158 Spirit Beasts of The Four Elements (1/2)

BOOM!

The two figures rapidly collided into each other before separating rapidly.

Feng Lin was panting heavily, and Feng Shaoyou's face had also turned red from his exertions.

The two of them fought in close-combat. For a while, they appeared to be evenly-matched.

Feng Lin's speed and strength were inferior to his opponent, but he discovered one aspect where he was stronger!

His skin was tougher than his opponent's!

As the proverb said, something that is concentrated would always win in the essence.

Compared to Feng Shaoyou's current mythological form that was half-snake and half-human, Feng Lin's form was much tinier. However, his flesh and bones seemed completely like one entity and were as hard as stone; it wasn't so easy to break him.

The effect of force was mutual. Since the two of them collided head-on, both of them naturally had to endure the impact.

In this case, Feng Lin's tolerance was higher than Feng Shaoyou!

Bring it on… Mutually injuring each other? Who is scared of who?

Feng Lin could tell that Feng Shaoyou looked only strong in appearance but was weak in reality. His inner structure was brittle.

This Feng Shaoyou had dense scales covering his body, but as long as Feng Lin can penetrate this layer of scales, Feng Shayou's tendons, muscles, and flesh cannot be considered tough.

Upon facing the energy attacks again, Feng Lin only felt his skin swell, but he was rapidly recovering from his injuries.

On the contrary, Feng Shaoyou was gritting his teeth and his face was completely red. He wasn't used to suffering pain and couldn't take it well.

Men need to be hard! If you are not hard then you…

Feng Lin had seen through Feng Shaoyou, and he no longer felt afraid. His finger was akin to swords as he pierced out with them.

Immortal Slaying Sword Imprint!

He unleashed his strongest technique. His finger turned into swords, and a sharp sword intent erupted through the air. This attack was like a sword immortal flying through the sky, wanting to slay gods and immortals.

Naga Dance!

Feng Shaoyou's eyes narrowed. He could sense how dangerous this attack was.

His body rapidly spun around, and the generated wind from his movements became a storm of wind blades. As the wind blades shot out, they took the form of palm attacks, transforming into a volley of connected palm strikes that launched out unceasingly.

In an instant, Feng Lin was smacked by countless palms. A strange-looking flush appeared on his face, yet his sword qi's momentum didn't falter, piercing right through ahead.

His body was flung back from the impact as he once again smashed into the alloy walls that was like a huge rock. The impact actually broke through the wall and created a hole.

Feng Lin's entire body was trembling, trying to dissipate the force. He slowly stood up while his clothes were torn and tattered again, revealing his flesh.

However, he didn't panic because he wasn't at a disadvantage at all.

Feng Shaoyou screamed in pain from the exchange of blows. The scales on his body shattered, revealing a huge wound where blood flowed from it.

His vertical pupils stared ruthlessly at Feng Lin. His rage blazed brilliantly; he wanted nothing more than to burn Feng Lin into ashes.

If earlier he only wanted to teach Feng Lin a lesson, now he truly wanted to act ruthlessly and destroy Feng Lin.

Four Elements Spiritualized!

The four elements rune in Feng Shaoyou's eyes started to revolve endlessly.

The power of the four elements once again manifested an energy ball that was visible to the naked eye. Actual figures could be seen within that ball. It seemed that something was brewing within.

Feng Lin's hair stood on its end. For some reason, he could feel a great deal of threat from this.

Fighting against an elite cultivator, if he lost, he would have a bad ending and even if he won, there would be no benefits. It would be too much of a disadvantage if Feng Lin stayed and fight to the death with him.

There was no reason for him to do so, and there was basically no need for it at all.

Out of the thirty-six stratagems, fleeing was the best one!

Feng Lin's figure flashed. He turned and ran away with no hesitation.

”Where are you running to?” Feng Shaoyou was extremely angered in his heart.

As a descendant of the Feng Ancestral Clan, he was actually injured by a branch clan's member. Today, if he couldn't suppress this brat and it was to leak out in the future, wouldn't he be ridiculed by his opponents inside the clan?

Roar~ Shriek~ Howl~ Weng~

Four different sounding roars rang out.