"Uh..."
Qin Feng's skin crawled. He couldn't stand Yourong's sickly sweet voice.
"That cow!"
Murong Jing ground her teeth in fury, wishing she could bite the cow to death.
"Attack!"
The three Immortal Lords across from them didn't hesitate. They waved their hands and drew their respective immortal swords.
Then they pushed off hard from the ground and shot toward Qin Feng like cannonballs. The immortal swords in their hands burst with towering beams of Sword Qi.
"Roar!"
Feng Tian let out an enraged howl, like a Super Saiyan.
The muscles all over his body bulged like iron. Terrifying explosive power surged through him in a flash of red light, and the earth beneath his feet split apart. Chunks of shattered stone floated into the air as if gravity had been switched off.
"A Body Cultivator!"
The three Immortal Lords' expressions changed, and they hurriedly retreated to put some distance between them.
Body Cultivators were all a bunch of masochistic weirdos. Their attack range was their only weakness; in every other respect, they were far ahead of the pack. Once they got close, it was like being a little girl tricked into some creepy old man's house.
Unless you stood six foot three, you could only let him have his way with you.
Bang!
Feng Tian stamped down hard, and the earth shattered beneath his feet.
Then he shot forward like a supersonic fighter jet, setting off a deafening sonic boom and unleashing a terrifying gale that swept the buildings in the town off their foundations.
"You hold him off. I'll capture Qin Feng!"
One of the Immortal Lords shouted as he sped toward Qin Feng.
"Okay!"
The other two Immortal Lords nodded in agreement, then advanced with their swords and engaged Feng Tian.
Rumble!
The two sides became blurs