Chapter 477: Heavenly Funeral

Water is demon-killing water!

Whether it was the Hundred Refining Demon Venerable or the Invincible, they didn't expect that in this case, Lu Feng would strike first.

"Daomen rain characters, I haven't seen them for many years, when the deity and the three idiots fought each other, you didn't know where it was, and you dared to use the rain character in front of the deity, it was really overwhelming. ”

Luo Invincible said coldly, having said that, he did not slack off, after all, it was not the deity who was here.

In the past, he walked all over the mountains with a gang sword, this gang sword was cast by the gang wind of the ice field under the cangxia, cutting human bones like chopping grass and trees, the crisp sound, is really fascinating.

Over the years, he didn't know how many human bones he had chopped, although it was only a transformation now, but it also brought a little wind, and ordinary Spirit Realm cultivators would die when they touched it.

The sword fell.

There are no too flashy tricks, just a simple fall, but it is extremely accurate, and it is right at the top of the current.

Lu Feng's technique changed, and in an instant, the rain in the sky spun down and rushed towards the Gang sword.

It wasn't rain anymore, it was like a mudslide, washing away everything.

"It's a little interesting, your rain character is still good, and you can engrave so much, and your physique is amazing, comparable to the top geniuses in some big forces. Luo Wushu said softly.

At the same time, he pinched the sword trick in his hand, and as soon as a sword was stabbed, he stabbed another sword, and in an instant, the cold ice died, freezing a large area of rainwater, and then he was strangled by the sword qi.

This sword was not finished, but followed the direction of the opponent's arm and came towards Lu Feng.

The void whined, and the streets began to crack, the flames went out, and the badly damaged roofs were covered with hoarfrost.

Cold!

It's cold to the extreme!

It's as if even the aura is frozen.

Rain turned into snow.

Lu Feng also drew his sword.

His sword was thin and soft, and the snowflakes fell gently on his sword, melting again into raindrops.

The raindrops bounced on the sword's body, and with the sword's momentum, it shot back into the sky.

Facing this sword, Lu Feng did not retreat, but took a step forward.

As he walked, the rain in the heavens and the earth became irritable, like countless streams flowing.

A sword came out, and ten thousand rain swords were fired together.

The dense sword rain fell on the Gangfeng and was re-frozen, but the number was so great that the Gangfeng became weaker and weaker, and in the end, only a faint sword qi remained.

Luo Invincible's sword is indeed strong, but what is stronger is not the sword, it is the Gangfeng that he tames.

Lu Feng's sword carries his sword heart, and the invincible sword carries his Gangfeng.

It's a pity, how many winds can Lingnian bring through the terrifying 100,000 mountains?

And Lu Feng is no longer the Lu Feng of a day or two ago.

The recovery of the bloodline of the demon clan made Lu Feng's strength proudly show most of it, and once the bloodline of the Aragami clan awakened, Lu Feng at that time was the real Lu Feng.

They never thought that Lu Feng at this time was still not complete.

"Huh?"

The Hundred Refining Demon Venerable, who had never made a move, paused, and then snorted coldly, and waved his hand to thousands of blades transformed by spiritual energy.

The blade whirlwind, not a simple attack, as if following a certain law, when in the sky, it is fickle, like a maze.

Lu Feng pointed at the ground with the tip of his sword, constantly moving sideways, and at the same time, he kept swinging his sword, and the rain went upstream, turning into sword light and attacking the blade.

"Needle?"

He looked back and saw a large expanse of silver needles piercing through a ruin.

"No wonder it's called Hundred Refining Demon Venerable, it seems that he is extremely good at using the weapons he forged, but because he is a spiritual thought, he can't forge weapons, so he uses spiritual energy instead. ”

For these powerhouses of the Disillusionment Realm, even if it is just a weapon transformed by aura, it is several times more powerful than the Spiritual Realm.

Brush Brush Brush!

A half-scorched piece of grass and trees on the street suddenly grew wildly, forming a natural barrier behind Lu Feng.

"Fire!"

Luo Wushu suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a large sea of fire, which was not an ordinary fire, but became more and more vigorous in the rain.

Lu Feng raised his arms, and a rain washed down, only to find that the flame directly ignored his own attack.

At this moment, the grass characters lit up one by one, and large areas of grassland came out.

Wildfires can't be burned!

Patches of grass grew wildly and pierced into the sky.

A grass appeared in Lu Feng's palm, and a terrifying sword intent was condensed on it, and with a slight wave, in an instant, the terrifying sword intent directly cut through the opponent's flames.

"Stubborn!"

The Hundred Refining Demon Venerable sacrificed a silver whip, which did not collide with the sword qi, but wound it in a strange way.

Lu Feng clasped his hands together.

The rain character and the grass character merged, and in an instant, the other party's chains collapsed.

All attacks dissipate.

Heaven and earth seemed to be calm again, and the thunder in the clouds emitted a muffled sound.

"Neither of us, can we even take him down?" Luo Wushu said in surprise.

The Hundred Refining Demon Venerable showed a look of shock, but he immediately understood: "It should be related to the advent of aura, the era of aura, so."