C704 ginseng fruit tree (1/2)

Even though Yang Feng had guessed that the Sun Wukong dragged him here just so that he could have a battle with the Zhenyuanzi, Yang Feng didn't mind at all. Watching the battle between the Zhenyuanzi and himself made Yang Feng's heart itch a little, and he knew that the Zhenyuanzi's strength wasn't any weaker than that of the Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Yang Feng carried the Witch Clan's bloodline in his body, and had a fanatical pursuit for battle. However, Yang Feng pursued the fight with the strong, and towards those whose cultivation was lower than him, he would usually not be able to arouse Yang Feng's desire. Fighting with the strong would allow Yang Feng to improve!

Therefore, after being pushed to the front by Sun Wukong, Yang Feng did not refuse. He cupped his fist and bowed towards Zhenyuanzi, then said to him, ”Senior Zhenyuanzi, this junior has come to seek advice from you!”

Although Zhenyuanzi felt that Yang Feng would not be that simple, with only the strength of a mid level Heavenly Immortal, he never expected that Yang Feng would actually dare to fight him. Therefore, when he saw Yang Feng calmly standing in front of him, Zhenyuanzi was a little dazed, but he immediately recovered and nodded towards Yang Feng, indicating that Yang Feng could attack.

Yang Feng did not bother being polite with Zhenyuanzi, his figure flashed and he immediately appeared beside Zhenyuanzi, directly using the most violent and fiercest of his fist techniques, Decapitation Dragon's Eighteen Palms, to attack Zhenyuanzi! But Zhenyuanzi was actually shocked by Yang Feng's speed. With a flash of Yang Feng's body, Zhenyuanzi actually couldn't detect a single trace of his presence.

But what made the Zhenyuanzi even more shocked was that Yang Feng had only struck out at him with his palm, but he had a misconception that he was being enveloped by countless palm shadows, causing him to not even have a place to dodge. No matter where he dodged from, what met him was a sky full of palm shadows!

Furthermore, the power displayed by Yang Feng's palm had fiercely smashed into Zhenyuanzi's heart, causing his heart to fiercely tremble. Because he actually discovered that there was not even the slightest of fluctuation in's Fa Li, but he was actually able to produce such a fist that could shatter an enormous mountain!

Zhenyuanzi was extremely shocked in his heart. He did not expect that Yang Feng's physical body would actually be this strong, and only now did Zhenyuanzi finally understand why he felt that Yang Feng was not simple. So Yang Feng's strength was actually reflected in his powerful physical body.

It was not that Zhenyuanzi had never seen anyone who could shock him with one punch before, it was only possible for the Witch Clan's ancestor to do that, but the Witch Clan had already disappeared for thousands of years and the Twelve Ancestral Magi had already fallen, how could Yang Feng cultivate such a strong body?! At this moment, Zhenyuanzi began to suspect Yang Feng's identity.

However, this was not the time to think too much about these matters. Facing Yang Feng's fist, which contained an astonishing power and made Zhenyuanzi feel that there was nowhere to dodge, Zhenyuanzi would naturally not choose to dodge it. With a sweep of the horsetail whisk in his hand, waves of emerald green light surged out from Zhenyuanzi's body.

Only after a very long time did it finally calm down. This loud sound naturally alarmed the disciples of Zhenyuanzi, and rays of light shone onto the plaza where the competition between Yang Feng and Zhenyuanzi was taking place.

Although the sound was huge, it did not cause any dust to rise. It was only that the emerald green light was extremely dazzling, and covered the Zhenyuanzi and Yang Feng's figures. When the jade green light gradually disappeared, the figures of Yang Feng and Zhenyuanzi were revealed.

At this time, Yang Feng's palm had smashed onto Zhenyuanzi's horsetail whisk, but there was still a green light floating around Zhenyuanzi's body, but there was a deep crater of a dozen meters deep beneath Zhenyuanzi's feet. Zhenyuanzi stood in the air with both his feet still touching the ground, and revealed a smile on his face, then he said to Yang Feng, ”Fellow Daoist, your strength is indeed impressive, come, let's fight again!”

Although Zhenyuanzi was normally smiling and always looked like a good guy, that was because no one was worthy for him to take action. Zhenyuanzi was also a very proud and arrogant person. No matter what, he was someone who appeared in the world at the same time as the Three Purities Saint, even though he did not have the chance to become a saint, his cultivation was still deep and unfathomable.

If not for the need to befriend Mother Nuwa and the two holy gods of Buddhism, why would the Zhenyuanzi become sworn brothers with the Sun Wukong, and why would they fight against each other?! But now, Yang Feng's strength had aroused the fighting spirit of the Zhenyuanzi. Although Yang Feng had only punched out once, it was more than enough to get the Zhenyuanzi's recognition.

After the Zhenyuanzi finished speaking, he scanned the horsetail whisk again, but it was not towards Yang Feng, but towards the ginseng fruit tree in the sky. And after Zhenyuanzi used his horsetail whisk to sweep it away, waves after waves of intense emerald green divine light immediately erupted from the ginseng fruit tree. Streams of divine light covered the sky and fell down, quickly enveloping the area where Yang Feng and Zhenyuanzi were fighting in a green colored space.

However, in this space, Yang Feng did not feel that his own strength and cultivation was being suppressed within the blood-colored space of the Patriarch Styx. On the contrary, he felt that he was extremely spirited, as if his entire body was brimming with vitality and energy.