Inside the Eight Trigrams Coiling Dragon Formation, chaos reigned like a boiling pot of porridge.
The golden jiao dragons spewed fire above, while a skirmish broke out below, churning the sea and creating thunderous roars.
Outside, the siblings Shen Feng were besieged by other disciples, with the battle staining the sea red with blood.
Among a group of cultivators encircling them, the four of Long Fei were at an absolute disadvantage.
Even so, Long Fei took advantage of Kun Tun’ao and Kun Chen attacking Chu Feng, and suddenly darted from the side to grab Kun Chen’s wing.
With his eyes red from the fight, he disregarded any decorum, tearing off Kun Chen’s wing with a savage rage akin to a demon king, and gulped down the essence blood from the wing.
Kun Chen wailed in agony, his flesh and blood flipping outward.
His father, Kun Tun’ao, roared, "Bastard, release my son!"
He brandished a giant axe, swinging it fiercely at Long Fei’s arm while unleashing the Kunpeng Dharma Laksana towards Long Fei’s head, trying to force Long Fei to release his son.
Long Fei seized this opportunity to brandish the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana, coiling around him, and lunged to bite at Kun Tun’ao’s neck.
The Kunpeng bloodline, undoubtedly extraordinary.
Blood splashed, and despite Kun Tun’ao’s tough flesh and blood, the unexpected strike from the Azure Dragon managed to tear off a piece.
In his efforts to rescue his son, Kun Tun’ao couldn’t spare a hand, leaving Long Fei with the advantage. Once he rescued his son from Long Fei, he instantly withdrew the Kunpeng Dharma Laksana, intending to tear the Azure Dragon off himself.
He let out a long roar, "I, Kun Tun’ao, feast on dragon at, not to be eaten by you, long worm."
The Kunpeng’s rivalry with the Dragon Clan has been a legend, always being a nesis.
Typically feeding on dragons, they were extrely arrogant and domineering.
Long Fei keenly sensed this mutual bloodline repulsion and withdrew the Azure Dragon without further entanglent, swiftly retreating.
Zhang Hengyu awaited him from behind, lunging at him with a sword engulfed in Azure Dragon True Fire.
Long Fei tilted his head, parrying with the Black Iron Staff in his hand, and the Army Shattering Style clashed resoundingly upon his sword.
Zhang Hengyu’s palm went numb, and then he was struck by Long Fei’s punch.
Speaking of weapons, Brother Long had the Xiaoxiang Nine Swords.
As for hand-to-hand combat techniques like fist and palm strikes, Long Fei possessed the Jade Handprint on land but couldn’t use it in the sea.
In the crucial mont, he unleashed the Primordial Wild Ox Fist from Old Bull’s legacy for the first ti.
The fist wind howled, transforming into the Dharma Laksana of a primordial wild ox on him, and he swung a punch at Zhang Hengyu.
With a boom, the sea in front of him was shockingly torn apart by the domineering punch, then violently swept towards Zhang Hengyu.
Zhang Hengyu brandished his sword in defense, constructing layers of Water Elental Force Barriers, but they were instantly shattered by the punch’s force.
The explosion echoed like thunder, with sound waves rolling over, sending him flying backwards.
Long Fei looked at his fist, visibly surprised.
He hadn’t expected the fist technique left by Old Bull’s ancestors to possess such profound mystery and power.
With a single punch, he could command the Power of Thunder.
Others saw Zhang Hengyu’s setback and cursed loudly, "You little thief, how dare you act tough!"
They sward forward, with the Azure Dragon Demon King wielding a Black Jiao Dragon Dharma Laksana attacking with a spear, and Kun Tun’ao with a Kunpeng Dharma Laksana striking with an axe from the front.
Jin Wuheng, the Island Master of Penglai Island, and Hai Wuliang from Fangzhang Island coordinated to besiege Chu Feng.
Faced with a fierce assault, Long Fei was in a precarious position but remained composed, setting aside the Black Iron Staff to practice the Thirty-Six Styles of the Primordial Wild Ox Fist amidst danger.
Though he had comprehended this technique before, he never had the opportunity to use it.
Now, amid the siege, this fist technique was precisely what he needed for the chaotic battle.
In his hands, the fists sounded like thunder.
One move after another smashed in all directions, gradually forming a ten-zhang-tall black wild ox above his head.
Its horns pierced the sky, looking proudly at the heavens.
Each punch rang like thunder, sending sound waves rippling in every direction.
The Azure Dragon Demon King, Kun Tun’ao, and Zhang Hengyu were all forced back by the sound waves, even the golden jiao dragons unconsciously scattered back.
Amidst the sound waves, their bodies shook as if about to fall apart.
Being the closest, the Azure Dragon Demon King felt his internal organs shake, spitting blood from his mouth.
Long Fei grew more fluid with each strike, realizing the secret of the fist print lay in triggering spatial resonance.
The power of resonance, using the small to defeat the large.
When a person shouts at a snow mountain, causing the snow to resonate, it can induce an avalanche.
This is the Primordial Wild Ox Fist, consuming little force but unleashing formidable power.
The Azure Dragon Demon King hated with clenched teeth, having to resist the formation’s devouring flas while fighting.
A group of them grew weak in essence, qi, and spirit from the fighting, while Long Fei’s spirit only grew, suddenly unleashing this odd fist technique.
He and Kun Tun’ao exchanged a glance, no longer holding back, both releasing a Black Jiao Dragon Dharma Laksana and Kunpeng Dharma Laksana, each over ten ters tall, descending on Long Fei like mountains.
At this point, their rage consud all reason.
Even if their essence, qi, and spirit were exhausted, they intended to eliminate Long Fei swiftly.
"Allow to lend a hand to both of you,"
Zhang Hengyu too gave his all, unveiling his Vast Ocean Dharma Laksana above his head.
A phantom of a vast, boundless chaotic sea hovered above him.
In this Divine Sea, he possessed a geographical advantage.
The Water Elental Force from all directions poured towards him like a torrent. With a flick of his hand, he unleashed a waterspout, dragging his Southern Zenith Supre Mystery Sword, sweeping it grandly towards Long Fei.
Three Dharma Laksanas, one carried the peak might of the Soul Ascension Stage.
The Kunpeng and Black Jiao Dragon Dharma Laksanas, although condensed from physical bloodlines, were reinforced with the peak spiritual power of the Soul Ascension Stage.
The three of them went all out, like three Mount Tais weighing down.
The deadly formation abruptly seized the surrounding sea water around Long Fei.
Long Fei swallowed a Star Moon Fruit, his pores flickering with starlight, his internal organs trembling from the pressure, his skin beginning to crack, bones creaking.
He swung his fists, laboriously trying to break the formation.
At that mont, the Crystal Dragon Palace suddenly burst into dazzling light.
The golden jiao dragons in the formation suddenly halted their assault on Long Fei and Chu Feng, turning around to target the Azure Dragon Demon King, Kun Tun’ao, Zhang Hengyu, Jin Wuheng, and Hai Wuliang.
Even Kun Chen, who was resting after being injured and about to exit the formation, was blocked at the door.
With a loud explosion, flas engulfed everything, surging towards them.
The intense flas, three or four tis stronger than before, were utterly destructive.
The group, realizing the peril, quickly retracted their Dharma Laksanas and wielded their respective Magical Treasures in defense.
Long Fei and Chu Feng paused in surprise, staring into the Crystal Palace.
Only to see a woman, her body charred black by lightning, excitedly watching them from within the formation.
Lin Yingying, at the critical mont, had refined the Town-abode Stone.
Now, the Crystal Palace belonged entirely to her.
The Coiling Dragon Pillars at the entrance were naturally under her control.
Chu Feng laughed heartily, "Ha! You’re getting yours today!"
He spun the spear in his hand, thrusting it at the weakest Kun Chen.
Kun Chen was already writhing in pain from the fiery onslaught.
Sensing a powerful force from behind, he hadn’t the chance to dodge before a spear pierced through his chest.
With a splatter, blood sprayed like a rainbow.
Kun Chen stared in shock at the embedded spear, tearfully looking back at his father, crying out, "Father, I can’t fulfill my filial duty by your side any longer!"
Chu Feng shook his spear, and Kun Chen’s body exploded.
A fleeing Nascent Soul was imdiately captured by Long Fei in one swift grasp!
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