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Chapter 290: The Battle of Hundred Flowers (2)(2/2)

"Leave it to you."

Zhao Feng's figure sank.

meow

A small gray cat as big as a palm dodges out of thin air, catches the Black Snake Blood Whip, and disappears again.

What

Awful little kitten

The three half-step true spirit realms were shocked and turned pale. They were filled with hatred and anger, but they did not stop attacking Zhao Feng, and even increased their strength.

"Dad...don't..."

Bi Qiaoyu in the corner looked pale and unbearable.

Zhao Feng, who was surrounded by three and a half steps of the True Spirit Realm, showed no fear in the face of danger, with a cold and indifferent expression.

Ring of Electricity

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, opened his arms, and danced his blue hair into the sky, like a mad god under thunder clouds.

In an instant, streams of cyan current formed in the shape of chains, like ripples, sweeping in all directions.

The area ten feet around Zhao Feng suddenly turned into charred black.

"Ahhh"

The three and a half steps into the true spirit realm were swept by the rippled electric ring, and the body trembled violently, like a convulsion.

Stiffness, cramps, tremors.

It took three breaths.

The terrifying power of the electric ring allowed Zhao Feng to dominate an area and even push away the aftermath of the three true spirit realms.

The old Taoist in green robe, the woman in flower skirt, and the head of the Bi family were convulsing on the spot, their whole bodies were limp, and they could hardly stand up.

"succeed"

Zhao Feng didn't waste any time and flew back with the little thieving cat.

Now that the Hundred Flowers Holy Liquid and the Black Snake Blood Whip have been obtained, Zhao Feng stopped as soon as he saw the opportunity.

His target direction is naturally the bronze door to the east. Just put your hand on the door to open the passage to the second floor.

"Senior brother, don't let him run away..."

"This little blue-haired beast"

The resentment in the hearts of the woman in flower clothes and the old Taoist in green robe has reached its limit.

However, the three half-step true spirit realms were attacked by the ring of electricity and were unable to move in a short period of time, with only a few percent of their combat power left.

Zhao Feng's actions finally aroused the dissatisfaction of the three true spirit realms in the air.

The Peach Fan Snitch snorted coldly, and together with the half-blooded Vulture, shifted the battlefield for the Hundred Flower Sac towards Zhao Feng.

The three true spirit realms formed a tacit understanding and wanted to kill Zhao Feng smoothly.

Seeing that the three true spirit realms and the Hundred Flowers Bag were all approaching Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's expression darkened. These three guys actually refused to let him go.

"Okay, I'll let you grab it—"

Zhao Feng had a ruthless look on his face and took out the Luohui bow and arrows.

In an instant, three Luohui arrows returned to their positions on the Luohui bow.

Zhao Feng mobilized the blood power of his whole body, and the essence of the inheritance of electricity was brought into play to the first level of Dzogchen, even touching the second level.

Boom swish——

In an instant, three Luohui arrows intertwined with ice and thunder dragged several feet of arrows into the wind, creating a storm of intertwined ice and thunder.

"Ice, Thunder, Wind and Storm"

After Zhao Feng finished drawing his bow, he saw that the three arrows with his highest understanding and strongest bloodline led an ice and thunder storm, which was magnificent and magnificent, and hit the "Hundred Flower Pouch".

Boom boom

The entire square on the first floor was shaking slightly.

The three arrows hit the target of the Hundred Flowers Sac, which was comparable to the all-out attack of the True Spirit Realm, and the even more terrifying destructive power of ice and thunder, causing the slightest crack to appear on the surface of the "Hundred Flowers Sac".

laugh

A trace of poisonous smoke rose from the surface of the flower bag, and was immediately enveloped in fierce black flames.

"No, don't—"

The Peach Fan Snitch roared at the top of his lungs and almost went crazy.
Chapter completed!
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