C264 Bandar tyrone (1/2)

”Since they've already started, let's begin!”

Cheng Feng looked at the Peak Heavenly Martial Stage swordsman, and then poured thirty River of Essence into the Firesteel Battle Armor, throwing a punch out.

”Thousand Revolution Swordsmanship, Piercing Technique!”

When the swordsman saw Cheng Feng's punch coming at him, the longsword in his hand suddenly thrust forward.

CHI CHI * The long sword in the Blade Master's hands released a three inch sword light.

When the sword beam pierced Cheng Feng's fist force, with a chi sound, it pierced through the fist force and waited for the longsword to be raised, and immediately sent Cheng Feng's fist flying.

”This is the power of the Peak Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator? Astral Energy can easily break the attacks of Martial Cultivator s below the High Rank Heavenly Martial Stage. ”

Cheng Feng's heart skipped a beat. He now had a better understanding of the Peak Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator.

In the past, he had heard many explanations about the Peak Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator. It was said that for Martial Cultivator at this level, it was very difficult to defeat them due to the change in their vitality.

It was only after they had exchanged blows that they could clearly feel the huge gap between them.

But Cheng Feng had the confidence to fight!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After experiencing the power of the Peak Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator, Cheng Feng no longer held back at all and directly poured over eighty River of Essence into the Firesteel Battle Armor, then continuously punched out seven or eight times.

Cheng Feng's wave of attack had a wide range and attack power.

Furthermore, each of his fists had been amplified by the Firesteel Battle Armor, and their might was much stronger than many of his High Rank Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator.

However, facing such ferocious attacks, the sword artist did not panic at all.

”Thousand Revolution Swordsmanship, Fission Stage!”

The sword artist's body suddenly exploded with a wave of refined Astral Qi, and then the sword in his hand slashed horizontally.

Streams of sword light that were half a foot long and one inch wide split out from the sword. Chi chi chi chi, like it was cutting through cloth, it actually managed to forcefully tear apart Cheng Feng's wave of fist power.

Not only that, the sword artist instantly flashed out from the punch and appeared in front of Cheng Feng.

Then, the sword in his hand gently swung out, the sword tip piercing towards Cheng Feng's throat.

Swish! If not for Cheng Feng's sharp reaction, which instantly activated the Eagle Crossing Arts, he would have been pushed back seven or eight meters.

He was probably going to be hurt.

”Damn, his throat was almost pierced.”

A drop of cold sweat seeped out of Cheng Feng's forehead, ”Looks like Peak Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator is indeed extraordinary.

”Since that's the case, Wrath Dragon Fist, Flood Dragon Goes to Sea!”

Having nearly been pierced in the vitals, Cheng Feng immediately did not dare to be careless, and directly poured one hundred River of Essence into the Firesteel Battle Armor and unleashed Wrath Dragon Fist at the same time.

This Wrath Dragon Fist, even though it was only an unconventional martial art.

But when combined with the Firesteel Battle Armor, it was extremely powerful.

As Cheng Feng's fist rushed out, he roared...

Two fiery-red dragon-like fist powers suddenly shot out from the Firesteel Battle Armor.

Seeing Cheng Feng's wave of attack, the swordsman's face changed color for the first time.

Because Cheng Feng's fist force, was just too thick and too ferocious.

Although Cheng Feng's fist force was made from normal Yuan Qi, it couldn't compare to the Peak Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator's Astral Qi, but it had a higher chance of victory.

A piece of paper and a piece of metal would be enough to tell who was stronger and who was weaker.

However, when the ten thousand jin of paper was compressed together, it could easily shatter a metal bar!

And the fist force that Cheng Feng had thrown out this time was precisely that one thousand kilogram piece of paper.

”Martial Soul, awaken!”