The rest of the Blue Scale Clan and the Golden Arm Clan consciously retreated for dozens of miles.

Among them, the Golden Arm Clan is quite optimistic about Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng even hunted down Hou Qing. Although it may be the help of the old man in green, Zhao Feng's strength is by no means as simple as it seems.

The Blue Scales are naturally full of confidence. You must know that Lan Ye, the quasi-god, has a record of killing the second-level true god. How can he withstand Lan Ye's three moves if he is only in the Mysterious Light Realm?

However, everyone in the Blue Scale Clan didn't know that Zhao Feng had also killed the second-level true god, and he was also the extremely powerful True God Ghost Li in the ghost realm.

"It's still too late to regret now. As long as you kneel on the ground, kowtow and admit your mistake, and hand over the Holy Spirit Flower to me, the Blue Scale Clan will not kill you."

Quasi-god Lan Ye was condescending and looked arrogant. For him, it would be a shame to successfully compete with the Xuanguang Realm.

"If the Blue Scales could kill me, they would have killed me long ago."

Zhao Feng showed a faint smile.

These words were naturally meant to despise the Blue Scales. They had met them twice and tried to kill them but failed to do so.

"I don't know what is good or bad"

Lan Ye's eyes were slightly cold. Zhao Feng's attitude made him very unhappy. He was determined to trample Zhao Feng under his feet in order to vent his hatred.

"Blue Wave Palm"

A wave of blue water rose up from Lan Ye's quasi-shen body, and merged into his right palm.

boom

With one palm shot, it was like a huge wave surging into the sky, with endless pressure. There seemed to be a huge phantom of an ancient race within the palm light.

Lan Ye's quasi-god seemed to have a random palm, but it contained a trace of bloodline power, because he wanted to defeat Zhao Feng with an advantage, but he didn't want to use his powerful trump card.

"Sacred Earth Thunder Armor"

Zhao Feng immediately activated the Holy Thunder Body, condensing the wind and thunder of earth, forming a dark yellow armor with flashing lightning around it.

Boom bang

Lan Ye's Quasi-God slapped away with a palm, hitting the dark yellow thunder armor surrounding Zhao Feng.

boom

After a moment of stalemate, Zhao Feng's Earth Thunder Sacred Armor shattered, and Lan Ye's quasi-god's palm struck Zhao Feng's chest.

Deng Deng stared

Zhao Feng took three steps back to steady himself, his face looking slightly pale.

"You're lucky, this palm happened to come right after"

Lan Ye's eyes were indifferent.

"It seems that according to the three moves, Zhao Feng will definitely lose."

"The palm struck by Quasi-God Lan Ye just now was just a test."

The three elders of the Blue Scale Tribe communicated through voice messages, and there was a surge of pride and pride in their brows.

The three people from the Golden Arm Tribe looked down slightly, Zhao Feng didn't look relaxed.

"He hid his strength"

At this time, the tall golden-armed man sent a message to the other two people.

"I see"

Yu Hen nodded. Judging from Zhao Feng's performance just now, he could not block Lan Ye's quasi-god's palm, but Zhao Feng deliberately showed weakness.

"Second move"

Quasi-God Lan Ye said proudly.

call

Quasi-God Lan Ye waved his palm, and he grasped the invisible secret of water. After understanding Zhao Feng's strength, Lan Ye Quasi-God was convinced that this move could defeat Zhao Feng.

boom

Lan Ye's quasi-god directly stimulated the bloodline of the Blue Scale clan, and the blue scales on his body suddenly became extremely clear, and his skin color became a deep blue, like a vast ocean.

"defeat"

Lan Ye's quasi-god struck directly, and a terrifying blue-scaled water-marked palm light roared towards Zhao Feng.

"Sacred Earth Thunder Armor, Protective Thunder Gang"

Zhao Feng showed an all-out expression and used two defensive combat skills while stimulating the Holy Thunder Body to a greater extent.

Boom bang

The palm light and the defense collided and intertwined for a moment. Zhao Feng's defense was shattered, and the remaining palm power bombarded Zhao Feng.

Deng Deng...

This time, Zhao Feng took four steps back, his expression even uglier, as if he had reached his limit.

"Hey, blocked?"

Lan Ye was a little surprised. Zhao Feng barely blocked the first move. His second move was at least twice as powerful as the previous move, but Zhao Feng actually blocked it.

Not only Quasi-God Lan Ye was surprised, but the three elders of the Blue Scale clan, including the Hu brothers, were also extremely surprised.

They could feel the difference between Lan Ye's two moves, but Zhao Feng could barely resist them.

"He calculated Lan Ye's quasi-god's attack power, so he could barely block it every time."

The tall man from the Golden Arm Clan communicated with two other Golden Arm Clan members.

"Zhao Feng actually has such ability?"

Yu Hen was slightly shocked.

Zhao Feng actually calculated the attack power of Lan Ye Quasi-God. Only in this way can he explain why Zhao Feng was able to block two moves with different powers.

If Zhao Feng showed super fighting power at the beginning, then Quasi-God Lan Ye would also go all out and use his powerful trump card attack.

“What a good plan”

The woman in pink palace clothes smiled.

"The third move, you will definitely lose"

Lan Ye's quasi-god frowned slightly. The kid in front of him looked a little weird, but he was able to block two of his moves.

buzz boom

Lan Ye's quasi-god's bloodline is even more powerful, and the surrounding green waves are surging back and forth, accompanied by an extremely high artistic conception offensive.

Everyone knows that Quasi-God Lan Ye wants to display god-level combat skills.

"Lan Ye, this guy has calculated your attack power. His injured look is just fake. Don't be fooled by him and just use your killing move."

At this moment, a third-level true god from the Blue Scale clan eagerly sent a message to Lan Ye, the quasi-god.

"What?"

Lan Ye's mind was pounding. Although he couldn't believe it, it was true when he thought about it carefully.

This is the so-called fan of the authorities. It is clear to onlookers that Lan Ye's quasi-god's talent is stronger than that of several old men, but he did not notice it.

However, Quasi-God Lan Ye did not act rashly, and still looked like he was displaying god-level combat skills.

"Blue Wave Palm"

Lan Ye's quasi-god's huge palm was shot directly.

But suddenly, a light blue long sword appeared in his hand, with a trace of cold water flowing on it.

"cut"

Quasi-god Lan Ye was already prepared. When he took out the artifact, he activated his bloodline power and slashed it out so fast that no one had time to react.

"Despicable"

Yu Hen showed contempt.

Lan Ye, the majestic prodigy of the Blue Scale Clan and possessing top second-level strength, actually used such despicable methods when dealing with the Perfect One Xuan Light Realm.

"hehe"

The three old men of the Blue Scale Tribe showed a faint smile. Unexpectedly, they told Quasi-God Lan Ye this, and Quasi-God Lan Ye took advantage of his plan and launched a decisive blow at the last moment. Being caught off guard, Zhao Feng was likely to be struck by Lan Ye's Quasi-God.

Kill.

At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by Lan Ye Quasi-God.

buzz

That dark blue sword slash, carrying endless waves of cold water, struck towards Zhao Feng.

But everyone was surprised to find that a black iron long sword appeared in Zhao Feng's hand.

buzzing

The power of the destructive flames and thunder penetrated crazily into it, and the fine Qingze lines on the black iron sword suddenly shone brightly.
To be continued...