Chapter 107: Totem Attack

  "Master, shall we leave first?" The only remaining second-class martial artist who was protecting Bei Zhan in the back asked anxiously.

  "Leave?"

  Bei Ju Shan narrowed his eyes, unwilling to give up. "I won't leave, Feng Fan won't die that easily. If I recall correctly, a steward from our Wind family invited him to do something a year ago and rewarded him with a mid-grade defensive treasure as compensation after it was completed. He's not going to die so easily."

  As his voice fell, the sand in front of him scattered, and a disheveled figure slowly emerged. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed Feng Fan.

  But now he is in tattered clothes, his whole body charred black, his hair disheveled, and a faint blue electric current can be seen wandering on his body.

  His face was full of anger, as if he wanted to swallow someone whole.

  "You insignificant thing, if I don't swallow you today, I swear I'll never be a man!"

  Feng Fan's gaze was fixed on Hu Gao, his teeth clenched in anger, as if he wanted to swallow the latter whole.

  His aura was still relatively stable, and although the Wind Thunder Pearl's power was enormous, capable of instantly killing any second-stage Body Cultivation martial artist, he was a veteran third-stage Body Cultivation martial artist. With a mid-grade defensive treasure on his body, he barely managed to withstand Hu Gao's attack.

  "This old guy, unexpectedly didn't suffer any injuries, it turned out he had a defensive treasure."

  Hu Gaofeng saw that Feng Fan had a huge black shield in his hand, with complex symbol patterns drawn on it. He knew that this shield was definitely a defensive treasure and not some inferior goods, as it could even absorb the power of thunder and lightning.

  No wonder Feng Fan didn't have a single wound on him, it turned out that the attack energy had been weakened by him. The Wind and Thunder Pearl, which he had been reluctant to use all along, hadn't even managed to gain an upper hand!

  "Hu Shao, why don't you let me and Han Chong exercise our limbs?"

  Yun Feng walked forward and said, drawing out the long sword in his hand. The three of them were ready to join forces against Feng Fan. Now that their yuan power had recovered by about half, they could fight again.

  "It's all right, he can't kill me yet. You watch those other fellows and don't let one of them get away."

  Hu Gao waved his hand and blocked the two behind him, then he himself also walked past Feng Van in the direction of the wind.

  "This time, you must die!"

  Hu Gao surprisingly dared to walk towards him, and Feng Fan's eyes burned with even more intense anger. His body's yuan power surged violently, condensing into a six or seven meter long python behind him, swallowing and spitting out heaven and earth's yuan power. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into shape, then swallowed and absorbed even more majestic yuan power. On his head, a not small yuan power vortex condensed and formed.

  "You think you can get rid of me that easily? How naive. Hmph... My fire poison bomb hasn't been used yet, and today I'll test its power on your head."

  Hú Gāo flipped his palm, and nine fire poison bombs instantly appeared in his hand.

  "What is that thing?"

  Seeing a black object reappear in Hu Gao's hand, Feng Fan suddenly felt his legs trembling. Just now, he had relied on the defensive treasure of the middle grade to weaken the power of the Wind and Thunder Pearl, which was how he managed to survive. However, that treasure could not be used again for the time being. If Hu Gao still had even more powerful guys, then things would get really troublesome.

  "Mind your own business, he just used the Wind Thunder Pearl, what else could be more powerful? This time, I don't believe he can withstand my attack. Yuan Force Giant Python, swallow him alive for me."

  Feng Fan waved his hands and a giant python rolled over his head, like a huge wave roaring towards Hu Gao to kill him.

  At the same time, Hu Gao's fire poison bomb was also released from his hand, passing through Yuan Li's big wave and flying towards Feng Fan.

  Nine beads didn't carry a terrifying aura, but made Feng Fan feel a chill run down his spine. He wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. The explosive sounds continued to erupt around him, like thunderclaps, and after nine consecutive blasts, countless dark red gases rapidly spread out from his body, enveloping him within.

  "Bastard!"

  A mournful and terrifying scream echoed from within.

  On the other hand, Hu Gao was completely entwined by the Yuan Force python and couldn't break free. The surroundings were filled with fierce Yuan Force storms that would devour him whole, leaving no bones behind.

  "Hu Gao!" Han Chong exclaimed and rushed forward to save Hu Gao.

  "Don't be impulsive, this Yuan Li giant python is not something we can handle. Let's just wait aside, I believe Hu Gao brothers will definitely be able to withstand the opponent's attack, it's better for us to complete the task he entrusted to us."

  Yun Feng grabbed Han Chong's arm, at this moment if they rushed up, they might make things worse and even risk their own lives.

  "I'm poking your nose!"

  Han Cong cursed and reluctantly agreed, his cold gaze looking in the direction of Bei Ju Shan. With few powerful people left by his side, he was considering whether to take advantage of the situation and directly kill the mastermind behind this incident.

  Bei Ju Shan seemed to have sensed the malicious gaze from Han Chong, and when he saw that Feng Fan had thoroughly fallen into the red fire poison, his eyes changed several times, gritted his teeth, and finally decided to leave temporarily, turning around to walk away.

  However, he had just walked a few steps when he suddenly discovered that there were two abnormal and terrifying aura fluctuations coming from behind him. He quickly turned his head around and saw that above the heads of Yun Feng and Han Chong, there was a giant beast shadow that was at least three zhang high, letting out an angry roar towards him.

  Especially Yun Feng's totem, is a nearly ten-meter-high flying eagle, with wings flashing between, strong winds appear, swirling around, this is his sixth-order totem Blue Feathered Flying Eagle.

  Han Chong, although his totem was one level lower, but his Golden Mammoth totem was also a top-notch fifth-level totem.

  "What's going on? Are you two trying to stop me as well?"

  Seeing the two of them unleashing their Totems, Beijia Shan's brow furrowed tightly. He didn't have the confidence to confront a fifth-stage and sixth-stage Totem, but on the surface, he still maintained an icy expression, while in reality his mind was racing with thoughts.

  "You poke your nose! Don't you think you can just walk away like that?" Han burst out in anger.

  Bei Ju's eyelid twitched, a flash of fear in his heart, but he thought that Yun Feng and Han Chong had not yet recovered from the previous battle, while on his side, apart from himself, there were four Tong Ti Jing Wu warriors, with more than enough strength to kill them.

  "Please, the four of you, come with me and take action. Kill those two people, and if anyone kills one of them, I will reward 1 million gold coins." Bei Ju-Shan loudly shouted in anger. These four warriors were not from his own household, but rather had been gathered by him using the prestige of the Northern Household. Now he had no choice but to lower himself and ask them to take action against Han Chong.

  Killing two heavily injured first-class warriors is worth one million!

  Four martial artists suddenly turned red-eyed, one million gold coins, what a concept, even as an ordinary person can be rich and powerful, they immediately launched their strongest attack, even condensing the totem, rushing towards Yun Feng and Han Chong.

  "You take care of that one Body Refining Realm second stage cultivator, I'll handle the other three first stage ones. Finally, let's leave Northern Frost to me, how about it?" Han Chong smiled and said.

  "That's good, I'm still missing a treasured sword anyway." Yun Feng waved his left hand, which held a fine steel sword with many gaps, and stared at the red treasured sword in the hand of that Tong Ti realm second stage cultivator, nodding his head in satisfaction.

  "Beep beep!"

  A deafening three-tone whistle burst forth from the Golden Mammoth's trunk, and then it retracted its front legs, stuck out its big buttocks, shook its head, and with a pair of golden curved elephant tusks, made three swift stabs at the empty air in front of the three fully armed warriors. The three men let out a blood-curdling scream as two puffs of blood mist exploded from their chests, sending them flying backward to their deaths without even knowing how they died.

  "How is it possible?"

  That second-stage martial artist's body froze, his eyes filled with fear. If the golden mammoth's attack had targeted him just now, he would probably have ended up in a similar state. The way this high-level totem attacked was not something someone like him, who only had a second-stage totem, could imagine.

  "Run!"

  He didn't even think about it and turned around to run away.

  "Yū!"

  But just then, a sharp cry rang out behind him, and the terrifying sound of breaking wind also rang out. He only felt that his body was pierced by something, as if something had been scooped out, accompanied by an excruciating pain that tore his heart and lungs apart, and he lost all consciousness.

  "He's dead! He actually died just like that! How could they... how could they be so ruthless..."

  Bei Ju Shan watched as the four Tong Ti Jing Wu Zhe were so easily killed by Yun Feng Han, and felt a chill run down his spine, his heart racing with fear.

  He himself is also a second-order Totem Realm cultivator, but in front of such a powerful totem, he doesn't even have the thought of resisting.

  That martial artist of the second stage of the Unity Realm didn't know how he died, but he had personally witnessed the entire process in that instant.

  Yun Feng's Blue Winged Flying Eagle simply swung its claws in the air, and four blue flying darts pierced into the back of that warrior. Immediately after, the four darts transformed into an eagle claw that was inserted into his body, digging out a thumping heart from the warrior's back!

  The two of them have totems that actually both possess long-range attack capabilities!

  He finally understands now that a true martial artist's methods are only on the Totem, not the Origin Technique or Origin Power.

  Suddenly, he felt a cold gaze fall on him, with an air of killing intent.

  "Han Chong, I am a member of the Bei family! If you kill me, you won't be able to escape unscathed!" Bei Jianshan looked at Han Chong, at this moment he had to yield, otherwise he wouldn't know how he would die.

  "I poked your nose." Han Chong furrowed his brow, "So what, who knows it was me who moved?"

  With a loud crash, the Golden Mammoth raised its buttocks, expressionless, and aimed its long tusks at Beizhushan. The fierce gust of wind didn't give Beizhushan even a slight chance to escape, directly piercing two holes in his body, like two large nostrils, with blood gushing out.

  "It's finally settled."

  Yun Feng and Han Chong exchanged a smile, their faces somewhat pale. The exertion of the Graphite had been too great for them to bear, not only in terms of yuan power consumption but also spiritual exhaustion. It would take at least three days or more for them to fully recover.

  But they are now apparently not concerned about this point, but instead turn their attention to the other side, where the rolling yuan force is raging on the spot. Not far away, Feng Fan, who was wrapped in dark red fire poison, was struggling hard against the fire poison.

  Fortunately, most of the fire poison has been purified, although there is still a large amount left, he can still cope with it. Of course, in order to deal with the fire poison, he must pay some terrible price.