Lu Zifeng had already made up his mind in his heart to snatch the inheritance talisman from their hands, drive them out of the main hall, and open the underground secret room by himself. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking of this, Lu Zifeng's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and there was a bit of murderous intent in his voice, and he said: "Duan Yanfeng, Duan Hailang and Nangong Qingxiu, hand over the inheritance talisman in your hands, otherwise, I don't mind letting the three of you taste the bitterness." ”

Hearing Lu Zifeng's threat, Duan Yanfeng seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, looked at Lu Zifeng with a madman's gaze, and said: "Lu Zifeng, are you stupid, there are three of us, you only have one person, you think that you can resist the three of us with your own strength, it's really whimsical!"

"Hehe......" Lu Zifeng sneered and said, "Then try it, if I can defeat you once, I can defeat you twice, you, a defeated general, are not qualified to talk to me at all." ”

"Lu Zifeng, looking for death, it's really heaven that you don't have a way to go, and hell has no door, you have to do it!"

Hearing Lu Zifeng reveal his scars, Duan Yanfeng's face was so gloomy that it seemed to drip water, and his eyes were filled with a thick killing intent.

What kind of arrogance Duan Yanfeng was, he regarded the defeat in the hands of Lu Zifeng as a shame in his life, and now that Lu Zifeng ruthlessly uncovered his scars, how could he not let Duan Yanfeng's anger surge.

However, Duan Yanfeng was not afraid of Lu Zifeng at this time. The current self is not the self who was defeated by Lu Zifeng before, he has obtained the inheritance of Meng Weijun, and his strength has increased greatly, even if Lu Zifeng obtains the inheritance of Xinling Jun, Duan Yanfeng does not think that Lu Zifeng's promotion will be higher than himself.

Moreover, Duan Hailang and Nangong Qingxiu also gained their own inheritance, and if they took 10,000 steps back, even if they were not Lu Zifeng's opponents, if the three of them joined forces, Lu Zifeng would definitely not be able to resist it.

With such thoughts, Duan Yanfeng seemed to have taken a reassuring pill and was full of confidence.

Lu Zifeng sneered: "Duan Yanfeng, do you think that you can defeat me if you get the inheritance of Meng Weijun? I am not afraid of the three of you together, let alone you." ”

"Lu Zifeng, I haven't seen you for a month, your strength has not grown much, but it has become even more arrogant, even if you have obtained the inheritance of Uhxin Lingjun, your spiritual power cultivation will break through to the Divine Spirit Realm at most, and my strength has broken through to the middle stage of the Divine Spirit Realm, can you be my opponent?"

"I can defeat you at the end of the Xuandan Realm, and I can defeat you again at the beginning of the Divine Spirit Realm. Lu Zifeng looked at Duan Yanfeng lightly, with a confident smile on his face.

Duan Yanfeng originally thought that when he said his true strength, Lu Zifeng's face would definitely be extremely surprised, but to his disappointment, he didn't see the expected look on Lu Zifeng's face at all, but saw full confidence on the latter's face.

"Lu Zifeng, don't talk nonsense, I lost in your hands once, I don't believe you can defeat me a second time. ”

When the words fell, Duan Yanfeng's eyes suddenly became sharp, his palm flipped over, and a golden gun appeared in his hand, and the golden gun stomped heavily on the ground, and the powerful force on the barrel of the gun directly blasted cracks on the bluestone floor.

When the golden gun was stomped down, the spiritual power in the middle of the Divine Spirit Realm completely burst out, and a powerful spiritual power emanated from Duan Yanfeng's body, making Lu Zifeng's skin faintly tingling.

Lu Zifeng's expression was awe-inspiring, Duan Yanfeng was worthy of being one of the three great heavenly prides, after accepting Meng Weijun's inheritance, his spiritual power cultivation directly broke through to the middle stage of the Divine Spirit Realm.

However, if Duan Yanfeng wanted to defeat himself with such strength, it would undoubtedly be a fool's dream. If it was before he had broken through to the Divine Spirit Realm, he was really not Duan Yanfeng's opponent, even if he used all the means, he would not even be able to barely escape.

It's a pity that in this month, Lu Zifeng's strength has made full progress, after breaking through to the Divine Spirit Realm, Lu Zifeng is completely unafraid of Duan Yanfeng, and the young man's spiritual power cultivation has broken through to the Immortal Rune Master. The two are superimposed, and Lu Zifeng can even fight with the martial artists in the late stage of the Divine Spirit Realm.

"Duan Yanfeng, if this is your hole card, then I'm sorry, you don't have any chance to beat me. ”

As the words fell, Lu Zifeng stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and a spiritual power fluctuation that was slightly weaker than Duan Yanfeng erupted from the young man's body, resisting Duan Yanfeng exerting his own spiritual power to resist it.

Duan Yanfeng felt the fluctuation of spiritual power on Lu Zifeng's body, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately laughed: "Lu Zifeng, I thought that your cultivation had made great progress, it turned out that you had only broken through to the early stage of the Divine Spirit Realm, and the inheritance of Xinling Jun was nothing more than that." The Divine Spirit Realm is not like the Xuandan Realm, the gap between each realm is getting bigger and bigger, and your strength is impossible for me to be my opponent at all. ”

"Really? You won't know if you try. Lu Zifeng's face was indifferent, and he asked rhetorically.

"Insolent!"

Duan Yanfeng snorted coldly, no longer talking nonsense with Lu Zifeng, the majestic spiritual power on his body poured into the golden spear in his hand, dancing a delicate spear flower, and fiercely attacked Lu Zifeng's chest.

Seeing this, Lu Zifeng's palm flipped over, and the Thousand Ice Cold Knife appeared in his hand, the Thousand Ice Cold Knife came out of the sheath, like the most ordinary weapon, there was no slightest fluctuation on it, and the most conspicuous thing was the place where the tip of the Thousand Ice Cold Knife was broken, no matter who saw the Thousand Ice Cold Knife, they would think that it was just an ordinary broken knife.

Lu Zifeng danced the Thousand Ice Cold Knife in his hand at will, and several exquisite sword flowers were unleashed. The Qianbing Cold Knife broke off a section of the tip of the knife, and the broken tip was about half a foot, but it was still relatively suitable to use.

When Duan Yanfeng rushed towards Lu Zifeng, he found the Thousand Ice Cold Knife that appeared in Lu Zifeng's hand at a glance, and immediately mocked loudly: "Lu Zifeng, have you fallen into the embarrassing situation of using a broken knife?"

Obviously, Duan Yanfeng just faded into thinking that the broken knife in Lu Zifeng's hand was just an ordinary broken knife. After the fight, Duan Yanfeng found that his idea was so stupid.

Lu Zifeng sneered in his heart, but he didn't refute it, after the fight, he would let him know that this was not an ordinary broken knife.

The majestic spiritual power in Lu Zifeng's body poured into the Thousand Ice Cold Knife, and the Thousand Ice Cold Knife was like a bottomless pit, no matter how much spiritual power Lu Zifeng input, it would not refuse. It's no wonder that the complete Thousand Ice Cold Knife is a medium-grade immortal weapon, and although it has broken off a blade, it is still stronger than an ordinary lower-grade immortal weapon.

Under the input of majestic spiritual power, the body of the Thousand Ice Cold Knife suddenly emitted a cold light. The young man was holding a thousand ice cold knives, and the whole person was united in one knife, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the golden spear stabbed by Duan Yanfeng.

The bell, the crisp sound of gold and iron rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.

The golden spear and the Qianbing Cold Knife collided violently, and when Duan Yanfeng thought that he would definitely suppress Lu Zifeng steadily, he was shocked to find that the golden spear in his hand was actually suppressed by a layer of cold light emitted by the latter's broken knife.

And under the suppression of this layer of cold light, an extremely low temperature was transmitted from the golden gun to his body, and at that extremely low temperature, the spiritual power in his body slowed down a lot under the suppression of the cold light.

"Get out!"

Lu Zifeng let out a low shout, and the spiritual power that entered the Thousand Ice Cold Knife suddenly increased, and the cold light emitted from the Thousand Ice Cold Knife became more and more victorious. Under the strong cold light, the golden spear was directly suppressed, and Duan Yanfeng could no longer resist that huge force, and his figure flew out upside down, drawing a distance of more than ten zhang before stopping his figure.

Duan Yanfeng's eyes suddenly became sharp, how could he have thought that in this initial temptation, he would actually fall into the disadvantage. You must know that his spiritual cultivation is a realm higher than Lu Zifeng, what trick did Lu Zifeng perform, and he would be suppressed by him.

Duan Yanfeng's eyes froze, and he set his eyes on the broken knife in Lu Zifeng's hand. When he first saw this broken knife, Duan Yanfeng also laughed, but now it seems that Lu Zifeng can suppress himself, and I am afraid that the biggest credit is the broken knife in his hand.

If it weren't for this broken knife, how could he explain the layer of cold light that suppressed the operation of his spiritual power. The slightest inconspicuous broken knife in Lu Zifeng's hand is probably at least the level of a low-grade immortal weapon.

After knowing the power of this broken knife, Duan Yanfeng put away his contempt for Lu Zifeng, he had already been defeated once in the hands of the young man, this time, he must be extremely cautious, and he could not capsize in the gutter.

Duan Yanfeng still has great confidence in his own strength, Lu Zifeng relies on the ability of the broken knife in his hand, and he can completely rely on the latter's powerful spiritual power to consume the latter's spiritual power. When the time comes, Lu Zifeng, who is depleted of spiritual power, will definitely not be his opponent.

However, this is the next step, not to the point of last resort, Duan Yanfeng does not want to use such a means, he wants to defeat Lu Zifeng openly.

Thinking of this, Duan Yanfeng looked at Lu Zifeng coldly and said, "Lu Zifeng, I know that ordinary means are useless to you, so in the future, I won't have any hands." I'll show you the knowledge, my strongest martial arts. ”

As soon as the words fell, Duan Yanfeng's body suddenly exuded powerful spiritual power fluctuations, and the majestic spiritual power continued to pour into the golden gun in his hand.

"Changhong runs through the sun!"

A low cry came out of Duan Yanfeng's mouth, and he saw a blazing ball of light condensed at the tip of the golden gun, exuding an extremely blazing temperature on it, and the light cluster emitted an extremely dazzling light, as if it was a brilliant sun, making it impossible to look at directly.

From above this ball of light, Lu Zifeng felt a slight dangerous fluctuation. Obviously, the level of martial arts displayed by Duan Yanfeng is not low, at least they are all at the level of low-grade immortal martial arts.

In the previous battles, Duan Yanfeng had never used this martial art, presumably this martial art was taught to him by Meng Weijun.

The light cluster condensed and formed, Duan Yanfeng did not hesitate at all, once again the man and the gun were united, and the figure shot out, and the golden gun stabbed fiercely towards the young man's throat!