C211 Blood-red storm

"What? You can still use such a powerful martial skill?"

Zhuang Hao was stunned.

He originally thought that even if Cheng Feng's vitality wasn't exhausted, he would not have much left.

However, he never expected to be able to unleash such a powerful attack.

Although he was shocked, Zhuang Hao held up the heavy sword in his hand in time to block in front of him.

BOOM! BOOM! "Boom!

Three consecutive sword mountains bombarded onto Zhuang Hao's body. Even though Zhuang Hao's vitality was dense, his face was still ashen from the explosions, in a sorry state.

"Damn, that Cheng Feng fellow is really strong. A mere Half-step Heavenly Martial Stage cultivation level, yet he caused Zhuang Hao, who has High Rank Heavenly Martial Stage, to be in such a difficult position."

Right, right now Cheng Feng does not use that powerful weapon, but only relied on his own strength.

"If he were to use that Gold Protective Armor again, I'm afraid …"

The piercing sounds of discussions entered into Zhuang Hao's ears, causing his originally ugly expression to turn even more gloomy.

"Cheng Feng, I was just playing with you, now, I will let you have a taste of my true abilities."

Zhuang Hao was so angry that he actually used his full strength.

He swung the broadsword in his hand, releasing a bloody smell of the blood Knife Qi, like a blood tornado, it swept towards Cheng Feng, wanting to crush him!

Savage Blood Blade Skill. This was a Divine Level skill, and even more so one of Zhuang Hao's signature move.

He had once used this saber technique and defeated many famous experts.

At that moment, he was clearly using this technique to deal with Cheng Feng!

"Heh, actually, I was just playing around earlier. Since you can't afford to play, then kneel down and apologize!"

The blood colored Knife Qi swept over to him but Cheng Feng wasn't afraid. Instead, he took a step forward and jumped up dozens of meters into the air.

Afterwards, the Cerulotome in his hands released waves of jade green blade light.

"Shatter the fifth stance, Ripping Sea!"

What Cheng Feng used was his current strongest offensive martial skill.

Moreover, when he executed it, it wasn't just one move, but a total of three moves.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

The dark green blade beams that filled the sky combined together in the air and formed three terrifying gigantic ten-meter-long blades, then, under Cheng Feng's push, slashed down towards Zhuang Hao.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

He only saw three gigantic dark green blades, full of Knife Qi s, forcibly slashing into the scarlet storm that Zhuang Hao had swept towards him, slashing through the waves, as though they were going to tear the crimson storm apart.

Rip...

Finally, Zhuang Hao's blood colored Knife Qi was unable to block the triple-layered Sea Cracking Style of the Knife Force, and was forcefully sliced apart from the middle, revealing the pale-faced Zhuang Hao within.

"I don't believe it! The Scarlet Blood Saber Technique is endless in color!"

Looking at the huge jade-green blade slashing down at him, Zhuang Hao retaliated, with the intention of dragging it into the blood storm.

But it was to no avail. In the midst of his unwilling roars, Cheng Feng's three giant jade blades instantly cleaved apart the blood tornado, causing Zhuang Hao to vomit blood and his entire legs to sink into the road, straight to his waist.

It looked to be in an extremely sorry state!

"What?" Zhuang Hao lost? "

"A dignified eighteenth ranked expert of the three hundred and seventy years of Knife Tower, yet Cheng Feng actually defeated him without even using a powerful weapon?"

"This... "Impossible!"

Looking at the especially shocking scene in front of them, everyone present was dumbfounded.

In truth, they were all extremely shocked by this scene, because even Cheng Feng himself did not expect for such a situation to occur.

One had to know that the current Cheng Feng had completely used up all of the vitality in his body, and was only holding on till now.

On the other hand, other than being a bit more miserable, Zhuang Hao's vitality was still thick and dense.

Furthermore, the other party did not even use the Martial Spirit Power!

Honestly speaking, Cheng Feng did not win this battle. He had relied on his superhuman speed to stun Zhuang Hao, and even now, he still had not recovered from it.

"Lost?" I was actually defeated by a 371 year old freshman! "

"I don't believe it. This must be an illusion. I haven't lost yet."

Zhuang Hao released a somewhat hysterical roar from his mouth as he pulled his legs out from the ground. After that, a vicious light shot out from his eyes as a cruel smell spread out from his body.

This is the Martial Spirit Power!

Zhuang Hao was about to use his Martial Soul.

But at this moment, Cheng Feng, who had recovered a little of his vitality, suddenly stepped forward, revealing the Gold Protective Armor on his right hand.

"What I want to say is that I really don't want to use any external forces …" You forced me to do this! "

As soon as Cheng Feng finished his words, boom boom boom boom …

In one breath, he had unleashed eight or nine punches, and each punch had stimulated one ninety-nine percent of the Gold Protective Armor.

The eight or nine fists exploded outwards.

All of a sudden, Noda's dorm area was completely destroyed by the terrifying black light fist.

He could only see wood scraps flying everywhere as the broken tiles turned into dust, causing the entire sky to be filled with the miasma of smoke as the sun disappeared into the horizon.

When the storm settled, there were already seven to eight holes in the place Cheng Feng had hit.

And at the center of the huge pit, Zhuang Hao was kneeling on one knee with his clothes torn to shreds by the fist force. He was laying there without moving, as if he were a corpse.

But even then, he didn't die, and only his internal organs were injured from the shock.

This was the power of High Rank Heavenly Martial Stage Martial Cultivator, if it was Cheng Feng, he would have died seven or eight times already.

"Are you dead? If you're not, then come here and apologize to my friend."

Cheng Feng panted violently, and only after a while did his breathing calm down.

The current Zhuang Hao's injuries weren't actually too serious, but his face was already swept across the floor, and he had no face to see anyone. Hence, he pretended to be seriously injured, in order to avoid being humiliated by Cheng Feng.

But how could his little trick have fooled Cheng Feng?

"Zhuang Hao, are you going to crawl up by yourself, or do you want me to help you?" Cheng Feng stared at Zhuang Hao and said coldly.

"Cheng Feng, don't go too far!" Seeing that he could not dodge, Zhuang Hao finally lowered his head and roared.

"I'm being excessive? Am I going too far!? "

However, Cheng Feng did not hold back. "When you were showing off your strength and grabbing my two friends like chicks, and using your blade intent to press their faces into the mud, have you thought that you are going overboard?"

"I... What kind of status do I have to compare to them? " Zhuang Hao roared.

"Ha ha!"

Cheng Feng was immediately angered to the point of laughing: "From what you're saying, your status is very respected right? "Very good, I am actually very curious about the appearance of a person with esteemed status like you when apologizing to others!"

"Get the hell over here!"

Seeing Cheng Feng being so overbearing, the surrounding students did not feel that Cheng Feng was being arrogant, but instead felt that he had vented his anger.

One had to know that Zhuang Hao was previously overweeningly arrogant and simply looked down upon Knife Tower three hundred and seventy-one students.

It was as if all three hundred and seventy-one students were insects that he could easily control.

Yet now, the Zhuang Hao you were so arrogant to the point of being unable to contain yourself was being beaten up by the students you viewed like bugs. Just thinking about it made one's blood boil!