C748 one palm ecstasy

Yang Feng was immersed in the comfortable feeling of cultivating martial arts, trying again and again to grab onto that strange feeling, but he was still unable to do so. However, this did not make Yang Feng give up, because this time, when he was cultivating a variety of martial arts, Yang Feng had never experienced such a comfortable feeling, so even if he did not catch hold of that strange feeling, Yang Feng did not want to stop.

Ever since he had obtained the inheritance of the previous ancestor Yang, Yang Feng had started to cultivate all kinds of martial arts, but at that time, Yang Feng's mind was filled with the thought of taking revenge on the Yang Family and cultivating.

Therefore, Yang Feng had to work hard to cultivate to protect his family and friends. In this kind of situation, Yang Feng's heart would always be weighed down by a heavy boulder, and it was impossible for him to feel comfortable while cultivating.

Later on, when Yang Feng's strength had finally reached a point where no one in the cultivation world could defeat him, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of reviving the Witch clan, which was heavier than any of the previous times. Thus, Yang Feng felt even more pressured.

However, with Yang Feng's Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique breaking through time and time again and his fleshly body becoming stronger, it caused Yang Feng to gradually distance himself from his training in various martial arts. Furthermore, during battle, he would only occasionally use martial arts techniques.

However, this time, during the competition with Zhenyuanzi, Yang Feng had once again become aware of the importance of martial skills. In order to find a way to use the force of heaven and earth to attack, Yang Feng had started to train in various kinds of martial arts, but this time, he felt extremely comfortable!

This was a feeling that Yang Feng had never experienced before. He never thought that cultivating this kind of martial arts could make him feel so comfortable, and while cultivating all sorts of martial arts, Yang Feng felt like he was bathing in the warm sunlight, and every single pore on his body felt comfortable.

Towards this kind of comfortable feeling, Yang Feng naturally did not want to stop, so he cultivated the various martial arts he had learned over and over again. And every time he trained this strange feeling, it would sink Yang Feng into a state of intoxication, unable to extricate himself.

However, as Yang Feng cultivated his martial arts time and time again, the energy that he emitted also became more and more powerful. At the very beginning, it had only struck a radius of ten thousand kilometers from the peak where Yang Feng was located.

Amongst the crowd, the one who was looking on gloomily as Yang Feng trained was none other than Sun Wukong. Seeing Yang Feng's energy occasionally smash onto the surrounding mountains and shatter them, Sun Wukong felt waves of pain in his heart. After all, that was his foundation, and he was ravaged by Yang Feng like this, so of course he felt pain in his heart.

It would have been fine if Yang Feng was ravaging the surrounding flowers and plants on his mountain peak, since he was giving that mountain peak to Yang Feng anyway, so he could just go through the motions casually. However, those surrounding mountain peaks were the foundation of his Sun Wukong, and it would be strange for his Sun Wukong to not feel distressed after being ravaged by Yang Feng's palm strike after palm.

When Yang Feng was absorbing the Sky and Earth aura from the Flowerfruit Mountain, the Sun Wukong could bear with it and even the monkeys and grandchildren of the Sun Wukong could not do so. After all, the Goblin Tribe still needed Yang Feng's protection.

However, the Sun Wukong could endure the Heaven and Earth aura being released, and now that Yang Feng was cultivating, his foundation was slowly being destroyed, which was unbearable for the Sun Wukong! Sun Wukong was not a stingy person, really, he was not, it was just that his very foundation had been ravaged, no matter who looked at it, their heart would ache for it, right?

However, it was still because the Spirit Demon Race needed Yang Feng's protection. No matter how much Sun Wukong cherished his foundation, he still had to endure! However, even if there was, there would be no place for him to vent his anger and frustration. Therefore, Sun Wukong could only look at the Yang Feng in the distance with an extremely resentful expression, as if he was a young, infuriated wife!

Sun Wukong's appearance was extremely handsome, so when Sun Wukong looked at Yang Feng with his resentful little wife's eyes, it was naturally very easy for them to misunderstand. On the other hand, when Guo Meimei, Zhang Fei and Dongfang Xue saw how Sun Wukong was looking at Yang Feng, the way they looked at Sun Wukong became more and more strange, to the point that there was a trace of hostility within their eyes!

Sun Wukong felt their gazes on him, and immediately realised that his performance was too much, so he immediately retracted his resentful gaze and changed his appearance into that of a "normal man". He stood up straight, and looked at Yang Feng who was cultivating in the distance, but was already extremely depressed in his heart!

And at this time, the force released by Yang Feng when he was cultivating increased by a lot. Now, with Yang Feng's strike, the resulting force was enough to shatter a mountain tens of thousands of kilometers away. This kind of terrifying power made everyone who was watching from afar extremely shocked.

Yang Feng did not even have the slightest bit of use for his magic power. It was entirely due to the effects of the strong power releasing when the body's power was shaking the air while it was displaying all kinds of martial arts, and just the force produced by the body's power alone was enough to shatter mountains tens of thousands of miles away. How terrifying the power was, was something that everyone who witnessed it felt it was simply unimaginable.

However, no matter how unimaginable they were, it had already happened right in front of them. Thus, other than being shocked, there was nothing else in their hearts! Of course, with the exception of the Sun Wukong, other than feeling shocked in his heart, he would still feel incomparably pained for his, because the mountain peak that Yang Feng had smashed apart was his!

It was just that no matter how shocked the crowd was, no matter how much pain the Sun Wukong felt, Yang Feng did not know. He was still immersed in that comfortable feeling, attempting to grasp onto the wondrous feeling that came from cultivating various types of martial arts.

Yang Feng also did not know that while he was cultivating, he had unknowingly used the strength of his own body. Furthermore, when he was training with various martial arts, Yang Feng had become more and more precise in his grasp of the seventh transition of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique. Yang Feng had completely grasped the strength of his entire body bit by bit.

As Yang Feng grasped the strength of his own body more and more accurately, the various martial arts he displayed with his own strength, would naturally contain even more powerful energy in every move and every move. And during this period, the wondrous feeling that appeared in Yang Feng's heart every single time was becoming clearer and clearer.

Yang Feng naturally would not give up on such a rare opportunity, and so he worked even harder to grab onto that sliver of mysterious feeling. And what made Yang Feng excited was that he finally grabbed hold of that sliver of mysterious feeling, and when he grabbed hold of that sliver of mysterious feeling, Yang Feng's entire mind was completely immersed in that miraculous feeling.

Of course, while Yang Feng was immersed in that mysterious feeling, Yang Feng had naturally stopped cultivating his various martial arts. Seeing that, Guo Meimei and the others thought that Yang Feng had finished cultivating and wanted to go over to take a look, but they were stopped by the Witch Houyi, who said to Guo Meimei and the others, "Don't disturb Master Ancestral Voodoo, Master Ancestral Voodoo is currently in a mystical realm, it cannot be disturbed!"

Hearing Witch Houyi's words, Guo Meimei and the others listened to it, and when they looked at Yang Feng again, it was just as Witch Houyi had said. They looked at the Yang Feng in the distance. Even though they could only stare as Yang Feng stood there, they were unable to sense his aura.

Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that it was not that Guo Meimei and the rest could not feel Yang Feng's aura, but they could feel it, but could not capture it at all. Yang Feng's aura seemed to be omnipresent, causing them to be unable to differentiate between the two, but Yang Feng was actually standing in front of them.

This feeling of being able to see Yang Feng but not being able to capture his aura naturally made Guo Meimei and the others a little uncomfortable, and looking at Yang Feng, they actually discovered that Yang Feng's figure was slowly becoming blurry, as if it was gradually merging with the world.

However, right at this moment, Yang Feng suddenly raised his right hand, and threw out a seemingly very casual palm towards the sky. However, after this seemingly very casual palm was thrown out, a seven colored, enormous, gorgeous palm, tens of thousands of meters long, appeared out of nowhere above Yang Feng's head!

Wherever it passed, space would constantly shatter. Pieces of space fell down like fragments of a mirror. The Astral Qi raged in the sky, causing the world to change color.

As everyone looked at the colorful palm strike from afar, an inexplicable feeling of ecstasy welled up in their hearts. They were all immersed in the colorful palm strike!

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1 Even more so, thank you brothers for your support!

Flowers don't seem to be strong enough. Brothers, you have flowers in your hands, please throw them to the mice. Tomorrow is the weekend, the rats will add more flowers, so the brothers can only give the mice a few more flowers.