In the face of the opponent's attack, Xia Feng remained unmoved, quietly standing in place.
A punch, a kick, a palm strike... No matter what move the opponent made, Xia Feng only defended with indifference.
Cloud Elephant gritted his teeth and pulled out a giant axe, while Xia Feng simultaneously drew the Qingxue Sword. Yet, he still did not attack, only continuously parrying the opponent.
He was feeling, feeling the power enhancement brought by the Martial Emperor, understanding the strength of his own body.
Xia Feng's advancement was too fast, with too little combat experience. To truly exert the power of the Martial Emperor, he first needed to familiarize himself with his abilities.
"Bastard, are you playing with me?!"
Seeing Xia Feng easily dodge his attacks again and again, Cloud Elephant flew into a rage.
"You're too weak, didn't you have a meal?" Xia Feng frowned, seemingly unsatisfied, "Or is this the full extent of a Celestial Tier Martial Venerable's power?"
