Chapter 143: Can you restore your cool attitude?
In an instant, the Flame Dragon swallowed up the wind blade and pounced towards the slightly dazed White Wolf Lord. Although this great demon had spent a long period of comfortable years in the mountains, it had also experienced bloody battles and hovered on the brink of life and death several times.
The fire dragon, with its sharpness and masculine power, made the great demon's mind tense. With a roar, it seemed as if tangible spiritual energy burst out from its mouth. The bright spiritual light gushed out and collided with the fire dragon that pounced down.
boom--
As the dazzling and blinding light burst out, a violent impact suddenly swept through the mountains and forests, blowing off and withering some of the tender buds and leaves that had just grown in the early spring.
"This human kid..."
The White Wolf Lord was in a slightly depressed mood, and he was quite merciful when he attacked. After all, he felt that he did not know this human boy well. What if he got hurt by a serious blow?
But I didn't expect that this human boy had no scruples at all and attacked with all his strength. I guess he knew the gap between them, so he gave it his all?
Although I can understand this, this guy is really hateful!
Chant!
The dragon roared again, and a fire dragon sword energy that was slightly larger than before swooped down again. The White Wolf Lord began to realize that something was wrong, but the sword energy was so sharp that he had to deal with it calmly.
Just when it exploded again, the sword energy was extinguished, and another stronger fire dragon sword energy fell, hitting it hard without any mercy.
Roar--
The big monster roared, and the blazing sun flame that had wrapped it was torn apart in an instant. It was not a ghost, and if strictly speaking, it could not even be called a monster, so the sun flame did not cause any special harm to it.
But even so, some of the big monster's hair was burned by the flames and curled slightly , which made the White Wolf Lord even more angry because it had already reacted.
This rude human boy was just as he said, he was using it to test out his sword, taking the mighty mountain monster as a target to test the power of his sword, so he put all his strength into it and left no room for error.
But even if he had realized it, the White Wolf Lord could do nothing, because another flaming dragon sword energy was flying down, and he had to meet it and face it. The sharp and hot sword energy seemed to have its own intelligence.
Moreover, even if it could dodge, it would not dodge, because the one swinging the sword was just a human child, and besides, this place was its nest.
"Please be patient for now. This boy is not as strong as me. If he continues to squander his strength, he will be exhausted in less than ten strikes!"
Although the White Wolf Lord was surprised at the power in Feng Qing'an's body, he was just surprised. This power was far inferior to his. Although it was considerable, it would not take long for him to completely consume the sword given by the mountain god. By then, he could easily control this boy.
The fact was just as the White Wolf Lord had expected. Due to Feng Qing'an's unrestrained squandering, the power of the flaming sun in his body was soon consumed completely. Even the flaming wings behind him could not support him. The figure hovering in the air had to slowly descend and land on the ground.
"Have you exhausted your strength, you ignorant human child? You could have used up the sword of the Mountain God to fight me for a while, but now you just swung out a few useless sword energies and used up your strength. How can you be worthy of my daughter following you?"
Seeing Feng Qing'an falling to the ground, the White Wolf Lord was not in a hurry to return the humiliation he had just suffered. Instead, he looked down at the young man condescendingly, preaching and questioning him at the same time.
"Exhausted? Why do you have such a misconception about me?"
Feng Qingan was puzzled, because he was the master of celestial beasts!
"Um?!"
Just when the White Wolf Lord was confused by Feng Qing'an's words, it suddenly widened its eyes and looked at the eerie demonic energy bursting out of Feng Qing'an's body in extreme surprise.
Feng Qing'an, who had just mastered the power of Yangyan, turned into an evil and charming young man with demonic aura in the blink of an eye. Although his facial features remained basically unchanged, his temperament and the power he possessed were completely different.
"The power of the Phantom Wolf, what are you doing..."
How could the White Wolf Lord not recognize this familiar power? But before it could speak, the young man, who it had just determined to have exhausted his power, swung the Green God Sword at it.
A pale blue demon dragon roared and flew out from the sword. It was even more powerful than the Flame Dragon Sword Qi just now, because compared to the power of Yangyan, he was more familiar with the demon power of Black Mountain.
Roar!
Even though the White Wolf Lord was full of confusion and puzzlement, he had no experience in getting to the bottom of the matter at the moment, so he could only destroy the demon dragon that was rushing towards him.
To it, this demon dragon sword energy is far more troublesome than the fire dragon sword energy just now, because this is the demon power from the ghost wolf, and the power contained in it can even burn the soul. Even if it is a big demon, it will be very troublesome if its soul is hurt.
In the blink of an eye, the White Wolf Lord, who had just caught his breath, was suppressed by Feng Qing'an again. He had no power to fight back and had to become the target of Feng Qing'an's sword testing again.
And every time, Feng Qing'an poured the demonic power in his body into the Qingshen Sword in his hand, until the sword tip trembled. He felt he could no longer control it, so he swung the sword and slashed it down!
He had never practiced any sword skills, and didn't know any sword skills. He just poured his strength into it in a simple and unpretentious way, and then used the sword in his hand to chop it out.
Any swordsman with a little accomplishment would be filled with grief and indignation if he saw such behavior, and would denounce it angrily, wishing he could die in its place.
But Feng Qingan didn't care at this time. It wasn't that no one taught him. Besides, he also felt that the sword energy he chopped out was quite powerful. Didn't you see that this big monster could only passively take the beating? It couldn't even say a word.
"It's almost there. Hold on a little longer. His strength will soon be exhausted!"
Although he couldn't figure out what had happened to Feng Qing'an, the White Wolf Lord was very sure of one thing: even if Feng Qing'an had gained control of the Phantom Wolf's pressure for some unknown reason, this power would not be able to support him in swinging many swords.
So it just needs to grit its teeth and hold on a little longer. Soon it will no longer feel aggrieved. Then it will fight back and retaliate. It decides that it will never talk nonsense with Feng Qing'an again. It will first return all the humiliation it has suffered to him, and then ask him what it wants to know.
However, although some things were in line with the White Wolf Lord's expectations, some more important things were completely beyond his expectations. When the ghost wolf power in Feng Qing'an's body was almost consumed by him again, a whole new power emerged in his body.
But the power this time was completely different from the previous ones. This power only appeared for a moment, and the little white wolf who was watching nervously on the side, and the little white wolf's mother who was also a big demon white wolf, all showed horror in their eyes.
The White Wolf Lord, who had remained calm all along, was now filled with shock, because Feng Qing'an at this moment exuded an aura similar to that of a mountain god.
It had also seen this unique aura when it was traveling outside the mountain. It was the aura of a king, a power that was above all things and could rule over an area.
"How could you?"
"This is the last sword, Lord White Wolf!"
Feng Qing'an, with his long hair loose and his temperament becoming feminine, and his originally angular face beginning to become neutral, looked at the huge monster in front of him that was only slightly burned in its hair, and raised the Qingshen Sword in his hand high.
At this moment, the White Wolf Lord suddenly recalled the shadow of death and fear he felt when he encountered an angry demon king while traveling outside the mountains many years ago.
Unexpectedly, many years later, when it returned to the mountains, it once again recalled the fear that it had almost forgotten, which was the deterrence and oppression brought by a king.
"Wait a moment!"
The White Wolf Lord wanted to call for a stop, but Feng Qingan had already swung the sword in his hand.
This time, the power that Feng Qing'an injected into the Qingshen Sword did not change its nature because of the Dragon Tooth Sword. It was just an ordinary crescent-shaped sword light.
Boom boom
Behind the White Wolf Lord, there was a low mountain about a hundred feet high. With a roar, the top of the mountain slowly tilted down and slammed into the forest. Countless tree branches were buried in the earth and rocks, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.
The birds and animals foraging in the nearby woods fled madly into the distance. Even the sleeping beasts were awakened at this moment and fled for their lives!
"Why do you have the power of a king?"
On the furry face of the White Wolf Lord was an extremely human expression of disbelief. Its body tilted slightly, and as the mountains behind it collapsed, a large amount of sticky blood spurted out from its right forearm, as if a spring had been suddenly opened.
Snap!
The sound of heavy limbs falling to the ground was heard, blood splattered everywhere, and the area dozens of feet in front of the White Wolf Lord was completely stained with blood.
"Father!"
Seeing her father's front paw being cut off, the little white wolf rushed forward anxiously. She looked at the huge front paw smashed to the ground, and then at her father whose wound was still bleeding, and felt a little overwhelmed.
"Don't worry, it's just a broken claw!"
But at this moment, the White Wolf Lord, who had been severely injured, laughed loudly and seemed extremely happy. All the emotions that had been suppressed and accumulated in his heart were released after being hit by the sword.
"I am lucky to be able to survive under the power of a king!"
"Bai Yao, your father is a great demon. Besides, Master Feng, please show mercy and just connect the front claw. Nothing will happen!"
The big female wolf at the side came forward to comfort her daughter. Although the blood all over the ground was a bit bloody, it was really nothing to the couple. They had seen much more cruel scenes with their own eyes.
"Master Feng, thank you for showing mercy to my husband. I am also grateful that you can accept my daughter and let her follow you!"
After comforting her daughter, the mother wolf looked at Feng Qingan, who had already put away the Qingshen Sword, with a very humble attitude.
No matter how unreasonable and unbelievable Feng Qing'an is, the power he just displayed is real and can suppress everything.
"Master Feng, I hope you can forgive my previous offense for the sake of the Mountain God. I now truly understand why the Mountain God looks at you differently."
The White Wolf Lord, whose front paw was cut off, also changed his attitude at this moment and lowered his head to Feng Qing'an. He now believed in the mountain god and everything his daughter said, and was full of expectations for some things.
"I was originally worried about what would happen if my daughter encountered danger after following you out of the mountains. Now it seems that my worries were unnecessary!"
The White Wolf Lord, who had personally experienced how terrifying the power Feng Qing'an possessed was, was now full of confidence in Feng Qing'an.
It knew how young Feng Qing'an was now compared to humans. This was a very young age for most humans whose lifespan was no more than a hundred years. The little white wolf didn't dare to imagine how high he could reach in the future.
How could her daughter possibly meet with misfortune when following such a person? If she really died, there would be nothing to say. It could only be said that it was fate and she did not have the luck to become a king.
“…”
Feng Qing'an looked at the big demon couple who had become so polite in front of him, and could only sigh that it was too real.
He still remembered the expressions of the two great demons, especially the attitude of the White Wolf Lord, when he first found the two great demons because of Black Mountain and hoped that they would not interfere with the relationship between Little White Wolf and Black Mountain.
He was so angry that he went home immediately, carrying his elder brother's sword, and visited him for the second time. This allowed Black Mountain to play with its first love all over the mountain.
Now, after he borrowed the power of Donghuang and chopped with his sword, the two big monsters became more friendly than ever before. Even though they were chopped to pieces by him, they still smiled and looked extremely honored.
Although the body of the big monster is extremely strong, even if its claws are cut off, it can still be used as long as they are reattached, and there will not even be any impact, but doesn't it hurt after being hit by such a sword?
"You don't have to worry about safety. I won't go to any dangerous places. I will first walk around the major cities of the human race. Your daughter will be with me and will not be troubled by ghosts and gods, so there will naturally be no danger!"
Feng Qing'an is very confident . Compared to the now powerful and domineering ghost wolf Heishan, the little white wolf is full of spiritual charm. It is judged to be a spiritual beast, which is completely different from Heishan.
"The human race's big city? That's great. I didn't even get to see the human city back then. I never thought my daughter would have such a great opportunity now!"
The White Wolf Lord laughed cheerfully.
It is indeed a spiritual beast that grew up between beautiful mountains and rivers, but the ghosts and gods of the human race do not recognize it. In the eyes of those ghosts and gods, it is no different from a monster.
The human race’s judgment on spiritual monsters is very simple. They have owners and are raised by people. No matter whether they are filled with evil spirits or are surrounded by ghostly auras, they are all spiritual beasts and ghosts.
As for those without owners, that is easy. They are all demons that can be killed or captured. Of course, if one knows how to deal with the situation and is willing to bow his head, that is another matter.
"Lord White Wolf, please connect your claws first!"
Feng Qingan looked at the White Wolf Lord with his tail wagging behind him and wanted to say:
I admire your rebellious and cool attitude at the beginning. Can you return to it for a while?
