The Dark Crow Ancient God swept out with a single shot, and the two quickly exchanged blows in the void before separating again.

The Dark Crow Ancient God looked shocked and glanced at the few scars on his body. Although they were very subtle, they broke through his physical defense.

At the same time, he also felt that Zhao Feng had absorbed a lot of the power in his body.

The Hunyuan Divine Sword in Zhao Feng's hand caused an unusually large energy fluctuation, and it seemed to be even more powerful.

"How can it be?"

The Dark Crow Ancient God was secretly shocked. Even Zhao Feng could easily break through the defensive body of his ninth-level Ancient God?

boom!

At the same time, the Tianluo Sect Master and other ancient gods of the Tianluo Sect came to kill him one after another.

For a time, the Dark Crow Ancient God was surrounded.

"hateful!"

The Ancient Dark Crow God looked embarrassed and was in trouble.

When he was about to use his life-saving measures.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation appeared behind him.

next moment!

A long sword of turbid dark silver pierced out from his chest, and it brought out a large amount of golden and red blood.

boom!

A violent and powerful energy rushed out instantly and swept through the body of the Dark Crow Ancient God.

That powerful destructive power made the Dark Crow Ancient God feel the approach of death in an instant.

"This is impossible, with your strength..."

The Dark Crow Ancient God looked extremely shocked. The power Zhao Feng displayed at this moment was far inferior to even the ninth-level Ancient God.

The profound physical skills, artistic conception, powerful combat skills, and mystical power are definitely not something that the eighth-level peak ancient god can possess.

But the Dark Crow Ancient God, who knew this, had no chance to tell him.

Poof!

Zhao Feng swung the long sword in his hand and split the Ancient Dark Crow God in half.

"died?"

All the members of Tianluo Sect looked stunned.

Although the Dark Crow Ancient God was in trouble, he was not seriously injured, and he probably still had some cards to play.

But the next moment, the Dark Crow Ancient God was suddenly killed directly by Zhao Feng.

"Kill with one blow!"

Tianluo Sect Master was shocked in his heart.

"Dark Crow Ancient God, thank you for your divine power, which greatly increases the power of my Hunyuan divine power!"

Zhao Feng smiled calmly.

"It turns out that Lord Zhao Feng's divine power is so great that he can absorb other people's divine power and increase his own power!"

"Lord Zhao Feng is worthy of being a peerless genius of the Spiritual Clan!"

Most members of Tianluo Sect cast their admiring glances, and many female disciples regarded Zhao Feng as the perfect man in their hearts.

From the beginning to the present, Zhao Feng's Hunyuan divine power has continued to grow. After absorbing the power of the Dark Crow Ancient God, his divine attacks have become even more powerful.

Coupled with the siege and containment of many members of the Tianluo Sect, Zhao Feng, after accumulating his strength, suddenly launched an attack and killed the Dark Crow Ancient God directly.

All in all, there doesn't seem to be much of a problem.

But only Tianluo Sect Leader felt something was very fishy. When he looked at Zhao Feng, he suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was like the vast starry sky, mysterious and unfathomable.

"We were able to successfully defeat the Liejin Clan this time, thanks to the cooperation of everyone in the Tianluo Sect!"

Zhao Feng turned around and looked at the many members of Tianluo Sect, and said with a smile.

After the battle, the entire Tianluo Sect became busy, counting the number of casualties, and rebuilding the sect.

Zhao Feng returned to his palace and practiced in seclusion.

It's your first time to fight, so there's no need to be too dazzling.

The war is still going on for a long time, and we will reveal our strength little by little until we show our true cultivation and strength to others without being doubted.

Moreover, fighting with low cultivation level is also a kind of training for Zhao Feng.

In the early morning of the next day, the entire Tianluo Sect was still busy.

Suddenly, two white streams of light came.

Tianluo Sect Master and some members took a closer look and saw that they were actually Ancient God Lan and Ancient God Icefield.

Ancient God Lan gritted his teeth and slowly descended to Tianluo Sect. The Ancient God of Icefield beside him had a handsome face that was red with embarrassment.

"I was preparing to move reinforcements last night, but I didn't expect you to save the day!"

Ancient God Lan Yuan looked very unnatural and said awkwardly.

In fact, Ancient God Lan and Ancient God Icefield did not escape very far.

Therefore, they also learned immediately that the Tianluo Sect had repelled the members of the Liejin Tribe.

"Ancient God Lan is worried!"

Tianluo Sect Leader was neither cold nor indifferent to him.

After all, Ancient God Lan Yuan is the eighth-level peak Ancient God of the Spirit Clan, and his relationship is complicated, so he dare not offend.

But deep down in his heart, Tianluo Sect Master snorted disdainfully: "Do you need to take your son with you to move the rescue troops?"

The disciples of Tianluo Sect all had expressions of contempt and disdain on their faces, but they did not speak.

At this moment, Zhao Feng also walked out with a smile on his face and looked at the father and son who had escaped from the battle.

"Zhao Feng, tell me, how did you save the day and repel the Liejin Clan yesterday?"
Chapter completed!