C433 Nine stomach explosion

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Feng had flown to the place where the big black hand had smashed onto.

Then, he opened the Creation Divine Eye and saw that it was almost completely buried in the ground, only the blood-red flag was visible from the outside.

As for the little white bird, it held the blood-red flag tightly with its two small wings and hid its head in the middle of the wings.

Although he looked to be in a sorry state, he was unharmed.

Clearly, this was the little white bird's powerful bloodline, protecting it.

The little white bird had a tyrannical bloodline and a strong physique. Although it was only palm-sized, it was as hard to injure as cast iron.

When that pitch-black hand smashed down earlier, its power had definitely reached the Fifth Level of Fragmentation, and it also did not harm the little white bird in the slightest!

"Little guy?" Cheng Feng came to the front of the Purple Gold Banner and touched the little white bird with his finger.

Soon after, the little white bird raised its head and scanned its surroundings. When it noticed that the pitch-black hand was gone, it shook off the dust on its body and shook off its feathers.

"Little guy, are you hurt?" Cheng Feng asked.

"Scum …" The little white bird shook its little wings, indicating that it was fine.

Cheng Feng was still a little worried, so he personally checked and confirmed that the little white bird was indeed unharmed.

Then, he looked to a few hundred meters ahead.

There, a gloomy old man wearing a long black robe slowly walked over.

This old man from the Black Robe had extremely thin and long arms, his entire body was as black as ink.

It was as if he had been washed in a pool of ink!

This was obviously the aftereffect of cultivating some kind of evil martial skill.

The pitch-black hand from earlier was struck by this old man.

"If you don't want to die, then disappear right in front of me!"

The Black Robe elder was very domineering, and said viciously: "I will only give you ten seconds."

"You are... Yin Corpse Hand Du Lin? "

A thousand meters away, the sturdy Wang Meng who was sent flying by Cheng Feng looked at the old man from the Black Robe and his expression changed.

He fearfully muttered to himself for a bit, then swept a glance at Cheng Feng, lifted the large copper hammer in his hand and flew off into the distance.

Obviously, Wang Meng was not unfamiliar with the Black Robe elder Du Lin.

Deeply aware of the other party's ruthlessness and tyranny, and aware that he was no match for him, he immediately retreated.

To be able to scare away a Fourth Level of Fragmentation Ranker, Du Lin's strength was definitely not weak.

Cheng Feng felt for a bit and discovered that he had at least reached Fifth Level of Fragmentation.

He could be said to be the strongest interceptor Cheng Feng had ever encountered since he took the Purple Gold Banner.

But Cheng Feng was not scared, he just stood there and asked: Du Lin the Yin Corpse? You are a member of the Yin Corpse Sect. "

"Five more seconds!"

However, the Yin Corpse hand Du Lin did not care about his question.

Instead, with a gloomy face, he silently calculated the time.

It was as if when he counted to ten, Cheng Feng had not left, he would immediately make his move and begin his slaughter.

The little white bird also felt the oppressive atmosphere.

At this moment, he was hiding behind Cheng Feng, exposing half of his head and observing him secretly.

"Kid, there's going to be a battle soon. You should avoid it first."

Cheng Feng swept a glance at the little white bird and said.

Chirp chirp … Chirp chirp …

The little white bird chirped a few times, as if saying that if Cheng Feng was allowed to fight in peace, he wouldn't take the chance to steal the Purple Gold Banner anymore.

"You little fellow, you can be considered to have a bit of conscience." Hearing that, Cheng Feng smiled slightly.

And at this time, the Yin Corpse's hand, Du Lin, suddenly raised his own pitch-black palm. As the surging Dragon Strength s poured into his palm, a huge pitch-black claw that was more than ten meters in size grabbed towards Cheng Feng.

"What a sinister fellow."

Du Lin had clearly said that he would only take action ten seconds later.

But after just eight seconds, he had already made his move. It was obvious that he was planning something insidious, and had caught Cheng Feng unprepared.

But unfortunately, Cheng Feng had been prepared for this for a long time.

When the opponent's pitch black claws reached over, Cheng Feng suddenly activated the Wargod Armor, blasting out the terrifying Golden Fist Force.

Boom!

The Golden Fist Force and the black hand clashed, producing a deafening explosion.

Some of the lower hills around them collapsed due to the impact of the Force.

Being struck by the terrifying Golden Fist Force, the black claw was extremely firm, without any signs of breaking. On the contrary, it followed the movements of the black claw Force, and shook Cheng Feng, and forced him to take a step back.

This was the Fifth Level of Fagmentation Stage Expert, the Holy Dragon'S Power that was formed inside his body, it was much stronger than Fourth Level of Fragmentation.

If Cheng Feng had not used the Wargod Armor s' claws, he would have been smashed into smithereens!

"Fifth Level of Fagmentation Stage Expert is indeed powerful."

"However, even if I am unable to defeat Du Lin, as long as I can delay time, once the experts of the Bing Tie Camp arrive, he will definitely retreat."

Thinking about that, Cheng Feng activated the Dragon Strength in his body. Boom! Boom!

They were fighting with the Yin Corpse hand, Du Lin!

Cheng Feng's plan was very feasible.

Currently, there were only about four hundred li between him and Bing Tie's camp.

With the speed of the Bing Tie Battalion experts, they would arrive in about an hour.

This meant that as long as Cheng Feng could hold on for more than an hour, he would be safe.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The golden fist power collided with the pitch-black hand in the air, causing the air to churn and churn as huge craters appeared on the ground.

As for the large amount of sand and dust, they were swept up into the air by the Force.

However, Cheng Feng had the Creation Divine Eye, so this interference was nothing.

It was just that as the battle continued, the Yin Corpse hand Du Lin became impatient and the strength of his attacks became stronger and stronger.

The moment he was hit by the black coloured big hand, even if he was wearing Wargod Armor s, Cheng Feng's body would still feel a burning pain, as though he was hit by a Barbarian Elephant.

"An expert of the Fifth Level of Fragmentation is really too strong. I must go all out."

After fighting for only 10 minutes, Cheng Feng was hit by the black hand dozens of times, and his entire body was in pain.

This caused Cheng Feng to no longer dare to hide anything and he immediately used the Top of The Divine Level technique, Thunder Cannon Punch.

This Thunder Cannon Punch had a total of six levels. The first level could gather three sets of fist strengths, the Second Layer could add six sets of fist strengths, and the Third Layer could add nine sets of fist strengths!

During the time of the Hidden Dragon battle, Cheng Feng had coincidentally cultivated his Third Layer, but he had never had the chance to use it.

At this moment, this was an opportunity.

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, Cheng Feng directly skipped past the first level of Thunder Cannon Punch and Second Layer, and started with Third Layer.

Boom … Boom! Boom!

Cheng Feng punched out, the power in the fist mixed with a total of nine different forces!

As the fist struck Du Lin's black coloured large hand, instantly, the tyrannical Force exploded on the surface of the black coloured big hand.

After the nine levels of force exploded out, Du Lin's huge black hand was pierced through.

It was so much so that the remaining two punches landed on Du Lin's chest, causing his face to darken. Thump, thump, thump. He was pushed back more than a hundred meters in succession!