Fierce Battle Against Two Grandmasters (2)
The ferocious, crimson dragon slammed into the Flower-Picking Monk, unleashing a violent explosion that shattered the ground.
Fearing that this palm strike wouldn't be enough to stop him, Li Changfeng struck three more times, unleashing a series of fierce, crimson streaks that surged towards the Flower-Picking Monk.
Li Changfeng charged forward alongside the crimson-haired monk, and with three thunderous booms, Li Changfeng powerful palm strikes landed on the Flower-Picking Monk's body.
Finally, the Flower-Picking Monk's rampage was forcibly stopped. The terrifying force violently shook the two of them apart, sending them flying. Li Changfeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He had used three consecutive Soaring Dragon Ascends, which had greatly exhausted him. His face was as pale as paper!
The Flower-Picking Monk was also forced to let the powerful palm strike penetrate his internal organs, causing blood to spill from the corner of his mouth. In this state, his physical strength was greatly depleted, and his face turned slightly pale. He looked at Li Changfeng with a gloomy expression.
He never expected that his terrifying defense could still injure him. How terrifying must the palm strike be to cause such a damage!
A ghostly figure suddenly attacked Li Changfeng again, its pair of terrifying claws viciously clawing at his head. Li Changfeng was prepared, and he gathered a golden Demon Subduing Fist Force in his fists and unleashed them.
The weapon slammed into the attacking claws, and the figure cried out in pain. The claws seemed to be burning by a scorching flame, making a hissing sound. The bones were faintly visible through the burns on both hands. He was covered in sweat from the pain and quickly dodged backward.
"Damn it! Damn it! This guy's martial arts are too much of a counter to mine!" The Black-Clad Leader looked grim, and he managed to extinguish the golden demon-subduing flames with all his might.
The Flower-Picking Monk's eyes gleamed with a sharp light upon seeing this. "A perfect opportunity!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Flower-Picking Monk's dark golden body burst into flames. The fire power of the Burning Wood Saber Technique condensed on his entire body, and he unleashed two violent golden fire fist imprints with great speed, heading straight for Li Changfeng.
Wherever it passed, an extremely powerful burst of air force erupted in the sky, and the void was burned, twisted, and cracked, with terrifying power!
Upon seeing this, Li Changfeng's pupils contracted. The fist imprint was too fast for him to dodge in time. He could only use the fourth level of the [Indestructible Divine Skill] with all his might. A powerful and solemn golden Buddhist light gathered in his body, and his entire body was dyed a dazzling golden color.
Behind him, a powerful Indestructible Vajra Body materialized, with faint golden swastikas appearing around it, radiating a powerful and domineering golden aura. With its Adamantine Body Force, it withstood the violent fist imprint head-on!
"Boom!!"
A violent explosion rang out as Li Changfeng's powerful Indestructible Vajra Body was shattered by the two ferocious golden flame fist imprints of the Flower-Picking Monk. The remaining flame fist imprints slammed into Li Changfeng's body, sending him flying dozens of feet away.
Li Changfeng's ribs were shattered on the spot, and he coughed up a mouthful of hot blood, burning a small pit in the ground. His skin was burned red and emitted a smell of burnt flesh.
Most of his hair was burned off, and one cheek was burned into a mangled mess, causing Li Changfeng to scream in agony, "Ah!! It hurts so much!"
Li Changfeng forced himself to stand up, enduring the excruciating pain that nearly made him faint. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "They should be far away now. It's time for me to escape from here, or I really will die here!"
After thinking it over, Li Changfeng ran wildly in the opposite direction from Princess Minmin, fleeing far away from this place. The Flower-Picking Monk, seeing this, was furious. "Damn it! You brat, don't even think about escaping!"
After saying that, the Flower-Picking Monk chased after Li Changfeng, and the Black-Clad Leader hesitated for a moment before following after him. He had originally thought that the task would be easy to complete.
Unexpectedly, Li Changfeng's strength was beyond imagination. If this Flower-Picking Monk hadn't entangled Li Changfeng, he probably would have died from Li Changfeng's fists in less than ten moves.
At this moment, he had already begun to consider retreating, but he was hampered by the fact that if he failed to complete the task, he would be severely punished. Both sides were forcing him into a corner, and his face looked extremely grim.
The Flower-Picking Monk seemed to sense his predicament and said coldly, "I advise you not to leave alone, or I will kill you! Don't you Ghost King Sect people have a method of mutual destruction? Why don't you use it?"
The Black-Clad Leader sneered, "It's not worth sacrificing my life for a mere brat!"
Upon hearing this, the Flower-Picking Monk gritted his teeth. For the sake of the treasure on Li Changfeng's body, he had no choice but to expend a great deal of money, taking out a Sharira and throwing it to the Black-Clad Leader. "With this, even if you become a ghost, you can recover, right?"
The Black-Clad Leader was shocked upon receiving the item, yet it gave him confidence that he could regain his senses in the ghostly body. He gritted his teeth and said, "Alright! With this, I will do my utmost!"
At this moment, Li Changfeng felt excruciating pain with every step he took. His entire body was burning with pain, and a scorching, fierce force was burning his internal organs, making him extremely uncomfortable.
If it weren't for his powerful Inner Force supporting him, he probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago. "No! This can't go on. I'm afraid I'll collapse on the road after walking only a few miles!"
Li Changfeng took out the healing elixir given to him by Zhou Zhiruo and swallowed it in one gulp. His condition immediately improved, but the elixir's effects were only about 70%. He frowned and said, "Perhaps it's because I took two healing elixirs in a row that the elixir's effects aren't working perfectly!"
"Hahaha! Li Changfeng! You can't escape!" The Black-Clad Leader suddenly caught up and mocked.
After saying that, the Black-Clad Leader had a ferocious look on his face, and his whole body was engulfed in black flames. He used the third move of the [Ghost Refining Palm], "Sacrifice to Ghosts!" One after another, ferocious vengeful spirits appeared on the Black-Clad Leader, which were burned by the black flames on his body and frantically merged with his entire body.
The Black-Clad Leader excruciating pain, his skin turning a chilling black, appearing extremely hard and savage, and his entire body suddenly bulging and swelling.
Sharp claws sprouted from his hands, his body swelled to a height of two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), and his dark red hair spread across the ground like a hedgehog, transforming him into a ferocious and terrifying ghost. He roared, and the roar was faintly accompanied by the noise of various vengeful spirits, making him look extremely terrifying.
Li Changfeng's pupils shrank upon seeing this. He had seen such a scene before, and it was extremely terrifying!