Kacha … Kacha …

The forty people who broke into the Huangfu Clan kept making sounds as if their joints were breaking and growing. At the same time, their bodies began to rapidly grow taller and sturdier.

At first, Jiang Feng thought that they would become the appearance of Huangfu Ji’s bodyguard, Ah Niu. However, what he did not expect was that the bodies of these forty people changed rapidly, and they actually turned into the appearance of nearly three meters tall and their long hair loose.

The most iconic thing was that there was actually a black elemental talisman on their chests.

Other people might not know what that elemental talisman was, but Jiang Feng was extremely familiar with it.

That was clearly the Demonic Martial Primordial Talisman!

Back in the Sea God Temple, the descendant of the female cochlea had given Jiang Feng a copy of the Demonic Martial Secret Manual. After cultivating, Jiang Feng began to know the Demonic Martial Primordial Talisman.

Right now, there was also a Demonic Martial Yuan Talisman in his dantian. However, it was only an embryonic form, and it was very different from the real Demonic Martial Yuan Talisman.

Jiang Feng didn’t even try to use any magical techniques in his battles with others now. It was all for the sake of refining the Demonic Martial Yuan Talisman as soon as possible.

This was because only by refining the Demonic Martial Yuan Talisman would Qi appear in his body. Only with Qi would he be able to cultivate the Demonic Martial Technique, thus exerting the true power of the Demonic Martial Disciple.

But now, he saw the Demonic Martial Yuan Talisman on the forty people in front of him. How could Jiang Feng not be shocked?

However, he was still puzzled as to why their Demonic Martial Yuan Talismans were placed in front of his chest instead of in his dantian.

Also, when ordinary people cultivate the Devil Martial Arts, their physical bodies will not grow taller at most. Why were they about the same height as the Purgatory Demon Lord?

As soon as these two questions arose in Jiang Feng’s heart, he immediately got a guess.

Could it be that the people in front of them had found the corpses of the Demon Martial Clansmen and extracted their DNA to fuse with their bodies, which was why these people had become like this?

As soon as this speculation appeared in Jiang Feng’s heart, he immediately felt that this was very likely the truth.

“Since that’s the case, then let me test how many abilities you people have inherited from the Demon Martial Clansmen!”

Jiang Feng thought in his heart, and he shouted, “These people are very strong in close combat. Be careful!”

“Yes.” Zhou Yurou, Han Chuxue, and the others all replied.

Jiang Feng’s figure flickered as he stepped on the Ghost Shadow Illusory Steps and rushed towards the group of people who were hiding in the Hidden Dragon Restriction.

After using the Phantom Ghost Steps, Jiang Feng’s body instantly transformed into many shadows.

Before the people in the courtyard could distinguish which of them were Jiang Feng’s shadows and which were the real Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng’s incomparably fierce punch had already struck out.

The sound of his fist breaking through the air whistled as he waved it. At the same time, a fire mark appeared in the air.

The fire mark wrapped around Jiang Feng’s fist and instantly formed a fiery red fist shadow the size of a casserole in the air, as if the fist was cast from magma.

Bang!

Jiang Feng’s punch landed on the abdomen of the person in front of him. As his fist landed, the surrounding space seemed to tremble.

Pu!

The person who was struck by this punch immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His entire body formed an extremely exaggerated “V” shape.

This “V” shape was like a straight wooden stick that had been snapped from the middle to form a “V” shape.

It was obvious that Jiang Feng’s punch had directly interrupted the Hidden Dragon Reformed Man’s body from the middle.

After the remoulded man fell to the ground, his body didn’t even tremble. He was clearly dead.

Through this punch, he combined his understanding of the Demon Martial Arts Ji with his own. Jiang Feng estimated that the strength of these reformers was roughly at the fourth stage of the first stage of the Devil Martial Age.

This was the Mortal Realm Body Refinement Stage of the Demon Martial Age

Why are you so sure?

In fact, it was very simple. If the strength of these reformers were lower than the Worldly Realm Body Refinement Stage, the punch Jiang Feng had used with all his might just now would definitely be able to tear their bodies apart.

If they were above the Mortal Realm Body Refinement Stage, Jiang Feng’s punch would at most severely injure them, and it was impossible for them to be killed with a single punch.

Jiang Feng had once made a comparison. The Mortal Realm of the Devil Martial Clansmen should be no different from the Brightness of Martial Artists and the Qi Transformation Realm of Warlocks.

However, when fighting at the same level, it didn’t take into account external factors such as spirit artifacts, top-grade weapons, and excellent movement techniques. Demonic martial artists should be stronger than martial artists, and martial artists should be stronger than Warlocks.

Of course, this was only to say that paper strength was like this.

There would be far too many uncertain factors in a real battle. If one was careless, it was possible that the strong would be defeated by the weak.

For example, Jin Shizun, who had been tortured in Jiang Feng’s sea of consciousness all day, had fallen into that state because he underestimated his enemies.

After confirming the strength of these reformers, Jiang Feng felt much more relieved.

Although Jiang Feng estimated that even a peak Mortal Realm Demon Martial Clansman would have a headache if they encountered a Soul Transformation Realm Warlock.

However, Han Chuxue’s group’s strength was not much different from the Void Returning Realm, so they could basically be said to be more than enough to deal with these reformers.

Not to mention himself, just using his physical strength alone was enough to kill these transformers.

With that in mind, Jiang Feng’s heart was filled with killing intent.

Ghost Shadow Illusory Steps was pushed to the limit by Jiang Feng. “Pu!” Lin Feng’s voice rang out continuously.

Jiang Feng punched out seven times in a row, instantly killing seven transformers.

It had to be said that this feeling of killing with pure physical strength was really not bad. Jiang Feng felt a sense of relief, which made him infatuated with this feeling.

However, as soon as this thought arose, Jiang Feng’s heart skipped a beat. He quickly restrained his mind and forcefully suppressed the pleasure in his heart.

As a Warlock, Jiang Feng knew very well that this feeling of pleasure was actually a sign that someone was too strong and lost in strength.

Actually, it wasn’t just Warlocks, martial artists would also lose their way in strength. Ordinary people would also lose their way.

Normally, we would find that a lot of rich people around us would suddenly become very annoying.

They suddenly became moody, they suddenly became lecherous and greedy, they often sneered at people. They call this behavior “being yourself”, but it’s just getting lost in the power of money.

While Jiang Feng was restraining himself, Zhou Yurou and the others also committed suicide.

In an instant, the forty transformers that Hidden Dragon didn’t use were instantly reduced to about twenty people.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to kill them all in one go, the twenty or so people suddenly let out a long howl at the same time.

Immediately after, they lined up in a vertical row, with one person leading the line, and the rest of them all stretched out their palms to the back of the previous person one by one.

Very quickly, Jiang Feng discovered that the Demonic Martial Yuan Talisman on the chest of this person had begun to change. First, it split into two Demonic Martial Yuan Talismans, then three!

Can the Demonic Martial Primordial Talisman be split apart?

This time, even Jiang Feng was a little confused, because the Demonic Martial Ji only recorded the quality of the Demonic Martial Origin Talisman, corresponding to different levels of strength. It had never been said that the Demonic Martial Origin Talisman could be split apart.

When the three Demonic Martial Elemental Talismans simultaneously emitted a dazzling black-purple light on the chest of the person at the front of the line, the bodies of all the transformers behind him suddenly shrunk rapidly.

In the end, they even kept cracking and cracking. In the end, it was as if their bodies were completely empty, leaving only a piece of skin lying on the ground.

Even though Jiang Feng was accustomed to life and death and had thought of the cruel scene of the eighteen levels of hell in his cultivation, he couldn’t help but feel his scalp numb.

Jiang Feng couldn’t help but feel some fear in his heart when he used nearly twenty sacrifices to exchange for the last remaining person.

Zhou Yurou’s two swords trembled and she was ready to attack the last reformer.

Jiang Feng hurriedly pulled her back as she skipped by Jiang Feng’s side.

“Wait a moment, let me test his depth.”

Jiang Feng did not quite understand what the three Demonic Martial Elemental Talismans represented. In order to be cautious, he stepped on the Ghost Shadow Illusory Steps and rushed forward. His seemingly incomparably fierce punch was actually just an illusory move.

What is the required trick? He didn’t use all of his strength in one punch, so that he could retreat at any time if he found something was wrong.

After Jiang Feng approached the remoulded man, he felt a strong sense of unease in his heart as he waved his fist halfway.

He didn’t even think about it, and immediately prepared to withdraw his moves before turning around and fleeing.

As a result, the moment Jiang Feng withdrew his fist, he suddenly felt an extremely strong pressure coming from his right side.

As for his right fist that was about to retreat, it was as if it was locked by a steel hoop, and it was unable to retreat at all.

He glanced at it with his remaining light and surprisingly discovered that the remoulded man who had just stood in front of him had arrived beside him at some unknown time.

The remoulded man pulled Jiang Feng’s right hand with a height of more than three meters and lifted him up.

Bang!

The floor tiles shattered and sand and gravel flew up.

Jiang Feng was waved in the air like a whip by the remoulded man, and then he was thrown to the ground abruptly.

If an ordinary person was beaten like this, his bones would definitely be shattered and he would undoubtedly die.

But Jiang Feng was fine. His body was the body of the Qilin Divine Soul, so he wouldn’t be killed just like that.

However, this was enough for Jiang Feng to drink a pot. For a moment, he felt as if his internal organs were churning.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to think of a way to free himself, the remoulder suddenly grabbed Jiang Feng’s right hand and squatted on the ground, throwing him to the left and right.

Jiang Feng felt as if he was riding a roller coaster. However, everyone else on the roller coaster stopped safely. He was just riding the roller coaster and directly hit the mountain wall.

“Let him go!”

“Big brother Jiang Feng!”

When Zhou Yurou and the others saw Jiang Feng being beaten like this, their heartache was so great that tears almost fell out of their eyes.

The cyan cloth in Li Bingwei’s hand flew out. The cloth began to wrap around the person’s legs and wrapped around the person’s two halves.

Shangguan Yunyan’s cyan sword instantly grew larger and flew out to take the heart of the transformed person.

Jiang Feng was directly thrown out by the remoulded man. His body did not even have the slightest ability to resist, and he was instantly thrown out of the Huangfu Clan.