Jingfeng's figure was as fast as a flying arrow, moving around in the mountains and forests. Ordinary monks could not see his trace at all.
There are several tyrannical auras in the forest that are heading in the same direction as him. Of course, there are far more people with the same purpose.
The shaking feeling on the ground under his feet became more and more intense. Jingfeng knew that the beast tide was approaching, so he made a prompt decision and jumped to a big tree not far away, waiting for the beast tide to pass.
Boom!
The shocking noise was deafening, and the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked!
Deep in the mountains, countless ferocious monsters swarmed in groups. The ground continued to tremble violently, and wherever it passed, it was like a hurricane hitting, and countless trees and rocks fell to pieces.
Its attack is so fierce that even a strong person in the Tiantong realm would find it difficult to confront it head-on!
Among the figures walking with Jingfeng, the one with the lowest cultivation level was in the late stage of Tongliu realm, and the old Taoist protector of the Xu family who had previously had a bad time with him was also among them.
Jingfeng felt a sharp and fierce gaze staring at him, and there was no doubt that it came from this person.
After about two sticks of incense, the tide of beasts gradually subsided, and there were still a few ferocious beasts, which were nothing to be afraid of.
The cultivators headed towards the top of the mountain again. Jingfeng glanced at the old man, kept an eye on it, and continued to set off. When Xu Tongguang's old guard saw Jingfeng leaving, he immediately followed him.
Arriving at the mountainside, Jingfeng took out the Qi-Reviving Pill and stuffed it into his mouth, taking a short rest. He may have to face the mountain master during this trip, and it is hard to say that there are no practitioners with ulterior motives. He must treat it with caution.
Just as Jingfeng was thinking about it, several more powerful auras came up the mountain from the other side. He took a casual look, but was surprised to see a beautiful figure wearing a light green Qiluo shirt and a light smoke gauze.
Although the face is covered with a veil, Jingfeng can be sure that that plump and graceful figure is Bian Yue.
"Fairy sister!"
Jingfeng was overjoyed, he didn't expect to meet again so soon. Thinking of all the previous ambiguous scenes, Jingfeng couldn't help but feel his nasal passages heat up.
Hold it! Hold it!
Jingfeng calmed down, and when he regained consciousness, all the people on the other side had already gone up the mountain, and Bian Yue didn't seem to notice him.
Several practitioners who were with him also went up the mountain one after another, but Jingfeng was in no hurry to leave, and Xu Tongguang's protector behind him also stayed in place.
"Old senior, won't you go up?"
Jingfeng looked calm and said hello to the old man.
"No rush, I'm waiting for someone."
The old man put his hands behind his back and shook his head gently.
"Is it His Royal Highness who is waiting for you?"
"Haha, it seems we've waited."
The old man's eyes narrowed, and his face seemed to be smiling, but the palms behind his back had been bent into claw shapes.
Jing Feng felt that he was suddenly locked by an extremely terrifying aura, and his face immediately changed and he retreated.
"Young man is smart all your life but confused for a moment!"
The old man said with some regret, then stepped on his toes, and his figure floated out like a ghost, heading towards the scenery.
The old man's attack was extremely ruthless. He thrust out a claw and grabbed Jingfeng's vitals at an extremely tricky angle. The solid Qi left several white threads in the air, as if even the void could be torn apart.
"Broken Wind Fist!"
Jingfeng raised his sword eyebrows and punched out like a hammer, the force was majestic and brave. The true cyclone was on the arm, stirring up raging winds.
Although the two of them were testing each other, they did not dare to be careless at all. Their fists and claws touched each other, causing the air around them to churn and the wind continued to move.
The middle stage of the wanton spirit realm?
Jing Feng raised his eyebrows, already feeling the old man's cultivation, and the other party also knew that Jing Feng was in the early stage of the Forbidden Qi realm.
Seeing that he was not at a disadvantage at the hands of the old man, Jingfeng quickly distanced himself and said: "Senior, shouldn't a master like you be arrogant? How could you commit yourself to working for those princes and nobles?"
"Oh, when we get older, we don't have so many pursuits, and we don't have so much pride."
The old man put his hands behind his back, looking nonchalant.
"On the other hand, you, a junior, have the strength of the wanton realm at a young age. I'm afraid it will be immeasurable in the future. It's a pity..."
"What's a pity?"
Jingfeng's eyes became gloomy, as if he wanted to tear his skin apart.
"It's a pity that you have offended His Royal Highness. Even if I admire you again, I can't keep your life!"
"Huh, senior, I do think about me, but I, Jingfeng, can't be bullied by anyone."
The old man sighed and said quietly: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero. I thought you were a smart man."
Jingfeng didn't want to waste any more words with him and said in a deep voice: "Since senior is determined to kill me, why do you need to say so much?"
There was no emotion on the old man's face. He gave Jingfeng a cold look and suddenly took action.
Jingfeng knew that he had no room for maneuver, so he waved his hand and took out Elder Meng's broad-bladed saber to strike first.
He put his toes on the ground and stepped on the Swift Shadow Step, reaching extremely fast speed. Then he raised the knife and slashed it towards the old man's head. The hot true energy poured into the blade like a raging fire, but it instantly turned into a cold evil spirit. The spiritual weapon that was ten feet long was like a feather in Jingfeng's hands, changing in countless ways.
"Shadow Sword Technique!"
Jingfeng shouted loudly, opening and closing his arms like a long bow, and the huge blade of the sword slashed through the air, leaving an astonishing arc.
The old man didn't seem to care about Jingfeng's attack. When he got closer, he turned away and barely avoided the attack. But for this seemingly ordinary dodge, only a master can control the distance and timing so accurately.
But the next slash followed quickly, cutting across the void from bottom to top. In an instant, the wind howled with an astonishing force.
The old man still escaped calmly.
When Jingfeng saw this, his expression straightened, he waved his arm vigorously, and the third knife, faster and harder, struck from the top of his head.
"Boy, you are still too young, you can't even use a knife."
A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, his arms drew an arc in front of him, and he lifted them upwards with force.
Powerful true energy burst out from the old man's withered body, and the spiritual weapon rose into the sky against the scenery. Brutal winds rolled up around him, and countless vegetation was torn into pieces.
"boom!"
The collision of zhenqi caused shocking fluctuations, but this time Jingfeng did not flinch, adjusted his posture and struck out with another fierce blow.
"Actually, I have some knowledge of sword skills. Senior, you must be careful!"
He rushed to the old man in one step and slashed out with his knife.
"Evil Qi Jueying Knife!"
"Qiang Qiang!"
As soon as the sword came out, the spiritual weapon shone with cold light, and the true energy surrounding the spiritual weapon turned into terrifying sword rays one after another, the sinister and cold light was threatening.
"Finally something looks good."
The old man looked calm, and when he was about to raise his hand to fight back, something long and thin suddenly caught his eyes.
"Holy shit, what the hell!"
The old man didn't react for a moment, thinking it was some kind of hidden weapon, and was about to pick it off with his hands. As a result, Jingfeng's arrogant knife struck the old man's body in the next moment, tearing his skin and flesh immediately, leaving a shocking wound in front of the old man's body.
Strangely, the cold sword light seemed to be solid, causing the splattered blood to solidify instantly.
"Ah! You little beast!"
The old man opened the barrier on his eyes, only to see that the thing put back into Jingfeng's mouth turned out to be his tongue.
"Where did you learn sorcery? I think you are really tired of living!"
The old man's withered palms touched the cut flesh, and he suddenly became furious.
Jingfeng succeeded with one blow, but he still wanted to use the knife, and then struck again quickly.
"There are others, let you have a good look at them!"
I saw the cold and sinister sword light tearing through the air layer by layer, and just as it was about to hit the old man's head, the old man put his palms together and suddenly shot them out. Two rays of true energy formed a black and yellow palm print that was like substance, instantly destroying the layer of the old man's head. The layers of sword light exploded into pieces!
"Is this all you have? Then prepare to die!"
The old man shouted violently, and with a slight wave, a sharp long sword immediately jumped out of his hand. Killing intent suddenly arose in his body, and he raised the sword to kill Jingfeng.
"Suffer death!"
The spirit-attracting pattern on the sharp sword shines brightly, and the peak of the sword is like a rainbow, breaking through the misty wind, directly capturing the head on Jingfeng's neck.
"If you say you want to die, you think I'm stupid!"
The scenery became calm, and he quickly stepped backwards with his feet. But the old man was faster, like a ray of green light, piercing straight towards him.
Jingfeng hurriedly crossed the wide spiritual weapon to resist, but there was only a crisp "ding" sound. When he blinked, he saw the shadow of the old man nowhere in front of him!
"What's going on, where are the people?"
As he spoke, Jing Feng suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and the cold murderous intent behind him made him sober.
It was too late to turn around and resist!
Jing Feng secretly thought that something was wrong, and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about ways to defend against the enemy.
Is it now time to activate the golden body's magical power to withstand this sword? But there are still serious hidden injuries on the back...
At this point, I have no choice but to use that trick!
Jingfeng glanced behind him, thinking this. Originally, Jingfeng's biggest trump card was the physical giant spirit, but his body was injured by Li Changsheng, so it might be risky to use it forcefully.
Now he planned to use the Heluoyu Treasure Technique as a unique move, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.
"Since you insist on insisting, don't blame me! It's time to test the power of this magic on you!"
Two cold lights burst out in Jing Feng's eyes, like cold lightning, and before the old man raised his sword to strike down, he used a special move.
"Ho Luo Yu Bao Shu!"
Jing Fengfeng shouted, and his true energy instantly shot out from Jingfeng's back, forming a huge solid arm, which pressed on the old man's chest and suddenly pushed him out. Naturally, the old man's sword struck the air.
"What?!"
The old man was shocked. The scenery exceeded his expectations time and time again. He had never heard of this kind of magic that turns true energy into shape!
Jingfeng took the opportunity to turn around and fight back, flashing the sword in his hand and slashing towards the old man's face.
The old man hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but the blow failed. Jingfeng continued to slash, and the Zhang Xu spiritual weapon, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, was as light as nothing in his hand.
"Ding-ding-ding-dang-"
The light of the sword fell on the old man like a gust of wind and rain, and the sound of the collision of gold and iron could be heard endlessly.
"Ho Luo Yu Bao Shu!"
Jingfeng's whole body was full of murderous intent, and two thick arms made of true energy grew out of thin air under his ribs, hitting the old man's chest with one punch and one palm at the same time.
He Luoyu's treasure technique combined with the two moves of Breaking Wind Fist and Splitting Wind Palm, the old man was equivalent to receiving two heavy blows from Jingfeng. Immediately, his chest collapsed, his eye sockets were split, blood spurted out, and his whole body flew backwards. .
The He Luoyu Treasure Technique can exponentially increase Jingfeng's combat effectiveness. Even if the old man is a head above him in cultivation, he will still end up being crushed!
"What kind of magical power is this?"
"This is a treasure technique, not a magical power."
Jingfeng sneered, "It doesn't matter if I tell you, you are going to die anyway, this is the Heluoyu magic!"
