Chapter 82

But he immediately reacted, sneering, "I want your life!"

As he spoke, he struck out with another palm!

The palm wind was overwhelmingly powerful.

"Unfortunately, the one who will die is you!" Chen Feng coldly laughed and countered with a palm strike.

Zhao Qi never expected Chen Feng to be so strong, with such a thick flow of true qi, and was directly sent flying.

He let out a desperate scream.

Because Chen Feng had pushed him right in front of the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger.

Completely unprepared, he was instantly torn open by the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger's sharp claws, a deep, bone-visible wound appearing on his chest, even exposing his heart.

Moreover, the area where he was clawed quickly turned black, rapidly spreading.

Chen Feng was startled when he saw this.

The poison of the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger was truly tyrannical.

He did not hesitate for a moment and had already made his move the instant Zhao Qi was hit by the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger.

The sound of thunder roared as the Thunderbolt Sword Technique was activated.

To deal with a demon beast like the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger, which was extremely fast, he could only attack with speed. If he used the Immovable Vajra Seal, he wouldn't even be able to touch a single hair of the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger.

Both were too fast!

The Ghost-faced Demon Tiger transformed into a black lightning bolt, while the Autumn Water Sword in Chen Feng's hand turned into a white light.

The black lightning and the white light collided, instantly producing an extremely dense series of impact sounds.

Hundreds of impact sounds merged into one, making Wei Meng and the others feel extremely uncomfortable.

They separated instantly.

Chen Feng was inwardly alarmed.

"My speed is slightly slower than the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger. I was already at a disadvantage just now, almost being hit twice!"

"The Ghost-faced Demon Tiger's claws and fangs are as sharp as the Autumn Water Sword."

"Very difficult."

Chen Feng thought to himself.

But he did not show any signs of it, shouting, "Beast, come again!"

As he spoke, he thrust out eighteen sword strikes in a second.

The Ghost-faced Demon Tiger seemed very excited, feeling like it had met a worthy opponent, and pounced again, engaging Chen Feng in a fierce battle.

Chen Feng and the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger fought for a full ten minutes without a clear winner.

However, Chen Feng was at a disadvantage, nearly being hit several times.

Wei Meng and the others watched in amazement.

They had already thought Chen Feng was very powerful, but now they realized they had underestimated him.

He could actually fight the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger, a demon beast at the Ninth Level of the Innate Realm, to a standstill!

Too powerful! Simply heaven-defying!

"No, this can't go on. I will eventually lose!"

Chen Feng thought to himself.

He glanced at the Purple Blood Vine and immediately had an idea.

Chen Feng leaped up and reached for the Purple Blood Vine.

Seeing this, the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger immediately panicked.

Around the Spirit Treasure herbs, there were usually demon beasts guarding them. They waited for the herbs to mature and then consumed them. After consumption, their cultivation would greatly improve. Even if they didn't consume them, cultivating nearby had many benefits.

This Purple Blood Vine was guarded by the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger.

How could it allow Chen Feng to touch the Purple Blood Vine?

The Ghost-faced Demon Tiger flapped its wings and instantly transformed into a lightning bolt, pouncing towards the Purple Blood Vine.

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly condensed the Immovable Vajra Seal and struck a mountain wall with great force.

He wanted to attract the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger by moving the Purple Blood Vine, so he had secretly condensed the Immovable Vajra Seal.

He was also very clear that the Immovable Vajra Seal was slow, and the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger was too fast. If he directly struck the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger, he definitely wouldn't hit it.

After fighting for so long, he had already calculated some of the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger's habits and flight paths. The Immovable Vajra Seal seemed to strike an empty space, but it was actually waiting on the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger's flight path.

Sure enough, when the Immovable Vajra Seal struck, it hit the incoming Ghost-faced Demon Tiger, slamming it heavily into the stone wall.

A short, tragic cry.

A huge gap was blasted into the stone wall by the Immovable Vajra Seal.

When the Immovable Vajra Seal dissipated, the gap revealed the figure of the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger.

The Ghost-faced Demon Tiger had been smashed into a pulp!

A demon beast at the Ninth Level of the Innate Realm was slain by Chen Feng!

With the death of the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger, the pressure instantly disappeared. Wei Meng, Mu Chunxue, and the others all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had escaped death.

Wei Meng panted heavily for a while, then leaped up, extremely excited.

"Chen Feng, you are too powerful!"

"Chen Feng, you saved our lives!"

Everyone shouted, venting their emotions.

Chen Feng leaped up, picked the Purple Blood Vine, and handed it to Wang Yun, smiling, "Wang Yun, here's your Purple Blood Vine."

Wang Yun was full of gratitude, her eyes red, and whispered, "Chen Feng, thank you so much."

Chen Feng waved his hand, "Don't be so formal. Meeting is a form of destiny, and this was originally yours."

He looked at Zhao Qi lying on the ground, "What should we do with him?"

Zhao Qi had been poisoned by the Ghost-faced Demon Tiger and should have died by now. However, after being poisoned, he immediately took a detoxifying pill specially refined by the Vajra Sect.

So he was still alive, but everything below his head had turned black, clearly struggling against the intense poison.

He suddenly opened his eyes, full of resentment, "Hurry up and save me! If anything happens to me, you will all die!"

Just as Wei Meng was about to say something, Chen Feng stepped forward, looking at him coldly, "You want me to save you, don't you?"