Chapter 988 - Something
Dongfang Rising Sun was shocked, in fact, the power of the sword just now was even much stronger than the previous sword, but even so, it still couldn't kill the other party.
You must know that he is a half-step realm, although he didn't use his real strength just now, but that sword, even if it is an ordinary yin and yang realm, it is difficult to resist.
But this indigenous kid surnamed Tang actually blocked it, and it seemed that although he suffered a heavy blow, it did not hurt the root source.
"Sure enough, there must be some kind of martial arts hidden in this kid, and he looks a little familiar with the body protection technique just now, as if he had heard it somewhere before!"
Dongfang Rising Sun's eyes were grim, staring at Tang Feng tightly, and at this moment, there was a certain kind of killing intent.
He is Tianjiao, and he is also the fifty-third person on the Tianjiao list, thinking that a person like him has grown up in the limelight of the sect since he was a child, and his personality is arrogant and arrogant.
Therefore, he absolutely can't tolerate it in his heart, a native boy of the earth is more talented than him.
"Good boy, you can take my sword, you do have something, but then you will definitely die!" Dongfang Rising Sun snorted coldly, and suddenly rose to the sky, and the golden sword in his hand was also raised.
He floated in mid-air, his whole body was surging and awe-inspiring, and the golden robe of the sect kept hunting, only to see that suddenly, the golden sword in his hand actually began to enlarge.
"The golden sword has actually become bigger, I can't imagine that you are only half a step in the realm of the platform, and you have already been preliminary, refining your own magic weapon!" the little beggar said in horror.
Although the bronze bowl in his hand also has the qualification of a magic weapon, the realm is far from meeting the requirements, so he can't exert the power of the magic weapon at all.
He knew very well in his heart that even if it was only a half-finished magic weapon, it was definitely not something he could resist.
"Tang Feng, run away, this next sword is bound to be terrifying!" the little beggar roared.
Tang Feng stood still and said in a deep voice: "If I escape, what will you do, can you take his sword?"
The little beggar shouted: "Where can I manage so much now, the master just told me that I must protect your safety, then I must do it!"
Tang Feng said with a straight face: "I will never escape, let alone watch my friends ignore me in danger!"
The words fell, and before the little beggar could react, Tang Feng's hands were already connected to the seal, and in an instant, the only remaining three thousand divine fires in his body were already burning, emerging from the surface of his body and recondensing his armor.
The little beggar was not a person who twisted, and nodded heavily at the moment: "Well, your defense is good, you and I work together, maybe we still have the strength to resist a little." ”
Before he could finish speaking, the little beggar threw his right hand, and the cymbals in his palm immediately floated upwards and then reversed, following the incantation that muttered words in his mouth.
In an instant, wisps of clear light poured down from the mouth of the bowl, enveloping him and Tang Feng.
At this moment, Dongfang Xuru in front of him had already gathered momentum to the extreme, and as he swiped forward with his big hand, the enlarged golden sword immediately broke through the air.
The golden sword was accompanied by the sound of the whistling wind, accompanied by a large area of dazzling and brilliant sunset afterglow, which looked like a sunset floating in the sky.
The Sunset Sword Technique is the inheritance martial art of the Sunset Peak of Haotian Sect, and it is said that this kind of martial art has entered the ground level, and it can be regarded as a high-level martial art in the entire Pan-Asian Continent.
As the sun set in the sky, the golden sword reached the sky in the blink of an eye, and then slashed down with a sword.
There was a loud bang, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky!
The bronze bowl shook on the spot, and suddenly there was another pop, and the little beggar seemed to be hit hard, and spat out blood directly.
However, his bronze bowl also seemed to be extraordinary, and although it was destroyed by the golden sword one after another, it still did not leave the slightest trace on it.
Everyone did not have the slightest doubt that if the realm of the little beggar was higher, he would be invincible against the rising sun in the east just by relying on this copper bowl.
"True Dragon's Hand!"
With a wild roar, Tang Feng directly reached out his big hand and slapped towards the golden sword above, and with a golden inscription, although it could not shake the golden sword back, it also caused the sword body to shook.
"The light of the rice grains also wants the sun and the moon to compete for glory, it's really ridiculous!" Dongfang Rising Sun suddenly laughed wildly, his big hand pressed down, and the golden sword was forcibly pressed down with a large sunset afterglow, looking at this terrifying formation, it seemed that he was planning to crush the two people who were placed down.
The little beggar suddenly felt the majestic pressure of the mountain, and at this time, he drove the bronze bowl with all his strength, and he had no time to free his hands at all.
In addition, the old beggar of Shenxu seems to have reached a white-hot situation, and the battle between the two sides is fierce, but for a period of time, the old beggar was trapped in the other party's Haotian sunset array and it was difficult to get out.
When Tang Feng saw this, he bit his steel teeth and stepped forward directly, and in one breath, he struck out the ninety-nine eighty-one golden dragon fist.
The golden dragon fists roared as they intertwined with each other and rushed towards the sunset above.
However, even his invincible Golden Dragon Fist could not play a substantive role at all in the face of the half-finished magic weapon of the Eastern Rising Sun.
There is no way, the gap between the realms of the two sides is too big, the golden dragon fist rushed up, and it was impossible to shake the golden sword at all, and the large sunset afterglow was only slightly shaky.
"Golden spear!" Tang Feng's eyes froze, and he condensed three spears and measured them with a whoosh.
On the bright side, although his attack was insignificant, under the perception of the Tianshu light point of the Heavenly Spirit Palace, Tang Feng could see very clearly that the opponent's sunset sword momentum was weakening.
In other words, his skills are weak, but they are not completely useless, after all, at the moment, Jin Jian is competing with the little beggar's bronze bowl.
Tang Feng firmly believes in a truth, water drops through stones, as long as he keeps attacking, there will definitely be a qualitative change!
The golden spear shot straight out, shaking the golden sword that was pressed against the bronze bowl again, and this time even the little beggar felt the pressure lessen slightly.
"Dragon Yin Change!" Tang Feng's face turned fierce, he suddenly opened his mouth, and the terrifying sound wave suddenly surged forward like a tidal wave.
The afterglow of the setting sun that shrouded the bronze bowl was immediately blown and slightly swept away.
At this moment, the little beggar suddenly grabbed Tang Feng's shoulder and shouted, "Go!"
Tang Feng obviously understood the other party's thoughts, and the two of them immediately swept out of the gap with a flicker.
With a shocking bang, the bronze bowl lost its host, and could no longer withstand the pressure of the golden sword, so it was directly pressed down, and the originally smooth bluestone brick street was immediately punched out of a huge pit.
Dongfang Rising Sun raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Damn, I actually let your two lowly stinky boys forcibly break the sword momentum and escape." ”
"But you think you can escape!" the eastern rising sun chased after him in an instant.