Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 80 - 78 First Battle with a Minister-level Wraith

Chu Feng twisted his body to avoid the attack, finally bringing the Wraith Demon into his attack range.

With a low shout, the vortex of True Force within his Dantian spun wildly, emitting True Force that followed a bizarre path through his meridians, turned into a pale red color, and surged into his arms.

Suddenly, his fist, as big as a bowl, lit up with a red glow, as if it was coated with a layer of fierce flames!

The fists, enshrouded in red light, drew an arc through the air, striking at the Wraith Demon’s chest and abdomen.

The latter was not in a hurry to retract his slashing claws; in a fluid movement, he brought his elbow up to block Chu Feng’s incoming fist.

“Bang!”

“Aaargh—Damn insect!”

A muffled sound followed by an explosion of red light where the two clashed!

Upon impact, Chu Feng, who was not as strong as his opponent, was pushed back two steps by an elbow strike, his fist feeling as if it had hit an iron wall, his robust muscles slightly aching.

But the next second, the Wraith Demon let out a miserable shriek as it felt a torrent of molten-iron-like human True Force utterly disregarding its tough physique, bursting into its flesh and rampaging inside like a wild beast on a destructive path.

In the brief moment after the exchange, its entire arm turned blood red, emitting faint wisps of green smoke and completely losing sensation.

While the Wraith Demon raged, it looked at Chu Feng warily, especially at his hands that were enveloped in red light.

It was one of the few Wraith Demons with a decent brain, and along with its brute strength, its clear mind contributed to its eminent position.

Being adept at learning from experience, it touched its limp arm with its other claw, a warning bell ringing in its mind.

This kid was really off!

In its eyes, this human was just a newly Foundation-Established Martial Artist; over the years, it had killed countless such small insects.

Yet such a small insect managed to keep up with its speed, penetrated its inner circle, and even used some bizarre Martial Technique to disable its arm!

The arm issue wasn’t a major problem; the Mother Tree could easily arrange for a graft, producing some high-quality sap to absorb, and that would be enough to regenerate the arm.

The real issue was, since when have human Martial Artists become so fierce?

This kid had a trick up his sleeve!

If the human Martial Artists were capable of matching the Demon Emissaries as soon as they achieved Foundation Establishment, they would have driven them back home long ago, or according to Longhua People’s views, they would have simply exterminated them!

It was known that the ability of the Human Race to contend against their Sacred Race (as the Demon Clan referred to themselves), besides their spirit that was ready to die on the battlefield, was due to their reproduction!

They could even outbreed most of the Demon Clans, with a particularly high survival rate for their offspring, and they produced an enormous number of new Martial Artists each year who grew rapidly.

It was thanks to the large number of rapidly growing warriors and modern weapons that they had managed to withstand the assaults from both Demon Clans and Demons.

Now that they had discovered a Human Race genius capable of fighting above his level, how could they let him go?

They must strangle him in the cradle!

Otherwise, if they weren’t careful, in a few decades the Human Race might have another pillar to support them!

The best course of action was to first capture him alive, figure out the extent of the young man’s abilities, then finish him off!

With that in mind, the Changmo let out a roar, no longer intending to let Chu Feng dodge. It lunged at him again with even greater speed. Its long claws tore through the air with the sound of space breaking as it slashed at him.

The latter remained calm, and seeing that he couldn’t dodge, he decided not to try. With hands burning with a red glow, he blocked the Changmo’s arms and then countered with a lock!

A series of crackling sounds rang out, followed by another scream from the Changmo. To its horror, the red light emanating from Chu Feng’s hands was extremely hot. As it crawled up the Changmo’s arm, it began to burn frenziedly!

The Changmo, in pain, tried to withdraw its arm, but found that Chu Feng’s grip was incredibly firm, even lifting its whole body without letting go.

Enraged, it simply lashed out with a huge foot.

Chu Feng immediately lifted his knee to block the enemy’s big foot. After the collision, he cursed inwardly, damning the brute strength of the Demons. The kick was so powerful that it left his lower body numb.

The lower halves of their bodies became a battlefield, with legs clashing in attack and defense, bangs and clangs resounded without end. But the arm of the Changmo that had been trapped was quickly burning through.

In the end, Chu Feng was kicked away by the Changmo, but in the struggle, he took the enemy’s entire arm, scorched black, with him!

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The Changmo, looking at its arm being torn away, felt the severe pain give way to panic and fear.

It had only stopped Chu Feng to check for any gaps and prevent any fish from slipping through the net and returning to nature. It hadn’t expected to miss the fish but intercept a strange dragon crossing the river!

It was already bad enough that this fellow could fight against a Demon Emissary. Although it didn’t understand why, its physical strength was indeed only slightly inferior to an Emissary.

But this strange martial technique of his was difficult to comprehend. What level was this martial technique, what realm? How could it completely ignore its defenses and cause real damage with every hit?

No, it must leave and report to the Mother Tree, asking the Mother Tree to quickly capture this human cub!

Thinking of the Mother Tree made the Changmo’s mind drift for a moment, and then it remembered.

This kid, wasn’t he the first person depicted in the anthology issued by the Mother Tree?

It had to inform the Mother Tree!

So, to Chu Feng’s astonishment, it let out a ferocious roar and then…

Turned tail and ran!

Running while flailing its limbs.

Chu Feng naturally wouldn’t let it escape, shouting loudly, “Scoundrel, where do you think you’re going!”

With that said, he immediately chased after it.

But the physical disparity was apparent, as the distance between them grew wider and wider. It seemed Chu Feng was about to lose the chase.

The Changmo even had the leisure to look back at him as it ran, its face full of mockery and provocation.

Not far ahead was their lair. Even from a great distance, they could hear the roars of its brethren, seemingly rushing in their direction.

As long as it could lure this kid to keep following a couple more steps, there would be no escape!

The Changmo took pride in its own cunning, unaware that behind it, Chu Feng took a deep breath and, mid-run, pulled in his chest and clenched his fists.

Immediately, the scorching red light that had been blazing intensely suddenly retracted, compressing into his fist.

This boiling force was so immense that his entire arm took on the appearance of being carved from red jade, the surrounding air beginning to subtly distort.

Then, his eyes widened, and his spiritual tentacles emerged, vibrating through the air following a mysterious rhythm, tracing arcane lines.

As the space ahead rippled, his figure abruptly vanished from the spot.