Chapter 1302 There Must Be a Battle

Boom, tap, tap, tap!

Immediately afterwards, Liu Feng and Ao Meng stepped back at the same time, and both of them stepped on a series of deep foot sockets.

Head-on, Liu Feng, who only has the strength of a rudimentary martial saint, is actually on par with a great saint, and even though this great saint is not a top-level great saint, his physical strength is definitely higher than ordinary There are many saints.

"Interesting, boy, you are indeed a bit strong!" Ao Meng raised his fist and looked at his fist. At this time, several small wounds had been cracked on the surface of his fist.

Liu Feng is also looking at his fist at this time, his fist is not damaged at all, this is the horror of full physical strength.

"Hey! Boo, stop fighting, your strength is far behind mine." Liu Feng said in a flat tone.

"Gap, hahaha! Boy, you are overthinking. Let me tell you the truth, I only used 70% of my strength in this punch just now." Ao Meng laughed wildly and rushed towards Liu Feng again.

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Liu Feng sighed softly, raised his fist to meet the attack and said, "Just now I only used 30% of my strength. Since you want to abuse me so much, I will use 50% of my strength this time."

"Nimma, you can brag better than me."

"Whether I'm bragging or not, I'll know right away."

Boom!

The fists of the two faced each other again. This time, the terrifying strength of the fist made the two of them sink at the same time. It sank several inches, and even the ground under the two of them showed a large radiating crack, extending far away.

Immediately afterwards, he flew back with a loud howl, shocking blood blossomed from his fist, and the skin of his strong forearm also cracked with fine wounds.

On the other hand, Liu Feng stood there without moving, and even his face didn't change a bit.

"You, what is your kid's physical strength?"

After retreating more than ten steps, Ao Meng held his right arm and said in shock: "Does it mean that your physical strength has reached over 40?"

Liu Feng said with a smile: "Don't ask, if I give you a real answer, I'm afraid your confidence will collapse."

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Hoo hoo...

Panting heavily, he stared at Liu Feng, and after a full five seconds of silence, he said: "Forget it, I won't ask any more, and I won't hit you anymore. Your boy is the same as that Tu Sanzhang." , are too monstrous. No, I feel that when Tu Sanzhang first reached my level, he was not as monstrous as you."

While speaking, Ao Meng stepped aside, and then the Tianling Monument of the eighth level appeared.

Huh!

When the stele appeared, Liu Feng saw Tu Sanzhang's name again.

To be precise, from the second pass onwards, Liu Feng would only look at the number one name on the Tianling Monument. After the third pass, Liu Feng did not see the word Tu Sanzhang, but in the eighth pass Liu Feng saw the name again. For some reason, Liu Feng felt that this person must be not simple, and there was a feeling in the dark that he seemed to have some intersections with some people.

Boom!

Immediately, Liu Feng punched out, Liu Feng, whose body was at full strength, punched out all his strength, this punch made the entire body of the Tianling Monument tremble violently.

After punching this punch, a powerful force of time poured into Liu Feng's body, Liu Feng was so comfortable that he almost groaned, and then climbed the mountain with a smile.

"Dominate the boil!"

After Liu Feng left, Ao Meng saw Liu Feng's name reappeared on the top of the stele, and after pressing down Tu Sanzhang's name, he raised his hands and scratched his head and said, "Eight levels in a row monopolize Ao's head, this, this This, this is tying the record of the Great Sea God back then! Could it be that Liu Feng has the potential to become a real great emperor? If we say..."

At the end of his speech, Ao Meng didn't even make a sound. He seemed to think of an extremely terrifying and shocking thing, which made him a little unbelievable.

At the same time, in a hidden area in front of the first pass, a fat master wearing a tiger fur coat stood in front of the bloody head, and said with a gloomy expression: "He was killed unexpectedly, our two guardians of Xizhai intersected!" In the past hundred years, it has never been weighed away from the mound, but now..."

This fat man is one of the two guardians of Xizhai. They were ordered by Xilao to climb the holy mountain to kill Liu Feng.

That head belonged to Jialin. He thought he could kill Liu Feng in an instant, but Liu Feng killed him instead.

After such a long time, the fat old man came here and found that his companion was dead.

"Now that Jialin is dead, how could he miss? How could he be killed by that junior Liu Feng?"

The fat old man stared furiously like he had lost his mind and said: "No, Jialin must have underestimated the enemy. I told him a long time ago that no enemy should be underestimated. But don't worry, you are dead. I, Tong Cheng I will avenge you, I will take Liu Feng's head back to Xizhai, and borrow it in your mourning hall."

After saying these words, Tong Cheng turned around and walked up the mountain.

After passing the eighth level, Liu Feng did not continue to move forward. He continued to fight through the level and gained the power of time, which made him unable to suppress the realm of cultivation, and he was about to break through to the middle level of Wusheng.

So Liu Feng found a hidden place and began to meditate cross-legged, preparing for the breakthrough.

At the same time, before the sixteenth pass of the Holy Mountain, a tall young man just arrived here when he heard the gatekeepers exclaiming.

"Take the lead in eight consecutive levels!"

"My God, our Heavenly Spirit Clan is really going to rise again. Once this child grows up, he may be the second Sea God."

An old couple was guarding the sixteenth pass. In front of these two people, there was a phantom image of the Tianling Monument. On this phantom, Liu Feng's name was like golden water rippling, extremely dazzling.

"Eight consecutive rounds to win the championship?"

The tall young man also saw the phantom of the Tianling Monument, his brows raised slightly, and a burst of vigor shot out from his body, "I won all the first three rounds, all of which were suppressed by him. No , and the eighth level, when will such a character appear in our Tianling clan?"

"Tu Sanzhang!"

The old couple at the sixteenth level suddenly turned their heads to look at the person coming.

Yes, this young man is Tu Sanzhang. He is about 1.9 meters tall. Two swords fly obliquely into his temples. His eyes are shining with sword lights. He wants to break through all obstacles. He has obviously developed an invincible posture.

"Originally, I was going to break through the sixteenth level, but I changed my mind."

Tu Sanzhang turned around, walked down the mountain, and said as he walked, "I'll wait for him after the fifteenth pass, and I will have a fight with him..."

"My God, Tu Sanzhang said that there will be a battle with Liu Feng, as expected."

"Let's go, we don't have to sit here anymore, follow up and wait to see the excitement. By the way, tell the other old brothers in the pass that they definitely want to watch this battle."

So the old couple at Shiliuguan followed Tu Sanzhang down the mountain.

What happened on the holy mountain is difficult to spread to the outside world, because there is a special law of order on this mountain. But the people in the eighteen gates on the holy mountain are different. They can use a mysterious power on the Tianling tablet to convey messages to each other.

Immediately afterwards, all the elders from the first level to the eighth level set off.

"Go, let's go, let's watch the decisive battle between Tu Sanzhang and Liu Feng!"

"Don't worry, Liu Feng has only passed the eighth level now, and he is still far away from the fifteenth level."

"Why don't you rush, let's go ahead and take a seat first!"