Chapter 109: The Talking Demon Beast

  Original Power Outside the Whirlpool.

  "It seems that Hu Ge won't make it."

  Yun Feng looked in the direction of Feng Fan, his pupils involuntarily shrinking. At this time, the fire poison had basically dissipated, and Nai Yuan's body shape had already appeared, with a dark black color all over, its length returning to its original five meters. A pig-like nose became even more prominent. All over its body, a terrifying aura was emitted, and in its mouth, purple-black gas was constantly being spat out, sometimes accompanied by dark red gases, extremely frightening.

  By Nà Yuán Mǎng's side, a figure shrouded in dark red light stood quietly, it was Fēng Fán.

  But at this time, the aura emanating from Feng's body was much stronger than before, no longer in the early stage of Tongti Realm Third Stage, but directly crossing a major stage, breaking through the barrier from Third Stage to Fourth Stage, and reaching Tongti Realm Fourth Stage.

  And his aura was still slowly rising.

  As Feng's strength increased and Nà Yuǎn Máng's variation deepened, it absorbed the fire poison at an increasingly faster rate, far exceeding Yún Fēng's expectations.

  "Can't wait anymore, make your move!"

  Yun Feng's eyes suddenly became stern, and in front of him, the Blue Feathered Flying Eagle Diagram re-condensed, Han Chong also refused to show weakness, summoning the Golden Mammoth, two long tusks fiercely stabbing towards Feng Wan.

  Blue Feathered Flying Eagle let out a sharp whistle, swooped out, and circled in the air, with purple electric lights flashing around its body. Two eagle claws, one electric claw, and one wind dart, were far away from Wind Fan.

  With the strength of two people, and the degree of totem's condensation, it is impossible to recreate Fengfan. The idea of the two is very simple, that is, to harass Fengfan from a distance, anyway, both of their totems can attack remotely.

  This "kite-flying" combat method has been recorded for a long time. Moreover, using this method to deal with monsters on humans is the most infuriating. In this way, the probability of Feng Fan moving Hu Gao is much smaller.

  "How dare you!"

  Feeling a strong sense of danger approaching, Feng Fan suddenly opened his eyes, with a fierce and venomous glint in them. As he let out a loud roar, the dark red glow on his body dispersed, and then he suddenly punched forward with great force.

  The Golden Mammoth's aerial attack was eerie, but thanks to this gain, Feng Fan could already capture the trajectory of this attack.

  Two forces collided, exploding into a bright light in front of Feng Fan. He withdrew his fist, dispersing the dark red glow on his hand that was stirred up by the energy collision, but he himself didn't suffer any harm.

  The variant Nāga, however, let out a shrill cry, twisting its body in mid-air, and with its pig-like snout open wide, swallowed the two talons of wind and thunder whole.

  "Haha, little devil!" Feng Fan burst out laughing and charged towards the Golden Mammoth, throwing a punch.

  By his side, Na Yuan Python let out a loud roar, its massive tail swinging and striking towards the Blue Feathered Eagle.

  "Pong Pong!"

  Two massive energies collided, Feng Fan and Na Yuan both took a step back, but there was a hint of cold smile on his mouth.

  Yun Feng and Han Chong's faces turned pale, they let out a muffled groan, especially Han Chong, whose mouth corner had a streak of blood flowing out.

  What shocked them even more was a faint dark red energy flowing over their bodies.

  "Unexpectedly, this old man actually still controls the fire poison energy, now we're in trouble."

  The two people furrowed their brows tightly.

  "This power is truly wonderful."

  Feng Fan took a light breath, enjoying the current feeling, and unexpectedly found that he had benefited from the disaster, not only did he not die, but also broke through to the fourth stage of Tongti, and even controlled the fire poison energy that everyone feared.

  Of course, what excited him most was his Totem.

  He was very clear that his Totem, Yuan Python, was no longer an ordinary Second-Order Totem, but had become a Variant Totem.

  The entire Totem Continent's highest-level variant totem, possessing the variant totem he will inevitably become the top strongman of the Totem Continent in the future.

  Although he is older now, he doesn't worry at all.

  "I must thank that little brat, I didn't expect him to not only survive but also absorb the yuan force under Na Yuan's massive wave. Tsk tsk, with such means and talent, if left to grow unchecked, he will definitely become a great threat to me in the future. Today, I must eliminate him."

  Feng Fan's heart slowly calmed down, and soon he sensed a violent surge of yuan energy coming from not far ahead. He couldn't help but look over, and saw that the massive wave of yuan energy was slowly weakening, as if being absorbed by something above. His pupils suddenly constricted.

  Feng Fan no longer hesitated, and suddenly charged towards Hu Gao with a fierce killing intent. Behind him, Na Yuanyuan quickly followed, and a terrifying aura burst out from their bodies, determined to crush Hu Gao in the torrent of Yuan power.

  "Damn it! Han Chong, we must fight him to the death now. We absolutely cannot let him harm Hu Gao and his brother."

  Yun Feng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly made a decision. The somewhat withered aura on his body burst out again, and the blue feathered flying eagle on his head flapped its wings and dived towards Na Yuan Python once more. Meanwhile, Han Chong commanded the Golden Mammoth to charge directly at Feng Fan himself.

  This time, they have already started the battle of overdraft.

  "Kill!"

  Yun Feng and Han Chong simultaneously let out a terrifying roar, one gun and two swords, following behind the golden mammoth that was charging forward with its butt up, and pounced on Feng Wan.

  "Looking for death!"

  Feng Fan saw the two little ghosts being reckless, and his temper flared up together with his heroic spirit. With a fierce momentum, he punched towards the Golden Mammoth that was charging forward with its head down.

  The golden mammoth curled up its long nose, let out a burst of steam whistling, and with its buttocks raised, it gathered the two curved tusks that had been retracted in one place and charged forward. This was originally the golden mammoth's skill for breaking through mountains and splitting rocks, but unfortunately, Han Chongxiu hadn't arrived yet, so he could only go into battle like this.

  Ke Feng had somewhat underestimated the ferocity of this life-or-death impact. Before his fist could land on Huang Jin's head, two sharp fangs were already lodged in his ribcage.

  "Take that!" Impulsive Han Chong burst out from behind the Golden Mammoth's body, his Tiger Soul Gun shooting out like a snake leaving its lair, also biting towards Feng Van's ribs.

  Feng Fan, a seasoned veteran of many years of hired killings, naturally had some assets to his name, such as the mid-grade internal armor he wore on his body. Even so, he was still struck so hard that he couldn't catch his breath, and with a grimace, he forced out a few gasping words: "You... little brat... go die!"

  That ear-piercing sound, like a snake hissing, rang in Han Chong's ears. If he wasn't desperately fighting for his life at that moment, Han Chong would have burst out laughing with his usual carefree personality.

  Feng Fan took two steps back, caught his breath, and let the yuan force surge through his body, gathering on the long spear. He then suddenly slammed it down towards Han Chong with a speed as swift as the wind.

  "Wow!"

  A blue light shot down from the Blue Winged Flying Eagle's body, enveloping Han Chong's figure, and then quickly shifted him two meters to the side, allowing Han Chong to narrowly avoid Feng Fan's attack.

  Yun Feng followed closely, his twin swords dancing, using the swift and agile quick attack technique that Hu Gao had previously used to weave in and out of a group of martial artists.

  Feng Fan held his spear horizontally in front of him and with a series of clanging sounds, he blocked Yun Feng's swift double sword attack.

  Han Cong steadied himself and thrust the Tiger Fang Spear fiercely towards Feng Fan.

  "I'm poking your nose!"

  "Despicable!" Feeling that Han Chong actually dared to counterattack, Feng Fan's anger was uncontrollable, and he suddenly shouted, using his finger as a sword. The dark-colored yuan force condensed at his fingertips and countered on the blade of Han Chong's gun.

  Han Cong felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the spear almost flew out of his hand as he stumbled backward.

  In mid-air, a Blue Winged Flying Eagle let out a sorrowful cry as it was once again pulled away by the Variant Nāga Serpent.

  "Hmm? Not good!"

  As soon as his body retreated, Han Chong sensed that Yun Feng was affected by the injury of Tu Teng and was slightly slower in his movements, almost falling prey to Feng Wu's finger.

  "Yun Feng, I'm here! You deal with Na Yuan Mang!"

  Han Chong once again commanded the Golden Mammoth to charge at Feng Fan, allowing Yun Feng to break free. With his long spear in hand, he thrust it straight at Feng Fan's nose.

  "You stinky little brat, your gun is still wet!"

  Feng Yan shot a gun and opened the golden mammoth, sweeping back towards Han Chong.

  "Haha, only young and tender guns have flavor, but old guns like you are probably already empty inside! " Han Chong suddenly thrust out a spear, his momentum exactly the same as Huang Jin's previous collision, clearly a spear technique that Han Chong had learned from Totem.

  The two guns collided, and Han Chong was swept out. The absolute gap in strength is still impossible to make up for.

  Feng Fan killed him again, without giving Han Chong a chance to catch his breath.

  Han Cong knew that his opponent had already made up his mind to kill him, and he didn't have the slightest fear or worry in his heart; instead, he felt a sense of relief.

  Since Feng Fan has already set his sights on himself, then next, he only needs to hold on and it will be fine.

  As long as I still have a breath left, I must keep Feng Fan stuck here.

  On the other side, Yun Feng was also desperately withstanding Na Yuan's attack. Na Yuan was indeed a Variant Totem, and although it now looked like it had condensed to about one-tenth of its original size, under Feng Xian's control, its combat strength was not inferior to Feng Xian himself, and was abnormally powerful.

  "Haha, you stinky little brat, I see your mouth is still tough! But can't your gun get hard anymore?!" Feng Fan punched Han Chong back with one fist and came at him laughing, stabbing with his spear.

  "Smelly old man! Your hands are hard from holding guns for years!" Han Chong spat out a mouthful of bloody foam, and his words were like cannonballs that came back to haunt him.

  "I agree!"

  Two people on their heads suddenly came a sharp and fine sound, frightened Feng Fan hurriedly put away the gun and retreated.

  Those who join in teasing you from the very beginning are definitely not your friends.

  However, Feng Fan raised his head and was so frightened that he almost lost his soul at a glance.

  A gigantic toad suddenly fell from the sky and landed with a loud crash beside Feng Xian.

  Damn it! A Fire Beast King! And a talking Fire Beast King at that!

  Feng Fan's legs were trembling with fear, wanting to run away immediately, but not daring to. He was afraid, yet he didn't dare to flee in front of the Fire Beast King who was at least four levels higher than him.

  Huoyun Chan retracted his aura, and Feng Fan couldn't sense Huoyun Chan's strength like Xiao Wu did.

  "Little snake, don't force me to swallow you!" Huo Yun Chan's mouth moved, and the voice that came out was still tender and sharp.

  Feng Fang immediately heard and hurriedly gathered the mutated Naiyuan snake that had forgotten to command back by his side.

  "Fire Cloud Toad!" Han Chong finally came back to his senses and saw that the creature crouching in front of him was indeed the Fire Cloud Toad he had encountered a few days ago.

  I'm poking your nose! When will this toad speak up?!

  Han Cong was both frightened and delighted.

  "Fire Cloud brother...... Hu Gao brothers he......" Yun Feng was still relatively calm, walked over and immediately asked about Hu Gao's situation, he remembered that Hu Gao used to call Fire Cloud this way.

  "Don't worry, the old master is fine, he'll be out to collect this old man soon." Huo Yun Chan's mouth moved, comforting: "This old man dares to escape, I'll cripple him with one kick!"

  Xiao Wu hid on top of Huoyun Chan's head, concealing himself in the golden spots on its body, showing off his might, but he didn't notice at all that his words had brought immense shock to the three people.

  Is Hu Gao the boss of Flame Cloud Crocodile?!!