Thunder Giant, Battle of the Strong
The battle in the Silver Fox Tribe has reached its final moment. The three leaders and the three Four-Star Fiend are still fighting. However, the three leaders seem to be working together seamlessly, making it impossible for the three Four-Star Fiend to break through their combined attack.
Luo Feng smiled. A battle of this strength did indeed seem boring. Moreover, he could see that the three Four-Star Fiend were already at a disadvantage. If this went on for too long, the three leaders of the Silver Fox Tribe would definitely be able to kill them all. They could only place their hopes on the departing purple-haired strongman.
The demons below weren't idiots; they weren't strong enough to be a match for the three leaders. Once they completed their tasks, they would quickly leave for Fallen Moon City to hand in their missions, so they naturally wouldn't help the three Four-Star Fiend. Luo Feng and his group of eight just watched helplessly as the three Four-Star Fiend fought.
Luo Feng completely ignored their pleas for help. Finally, the three Four-Star Fiend gritted their teeth and, taking advantage of a moment when the Silver Fox Tribe leader was off guard, transformed into streaks of light and flew towards Falling Fallen Moon City. They knew perfectly well which was more important: mission failure or their own lives.
Suddenly a loud shout came from the sky.
"You think you can just leave after destroying our tribe? You're really fast. Oh, there are a few little ones here. Let's kill them to vent our anger."
Luo Feng was taken aback. He hadn't even prepared to attack them, yet these guys were even more arrogant than him? Standing in mid-air, he smiled at the three leaders, "Do you think I'm as strong as those trash from before?"
The disdain in the eyes of the three leaders grew stronger. Although the three were individually Five-Star Fiend, their combined strength was comparable to that of a strong Six-Star Fiend. They certainly had reason to be arrogant. Luo Feng had no knowledge of battle formations, but Luo Feng only knew one way to break them: use absolute power to annihilate any battle formation, no matter what it was.
The Death Ripple around Luo Feng's body expanded, and the shrill screams constantly affected the three leaders. However, Luo Feng's momentum did not diminish. Like a storm, he squeezed the three of them together. The Death Ripple around him were sometimes fast and sometimes slow. The ripples carried a sharp aura that could tear through space, which made them feel their hearts tremble. If they were hit by it, they would be crippled if not killed.
Luo Feng spotted the weakest of the three, and with a burst of erotic light emanating from his Azure Cloud Gloves, the sound of the wind whistling through the air could be heard. A spatial shadow blade slashed down towards the head of one of the three leaders.
It floated lightly, without a ripple in the air. Not even a breeze stirred. It was as if this shadow blade didn't exist at all.
"You can't kill me! We are Sile's men, you can't kill me!" Although he was extremely angry, when Luo Feng's knife fell lightly, the leader also went berserk, desperately unleashing his strongest move.
"Whoosh~" The space trembled.
"Puff!"
As the blade slashed down, a cyan blade shadow sliced across the leader's neck, and his head fell to the ground. The other two leaders, seeing this, let out a hoarse roar, "Third Brother!" They had originally intended to carry his corpse away, but were terrified by Luo Feng's blade strike. Immediately, the two joined forces, and two streaks of light disappeared into the desolate battlefield.
Luo Feng smiled and didn't chase after them, watching the two disappear from everyone's sight.
Just as Luo Feng was about to take Catherine and the others away to the Fiend Castle, a black spear shadow suddenly flashed past him. The air ripples generated by Luo Feng spear shadow alone forced Luo Feng to take it seriously. He activated his Death Ripple and eliminated it.
Luo Feng stopped abruptly and looked ahead. A cold-looking man in a gray robe, which fluttered in the breeze, and holding a long spear was still fighting a purple-haired giant who was tens of meters tall.
The cold-faced man said, "Kevin Brook, West Durant, you're courting death. Six-Star Fiend, you dare lead this horde of demons to challenge my Silver Fox Tribe?"
Kevin Brook, the purple-haired strongman with the strength of Six-Star Fiend and a member of the Thunder Giant, possessed an innate and exceptional comprehension of Lightning Law. He then smiled and said, "Sile, this isn't about me taking over your Silver Fox Tribe. This is Fiend Mission, Fiend Mission issued by your city lord."
"I'm in a bad mood today. I don't want to fight anymore. Get lost." Sile felt helpless when he heard that it was the city lord who issued the order. His strength was that of Quasi-Seven Star Fiend, but there was a big difference between Seven Star Fiend. Moreover, his strongest attack was only equivalent to Seven Star Fiend, which was far inferior to the city lord. So he said indifferently.
The purple-haired burly man laughed and said, "Although I am Six-Star Fiend, I have never failed a mission since my debut. I, the Six-Star Fiend Kevin Brook Westurant, issue you a challenge."
As soon as he finished speaking
"Call out!"
The purple spiked club in his hand whistled through the air as it slammed towards Sile. Luo Feng couldn't believe it; this guy was just as strong as him, and his speed was monstrous. When did the Thunder Giant become so swift in his attacks?
Sile snorted coldly, "Your Laws of Lightning cultivation is not bad, but do you think you can beat me with that? When I first started out, you were still nowhere to be found. Get lost, I'm in a bad mood right now."
Sile was incredibly frustrated! He had been defeated by the Lord of Fallen Moon City and settled here, watching the Silver Fox Tribe slowly develop. He had grown deeply attached to the place, so he hadn't left. He never expected the Lord of Falling Moon City to be so persistent in using him as a whetstone for these little guys. How could a former Quasi-Seven Star Fiend not feel aggrieved?
"Since you're courting death, then I'll send you to your death!" The rage burning in Sile's chest was finally about to explode, his gray robe fluttering in the wind, and the black spear in his hand dancing lightly like a serpent.
Kevin Brook's spiked club transformed into hundreds of streaks, each covered in purple electric sparks. The sheer power of the club was enough to make one marvel at the strength of its master.
Sile merely snorted indifferently, while raising the black spear in his hand and twirling it into countless spear flowers. The black spear, which originally seemed very thin, transformed into a large black python after being wielded.
Moreover, this large black python was carrying many black ribbon-like wisps of mist.
"Sizzle"
"Boom!" "Boom!" Many black ribbons wrapped around the shadows of the sticks suddenly shattered, turning into black mist, which then condensed and formed again.
Sile suddenly made his move, a phantom tearing through space as the black spear in Sile's hand completely dissipated Kevin Brook's attack, and even had the strength to continue attacking.
Sile suddenly transformed into hundreds of phantoms, rushing towards the heavily injured Kevin Brook. He barely managed to withstand the attacks of hundreds of spears before Kevin Brook finally collapsed. He had mastered the art of taking advantage of someone's weakness to kill them.
With a "bang," the spear tip pierced Kevin Bruce's chest, then swung it into the sky. The black spear shone brightly, and just as he was about to die, Luo Feng made his move.