This time, he used both hands simultaneously, his palms whistling, intending to engage Xiao Feng in close combat.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng was not to be outdone.
He clenched his fists, assumed a boxing stance, and charged towards Feng Luo.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sounds of fists clashing rang out as the two exchanged blows, locked in a fierce and evenly matched fight.
Feng Luo was secretly surprised to see that Xiao Feng could fight him to a standstill.
A sinister glint flashed in his eyes, and with a flick of his right hand, three more gleaming silver Soul-Devouring Needles appeared in his palm.
"Boy, take this!" Feng Luo shouted, flicking his wrist as three Soul-Devouring Needles shot towards Xiao Feng like lightning.
Just as Xiao Feng was about to dodge, he saw Feng Luo's figure sway, which turned out to be a feint.
The three Soul-Devouring Needles suddenly changed direction and attacked from an unexpected angle.
"Not good!" Xiao Feng was shocked, but it was too late to dodge.
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
After three soft sounds, Xiao Feng felt a sharp pain.
He looked down and saw that three Soul-Devouring Needles had been deeply embedded in his chest.
"Ah!" Xiao Feng couldn't help but cry out in pain, his face instantly turning as pale as paper.
He felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if countless tiny knives were darting around inside him.
Xiao Feng's body swayed violently, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
He struggled to stand firm, but then felt dizzy and his vision went black.
"What...what kind of evil hidden weapon is this?" Xiao Feng asked with difficulty, his voice so weak it was almost inaudible.
Upon seeing this, Feng Luo's lips curled into a smug smile.
"Xiao Feng, you've finally met your match." Feng Luo sneered, "This is a Soul-Devouring Needle that I meticulously crafted. It can not only penetrate protective true qi, but also directly attack the soul. Now your soul has been damaged, and your cultivation will probably regress considerably."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng's heart sank.
"Hahaha!" Feng Luo laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.
He paced around, circling Xiao Feng as if admiring his masterpiece.
"Do you feel weak all over right now, like someone is choking you?"
As Feng Luo spoke, he deliberately made a choking motion, his expression becoming increasingly smug.
"I advise you to give up struggling and just wait to die!"
However, just as Feng Luo was basking in the joy of victory, Xiao Feng suddenly made a move.
Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, a sly glint in them.
He sprang to his feet in a swift motion that left everyone speechless.
"What?!" Feng Luo exclaimed in surprise, his smile instantly freezing.
Xiao Feng stopped, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.
"Senior Brother Feng, aren't you getting ahead of yourself?"
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Feng had already closed in on him.
His right palm moved like lightning, aiming straight for Feng Luo's chest.
The palm strike came swiftly and fiercely, accompanied by a whistling sound.
Feng Luo's eyes widened, and for a moment he forgot to react.
He only felt a blur before his eyes, and Xiao Feng's palm was already in front of his chest.
"Impossible!" Feng Luo shouted in terror, trying to back away in a panic, but it was too late.
"Bang!"
Xiao Feng's palm struck Feng Luo squarely in the chest.
With a muffled thud, Feng Luo flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and rolling several times before coming to a stop.
"puff!"
Feng Luo spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning as pale as paper.
He stared at Xiao Feng in disbelief, his eyes filled with horror.
"You...how could you..."
Feng Luo spoke with difficulty, his voice filled with pain.
Xiao Feng slowly walked up to Feng Luo, looking down at him with the same nonchalant expression on his face.
"Senior Brother Feng, you underestimate me. You think you can trap me with such a small trick?"
Xiao Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, a sly glint in his eyes, and said in a flippant tone, "Senior Brother Feng, aren't you too naive? I was just pretending on purpose, just to see your smug and foolish face."
Upon hearing this, Feng Luo's face instantly turned from white to green, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He struggled to sit up, a trace of blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth, and asked in a trembling voice, "What...what did you say? How is this possible..."
Xiao Feng lightly patted his sleeves, adopting a nonchalant attitude, and continued, "Oh dear, you don't actually think those little tricks can trap me, do you?"
These words struck Feng Luo's pride like a heavy hammer blow.
His eyes widened, his lips trembled, and for a moment he was speechless.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Look at the state you're in now."
He deliberately imitated Feng Luo's previous tone, which made Feng Luo even more ashamed and indignant.
Feng Luo gritted his teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes: "Xiao Feng, you...you despicable scoundrel!"
"Oh? Me, despicable?"
Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow, his tone still relaxed: "I was just giving him a taste of his own medicine. Senior Brother Feng, you're not a sore loser, are you?"
These words completely ignited Feng Luo's anger.
A fierce glint flashed in Feng Luo's eyes, and he gritted his teeth as he said, "Xiao Feng, you won't leave here alive!"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Luo suddenly pounced on Xiao Feng, gathering spiritual energy in his hand, and a sharp sword aura shot straight towards Xiao Feng's throat.
Xiao Feng's eyes sharpened, and he dodged away like a ghost.
He sneered, "Since you're so determined to die, don't blame me for being impolite."
Xiao Feng formed hand seals, his spiritual energy surged, and a powerful aura erupted instantly.
He pushed his right palm forward, and a powerful palm force crashed towards Feng Luo like a tidal wave.
"boom!"
Caught off guard, Feng Luo was struck squarely in the chest by this palm strike.
He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.
Xiao Feng coldly looked at Feng Luo, who was lying on the ground, and sighed inwardly.
"Alas, I did not intend to harm you, but you are stubborn and unrepentant. I have already held back three-tenths of my strength in this palm strike; it should not be enough to kill you."
After dealing with Feng Luo, Xiao Feng turned and left.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Feng had arrived at the North Coast.
Before me stretched a vast and boundless sea, with howling sea winds and crashing waves.
In the distance, where the sky meets the sea, a red sun is slowly rising, gilding the entire sea with a layer of gold.
Xiao Feng took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze, and a feeling of heroic pride welled up in his heart.
As Xiao Feng was pondering, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from afar.
He looked up and saw a dark mass of people surging toward him.
In the dim light of dawn, he could see the torches held high in the hands of those people, the flickering flames reflecting on their terrified faces.
"A monster! A monster has appeared in the sea!" a shrill voice rang out from the crowd.
"Look! There's someone over there!" another gruff voice shouted.
All eyes immediately focused on Xiao Feng.
They pointed and whispered among themselves.
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