Chapter 206: Real Speed, Suppressing the Flying Tiger Lord

Tiger Leaping Gorge!

Ever since the Flying Tiger Lord became a Demon Lord a thousand years ago, this place has been the territory of the Flying Tiger Clan. For many years, not to mention the demons, even the human race’s Demon Suppression Division dared not invade this place.

In the mountains, young flying tigers that cannot yet transform are playing in the woods, gnawing on broken limbs in their hands. There are also powerful flying tigers that have already transformed, sitting on huge rocks and absorbing the power of heaven and earth to practice.

If it weren't for the bones everywhere and the stench that makes people want to vomit, this place would be a paradise.

"When I become the demon king, my Flying Tiger clan will be able to join the royal bloodline and look down on the wilderness. Then my men will never go hungry again!"

In the temple built of huge stones, the Flying Tiger Lord sat cross-legged on the altar, looking at the scene in front of him with satisfaction.

Although the Demon Suppression Division could not do anything to the Flying Tiger Clan, the Flying Tiger Clan could not be too presumptuous. Apart from the humans they raised in captivity, they could only go to Yunzhou occasionally to collect money.

It was fine before, as he could plunder a lot of blood food for his tribe members to eat each time. But ever since he colluded with Zhong Zhenyu, for the sake of King Wu's great cause and to avoid causing trouble for Zhong Zhenyu, he began to control his tribe members to try not to harass Yunzhou.

As a result, many young men had to rely on themselves to absorb and exhale the power of heaven and earth to practice, which delayed their practice progress and some of them even became thin.

"Grandfather, how long do we have to wait? My sons can live without meat, but they must keep their hunting skills. Thirty of them have grown up this month, but they have never hunted humans. If this continues, I am worried that they will forget their hunting skills."

The elder with white hair walked in.

In Huyuejian, all flying tigers that can transform must transform into human form, because the old ancestor does not like the men in the tribe to be in the form of birds and beasts, and believes that transforming into human form is a manifestation of nobility.

What the ancestor likes most is to watch the men in the tribe eat people in human form.

Feitianhuzun frowned slightly. The blood food problem of his sons could be solved by increasing the number of captive animals or exchanging some with other ethnic groups.

But honing hunting skills is a bit troublesome.

In the Flying Tiger clan, only the young tigers who have actually hunted and killed a human warrior can be considered adults.

For countless years, the Flying Tiger Clan has grown to its current size relying on this rule.

Back then, when he was an adult hunting and training, he was lucky enough to find and eat a gifted human. This allowed him to stand out from his peers and become the ancestor of the current Flying Tiger clan.

But the fact that he had colluded with Chung Chun-yu could not be told, and if it continued to be suppressed, it would not be good for the Flying Tigers.

"You can't harass Yunzhou. I have important plans. We should try not to go to war with the Yunzhou Demon Suppression Division. Let's put it this way. When our sons grow up, you elders will take turns to lead them to other states to complete their adult hunting experience..."

Practice! Feitianhuzun didn't say a word of "practice" when he suddenly felt the power of heaven and earth fluctuate, and the fluctuation of Wuzun permeated the Tiger Leaping Gorge.

"Who dares to come to my Flying Tiger clan's territory and act recklessly?"

The Flying Tiger Lord roared, his mind instantly covering the sky and the earth. He saw a huge halberd that seemed to have created the world falling from the sky and heading straight for the temple where he was.

Time seemed to stand still, and countless flying tigers in the mountains looked up at the halberds falling from the sky.

"roar……"

A roar emanated from the mouth of the Flying Tiger Lord, and a dazzling golden light burst out in an instant, and his messy hair began to dance wildly.

Boom! His body shook, and a terrifying wave immediately swept in all directions, collapsing the temple and knocking away all the tribesmen who were serving in the temple.

He could no longer care about too much. If he allowed the halberd to fall, no one knew how many men of the Flying Tiger clan would die.

The Flying Tiger Lord smashed the collapsed temple roof and soared into the sky, roaring loudly: "Zhong Zhenyu, what the hell are you crazy about? You come to attack my Flying Tiger clan's territory!"

He recognized the aura fluctuations of the halberd. Over the years, he had fought with this halberd countless times and knew that it was the martial arts weapon of Yunzhou General Zhong Zhenyu.

It would have been fine in the past. Zhong Zhenyu had already formed an alliance with him, so why did he attack the Flying Tigers? And even if there was no alliance, Zhong Zhenyu did not have the courage to attack the Flying Tigers' territory.

However, at this moment, Feitianhuzun had no time to think too much. He didn't even have the time to summon the magic weapon of the demon lord while roaring. He punched the halberd with his fist as big as a cushion.

Peng...

The fist and the halberd collided, making a deafening sound in an instant, and countless Flying Tiger cubs in the mountains turned into blood mist and bloomed.

But in just a moment, countless Flying Tigers were killed and no trace was left.

"Oh, Zhong Zhenyu, you deserve to die!"

Feitianhuzun's eyes were bloodshot.

He had already made a quick move, and even burst out with all his strength to block the attack, but the power of Wu Zun's divine weapon was too terrifying, and he did not have the strength to direct all the power to the sky.

Golden blood scattered and created big holes on the ground, but Feitianhuzun didn't care at all.

His fists had deep wounds visible to the bone, and even his golden bones were cracked, but he had no intention of paying attention to them. He just wanted to kill this shameless villain, Zhong Zhenyu.

While his true energy was madly surging to repair his wounds, the Feitianhuzun's brow glowed and a giant divine axe appeared in his hand, emitting a wave of power no weaker than that of a halberd.

Without thinking, he swung his axe in the direction of the halberd, and the crescent-shaped blade shot straight into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, his body flew up like a cannonball.

Bang! The halberd fell again, and the axe blade exploded in front of him.

It was only then that Fei Tianhu Zun realized that the person holding the halberd was not Zhong Zhenyu, but a young man with a cold expression.

"You are not Zhong Zhenyu, how come his Wu Zun magic weapon is in your hands? Who are you?"

His anger subsided a little, and he became more cautious.

One's own magic weapon is equivalent to a second life. Unless there are special circumstances, no one will let others use the magic weapon that he has tempered.

Most of the time when magical weapons appear in other people's hands, it is usually because their owners have died.

Wei Fan raised his halberd slightly and pointed at Fei Tian Hu Zun: "I have killed him. He deceived the general of a state and fell into the evil way. I am here to send you to see him."

Fei Tianhu Zun's pupils contracted. He had been fighting with Zhong Zhenyu for many years. Although Zhong Zhenyu was not as good as him, it was difficult for him to kill Zhong Zhenyu.

The person in front of him could kill Chung Chun-yu, and even if he couldn't kill him, he might not be his opponent.

However, in the recent fight, the opponent didn't seem to be much stronger than Chung Chun-yu, and was even a little inferior to himself.

Glancing over, he discovered that there were several figures in the distance.

He didn't know the other people, but he knew Kuang Shaohua, the commander of the Demon Suppression Division.

"It turns out that they were surrounded and killed!"

Fei Tianhu Zun felt much more at ease. After just two exchanges of moves, he already had a rough idea of ​​his opponent's strength.

"What the Flying Tigers fear least is group battles!"

Just because Chung Chun-yu could be surrounded and attacked doesn’t mean he would be able to be attacked too.

The Flying Tigers are as fast as lightning, and only the eagles among birds can compare with them. They are not afraid of being surrounded and killed at all.

"You ruined my good deeds, I will kill you first!"

The aura of Feitianhu Zun became violent, and the fluctuations of Wu Zun cracked the clouds. He finally colluded with the general of a state, and the two cooperated. When Jin Shen Jiu forged the Tianyao Swallowing Yuan Pill, he was confident that he would break through to the Demon King realm.

Now, not to mention that it is completely impossible to become a demon king, it may take thousands of years.

The muscles all over his body bulged like mountains, and the figure of Feitianhu Zun disappeared on the spot, and the giant axe weapon chopped Wei Fan with the force of splitting the sky.

His cultivation level is comparable to Zhong Zhenyu's, and he has also attained the eight-forged four-color golden body.

However, as demons, they are naturally strong and their energy and blood far exceed that of humans.

So in general, humans at the same level are not as good as demons.

"Does it take a group fight to kill you?"

A brilliant golden light burst out from Wei Fan's body, his skin looked like it was cast in gold, and a seven-color halo intertwined behind him.

He shook the halberd in his hand, and the pointed tip kept emitting sharp edges.

Although he had never learned halberd techniques, at his level, there was almost no difference between swords, spears, swords and halberds, and he did not need a sword to mobilize "momentum".

Boom! The halberd slashed out and collided with the divine axe, and the destructive wave radiated from the sky to the ground with the two of them as the center.

Fei Tianhu Zun only felt that the magic weapon in his hand was vibrating, as if it was about to fly out of his hand. Although the opponent's strength was not as good as his, it was not much weaker.

Of course, he didn't have the mind to care about these things now. His eyes were fixed on the seven-color halo formed by the golden light.

"Seven-color golden body!"

Feitianhuzun took a deep breath. This was a truly unrivaled genius.

With only the third level of golden body forging, he can be powerful enough to fight against this demon lord who has a four-color and eight-level golden body forging.

"You're stronger than Chung Chun-yu, I hope you can last longer!"

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Wei Fan swung the halberd in a circle and began to collide rapidly with the Flying Tiger Lord.

In an instant, the sky was filled with shadows of halberds and axes.

"Comparing endurance and physical strength with me? The Flying Tigers have never lost before!"

After exchanging ten moves, Fei Tianhu Zun felt that he was doing pretty well and had enjoyed the killing sufficiently. His giant axe chopped harder and harder, and the halberd produced strings of sparks.

"I will kill you!"

After fifty collisions, a chip appeared on the blade of his magic axe, and he couldn't help but bleed in pain. Once this magic weapon that he had tempered throughout his life was damaged, the difficulty of repairing it was simply unbearable.

If nothing unexpected happens, he may have to fight the enemy with a broken magic weapon for hundreds of years.

At the same time, he felt his golden body heating up. Wei Fan fought more and more fiercely, and his strength seemed to be endless and infinite. He was always in peak condition.

"Hmph...are you going to keep fighting? No one can do anything to anyone if we keep fighting, why not just stop now?"

After fighting for a hundred moves, Feitianhu Zun began to feel fear in his heart.

The light of the magic weapon in his hand dimmed, and its divinity quickly weakened. The axe blade was already full of gaps like a saw blade. If he continued to hit hard, this magic weapon that had been tempered for thousands of years would become scrap metal.

"Keep going, I'm not satisfied yet!"

Wei Fan slashed wildly with his halberd, his fighting spirit was high. Whether in terms of endurance or strength, Fei Tian Hu Zun was better than Zhong Zhenyu, which was enough for him to kill to his heart's content.

This halberd is not his magic weapon anyway, so it is useless.

After another hundred moves, the halberd and the giant axe exploded together, turning into a pile of scrap copper and iron without any divinity that flew everywhere.

In an instant, the aura of Wei Fan and Feitian Hu Zun fell together and returned to normal.

Feitianhu Zun was stunned for a moment: "You destroyed my magic weapon!"

The magic weapon that he had tempered throughout his life was almost like a second life. Without the magic weapon, his strength would be permanently weakened by half.

If it wants to forge the same weapon again, even if it is already a demon lord, it will take four to five hundred years.

"roar!"

His eyes suddenly turned red, and he pounced on Wei Fan madly, slapping Wei Fan's head with both palms.

"Destroying your magic weapon is nothing, I will kill you!"

Wei Fan shook his fist and activated the Great Sun Collapsing Fist, which was like a blazing sun crashing into the palms of Feitian Hu Zun.

Swish! But just as his fists and palms touched, he saw a golden wing grow from Fei Tian Hu Zun's ribs, emitting a sharp and boundless aura, slashing his chest like a heavenly sword.

"Be careful of his wings, don't resist!"

Kuang Shaohua shouted from a distance. He knew how terrifying the wings of the Flying Tiger Lord were.

"retreat!"

Wei Fan stepped aside, and the golden wings instantly split the air, flattening the mountain peaks in the distance.

"The power of these wings is no weaker than his magic weapon!!"

Every feather on the golden wings emitted a cold light, like a sharp sword.

The wings of the Flying Tigers are not only used for flying, but also serve as their strongest weapon.

“Die! You have destroyed my magic weapon, and only your life can compensate for that. If I eat your seven-colored golden body, perhaps I will not need any Heavenly Demon Devouring Pills to directly evolve into a demon king!”

The Flying Tiger Lord's aura was violent, and his other wing stretched out from his ribs, strangling Wei Fan like a pair of scissors. At the same time, his palms did not stop and slapped Wei Fan's head.

He had eaten real monsters from the human race and knew the benefits of eating such people.

Wei Fan's figure rose higher, and two terrifying sword shadows crossed and swept across, flattening several mountaintops.

His flesh shell vibrated, and a vast ocean of blood and energy gathered into a big sun and blasted out from the air, shaking back the wings of the Flying Tiger Lord and causing a few feathers to fall off.

The next moment, his body turned into an afterimage and appeared behind Feitianhu Zun and punched out again.

Bang! Fei Tianhu Zun's figure shattered, and only his afterimage remained before his eyes.

"I've already told you that my Flying Tiger clan is unrivaled in speed!"

The voice of Feitianhuzun sounded from another place, but his figure appeared beside Wei Fan and killed him with a palm.

Wei Fan slashed with his palm. When the two sides collided, he was about to fight again. Fei Tian Hu Zun flapped his wings and appeared in another place in the blink of an eye: "You are not as fast as me, wait for death!"

"Speed... You probably don't know what real speed is!"

Flying Tiger Lord appeared behind Wei Fan and killed him with another palm strike.

The next moment, Wei Fan in front of him disappeared, and the palm force slashed into the air! "Too fast that I can't see it?"

How fast did the pupils of Feitianhuzun shrink to reach the point where even the Demonzun with an eight-forged golden body could not see it?

"I'm behind you?"

Wei Fan's voice sounded behind him. Feitian Hu Zun looked back, but there was nothing behind him. It was as if Wei Fan had disappeared from the real world.

Feitianhuzun roared: "What kind of martial arts is this? How can it be so fast!"

Wei Fan’s speed made him feel scared, he couldn’t even see his shadow.

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his ribs, and strong hands grabbed his wings as if they were going to pull them out by the roots.

"He's going to pluck my wings off!"

In an instant, Feitianhu Zun understood what Wei Fan was planning to do.

(End of this chapter)