Urban Cultivation Medical Saint

  Chapter 367 S-Class Supernatural Magic - Giant of the Wind!

   "His!"

   And when the few blood-tooth killers who were lucky enough to survive, saw this scene, all of them couldn't help but turn pale and took a deep breath. After all, although they were also prepared in their hearts, the means Chen Fei showed were still too strong and amazing.

Even one of the four most terrifying trump cards of their Crimson Fangs, the venerable Magical Lord Amotig, was locked up and trapped in that amazing circle of scarlet flames, how could they not be shocked, how could they not be be surprised?

   And just after that circle of red flames erupted and swept everything, the rolling waves of the six Sanyang True Fire Swords had already buried everything, hot and sharp and scary!

"Roar!'

And seeing this scene, that Amottige finally couldn't help roaring in horror, and immediately an unbelievably strong storm force emerged from his body, as well as the simple bracelet on that wrist. Hula La's swept away dozens and hundreds of dark green walls of light, blocking his entire body, forming a double defense.

   Obviously, this thing is nothing else, it is a famous magic tool in the world of Western powers. Only the powerhouses above the s level are qualified to create them, both in terms of power and value, they are incomparably amazing.

   "Puff! Puff! Puff..."

   "Clang! Clang! Clang..."

   However, the offensive that Chen Fei displayed was beyond the imagination of everyone present.

Because, just as the wave-like red flames slammed on the light wall, the latter was immediately consumed and wiped away by the terrifying sword energy, and became weak at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally shattered. Come on.

   "Crack!"

   And the quaint bracelet on Amotige's wrist also burst open in an instant, tearing his old, dry arm into a blur of blood and blood.

   And that's not all, the most terrifying thing is that the remaining force continues to charge forward, mercilessly submerging on the last layer of protection that Amotige casts - the guardian of the wind god! Immediately, there was a sour dissolving sound of teeth from that area, and the light and mist with the color of red and wind rose, and there was also a scream that could not be resisted.

   "His!"

   That Amottige's complexion changed at this time, lacking in blood and shaking frantically.

Because he was extremely embarrassed at this moment, whether it was the arm that was wearing the quaint bracelet was almost abolished, the blood was blurred, or the clothes were completely torn on the chest and waist, revealing deep visible bones. The damage made him feel like he was seriously injured. And it is so.

   If it wasn't because he was strong enough and reacted quickly enough to reveal his two most powerful guardian cards, at this moment, whether he could still stand like this would be a question.

   And seeing this scene, the surviving crimson fangs couldn't help but look at each other... The eyes that looked at the young eastern face again were filled with strong shock and fear.

   There is no way, after all, you must know that it is one of the four trump cards of their Crimson Fang, Master Amotig the Magician! Even in those four ace sequences, he was able to stably rank among the top three in strength, but now, no one would have imagined that he was the first to make a strong shot, but he fluttered like a clown without saying a word, and he was beaten by the opponent. It spread back in almost the same way.

   Just looking at his injury is already scary enough, not to mention that there is a deeper meaning in it... When did their blood-red teeth fall to the point of being provoked to such a degree? This is simply... unacceptable!

"you…"

   And after being hit hard, that Amottige couldn't help staring at Fade Chen with a pale and extremely gloomy look. Because he really couldn't accept that he had lost so thoroughly and so shamefully, like a clown, maybe even he himself felt like a joke.

But now, she has to admit that this stupid oriental man in front of him is indeed very strong, so strong that even his Amotige is desperate... No wonder the old bat died in his hands, because the strength is indeed different. is too obvious.

   But even though he already had this judgment and despair in his heart, the grimness and viciousness on his Amoteige face did not diminish at all, but only deepened. Yes, you must know that they are Crimson Fang, the fourth-ranked organization in the world's dark killer field, how prestige, and what a fierce name? When did it fall to the point of being provoked to such a degree?

   And not to mention, he wasn't the only one Amoteig in their Blood Fang. Whether it's the old guy from the Black Witch Race or His Excellency Blade's Edge Czech, they're much stronger than him...

   Thinking of this, he seemed to have a little more confidence in his heart, and looked at Fade Chen more sullenly, his eyes gloomy. No matter what, he must keep Fade Chen here! Wait for Your Excellency Blade Czech to come over in person!

   By then, everything will be over!

  Yes, it's over!

   "Tear..."

Thinking of this, he simply ripped off his tattered clothes, revealing a thin body that looked dry but strangely thin, because there were countless magic runes painted on it, and then he was caught by him. I smeared the dark red blood on my hand, and in an instant, those magic runes actually lit up, projecting harsh elemental rays of light.

   "Buzz!"

   The dazzling elemental brilliance and the dark red blood color add radiance to each other, forming an unbelievable horror atmosphere, which is very sticky and of course violent, just like a real storm is coming. Everyone seemed to hear the roar of a giant of the wind!

   Under such circumstances, Amotigher's eyes were blood red, and he roared, and a shocking scene appeared. The dense elements of light condensed together like a tidal wave and poured into his palm.

  Perhaps because of this, Armortig's aging body, which had been severely damaged, seemed a little unbearable. Suddenly a large blood dance exploded.

   "S-level wind magic! The giant of the wind!" However, the grim old face shrouded in the blood mist seemed to have been distorted, staring at Fade Chen with intense murderous intent. Then a gloomy roar shook the eardrums of everyone present.

"Roar!"

  Suddenly, a wind element giant with a height of at least several meters appeared in front of everyone like a god, carrying an incredible storm tornado and roaring in the sky. Its fist is at least the size of a grinding disc, and it is filled with sharp blades of wind that make the scalp numb; its body is at least as huge as the legendary dinosaurs, ordinary giant bears, hippos, etc., in front of it. It looks a little small...

   And the most terrifying thing is its eyes, cold! ruthless! There is no mood swing at all, but it has a chilling primitive fury and cruelty.

   “Rumble…”

   The area where the giant of the wind was standing suddenly burst into a deafening storm, which also made the distorted old face of Amotige show a sense of gratification. Obviously, he didn't expect that Chen Fei would actually let him summon his most powerful wind magic, S-level - the giant of wind. This made him see hope enough to destroy this stupid Oriental.

   As we all know, the biggest disadvantage of the magician is magic, because it takes time to cast, and this time is enough for their enemies to do a lot of things. However, their most powerful advantage is also magic, because once it is displayed, it will completely destroy the dead, even those who are one level stronger than them dare not underestimate it.

   And now, that stupid oriental man on the other side made such a fatal mistake.

   God bless!

   "This time, let me see what else you can resist."

  Thinking of this, Rao was the pale, gloomy old face of Amoteige, which was already covered with embarrassment and blood, but the next moment, he couldn't help showing a mocking and contemptuous smile. He looked at Fade Chen coldly, then raised his hand and waved it slightly.

"Roar!"

  The area where the giant of the wind stood suddenly shook the air, and countless sharp blades of wind swept towards Chen Fei. What's even more terrifying is that the giant of the wind actually moved, and the speed was agile and extremely fast. A fist that was at least the size of a grinding disc instantly appeared on Chen Fei's head and fell madly!

  Suddenly this scene made the few remaining blood-red fangs kill people. They couldn't help but shrink their eyes, and all of them laughed like twisted faces.

   "Stupid oriental people, actually trying to provoke the majesty of our blood-red teeth! Go to hell, oh, God might like you, an over-the-top oriental guy, haha..."

   "Xingyiquan tiger shape, tiger roar!"

   But then their eardrums seemed to be shattered, because they vaguely felt the roar of the king of beasts, tigers and beasts, roaring in the mountains and forests, suddenly rippling. Fade Chen put his hands and feet on the ground, made a roar, and then suddenly twisted his waist and stood up and punched out.

   is like a tiger raising its claws and smashing it down when hunting.

   His fist collided with the giant fist that fell from the sky, and an incredible shock wave erupted.

"boom!"

   "Pfft!"

Suddenly, either Chen Fei or the giant of the wind seemed to have suffered a huge impact, his body trembled violently, and flew backwards, and in the process, Amotig couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood in horror. , the whole person became more embarrassed.

   "How, how, how is it possible!? He was able to punch the giant of the wind with his flesh." However, he had no time to pay attention to so much at the moment, but couldn't help but muttered in horror.

  Because you must know that it is S-rank wind magic—the giant of the wind! Even if the body of that monster is described as terribly powerful, it is not an exaggeration. But now, a normal person can actually face-to-face, instead of physically confronting him... What kind of monster is this mama? How could it be so tai?

   Even he Amoteig was like this, and the few other surviving Crimson Fang killers present were even more stunned. The horror and shock on his face are completely indescribable in words, and it can only be said that even dreaming has never been so outrageous.

   (end of this chapter)