Originally, there were three thousand divine fires burning in his body, according to Tang Feng's strength now, as long as he wanted to take the opportunity to escape now, in the environment of the secret realm, Miyamoto Musashi could not use the power of Xuandan, and he could not pursue it at all.

But Tang Feng did not flee, but a strong fighting spirit rose up and down his body.

Of course, he is not stupid, now that he has finally fought with a Martial King Realm, this kind of opportunity is rare, and he naturally will not miss it easily.

Moreover, he also saw that even if he was a martial king in the secret realm, he would not be able to fully exert his original strength, so facing Miyamoto Musashi at this moment, he may not have no chance of winning.

Miyamoto Musashi is scorching, full of fanaticism for Tang Feng's divine kingdom technique, even if he is a martial king, he is also quite eager for this kind of mastery that is not suppressed by the secret realm.

His figure swept away, and his feet were as sharp as a shower, but it only took a few breaths to rush over.

Tang Feng's whole body was blazing, and with a slap of his palm, it immediately drove a violent wave of qi, and even the towering ancient trees above were shaken.

The sea of withered flowers around it immediately rolled up like a wave.

Miyamoto Musashi was taken aback, and the arm that was originally sticking out like a sharp sword had to be withdrawn halfway, because he could feel that the power of the other party's palm was really extraordinary.

As soon as his body twisted in the air, Miyamoto Musashi immediately turned upside down, avoiding the opponent's palm power while killing from the side again.

"Dragon Claw Nine Styles!" Tang Feng exhaled, lifted his body and flew forward.

Miyamoto Musashi's right arm made a sword and cut straight down, but this time, in Tang Feng's opinion, his speed became slower.

In fact, Miyamoto Musashi's speed did not slow down, but Tang Feng became faster, and after burning the divine fire, his speed was greatly strengthened compared to before.

Suddenly, with a pop, Miyamoto Musashi's right arm was caught, and Tang Feng tore a scar on the spot.

"Mighty King Kong Palm!" Tang Feng shouted angrily, and his left palm suddenly slapped out.

Miyamoto Musashi wanted to dodge, but at this time, his people were still in the air, and the speed of the opponent was like lightning, so he, the martial king, couldn't dodge.

Bang!

Miyamoto Musashi was slapped in the chest, and the whole person immediately flew out like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

"Master......" Watanabe Mengfei and the others couldn't help but exclaim, their faces full of horror.

They really couldn't believe that their master was a dignified generation of martial kings, but at this moment, he was beaten to the ground by that Huaxia boy.

Miyamoto Musashi slapped his palms and immediately stood up, not looking like he had been substantially harmed, after all, he was already in the Xuandan realm, even though Xuanyuan could not attack out of his body, he could still lay down a defense.

But even so, his whole person looked extremely embarrassed, his hair was scattered, his clothes were messy, and he no longer had the feeling of being a detached and out-of-earth master before.

"It's really hateful, I can't imagine that you, a stinky boy, have forced this king to such an extent, you know, this king is a dignified generation of martial kings!"

Miyamoto Musashi was so angry that he jumped like thunder, and a little under his feet, rushed to kill again.

"What about the Martial King, you are still looking for teeth all over the ground!" Tang Feng snorted coldly, and his body was immediately like a sharp arrow, and he rushed towards the opponent at great speed.

"Dragon Lance!"

In the midst of the flutter, he probed with his big hand, and the dragon spear was already in his hand, and a move was suddenly fired.

Miyamoto Musashi was taken aback and hurriedly dodged as quickly as possible.

"Sweep the Eight Desolations!" Tang Feng changed his move halfway and immediately swept over.

Miyamoto Musashi couldn't react anymore, and suffered a trauma to his lower abdomen, and immediately flew upside down.

"Reign in the world!" Tang Feng stepped a little, and the whole person immediately turned into a divine dragon, hanging upside down in the air, and stabbed at great speed.

Miyamoto Musashi's pupils swelled, his face was both shocked and angry, and he immediately reached out to meet him, and his shot was not slow, just a flash, to hit the barrel of the gun.

However, he underestimated the power of this dragon lance, or the power of the divine fire.

Miyamoto Musashi originally wanted to unload the power of the dragon spear with a sword, but as soon as he touched the dragon lance, he immediately felt a huge rebound force, and his hand was shaken off the spot.

Tang Feng's dragon spear continued unabated, and it stabbed straight in.

With a sudden pop, Miyamoto Musashi's shoulder was punctured on the spot, and blood immediately spilled out.

Originally, Tang Feng wanted to spin the dragon spear and smash his shoulder, but Miyamoto Musashi's body was not slow, and the whole person immediately slid backwards.

"Mighty King Kong Palm!" Tang Feng took the dragon spear and slapped it out with a palm, hitting him in the lower abdomen.

Miyamoto Musashi was slapped away with a palm again, and the whole person smashed on the rocks behind him, and even half of his body was about to be embedded in it.

Poof......

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly opened his mouth, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, his face turned pale, and even his breath looked a little sluggish.

At this moment, if there were other Martial King powerhouses present to see this scene, they would definitely be shocked and shocked, the dignified generation of Martial King powerhouses, the peak powerhouse of the earth, was beaten like this by a True Yuan Realm Martial Monarch.

"Damn, really hateful!" Miyamoto Musashi was already mad and hysterical.

At this time, Watanabe Yumefei and the Great Holy Son rushed towards this side angrily, and surrounded Miyamoto Musashi behind them.

Looking at their appearance, they were obviously worried that Tang Feng would make another move and hurt their master's life.

Tang Feng didn't make another move, he had fought with a martial king until now, and now he was in the secret realm, even he was a little unbearable.

At this moment, he was wheezing like an ox, and it was obvious that his spirit had been lost a lot.

Miyamoto Musashi also gasped, slowly staggered to his feet from the ground, pushed away the three people in front of him, and walked straight to him.

"I can't imagine that this king can't imagine that in just over a month, you have grown to the point where you can even compete with me!" Miyamoto Musashi said through gritted teeth.

Although in the secret realm, Tang Feng relied on the three thousand divine fires to occupy a great advantage, but I have to say that his strength was much stronger than when he went to Fusang Island Country before.

Originally, when he left the Sword Saint Palace of the Island Country, Tang Feng also said that he would set foot in the Fusang Sword Saint Palace in three years, but now it seems that it may not take three years at all.

Tang Feng stood with his gun up, stared at him and said, "You are a generation of martial kings, and now you are nothing more than that!"

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly calmed down, and sneered again and again: "Very good, you are really good, originally in the secret realm, such a sealed place, this king does not want to use Xuandan." ”

"But now it seems that even if the realm is damaged, this king will be completely killed!"

Tang Feng listened, his brows furrowed, and his face slightly revealed a solemn look.

Miyamoto Musashi's face sank, his hands suddenly began to seal, and at the same time he snorted coldly: "Xuandan in the body, come out for me!"

He exhaled suddenly, and a silver-gray Xuandan slowly poured out of his mouth, and at this moment he was filled with a violent Xuanyuan, and his breath was also soaring.

Come to think of it, this is a generation of martial kings, the real combat effectiveness.

"Old thing, in this kind of sealed place, you still dare to sacrifice Xuandan, you are afraid that you will die, forgive Lao Tzu for not accompanying you!"

Tang Feng's complexion changed greatly, where did he dare to stay for a long time, a little under his feet, the whole person rushed to the rear at great speed, and even the spirit fruit on the ancient tree did not dare to ask for it anymore.