Chapter 145: Even if you lose, you must make the opponent peel off his skin
Lu Feng looked around and found that the location of this pseudo-voiced array was too abrupt, making it easy for people to enter by mistake.
This is the fourth level of the Black Ice Cliff. Anyone above the Condensing Core Realm can set foot on it, but those with the strength of the Condensing Core Realm will have no way to survive when encountering this formation of dull sounds.
Lu Feng wanted to inform the two hall masters of the formation hall, but the ban was restrictive. He could not leave before the expiration of the term unless he fainted. In desperation, he could only take out a few pieces of jade, referring to the air walls between each layer of the black ice cliff. , began to carve the air condensation pattern, planning to use an air wall-like formation to isolate the voiced sound array.
One, two... four, five...
Most of the day passed in a blink of an eye. More than ten air walls had been deployed in front of the Duoyin Formation. There were connections between each air wall, and their obstructive force was enough to block the soul masters in the Condensing Pan Realm.
Lu Feng felt the black ice and cold air intruding into his limbs and bones more and more, with a bitter look on his face. If he had gone out alone this time, without a month's worth of breathing control, he might not be able to clean it up.
"I don't know how Su Qing'er is doing at the bottom," Lu Feng dragged the cuffs and walked down.
When Lu Feng returned to the ground floor, he felt much more relaxed, and the sense of oppression around him was significantly reduced.
Looking around, Lu Feng found that Su Qing'er had left her original position. After searching, he finally found her in a more remote and cold corner.
"Why are you here?"
Lu Feng asked Su Qing'er, thinking that she wanted to use the stronger cold air to hone herself.
Seeing Lu Feng's return, Su Qing'er's quiet face immediately showed a hint of joy, and the worry between her brows quietly dissipated, and then she pursed her lips, looking very aggrieved.
"Not long after you left, three spirit masters also came in and were restrained. The spot we originally picked was the place where the coldest air was the thinnest. They jealously grabbed it."
Lu Feng saw that Su Qing'er's eyes were still a little red, showing that she had just cried.
A chill flashed in his eyes, "I'll go over and take a look. You wait here."
Seeing this, Su Qing'er quickly grabbed Lu Feng, with a worried look in her eyes, "Don't go, they are all martial arts masters above the fifth chakra realm. We are no match. They are only subject to a three-day ban. We must bear with it." Well, let’s wait until they leave before we go back.”
Lu Feng considered that Su Qing'er would still need to be restrained after he left, and it was not suitable to make enemies and cause trouble. He originally planned to just talk and intimidate her, but when he heard that those people would leave three days later, he immediately changed his mind.
"You can't be strong by simply being patient. Even if you lose, you have to make the other party peel off their skin," Lu Feng snorted coldly, let go of Su Qing'er's wrist, and walked away.
When Su Qing'er saw this, she was afraid that something might happen to Lu Feng, so she hurriedly chased after him.
When he returned to the place where he first stayed, Lu Feng found three men sitting there, one of whom he was very familiar with.
It was Yang Lan who was in the same group. Yang Lan who deliberately jumped in the queue when choosing a spiritual accommodation was also Yang Wu's younger brother.
Lu Feng was not familiar with the two people standing next to Yang Lan, but he vaguely seemed to have seen these two faces in the group.
Yang Lan looked at Lu Feng and Su Qing'er approaching, with a lustful smile on his lips: "Have you figured it out?"
Lu Feng frowned slightly and looked back at Su Qing'er.
Su Qing'er was immediately ashamed and angry, "Stop dreaming, I will never agree to practice dual cultivation with you."
Yang Lan put away his smile, glanced at Lu Feng with a cold expression, and then looked back at Su Qing'er: "If you don't agree to practice that joyful practice with me, then do you want to regain your territory when you come back?"
"Is it just him?" Yang Lan pointed at Lu Feng and said disdainfully: "With his little strength, you won't even be able to hold on for even a moment with your dual cultivation!"
The two companions beside him couldn't help laughing and mocking.
Su Qing'er's face turned red when she heard this, and when she was about to speak, a white light suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.
Looking at Lu Feng, he saw the latter's face was sullen and his fingertips were moving slightly. The white light that flashed away before was the jade piece he controlled by using the Yanxing Jue.
"Bah~"
The jade pieces flew past Yang Lan's fingertips at high speed.
Yang Lan blew on her fingertips in pain. The originally sharp nails had now become bald, and blood was dripping from the gaps between the nails.
If he had reacted a moment slower, his finger would have been severed.
"You are looking for death," Yang Lan roared angrily, with a frightened look on his face. He never imagined that Lu Feng, who was only at the first level of chakra, would dare to attack him directly like this.
Moreover, according to common sense, shouldn’t we make a fuss first?
What does it mean to take action directly at such a disagreement?
Do you really think you are invincible?
A cat hitting a tiger is clearly a provocation!
Yang Lan was completely annoyed and cast a look at the two people beside him. Then the three of them stepped forward and surrounded Lu Feng. "Kneel down and kowtow. If you break two fingers, I may consider letting you go."
Lu Feng looked sternly, with a cold smile on his lips, and looked at the three people around him, "I advise you to change places to avoid ending the confinement early."
"Oh, it's up to you!" Yang Lan raised his hand disdainfully, "I want to see what you are capable of, a mere formation master, how dare you say such big words."
As they spoke, the three of them raised their palms to attack Lu Feng at the same time.
Su Qing'er looked worried and was ready to help at any time, but considering that the three of Yang Lan all had the strength of Chakra Level 5 or above, and they were all martial arts masters, even if she and Lu Feng teamed up, they would not be able to compete.
Although she has the strength of the Condensation Realm, she has no formation support here, so in terms of actual combat ability, she cannot compete with ordinary Chakra Realm martial artists.
Lu Feng felt the palm winds of the three people and had no way to retreat. He condensed his energy and faced the weaker one among them.
"Pfft~" The two palms met, Lu Feng's energy and blood surged, and he flew out directly from the gap between the other two people, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
But the man facing Lu Feng was intact, but his face was slightly pale, and there was no movement at the same place.
Seeing this, Su Qing'er ignored the pain of the shackles and ran towards Lu Feng quickly, her expression full of worry;
Yang Lan was full of smiles as he watched Lu Feng vomit blood and fly backwards. However, his brother did not move a step. The winner was obvious.
Yang Lan looked at Lu Feng, who was leaning against the wall in the distance, and waved as if calling a puppy, "Come here and kneel down, I can consider letting you go, otherwise I will beat you half to death. The cold air will invade your body and make you Become useless."
Yang Lan had already had murderous intentions in his heart. He had a grudge against Lu Feng as early as the 715 group. If he wanted to help his brother Yang Wu unify the group and establish prestige, he must first deal with Ye Fan, Tang Yuan, Lu Feng and others. And these people seemed to have Lu Feng as their core, so he had already secretly planned to get rid of Lu Feng.
Right now, it's just an opportunity. A private fight among the prisoners will probably add ten more days and a half of confinement. But here, if you are seriously injured and the cold air invades too much, you will die or die.
Just when Yang Lan was determined to kill, Lu Feng's aura suddenly surged, and the surrounding black ice and cold air poured in crazily, and his strength quickly increased.
"Hey, is there a secret method to improve strength?" Yang Lan noticed Lu Feng's strangeness and teased jokingly.
"Get him!" Yang Lan shouted. One person next to him immediately prepared himself, but the other person was still stunned.
Yang Lan suddenly realized something and turned around to look at the man who was facing Lu Feng. He was shocked to find that the man's blood had long since turned purple. His entire arm was turning purple and he was as motionless as a sculpture.
Yang Lan and the other two ignored Lu Feng and quickly came to the man's side. They took his pulse and felt relieved. They were still alive and not dead. However, the meridians in their bodies were all condensed. They were as cold as ice, and the palms of their hands were even colder. It's freezing cold.
Lu Feng's aura stabilized, and he looked at Yang Lan and the others in the distance with bloodthirsty. In his previous electric palm, he used a set of palm techniques he had learned in the Qinghe Sect - Qing Ning Palm. This is a technique where the spiritual energy is compressed and condensed in the palm to enhance the palm posture.
The spiritual energy contained in Lu Feng's body had been completely invaded by the black ice cold air. The black ice cold air with high turbidity condensed in the palm of his hand penetrated into the opponent's body through the power of the Qing Ning Palm.
Most people can withstand the gradual invasion of cold air, but a sudden influx of large amounts of cold air like this, even those in the Condensing Core realm cannot handle it.
The person holding the palm was so severely injured that it would be difficult for him to return to normal within three to five years.
While Yang Lan and the two were still in panic, Lu Feng had just unlocked a soul formation again.
With the blessing of the two soul formations, its power is approaching the realm of condensing pills, and it is not inferior at all in terms of strength.
"Why is there still a secret method!?"
"Improved again and again?!" Yang Lan and Yang Lan were shocked at the same time.
Lu Feng gathered cold air in his palms and quickly attacked the two of them.
The two palms on the left and right faced Yang Lan and Yang Lan respectively. With the four palms facing each other, Yang Lan and Yang Lan instantly flew backwards, their faces becoming as bloodless as the first person's.
Yang Lan's eyes were full of fear. He never expected that the power of Lu Feng's palm would be so terrifying. The strength alone was comparable to that of the middle stage of the Condensing Core Realm, and it also contained terrifying and condensed black ice cold energy.
"Is this really the strength that an array master can have?"
Even though Yang Lan passed out, he still had an incredible look on his face.
Su Qing'er also opened her mouth in surprise. She clearly saw Lu Feng's improvement in strength, and also saw the large amount of cold energy that invaded the latter's body during the battle.
Rather than being happy to teach Yang Lan a lesson, Su Qing'er was more worried about Lu Feng's safety.
After repelling Yang Lan and the others, Lu Feng knew that the three men had no strength to fight again, so he hurriedly sat down and resumed his breathing.
Su Qing'er summoned the inmates and asked them to carry Yang Lan and the others away under the pretext of 'coma caused by erroneous practice'. Then she came to Lu Feng and sat nervously on one side.
With the recovery of the Seven Soul Formation, Lu Feng suffered a huge amount of black ice and cold air entering his body, and his expression was extremely solemn. If he did not handle it properly and allowed them to wreak havoc in his body, it would be more painful than death.
Lu Feng's face showed pain, his skin gradually turned purple, and his body temperature became lower and lower.
After trying the incense for most of the time, the coldness in my body was still very messy.
Lu Feng knew that under this environment, it was a foregone conclusion that the cold air in the body could not be forced away. In order to slow down the impact of the cold air invasion and prevent it from ravaging the meridians, Lu Feng made a determined decision and no longer forced it away, but instead chose to condense it inside. Among the meridians.
It took Lu Feng nearly three hours to condense and compress the cold air in his body. During these three hours, Su Qing'er stayed close by, guarding her with fear.
Even his ability to force away the cold energy was a little slower, as his heart was filled with Lu Feng's safety.
After a long time, Su Qing'er saw Lu Feng's expression recover, and asked with concern: "How do you feel? Are you okay?"
"It's okay," Lu Feng's face was pale. Although the spiritual energy in his body could barely keep running, there were countless small air masses in his meridians, which were condensed by the black ice cold air.
The meridians in Lu Feng's body at this moment were like rivers. The channels were filled with silt. Although water flowed through, more and more silt accumulated.
"Scared me to death," Su Qing'er stroked her chest to calm her breath, still very frightened when she thought of Lu Feng fighting one against three.
"Is your sudden increase in strength due to the use of secret techniques?"
"Is it too taxing on the body?"
"Is it easy to recover from the sequelae?"
Su Qing'er herself didn't know what was going on. She had never cared about someone so much.
