Chapter 945
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Chapter 945: Formless Divine Technique
“Boom!”
Three powerful figures joined forces to besiege Lin Feng, a scene that was simply shocking.
But Lin Feng showed no fear at all!
He didn’t choose to fight head-on; instead, he fought while retreating… hoping to gradually familiarize himself with the surging energy within his body, stabilize his foundation, and perfectly master his current strength!
“Why are you all so excited? Could it be that the ‘good guy’ I mentioned is one of you three?”
Lin Feng’s words were sharp and cutting!
In fact, he had some suspicions ever since his breakthrough!
Looking around,
The only ones capable of withstanding the impact of his heavenly tribulation were Zhao Chenyang, the Heavenly Spirit Emperor, Moro, and Fang Mo!
As the only four-class powerhouse among the human race, Zhao Chenyang couldn’t hold up alone, so it was impossible for him to interfere with the heavenly tribulation in this situation.
Thus, there was only one possibility,
That is, Fang Mo and the others had intervened!
As for why?
He could guess with his backside; it was to show off and annoy him!
“Didn’t expect you’d help me! Tsk tsk tsk…”
Lin Feng burst into laughter.
“Get lost!”
Fang Mo and the others had expressionless faces, but their mentality was close to exploding!
Lin Feng’s words, his arrogant demeanor, and his disdainful smile all stimulated their nerves, causing the three powerful figures to be filled with pent-up anger!
“Fine! Then I’ll leave…”
Lin Feng nodded and quickly turned to leave!
Seeing this scene,
Fang Mo and the others were momentarily stunned, followed by an even greater resentment flooding their minds!
This dog of a Lin Feng?
Did he really think they were just playthings?
“Come back!”
The Heavenly Spirit Emperor reached out a massive hand towards Lin Feng, and a terrifying force of law surged forth, grasping at the void and cutting off Lin Feng’s escape route!
“What’s wrong? Didn’t you tell me to get lost?”
Lin Feng stopped, a mocking expression on his face.
“What’s the point of just showing off your verbal skills?”
Moro’s expression was cold.
With a “buzz,”
Twelve deep golden wings suddenly appeared behind him, and a long spear also materialized in his slender hands!
This was the divine artifact of the Angelic God Race—the Spear of Victory.
Now summoned by him, the dazzling holy light spread rapidly like a nuclear explosion, illuminating the surroundings in a brilliant and blinding manner.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh~”
The twelve deep golden wings flapped rapidly, stirring the chaotic currents of the void, creating waves of spatial storms that left the scene in disarray.
Things were getting serious!
The onlookers felt a chill in their hearts.
At this moment, whether they were gods, humans, or undead, they all quickly retreated.
Such a level of battle could only be observed from a distance; getting too close would mean that even a stray ripple could wipe out a large number of people.
“Lin Feng, I admit you are strong, and your talent is monstrous! To reach this level after just one minor heavenly tribulation, if you reach the peak of tribulation in the future, you might easily slay us!”
Fang Mo suddenly said this coldly.
The onlookers in the distance heard this and felt a chill run down their spines.
On the surface, it seemed Fang Mo was praising Lin Feng, but it actually concealed an unwavering killing intent.
Lin Feng’s talent was too terrifying; he had to be eliminated quickly, or there would be endless troubles!
As the opposing force of the human race!
Lin Feng was an unstable factor.
No one could withstand the pressure he would exert upon reaching the pinnacle of the world!
“Since that’s the case, why don’t you hurry up and kneel down to beg for mercy, follow me, and I’ll lead you down the path to success and ascension!”
Lin Feng said lightly.
“Following you is too difficult for us; killing you would be much easier.”
“If we want to live well, we must eliminate all potential hazards in advance!”
The Heavenly Spirit Emperor sneered repeatedly.
The moment his words fell, he made his move, raising his palm high, and a large expanse of black mist surged forth. This was the power of the alien race’s divine ability, which quickly enveloped Lin Feng.
Evil energy invaded Lin Feng’s body, devouring his blood and polluting his soul!
“Whoosh~”
A beam of colorful light shot up from Lin Feng’s body, forcibly purifying the surrounding black mist.
The next second!
“Boom!”
Lin Feng took a large step forward, seizing the moment when the Heavenly Spirit Emperor paused to cast his spell, and punched directly into the Heavenly Spirit Emperor’s chest, sending him flying with immense energy.
At the same time,
Fang Mo silently approached Lin Feng from behind.
He was like a devil walking in darkness, shadowy and silent, and in an instant, he extended five fingers like steel claws, reaching for Lin Feng’s body.
“Boom!”
Lin Feng quickly turned around and caught Fang Mo’s hand, intending to rip his arm off, but at that moment, a terrifying energy suddenly erupted, causing him to loosen his grip.
Fang Mo then broke free and swiftly retreated,
His entire body gradually became ethereal, vanishing without a trace, as if he had never existed.
“This is the Formless Divine Technique! Fang Mo is called the Formless Demon Emperor because of this technique!”
“The formless, also known as shapeless, means there are no traces! This technique originates from the ancestral Daoist teachings and is said to be unfathomable, more terrifying than the assassination techniques of the Darkborn!”
“It is said that Fang Mo betrayed the human race back then and escaped from the pursuit of the five-class powerhouses using this technique!”
The onlooking human race immediately began to discuss among themselves,
Their expressions were filled with shock!
Such techniques only existed in legends, and they never expected to witness it today!
“The Formless Divine Technique, huh?”
Lin Feng listened to the crowd’s words, his eyes narrowing slightly.
However, he wasn’t overly surprised.
Which tribulation cultivator who could reach the four-class was simple? Which one didn’t have powerful trump cards?
“Swish~”
Lin Feng extended his vast divine sense, scanning the surroundings to find Fang Mo’s hiding place, but there was no trace to be found.
In his thoughts,
“Boom!”
Another golden spear came rushing in from the right side!
It was indeed the Spear of Victory from the Angelic God Race, descending like divine punishment, carrying terrifying holy power, aimed straight at Lin Feng’s heart!
“Clang!”
Lin Feng suddenly extended his right hand and forcefully grasped the Spear of Victory.
Instantly, a burning sensation surged through him, and thick white smoke erupted from his palm, making a sizzling sound.
This was terrifying!
Even with Lin Feng’s current physique, it was somewhat painful!
It could be said that if a cultivator below the four-class dared to grab this spear, they would either die or be severely injured!
“Boom!”
A massive force struck, and the Spear of Victory broke free, flying back into Moro’s hand.
The next second!
Moro and the Heavenly Spirit Emperor closed in again, sealing off Lin Feng’s front and back, while Fang Mo, like a venomous snake, lurked in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike.
The three powerful figures besieged Lin Feng alone,
Such a scene was enough to shake the ages.
The onlookers, regardless of their race, felt their scalps tingle, deeply impressed by Lin Feng’s strength.
Huo Miaomiao’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
She was a proud woman who had always viewed men as worthless, but Lin Feng’s appearance changed her perspective!
It turned out that besides her father, there were such outstanding men in the world!
Only such a man could be worthy of her, Huo Miaomiao. At this moment, if it weren’t for her identity, she would have wanted to rush up to help Lin Feng!
“No wonder he’s a four-class powerhouse; he’s so much stronger than those I encountered before!”
Lin Feng murmured to himself.
He thought this time he could easily sweep away his opponents after his breakthrough,
But now it seemed he had overestimated himself.
Four-class powerhouses were all at the perfect realm,
Thus, the advantages he took pride in were greatly diminished!
In other words, at this level, wanting to fight above one’s class was incredibly difficult; each one was a prodigy of their respective era, galloping ahead and not to be underestimated!
