under the urging of qi and blood and the encouragement of fighting spirit, Zhang Feng's muscles grew into the strongest period in history.

　　It seemed that every cell was on fire.

　　He clenched his fist hard.

　　Although it was just an ordinary action, it caused the atmosphere to make a slight chirping sound, and the scorching and violent energy of blood even made the ground unbearable to crack like him. In the sealed secret realm, Zhang Feng's strength lies in this physical body that has been beaten to the extreme.

　　Fang Mingjing was a little surprised.

　　Then he picked up the Lingguo in his hand and took a bite, feeling that the other party's designation was due to a brain problem.

　　He is too lazy to care about such a guy, not to mention he has no interest in this exquisite fire source tree, just take a fruit to taste.

　　However, Zhang Feng regarded his indifferent behavior as contempt, and sneered at the moment, and with the explosion of the ground, his figure swept out like a mad thunder.

　　Boom!

　　Zhang Feng, who broke through in front of Fang Mingjing in just a split second, turned into a crimson thunder light with his heavy punch with the momentum of crushing everything!

　　"Indestructible Thunder" and "Indestructible Thunder", these are Zhang Feng's mental and physical exercises respectively, and before every breakthrough in his cultivation, he will steadily smash his own body. Fighting to the limit of that stage, he has grown to a level that can be compared with the extraordinary physique by virtue of his mortal physique.

　　"Washing Stone Pillow". Flow"

　　Fang Mingjing looked indifferent.

　　He didn't even raise his hand, just after a soft voice, a purple crack opened in the air and swallowed the crimson thunder light into it.

　　then,

　　"Pillow flow and gargle."

　　A purple crack opened above Zhang Feng's head, and the previously swallowed lightning slammed onto him.

　　After taking his own blow, Zhang Feng's body was shocked, his face was stunned at first, and then full of gloom.

　　"How dare you make fun of me like this...!"

　　He gritted his teeth.

　　The whole person was enveloped by a violent force of qi and blood. The next moment, a violent sound broke out on the ground under his feet, and the whole person turned into a violent thunder to launch an offensive.

　　Fang Mingjing still did not respond.

　　However, seeing the other party's behavior like this, Fang Mingjing didn't have the kind of tolerance to smile. He threw most of the remaining Linglong Huoyuan Fruit and stretched his hand to the long sword behind him.

　　Zhang Feng, who turned into red thunder, danced wildly with black hair, clenched his five fingers into fists, tightened his elbows, and blasted out!In an instant, the crimson blood energy gathered frantically, and finally turned into blood-colored thunderbolts, with fist sounds like the sea, mighty.

　　It was a terrifying punch.

　　Fang Mingjing swings his sword.

　　Although his cultivation base was blocked, he did not possess such a terrifying power of qi and blood like the other party, but he possessed a variety of powers that this world could not understand.

　　The long sword that was picked up made a shrill sound of breaking wind under his swing, and the sound of air humming came from his ears. With the terrifying sword intent, the golden sun really burned on the blade of the sword. , The power of the realm that is enough to reverse everything turns into an unparalleled sword light!

　　boom!

　　At the moment when the two collided, the heaven and the earth shook violently, and the loud crash shook Qiankun brother.

　　A very mournful blush bloomed, and blood splattered.

　　Zhang Feng was shocked, and when the severe pain spread out from his fist, he watched in disbelief as a striking sword mark emerged from his (Zhao Lehao) fist, almost spanning the back of his hand to the arm , the blood flowed.

　　This--! ?

　　Although it was only a skin injury, it was enough to shake Zhang Feng's mind. You must know that his cultivation was in the early days of the Tribulation Realm, and his body, which was tempered by frantic beatings, was even an attack by a cultivator in the early Nirvana Realm. There is also a [-]% certainty to take it. However, at the moment, the Chongxiao Holy Son, whose cultivation is not in the Profound Realm, has broken his defense with a single sword?

　　how can that be! ?

　　Zhang Feng always believed that in this secret realm, his body alone was enough to push everything horizontally, but at this moment, his pride and self-confidence were shattered by Fang Mingjing's sword!

　　……

　　emmm, you may have noticed that the title of this book has been changed, so in order to match it, I will probably have to change the cover later. .

Chapter 185

　　Zhang Feng's face suddenly turned gloomy.

　　There was a violent look in his eyes, his hair was flying in disorder, and an extremely violent aura swept out of his body like a storm, and his bloody palm clenched his fist again and blasted it out!

　　This punch is as powerful as a rainbow, fierce as a prison!

　　The murderous Leiguang roared and flew towards Fang Mingjing's face. The moment Fang Mingjing raised his long sword to resist, he only felt a terrifying force rushing along the long sword, especially that power was madly vented in him. On his right arm, the long sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

　　"Holy Son Chongxiao? Hmph, that's all!"

　　Zhang Feng's arrogant voice came from in front of him.

　　Taking advantage of Fang Mingjing's parry, Zhang Feng's figure flickered.

　　Boom!

　　Amidst the thunder that exploded on the ground, Zhang Feng's black-haired dancing figure had reached Fang Mingjing's side, and his bloody, roaring punch slammed down again.

　　Fang Mingjing's eyes narrowed.

　　In the silence, the power of the strange and unpredictable realm broke out.

　　Immediately, Zhang Feng was shocked to find that his fist could not touch the opponent no matter what.

　　It was a very weird scene.

　　His fist and Fang Mingjing were only a few fingers away, and his fist was clearly advancing, but it couldn't fall on the opponent no matter what.

　　——【Boundary between far and near】

　　Fang Mingjing smiled, the long sword in his hand turned into a silver-white arc flash, and his goal was directly at Zhang Feng's throat, but at the critical moment, Zhang Feng's brain reacted first to the body, and then leaned back to avoid it. A sword light.

　　escaped.

　　Zhang Feng just had such an idea in his mind, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his throat. When he subconsciously covered it with his hands, he was shocked to find that his hands were stained with bright red blood.

　　what happened?

　　His brain's response was a beat.

　　"However."

　　Fang Mingjing said cheerfully, there was blood dripping from the tip of the long sword in his hand.

　　Zhang Feng's face was sinister, he stared at Fang Mingjing's face, and he couldn't help but start to overturn the river.

　　He couldn't see what was going on!

　　Why can't his fist touch the opponent, and why is the sword move that he had already avoided hurting himself?

　　"This Holy Son of Chongxiao really didn't get a false reputation."

　　Suddenly, a voice sounded in Zhang Feng's mind.

　　Master! ?

　　Zhang Feng's eyes lit up—since he entered this secret realm, the connection between him and the old man with remnants living in his ring has been good and bad, and at this time the connection suddenly recovered, which made his heart suddenly feel emboldened.

　　He immediately started asking about the master in the ring.

　　In Zhang Feng's impression, his master is the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable person in Zhongruo Continent.

　　However, the answer given by the remnant soul this time surprised Zhang Feng.

　　"It's hard to say."