The Bull Demon King was unable to stop his momentum. With a loud bang, his body crashed into a mountain peak.
The mountain peak shook, and the giant stones kept rolling down, collapsing under this huge force.
On the mountain, Wukong's Monkey Fur Clone was still guarding the mountain, reinforcing it. At this moment, they were all fleeing.
Ye Feng shook his hand, not to mention the slight soreness.
On the other hand, the way the Flood Dragon Demon King and the Roc Demon King looked at him had completely changed.
A head-on clash of fists and the Bull Demon King was sent flying?
What kind of monster was this Ye Feng?
Only Ye Feng himself knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg of his strength.
Even if they were in the same world, as time passed, the power of the middle and lower levels would continue to weaken.
The Bull Demon King was the king of this era, and he could rely on his strength to dominate the Western Bull Continent.
However, in the ancient times, it was far from being ranked.
In that era, Primordial Immortals could not even protect themselves.
In that cruel era, countless ferocious beasts were born with the power to uproot mountains and split seas without even cultivating.
Moreover, because the ancient witch race was rampant, the witch race was fierce and warlike, and specialized in cultivating the body.
This caused the demons of that era to crazily polish their bodies and cultivate both physical and magical techniques. They did not dare to fall behind in any aspect.
It was under that pressure that monsters appeared one after another.
As for the Chaotic Golden Crow Mantra, it was a technique that was most suitable for Golden Crows to cultivate, created by Donghuang Taiyi after countless years of enlightenment and combining his own Golden Crow characteristics.
This cultivation technique didn't only cultivate spells, but also polished the body.
Back then, even without the Eastern Emperor Bell, Donghuang Taiyi was still a ruthless figure who could use his body to fight against the Ancestor of Sorcery.
Ye Feng cultivated this cultivation technique and his body had long been polished to the extreme. As long as he was a Primordial Immortal, it was impossible for him to compete with him in terms of physical strength.
Unless it was a Magus of the same realm.
Although the Bull Demon King had great strength, he suffered a loss due to the lack of physical strength and was sent flying by him.
Ye Feng raised his head and saw a massive demonic energy exploding from the bottom of the mountain in the distance. It was earth-shattering, and countless pieces of rubble flew up. He saw the Bull Demon King charging over angrily.
He was like a furious ancient desolate beast.
The Bull Demon King was truly enraged. He had dominated the Western Bull Continent for countless years, and it had been a long time since he had suffered such a loss.
He raised his rod and used all his strength. With a wave of his hand, a rod phantom swept out, ignoring the distance in space. It seemed to have appeared beside Ye Feng out of thin air.
He raised the bitter bamboo and blocked the Bull Demon King's attack with ease.
"Hmm?"
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, sensing something strange.
It was too light.
The Bull Demon King's attack was too light. He couldn't even feel his opponent's strength.
In fact, he had already felt it when they fought just now, but he was not sure.
This withered bamboo seemed to be able to easily absorb and digest no matter how much strength the other party used.
If it was true, then it would be a little scary.
The Bull Demon King was even more shocked than him. His bull eyes were wide open. His full-powered rod was blocked so easily?
Ye Feng didn't give him a chance to think. He used his bamboo cane to deflect the staff. With a tap of his foot, his figure soared into the sky.
He wanted to change the battlefield.
If the two of them couldn't hold back later and caused too much damage, even if he had the divine art of mediating fate to restore the damaged areas, it would still be tiring work.
Seeing him rise into the sky, the Bull Demon King also raised his demon cloud and chased after him with his mixed iron rod.
The two of them flew extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they had entered the clouds, even their shadows were obscured.
Wukong and a few demon kings were about to jump into the sky to watch the battle when they were stopped by the Dragon Demon King.
"There's no need to go through so much trouble."
He pointed at the center, and the wine in the cup naturally gathered and turned into a water mirror on the stone table. The scene of a hundred thousand feet high in the sky was displayed on it.
"Good move." Macaque King couldn't help but praise.
Ye Feng and the Bull Demon King were fighting fiercely in the sky.
This Bull Demon used all his strength, using the Mixed Iron Stick with a fierce might, each stick was enough to split mountains and rocks.
However, Ye Feng only used the bamboo cane with one hand. No matter how fierce his attacks were, they were easily resolved the moment they came into contact.
The two sides fought for fifty rounds in no time.
The more Ye Feng fought, the more he felt that this bamboo cane was extremely mysterious.
Not only could he neutralize the other party's attack, but he could also use ten percent of his strength to attack.
He sighed in his heart. As expected, Subhuti was using a knockoff to fool him.
He was even more shocked than before. How could this bamboo cane be so powerful? It was nothing more than an ordinary piece of withered bamboo that Subhuti had casually snapped off.
Just how terrifying was the Saint Realm?
The two of them fought fiercely, and Ye Feng fought smoothly. He even used the Bull Demon King to train his martial arts. On the other hand, the Bull Demon King was fighting extremely gloomily.
He had never felt so aggrieved before. Every time he attacked with all his strength, he would be fine before, but the moment he came into contact with the other party's bamboo cane, it would be as if he had hit a ball of cotton.
He had the strength of ten thousand catties, but he couldn't unleash it at all.
Ye Feng used his bamboo cane to block the iron rod. He had a rough idea of the Bull Demon King's strength and wanted to end this battle.
He exerted a little force, and the two sides instantly bounced apart, retreating dozens of miles in the air.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng pointed at him with his left hand.
The Bull Demon King was shocked when he saw nine bolts of purple lightning surrounding him.
Then, the lightning connected into a net and tightened.
The Bull Demon King snorted lightly. He waved his metal rod, and a huge hole was torn in the lightning net.
As soon as he broke through the lightning net, he was alarmed again. A sword light suddenly appeared from the clouds below. It was extremely fast and stabbed straight at his heart.
"Playing some tricks."
The Bull Demon King let out a low growl. He clenched his fist with one hand, which was covered in pitch-black demonic qi, and struck straight at the flying sword.
With a bang, the fist smashed the flying sword into pieces.
The Bull Demon King's gaze turned, wanting to look for Ye Feng's traces, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
These flying sword fragments glinted coldly under the sunlight.
In the next moment, all the flying sword fragments stabbed down at the same time. They were actually extremely thin flying needles.
The Bull Demon King was a little surprised, but he did not panic. The metal rod in his hand agilely pulled at the clouds, and the clouds turned into a barrier in front of him.
He spat out demonic qi, and the clouds spread out. They were as soft as silk, but they were abnormally strong.
The flying needles hit the ground, but they were all wrapped up by the clouds, unable to advance any further.
At this moment, Ye Feng's figure appeared above his head like a ghost, and the bamboo cane struck at his ox head.
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