CHAPTER 483: CHAPTER 267: HOLY FLAME BREAKTHROUGH, MARTIAL ARTS LEVEL 5!

"Elder!!"

In mid-air, the figure flew backwards, shattering the air, and the green-black body advanced like a swift wind.

The two fifth-rank envoys on the winged snake voiced their shock and anger simultaneously, their expressions changing slightly.

Below, the winged snake also roared, dispersing all the impact force, opening its bloody maw, and lunging towards Chen Feng in mid-air.

Roar!!

The bloody maw was hideously sinister, filled with a stench, as if some corrosive power was gathering within.

However, Chen Feng, diving through the sky, did not spare it a glance.

Because.

Thud!!

White Gray’s punch reached first despite coming last, sending shockwaves through the air, twisting the snake’s head and damaging its scales.

A brute force suppressed all trickery, the Holy Shield Giant extended its arms like a flood dragon, seizing the winged snake’s body, subduing it.

In an instant, a crisis was felt.

The winged snake struggled incessantly, while the two fifth-rank temple envoys above also staggered in fury.

They dared not hesitate, each erupting with a dark glow, attempting to evade and counterattack.

Whoosh!!!

At the same moment, Rong Yan High Priest below noticed something amiss.

Snake pupils heavy, he once again drew his bow, shooting several sky-piercing flame pillars, burning everything.

However, without glancing sideways, Chen Feng’s eyes only focused on the temple saint sliding back from the winged snake’s head to its midsection.

Buzz!!

The Ultimate Intent burst forth, sweeping out with tremendous pressure.

The air trembled, the view shook.

A mighty will, like a force field, influenced reality, suppressing the two fifth-rank envoys on the spot.

The snake pupils were filled with shock and astonishment, before the green-armored body had already brushed past them.

Golden light flashed to the left, while black light erupted instantly to the right.

Squelch!!

Boom!!!

Two sounds rang out simultaneously, the glaring snake head on the left plummeted from the sky, while the snake-man’s body on the right exploded.

Seeing this scene, hundreds of meters away, the other snake-men in the sky, also on the winged snake, changed color and then saw the green-armored body rushing to that temple saint.

Thud!!

Fist met palm, the air formed a circle, waves swept out.

The flame pillar soared skyward, but was quickly blocked forcibly by the golden-white stone wings.

"Damn outsider!"

Raging flames exploded, a wisp of fire vanished not far from his side.

The aged saint of the temple stood on two feet like a lizard, the snake-patterned bag at his waist shaking, urgently raising his palm to block.

Blood seeped silently from the corner of his mouth, the scales on his chest shattering, shocked that he got injured in the previous strike.

Chen Feng squinted slightly, sensing that his opponent’s strength was slightly stronger than the one-eyed giant troll in the dream realm.

The horn strike state still active, he immediately erupted with power, swinging his fist again.

Boom boom boom!!

In an over-exerted state, his body began to feel waves of swelling pain.

Yet, his gaze was sharp like a blade, each punch overturned the air, visible with red flames entwining, merging as one.

Thud!!!

Another punch came. The temple saint’s face turned sour, tightly gripping the black spear, inscriptions appearing, blocking Chen Feng’s violent bombardment punch mid-air.

"Today I will kill you, to console the snake spirits!"

Boom!!

His aura erupted fiercely, forcibly shaking Chen Feng back a few steps.

Subsequently, the black spear erupted with dazzling dark light, penetrating everything like an energy beam.

A strong crisis appeared in Chen Feng’s mind, perception activated quietly.

Whoosh!!!

The air tore, dark light brushed past his shoulder.

Scarlet eyes in peripheral vision saw the dark light reach its end hundreds of meters away, exploding dramatically, raising a terrifying hurricane.

Below, trees and forests swayed because of this, then saw the temple saint like a lizard charging, sprinting over the winged snake’s back.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

The tightly gripped black spear struck continuously, creating a shrieking afterimage.

He roughly sensed that his opponent’s previous strike resembled a charging Black Flash, difficult to use lightly.

Chen Feng neither dodged nor evaded, golden light spreading between his palms, forming sharp spiked gauntlets.

Clang clang clang clang clang clang!!

The muffled sound continuously echoed, the inscriptions on the black spear dimmed somewhat.

In contrast, cracks appeared on the Steel Bones, clearly inferior in hardness.

"Die!!"

Boom!!

The Steel Bones were shattered by the black spear’s force, the temple’s aged saint full of murderous intent.

But, the next second.

Whoosh!!

Blood Pattern Wings fluttered, the figure vanished instantly.

Briefly stunned, the next second.

Platinum light entwined with red flames arose, a sunset reappeared between punches, coming from his side.

Boom!!

The scales shattered, blood splattered.

The temple saint staggered with his head tilted, snake pupils filled with disbelief.

Below, the winged snake was once again struck on the head by the Holy Shield Giant, scales damaged, bleeding, emitting painful roars.

The winged snake underfoot twisted and struggled, the body’s swelling and tearing grew more intense, but Chen Feng ignored it, punching sunsets into the sky, taking the opportunity to strike continuously.

Boom boom boom!!

Every punch connected, scales shattered.

The temple saint’s head was smashed, revealing white bones inside, blood gushing out in torrents.

And yet, his life force was exceptionally vigorous, still not dead.

As Chen Feng’s next punch came down, a crisis emerged in the temple saint’s mind.

Angry and shocked, he swung the black spear.

Clang!!

A blocking strike was smashed down by a punch mark, followed by another sunset punch appearing in front of him.

At the critical moment, a flash of flame in mid-air.

The Rong Yan High Priest, originally on the ground, sprouted flame wings, arriving mid-air to his side.

Boom!!!

The flame pillar erupted, crashing horizontally dozens of meters on the winged snake’s back.

Chen Feng skidded over the winged snake’s scales, retreating, leaving a trail of charred and bloody marks, coming to the mid-air.

Blood Wings fluttered, the gold on the green-black carapace dimmed, as if melting.

He stood mid-air, gazing towards the opposite side.