Chapter 721 is too weak Meng Feng's face was ugly, he didn't expect that his must-kill punch would be in vain.
But his face was ugly, but in fact, Meng Feng's heart was not flustered, he knew that Ye Qingshan had the strength of a high-level formation mage, and he was also the kind of high-level formation mage who was definitely not weak.
The true information of the battle between the demons in Tianxuan City, apart from Huang Huatian, Meng Feng knew the most.
He knew very well how strong a formation mage who could use the formation to severely damage the fourth-level Great Demon King had, and besides, the Dark Lord was not an ordinary fourth-level Great Demon, so Ye Qingshan's true strength was definitely not as simple as an ordinary high-level formation mage!
This is also the reason why Huang Huatian sent Meng Feng.
At the moment when he knew that Ye Qingshan was going to participate in the advanced formation assessment, Huang Huatian guessed that it was very likely that a normal first-level golden immortal would not be able to stop Ye Qingshan, even if it was under the influence of the forbidden spirit stone, as long as Ye Qingshan successfully arranged the formation, it was not something that a normal first-level golden immortal could defeat, so he found Meng Feng, a monster-level golden immortal.
Facts have proved that Huang Huatian guessed correctly, Meng Feng's attack just now definitely reached the level of a normal first-level golden immortal, and even surpassed the level of a first-level golden immortal, but it was still resisted by Ye Qingshan's formation.
But Meng Feng is different, although he is a first-level golden immortal, he is a monster who can burst out with the strength of a third-level golden immortal!
In this special environment, unless Ye Qingshan had the strength of a ten-formation division-level, it would be useless even if he had the strength of a senior high-level formation mage!
A ghost head knife exuding a rich evil aura appeared in Meng Feng's hand, the whole body of the knife was pitch black, and the handle was carved with a blue-faced fanged ghost, and there was a blood-red round mouth in the front of the back of the knife, like a blood-colored vertical pupil, and the evil aura permeated by the knife body was emanating from this vertical pupil.
A top-notch second-rate magic weapon, even if it weren't for the material problem, this ghost head knife might even reach the level of a first-class magic weapon, which is also Meng Feng's biggest reliance as a monster golden immortal!
And after seeing Meng Feng activate the magic weapon, Su Bei, who had been watching the battle from the side, subconsciously frowned: "Lord Meng Feng, don't you think it's a bit excessive?"
” Su Bei is a good person, his ability is not strong enough, and his strength is also average, but I have to admit that this is a good old man who is down-to-earth, there is justice in his heart, but at the same time, there will be some little Jiujiu.
It was as if Su Bei had already guessed what the next situation would be, but Su Bei chose to remain silent.
If it were someone else, such as Huang Huatian standing in this position in northern Jiangsu, he would definitely not speak out now, but would fall to Meng Feng at the beginning.
If the sense of justice in Su Bei's heart was stronger, then he would have fallen to Ye Qingshan at the beginning.
But Su Bei didn't, although he was an immortal, he was also an ordinary person, he was hesitant and lacked sufficient decision-making ability at a critical juncture.
Of course, this is not to say that you have to be extreme enough to be successful, but except for a very few big people, very few people can have both profit and righteousness, after all, human beings are forgetful animals, and without enough stimulation, it is difficult for you to really remember something.
In the face of Su Bei's questioning, Meng Feng asked indifferently: "Excessive?
Amusing!
I don't think so.
In fact, I think everything I do is allowed by the rules. ” "If you think there is a problem with my strength, I'm sorry, my strength is a first-level Golden Immortal, and it is impossible for me to use a strength beyond the high-level formation test before I break through.
As for the magic weapon?
It seems that there is no rule in the Zhenwu Temple that you can't use magic weapons, right?
” In the face of Meng Feng's quibble, Su Bei's eyes flashed with annoyance: "Meng Feng!
You're a strong word!
This is the Zhenwu Temple, and you can't be allowed to scatter and cultivate the wilderness!
” Meng Feng was stunned for a moment, and the next moment a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his tower-like body instantly rose with a terrifying aura: "What's wrong with Sanxiu?"
Subei, I'll give you face and call you the master of the Su hall.
I don't give you face, you are an old dog Su, even if I am a casual cultivator, I don't need you to take care of my affairs, and you can't represent the Zhenwu Temple!
” Su Bei opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, staring at Meng Feng with a sullen face, with a gloomy face, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
And as Su Bei stopped talking, Meng Feng held the Ghost Head Knife in one hand, looked at Ye Qingshan with a sneer, and the evil qi spread on the Ghost Head Knife, and finally rose up with a bloodthirsty edge like a demon.
A mocking sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Meng Feng looked at Ye Qingshan indifferently: "You just said you were in a hurry?"
Unfortunately, I'm in a hurry!
” A black, with a rich evil aura of light flashed away, the immortal power in the body frantically stimulated the body, like an iron tower-like body rose with terrifying power, and the second-rate top magic weapon-level ghost head knife in his hand let out a howl like a ghost under the stimulation of immortal power.
Meng Feng believed that in this case, even if Ye Qingshan had the strength of a senior senior formation mage, he would definitely fail!
Northern Jiangsu on the side also thinks so.
There is no way, the gap between the two sides is too big.
It is a refining body flow in itself, coupled with his extraordinary talent, and he is equipped with a top-notch magic weapon, which makes Meng Feng's attack power reach the level of a third-level golden immortal.
On the other hand, looking at Ye Qingshan's side, he was targeted by Meng Feng without knowing it, and there were a large number of forbidden spirit stones around him to restrain the formation mage, and the strength that the formation itself needed to fight was a first-level golden immortal.
It's the equivalent of taking a college exam paper and giving it to a high school student.
But as the sword light flashed, the ghost head knife with a rising ghost mist was stuck on the formation membrane, and Meng Feng and Su Bei were stunned at the same time.
History is always strikingly similar, Ye Qingshan did not tell Meng Feng that although the strength of the formation is only the first level of the Golden Immortal, but this level of the Golden Immortal is somewhat special, referring to the Golden Immortal who can reach the first level of pure physical strength without the help of the slightest aura.
In other words, there are only two possibilities for reaching this level of first-level Golden Immortal.
First, they are talented, such as monkeys, the only spirit species of heaven and earth.
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The second is the truly top-notch body refining technique, such as Ye Qingshan's Nine Turns Golden Body Duel.
Although Meng Feng claims to be talented, it is only for human beings, and it is replaced by demon races of strong races, such as lions, tigers, bears and leopards, such as those spirit birds and beasts, Meng Feng's talent is not enough at all.
Having lost his aura, although Meng Feng is stronger than a monk of the same level, he is still much worse than the demon clan!
Ye Qingshan really didn't know that this seemingly simple high-level formation assessment would happen so many things, in fact, from beginning to end, Ye Qingshan did what he should do on weekdays, but?
Looking at Meng Feng in front of him, who looked completely frozen, Ye Qingshan's expression was calm, and his deep eyes did not carry the slightest emotion: "Is there anything else?"
If you can only reach this level, I have to say, you are still too weak. ”