C117 (1/2)

”That's right, I have reneged on my oath and fallen to become a powerful Devil Sect's Dark Dragon Cavalry.” Su Zheng Feng laughed out loud.

Mu Feng suddenly held the heavy sword in his hand in front of him, revealing a murderous look. His entire body was shining with a silvery white light. Even the holy sword in his hand was flashing with golden light.

”The moment you turn your back on the Dragon Cavalry, you are destined to never reincarnate!” Mu Feng's armor changed once again. Wings appeared behind his heavy armor and he flew high into the sky. His closed eyes widened as he shouted, ”Holy Blade, Punishment!”

Su Zheng Feng immediately fell down from the tree and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground. He glared viciously at Mu Feng and with a flip of his body, he started chanting an incantation. Suddenly, countless hands appeared within a ten meter radius around him, grabbing onto Su Wan Qing.

What the hell was that?

Su Wan Qing punched the arm, but was so stunned that she almost lost her balance. Su Wan Qing, who hadn't been paying attention, almost lost the advantage by grabbing onto her arm with a psychic attack skill.

The Saint Warrior quickly charged towards the powerful Mu Feng. Su Zheng Feng continued to attack Su Wan Qing. His hatred made him lose his mind, especially since all of his attacks consumed a large amount of his own magic power.

Su Wan Qing couldn't figure out how the devil clan had changed their Dragon Cavalry Battle Spirit into a Dragon Cavalry Magic, but she felt that Su Zheng Feng's moves looked very strong, but the latter part of his moves were obviously not as strong as the previous times. Su Wan Qing took this opportunity and directly slashed at Su Zheng Feng with her broken blade.

”How could this be?” Su Zheng Feng's face was filled with astonishment as he looked at the blood flowing from his shoulder. Gritting his teeth, he quickly chanted an incantation and struck his palm onto the ground, producing a huge circle of fire.

Su Wan Qing took a few steps back. It was clear that Su Zheng Feng couldn't handle the magic. He gritted his teeth and shouted, ”I want you to pay for my son's life!”

The beam of light that was getting bigger and bigger was slowly heading towards Su Wanqing. Su Wanqing wanted to dodge but found that her feet were rooted to the ground and her head was spinning. She heard Mu Feng's voice beside her ear, ”Idiot.”

Su Wan Qing was anxious. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Su Zheng Feng who was not far away. A huge energy was slowly coming out from his body. The surrounding trees were all quickly disappearing, making a crisp sound.

Boom!

A loud sound rang out and Su Wan Qing closed her eyes subconsciously. She held her head and was about to block the blow when she realized that her waist was hugged by someone else. She opened her stinging eyes vaguely and saw Mu Feng's short golden hair and the numerous small cuts on his face.

”Mu Feng?”

Su Wan Qing felt an unprecedented pressure on her internal organs. She spat a mouthful of blood on Mu Feng's armor, and her vision turned black.

”Su Wanqing?”

Mu Feng frowned and quickly stopped beside a nearby hot spring. He carefully placed Su Wan Qing on the ground. After checking that nothing was wrong, he felt relieved.

His face was stunned as he looked at the Secret Silver Dragon that flickered with a golden light as it transformed into a dragon. The white dragon with wings had a puzzled expression as it stared at Mu Feng. ”Just now, a power suddenly entered my body. My injuries have been quickly healed.”