The Ancient Vast Realm

Feeling this momentum, Feng Xuan flashed without hesitation and turned into a shadow to avoid the opponent's attack. The giant fist also hit the ground heavily, creating a huge deep pit where Feng Xuan had been standing before.

"Qing Yuan Ju Ding!"

With a roar, Feng Xuan instantly slapped out several huge palm prints, directly hitting Xiong Kui's huge figure.

Boom boom boom——

Several palm prints hit Xiong Kui's body heavily, and he staggered forward for several steps. Several huge palm prints also appeared on his huge body.

But then Xiong Kui reacted immediately, and one hand formed a claw, and swung it fiercely towards Feng Xuan who was floating in the air. A pale claw mark flew towards Feng Xuan like lightning.

Feng Xuan felt the terrifying power of this claw mark, and did not dare to take it head-on. His body dodged like a gust of wind, allowing the claw mark to hit a stone peak behind him directly.

Hualala——

The boulders rolled down, and the stone peaks composed of dozens of feet high rocks shattered. Several boulders fell down due to the claw marks. The cuts on the boulders were smooth, just like tofu cut by a knife.

Moo!

While Feng Xuan was dodging, a huge bull flew out from his outstretched arm and crashed into the giant rushing towards him.

Xiong Kui showed a trace of surprise on his face, and immediately blocked with both hands, grabbing the rushing bull as if it was real. His body was blasted backwards by the huge impact force, and his feet plowed two long grooves on the ground.

"Hah!"

Xiong Kui shouted loudly, and with a force of both hands, he directly shattered the bull in front of him, turning it into vitality and blood. Just as he wanted to continue rushing towards Feng Xuan, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Feng Xuan was already thousands of meters away from him, and the bowstring of a blue silver-patterned war bow in Feng Xuan's hand had been pulled. The strange thing was that there was no arrow on the bowstring in Feng Xuan's other hand.

As Feng Xuan opened the bow for half a month, a light arrow that was completely composed of Yuan Qi and exuded cold air emerged, and as Feng Xuan released his fingers, it pierced through Xiong Kui.

Buzz buzz buzz——

Feng Xuan did not stop, and frantically pulled the bow in his hand towards Xiong Kui. A series of light arrows wrapped in endless cold air leaned towards Xiong Kui. From a distance, it was like a group of meteors flying towards Xiong Kui.

The second style of the Falling Star Arrow Technique - Star Meteor

Seeing this scene, Xiong Kui's pupils shrank sharply, and the whole person leaned forward. Suddenly, a deafening roar came out of his mouth, like the roar of a giant bear. Waves of terrifying sound waves roared and shattered the ground in front, scraping up countless ground gravels and shaking towards the dense rain of arrows.

Sea-level inferior martial arts - Thunder Roar

Some boulders exploded immediately after they came into contact with the light arrows, and waves of icy breath spread around, and all the broken stones were instantly covered with a layer of frost power.

However, with the vibration of the sound waves, both the arrows and the frozen broken stones were instantly shattered by the terrifying sound waves.

Seeing this scene, Feng Xuan narrowed his eyes and pulled the bowstring again. A blue and silver arrow appeared in his hand. It was the frost arrow that matched the frost war bow. Not only that, Feng Xuan's face was instantly covered with bloody patterns. The boiling blood and crazy blood in his body were activated at the same time. The veins on his arms burst out, and the bowstring that was originally pulled open was pulled open again.

Boom!

As Feng Xuan gradually lost control of the strength in his hands, a soft hum sounded inside the bow body, and the spirit of the frost war bow actually took the initiative to cooperate with Feng Xuan to stabilize the strength in his hands, and the bowstring made a deafening buzzing sound.

An ice-blue arrow of light flew out, gradually turning into a thick blue beam of light in the air and piercing towards the direction of the sound wave.

The blue beam of light approached the sound wave. Although the sound wave was constantly eroding the potential energy on the beam of light, the arrow in the beam of light was still shooting towards Xiong Kui at a speed that did not slow down at all.

Seeing this scene, Xiong Kui only felt a tingling sensation on his skin, as if warning him that danger was approaching.

"Fuck!"

Xiong Kui cursed subconsciously. He did not expect Feng Xuan to casually take out a soul-level war bow, or a four-pattern level spiritual weapon. Who is this guy? How can he be so rich? Is he here to spar? Are you sure he is not here to show off his spiritual weapon?

How good it would be to give him this war bow. He can exchange so many spiritual medicines to temper his body, which is enough for him to spend the resources needed to break through to the Condensation God level.

Seeing that it was too late to dodge, Xiong Kui reacted quickly, crossed his hands, and the hot and boiling blood in his body instantly condensed into a thick blood shield in front of him, and a blood-colored hard armor condensed on his body.

Just as he made these reactions, the blue light beam had passed through the sound wave and shot directly at his body.

Boom!

With a huge explosion, Xiong Kui's huge body was also shaken by the impact and retreated several steps, and then he knelt heavily on one knee. In front of him, the blood shield composed of blood was directly shattered, and in his abdomen, a huge blood hole was flowing out of the blood, and even the internal organs in the body could be vaguely seen. An ice-blue arrow was gradually rejected by the squirming flesh and blood and fell to the ground.

As the arrow fell, it instantly turned into a stream of light and flew back to Feng Xuan's hand. Feng Xuan also looked at the kneeling Xiong Kui with some concern and said carefully:

"Uh, that, are you okay?"

Feng Xuan felt a little guilty. Although combat weapons are indeed part of a warrior's strength, and those witches often carry multiple witchcraft weapons to fight against the enemy, Feng Xuan is using spiritual weapons to fight against others with bare hands, which seems a little unfair.

However, what surprised Feng Xuan was that Xiong Kui slowly stood up, looked at Feng Xuan with a complex and excited look, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Haha, it's really awesome! This is exactly the feeling I want. I'm about to go to a mission site, and I need to adapt to your attack methods. Brother Shi Ying, wait for me to recover for a while before we continue!"

As Xiong Kui finished speaking, he took out a blood ginseng with rich blood and threw it into his mouth and swallowed it. The flesh and blood in his abdomen were actually growing at an astonishing speed, and the buds climbed each other and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at this scene, Feng Xuan felt envious. Although he was physically strong, he did not have the recovery methods of the other party. It seemed that he needed to go to the Dijiao Temple to ask for advice when he had time to see if he could exchange for a few secret methods.

......

When Feng Xuan reappeared in the secret room with an embarrassed look on his face, he felt that his strength was almost used up.

He also had scars of various sizes on his body, and even his blood and energy had dried up to the point that even the wounds could only heal slowly, but his eyes were extremely excited and satisfied, because Xiong Kui was teleported out in a coma.

Just when Feng Xuan was so tired that he planned to take a nap in the secret room, a thought awakened in his mind.