The size of the Water Death Siren is about the same as that of the six ordinary people, and it is dozens of times less than the Dragon Whale Clan. However, after this Water Death Siren transformed into an octopus, it is extremely huge. With a roll of tentacles, you can easily sweep hundreds of Dragon Whale Clan masters.

Before Zhang Zhifeng arrived, two Dragon Whale Clan Saints were fighting against this "big octopus". Seeing Zhang Zhifeng rushing towards them, they were naturally happy and immediately flashed away from the terrifying sea monster, or were afraid that Zhang Zhifeng's powerful attack power would accidentally hurt him.

Zhang Zhifeng's attack methods have always been very monotonous, and it seems more obvious in the battle with masters, which makes him very dissatisfied. But obviously, the Water Dead Siren does not think so. In their opinion, it is enough to practice such a powerful attack with a good move.

One trick can be eaten all over the world.

The "Big Octopus" was obviously afraid of Zhang Zhifeng. He did not care about the reputation of the saint at all, and fled away in a hurry, which was very embarrassed. It was not an exaggeration to run away with his head in his arms.

Zhang Zhifeng's face darkened, and his golden fingers bounced continuously.

The situation was a little bad. The finger force that Zhang Zhifeng shot from afar could not hurt the huge squid saint who had transformed. On the contrary, the guy suddenly retreated, but retreated to the steel walls accumulated by tens of thousands of squid cultivators. Facing the well-trained army of cultivators, even Zhang Zhifeng could only avoid his edge.

Zhang Zhifeng snorted coldly, turned his eyes to look at the last target.

The little girl? The old witch? What about her? In Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, he only believes that this is an enemy, an enemy who is about to be killed by himself.

The little girl was very cruel in her attack. Every attack would take away the life of a Dragon Whale expert. Her hands were dry and like chicken feet. She was obviously not a real child.

She seemed to feel Zhang Zhifeng's gaze, stopped the killing in her hands, avoided the attack of a Dragon Whale Clan Saint, and stared at Zhang Zhifeng coldly.

However, although she seemed calm, Zhang Zhifeng noticed her continuous retreat. It was obvious that if Zhang Zhifeng really rushed towards her, she would definitely retreat immediately to the back of the army.

"Then let me see how fast you are!"

Zhang Zhifeng grinned. When the "little girl" instinctively felt something was wrong, she swung a big circle with her left arm, stretched and contracted her right hand, and her arms raised muscles. A huge bow that suddenly appeared between her arms was already stretched and turned into a full moon!

“Buzz…”

The light and shadow flashed, and more than a hundred golden-armored gods each carried a ball of golden light, gathered together and turned into a golden arrow on the giant bow!

“Duh!”

Zhang Zhifeng loosened his bowstring, and the golden arrow left the string, and rushed towards the "little girl" like lightning.

The little girl screamed shrillly, knowing that she could hide, dozens of tentacles suddenly popped up on her body, and in an instant, they pulled more than a dozen tribe members and lined them up in front of her. At the same time, she sprayed out a mouthful of mucus like egg white to face the golden arrow.

Sexy sex...

As expected, more than a dozen ordinary squad demons exploded immediately and died, while the golden long arrows continued to cast, and instantly rushed to her eyebrows.

At this moment, an arm suddenly appeared on the side, a small hand, but he tightly held the golden arrow. The sharp arrow that was as fast as thunder was actually held by him.

Zhang Zhifeng narrowed his eyes. This is the master of the Water Demon, and he finally took action.

"Who is that guy? When did the Shuidan Siren tribe have such a saint?" Xiang Fei communicated with the old man of the Dragon Whale tribe beside him and asked.

"I don't know, our two tribes have been fighting for hundreds of years. Who doesn't know each other yet? But I really haven't seen that person before!"

Just as the Water Dead Siren tribe was guessing the origin of Zhang Zhifeng, the cultivators of the Dragon Whale clan did not know the origin of this man, and were secretly guessing his origin. However, the difference is that Zhang Zhifeng was obviously a big six person, while that man was the authentic Water Dead Siren tribe.

"burst!"

Zhang Zhifeng smiled, snorted coldly, and held his upright palms suddenly. The long arrow made of the golden-armored gods suddenly burst out from the middle. Jiantou shot suddenly in front of him, instantly breaking the "little girl's head. Then, several golden-armored gods sucked desperately, and in a blink of an eye, swallowing the master of the water-death sirens.

Buzz...

The sirens man felt that his hand slipped, and many golden-armored gods had already slipped out of his palms and disappeared into the air. In fact, he returned to Zhang Zhifeng's storage space.

"You?" The man raised his eyebrows angrily, and a huge water ball appeared in his hand. His temperament became as sharp as a blade, and he rushed towards Zhang Zhifeng with a sharp whistling sound.

Zhang Zhifeng smiled faintly, his eyes narrowed unconsciously. As expected, the man's black fish skin colored thin scales, and among the dense colored thin scales, many of them were refined by the scales of the golden fish human race that were used! And the other scales must be powerful fish human races.

There was a burst of anger in Zhang Zhifeng's heart. He felt that the strange sound wave that caused people to kill each other at first must have been the hands of this guy!

The man in color did not rush towards Zhang Zhifeng directly. His flight was constantly rising and falling. Zhang Zhifeng noticed that when he descended, the corners of his clothes were always slightly stuck to the sea water. Then he saw a brilliant flow of colored scales, which condensed a majestic force.

"The power of the sea? Senior brother seems to have said that this is the talent of their clan..."

Zhang Zhifeng's brows frowned even tighter.

"I haven't learned the saint's combat skills yet. If I hadn't borrowed the giant bow and the golden-armored gods, killing the two ordinary saints of the water will be a problem. This one is obviously much stronger. It's more than ten times that of mine in terms of cultivation, it would be a bit troublesome."

Zhang Zhifeng's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were staring at the man in the colorful clothes of the Siberian clan without blinking.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, a loud roar, his muscles thumped, and his right arm fell out like a large steel pillar.

Bang!

Zhang Zhifeng's iron fist hit a colorful light hard, and the colorful light immediately exploded, as dazzling as fireworks. At this time, more colorful lights attacked from all directions. Zhang Zhifeng kept moving and moving, his arms danced into a whirlwind, and in the sound of slapping, he successively fought against the colorful lights.

But the man in colorful clothes waved his sleeves, and his sleeves were particularly wide. The wind and clouds surging in the waving sleeves. A bunch of colorful light condensed from him and hit Zhang Zhifeng. He himself turned into a large figure, rotating around Zhang Zhifeng.

"This kind of attack cannot hurt me." Zhang Zhifeng said in a deep voice, but he was a little surprised. He used all his strength to touch the bone and ear skills, but he could not find the other party's real position.

"I must practice quickly and adapt to the power of the saints. I have learned a lot in the process of becoming a saint, so I have to integrate it as soon as possible!"

Zhang Zhifeng knows his shortcomings very well. It is easy for ordinary saints to deal with, but when encountering such a peak-level holy master, his previous tricks are no longer easy to use.

"Is that true?" The man in Caiyi sneered. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a figure flashing in front of him. Zhang Zhifeng's huge fist had already grown rapidly in front of him.

"If you speak, you will not blame me if you reveal your figure." A hint of mockery flashed in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes. Do you still want to hide your body when you speak within the range of his ear skills? Tsk tsk, isn't this asking for death?
Chapter completed!