Fighting the Martial Universe

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he walked slowly in front of Zhang Mofan and said, "Xiao Fan, some things are really not as simple as you imagined. If you go back now, I will ask your father-in-law to stop."

"Yo? Your father-in-law is called?"

Zhang Mofan sarcastically said, "You are a white-eyed wolf who abandons his wife and children."

"Xiao Fan, don't talk about your father like that. All this is my volition. It doesn't make any sense for you to make trouble here."

Luo Qingluan also dissuaded him. Although she knew that Zhang Mofan was out of good intentions, no matter how much Zhang Mofan persisted, nothing could be changed.

She didn't want Zhang Mofan to be implicated because of their affairs.

Zhang Feng shook his head, knowing Zhang Mofan's temperament, unless he really hit him on the ground and couldn't move, Zhang Mofan would give up.

He also walked over and said: "Xiao Fan, then don't blame me as my father for being rude to you. At the beginning, you showed good strength in that barren door, but now you have grown to this level. Let us compare father and son, who is stronger."

As he spoke, he was also holding a long sword in his palm. On the long sword, the stigmata was surrounded by flames.

Zhang Mofan shook his head and said, "Father, you have indeed been greatly improved during your years in the Sword Soul Race, but you should know my strength."

"You are indeed powerful. You can defeat Qianshui with the cultivation base of entering the Saint Middle Realm, but my strength is even more terrifying."

As Zhang Feng said, a cyan flame surrounded him under his feet, and the entire space suddenly became hot.

It's the ancient green fire!

Many warriors saw this scene, one by one exclaimed.

"This Zhang Feng is said to have received the inheritance of Qinghuo Zhisheng. Moreover, he himself has cultivated the Heaven-ranking technique. With the blessing of the Ancient Qinghuo, he directly raised his technique to the Holy Step."

"Moreover, what Qinghuo Zhisheng is good at is swordsmanship, and Zhang Feng's fighting spirit is the strongest fighting spirit of the sword spirit family, the Flame God Sword!"

"Tsk tusk, it's no wonder that Zhang Feng is so valued by the Sword Soul Clan. If nothing else, Zhang Feng is likely to surpass Qinghuo's Holy Sage."

Everyone was talking about it.

Zhang Feng is indeed abnormal.

His sword soul was awakened for the second time, and he had already awakened to become the strongest fighting spirit of the sword soul clan, the flame **** sword fighting soul, the true **** fighting soul.

Moreover, it also got the inheritance of Qinghuo's holy.

Of course, the most important thing is that the soul of the sword clan is originally a sword repair, and various superb sword techniques are also emerging in an endless stream.

Although Ba Qianshui and Zhang Feng are in the same realm, they are very different. Otherwise, Ba Qianshui would not like Zhang Feng.

Although Zhang Feng is older than the students of Dynasty Academy, his strength is definitely not bad.

No one would doubt Zhang Feng's talent, because Zhang Feng cultivated a lot later.

Zhang Mofan shook his head and said, "Father, haven't you heard a word? Being a son will definitely surpass his father."

"In the future, I also hope you can surpass me, but now, there is still a huge gap between you and me."

Zhang Feng said confidently.

"Zhang Feng, what are you talking nonsense? Do you want me to do it myself?"

Ba Tianyuan had completely lost his patience.

call out!

Zhang Feng swung his long sword and rushed directly to Zhang Mofan, trying to defeat Zhang Mofan as soon as possible and calm his anger.

He only wanted to do it himself, because he was worried that others would seriously hurt Zhang Mofan.

The long sword in his hand was made by himself, but made with the best metal material, Tianshan flint.

Moreover, the engraved fighting pattern was also refined from the blood of the eighth-level fire-attribute monsters. Under the urging of his holy power, the fire-attributed sword moves were released, which was extremely powerful.

Swinging a sword, like a wave of fire, is astonishing, even if the fighting spirit is not displayed, it still feels terrifying.

boom!

Zhang Mofan frowned and waved his halberd. He wanted to resist the past, but found that the fire wave was astonishing. The sand in his hand was shaken out of his hand, thrown away, and finally stuck in the ground. on.

Zhang Mofan grabbed it with a big hand, held Shensha in his hand again, leaped forward, appeared on top of Zhang Feng's head, and chopped it down.

"Xiao Fan, since I came to the Soul Sword Clan, I have understood where the advantages of the big family are, that is, resources, absolute resources, I have taken too many treasures of heaven and earth, and you have no power at all. The advantages."

Zhang Feng knew that Zhang Mofan had extraordinary talents, and he was still a twin spirit fighting spirit, but these were just a foundation for the martial artist.

A good foundation does not mean strong strength.

The long sword in his hand shook again, blasting a sword aura like a fire wave, directly facing Zhang Mofan.

Suddenly, Zhang Mofan felt that an overwhelming force was coming.

Two powerful attacks collided again, and Zhang Mofan was shocked out again.

With Zhang Feng's strength, the realm of the later stage of entering the sage can definitely counter the strength of the ordinary enlightened sage middle realm.

Zhang Mofan would be able to contend even if he didn't use the Eight Doors Dunjia, he couldn't be repelled continuously.

Just now, it was just his handicap.

Because Zhang Feng is his father, no matter what, he is his father.

However, after making two moves, he won't keep his hands anymore.

He stabilized his figure, waved Shensha, and slayed Zhang Feng fiercely. The powerful sacred power poured on the Shensha crazily.

bump!

With a hard fight, the two broke back at the same time.

However, Zhang Mofan just stepped back a few steps before rushing directly and slammed his punch.

Sumi holy fist!

With a punch, the energy of the Five Wilds poured out frantically, emitting a five-color light, all merged in the punch, and finally blasted towards Zhang Feng.

After Zhang Feng retreated, he also slapped a palm, the palm of the **** sword!

The Sacred Sword Palm of Hell ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is a powerful martial arts mastery, which has reached the elementary level of the holy rank. The strong create their own creations and turn them into the palm of hell.

This skill requires someone who is proficient in swordsmanship and has a strong sword intent to cultivate.

And Zhang Feng's sword intent is naturally extremely powerful.

With one palm hit, a series of sword auras condensed one after another huge palm prints, as if poking out from the hell, and blasting away at Zhang Mofan fiercely.

"This is the Sacred Sword Palm of Hell? Zhang Feng actually cultivated this palm technique? How is this possible?"

"I can remember that Jian Jingtian spent a lot of resources in bidding for this skill. As a result, no one was able to practice it. Now, it was practiced by Zhang Feng."

Everyone was shocked, and felt the horror of Zhang Feng more and more. The Sword Soul Race really found a genius back.

With Zhang Feng, the Sword Soul Race will surely climb the peak again.