Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 20
"Struggle in vain, stupid!" Faced with Leng Feng's attack, the Snake King grinned with disdain.

The arms that were originally hugging stretched out, and with the palm of his hand, he went straight out to meet him.

"Boom!" The next second, fists and claws intersected, and the strength was aroused. The cold front that took the lead in attacking was directly broken by the fierce snake king, and he retreated again and again. His footprints were all on the ground.

However, just when the Snake King wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue and attack, his figure slowed down slightly, showing signs of instability.

Then he raised his head and looked at Leng Feng with a deep smile: "What can a small skill do to me?"

With a serious expression on his face, Leng Feng sighed. Sure enough, for the Snake King's level, the Fifteen Ton Technique upgraded from the Fifteen Ton Fist had little effect on him.

The weight of the Thousand Weights carried by each punch of the Thousand Weights Technique cannot effectively block Lie's actions at all.

Just when Leng Feng's thoughts fluctuated slightly, the claws of the Fierce Snake King had already come to Leng Feng's body, before even approaching, the substantive strength had already firmly grasped his chest.

In an instant, the robe was torn, and the claw marks were bright red.

Leng Feng didn't dare to slack off, the blood in his body boiled and rolled, and he bombarded out with fists one after another, and the heavy pressure of Qianjun Technique was piled up layer by layer.

However, all of this was completely in vain, he had just shaken away the vigor of the Snake King and lifted the crisis, and a bigger crisis had already arrived.

"Boom!" "Crack!" "Crack!". . .

The claws as hard as gold and iron completely grabbed Leng Feng's chest. As the bones were shattered, Leng Feng was thrown into the air, blood was soaring, and even the hideous wound almost pierced through the internal organs.

This is the terrifying strength of the Snake King, even if he just plays with Leng Feng casually, he can easily seriously injure him or even take his life.

Leng Feng managed to escape from death, but at this time Li Mao was also in danger. Having lost his blood knife, he could only use his palm to fight against the enemy, and his strength was greatly restricted.

And his opponent, the Green Demon King, was also far above him in cultivation, at the peak of the Houtian Eighth Heaven, and the vines danced wildly between his waves, like whips, stabs, bundles, or whips, making Li Mao completely unable to deal with it.

In a short while, most of the robes were torn, and was soaked in thick blood. Besides, the Flower Demon King smiled coquettishly from time to time, spewing pollen, but it contained poisonous tendons and cartilage.

As if, to them, it was just playing cat and mouse.

With the arrival of the demon kings in the Fairy Spirit Valley, how could they allow two human monks to stir up trouble?
"Hey, it deserves it, this is what they will end up doing against the king if they overreach themselves."

"It's really satisfying. Isn't Leng Feng very violent? If you have the ability, let's do it now. How dare you look down on us, hum!"

"The cheap bone is the lack of beating, people still need to be more knowledgeable and interesting."

"...!"

Fang He and more than a dozen outer disciples stood behind Niu Da, while serving the injured Niu Da, while looking at the tragic situation of Leng Feng and Li Mao on the battlefield, they sneered again and again.

The other monsters and spirits under the demon king also ended the siege, sat down and shouted, celebrated wildly, and cheered for their leader.

Li Biao hid behind the giant tree where he was hanging from, and did not dare to move, for fear of being discovered by monsters.

But when he saw Li Mao's difficult predicament, he hesitated for a while, finally gritted his teeth, leaned forward, and rushed towards the Flower Demon King who was sneaking up on Li Mao from time to time and playing tricks on Li Mao.

"Ugly, your opponent is me."

Li Mao came here to save him, how could he watch Li Mao fall into danger and do nothing?
The Flower Demon King always prided himself on his beauty, but was immediately enraged by Li Biao's ugly sound, and instantly gave up on Li Mao, flashing towards Li Biao, and the blossoming flowers and leaves pierced Li Biao's body like flying knives.

Seeing this, Li Mao on the side cursed secretly. He wished Li Biao hadn't shown up. It's better for one person to suffer than two, but he was also a little moved by Li Biao's actions.

"Heaven Slashing Sword Art!" Leng Feng, who fell to the ground, endured the severe pain of the wound and stood up. He used the magic speed technique, pulled out the afterimage, and waited for the opportunity to unsheath the blue spirit sword in his hand.

He was worried that if he didn't use his sword again, he would never have the chance to use his sword again.

"Ding!" However, in the crisp and exciting sound, the tyrannical slash of the Azure Spirit Sword was blatantly smashed away by the fierce snake king's claws, and his own continuous offensive did not even stop.

Leng Feng's face became more and more serious. This was the first time that Zhan Tian and Sword Drawing suffered such a serious setback, and even a single hair of the enemy was not injured.

"Second slash!" Leng Feng slashed out with his sword for the second time without hesitation. Finally, even the Snake King was caught off guard by this unexpected move, and his arm was slashed.

"Chick!" "Chick!" "Chick!". . .

In an instant, the pitch-black blood splashed to the ground, corroding the pits, showing its poisonous cracks.

At the same time, the smile on the Snake King's face disappeared for the first time, and the playful expression in his eyes no longer remained.

Only rage and coldness.

"Human, you shouldn't hurt me, maybe you can struggle longer, but now, you have no chance."

"From now on, Fairy Spirit Valley will become your eternal nightmare!"

The Snake King wiped the scar on his right arm with his left hand, and the pitch-black poisonous blood stained his fingertips, and under the control of his vigor for a moment, it turned into five dazzling black poisonous needles.

With a cruel smile, the Snake King shot out the poisonous needle, and the target was Leng Feng's limbs and dantian.

The disciples of Penglai Xianzong cannot be killed. This is an iron rule, but in Xianling Valley, there are ways to torture and imprison the disciples of Xianzong.

Destroy Leng Feng's limbs, destroy Leng Feng's dantian, and leave him in the fairy valley to be tortured by monsters and spirits.

Until Xianzong completely forgot about Leng Feng as a disciple, in the end, Leng Feng's burial place will still be in this fairy valley.

When Leng Feng saw this, he was terrified immediately, and hurriedly used the magic speed technique in an attempt to avoid it.

But at some point, he was enveloped by a terrifying physical energy, and it became very difficult to move his body.

In addition, the lasing speed of the poisonous needle is extremely fast, but he has no hope of avoiding this blow.

Even so, Leng Feng was still not completely desperate, he was frantically thinking about countermeasures, and kept turning several taboo techniques in his mind.

Using these forbidden techniques in his current state requires a huge price. If he is not in the final desperate situation, he really does not want to use it.

"Bad little snake, don't bully Dudu's father." At this moment, a soft and tender female voice suddenly sounded over the entire resident square.

(End of this chapter)