Chu Feng roared angrily, quickly moving his figure in the ruins of the Sanmiao Palace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone was converging towards Chu Feng, starlight, arrow feathers, sword qi, killing thoughts, pagodas, bronze mirrors, all kinds of attack methods, and refining magic weapons bombarded Chu Feng one after another, overwhelming, and the momentum was quite immense.

A disciple of Star Island wanted to intercept him, but as soon as the star in his hand was hit, the comet dragged the flame tail and hit Chu Feng's high-speed moving figure, and before he could cheer, the star directly passed through Chu Feng's body, and with a loud bang, it crashed into a collapsed small building, which immediately ignited the raging fire.

This disciple was stunned, such a fast speed, and the afterimage left behind was enough to confuse the real with the fake!

The monk's senses are naturally different from those of mortals, and the afterimage produced by simply relying on high-speed movement is indeed enough to deceive the eyes, but the monk can also sense the fluctuations of the heaven and earth vitality to determine the authenticity of the afterimage or illusion.

After all, if you want to move at high speed, you must release a large amount of true qi to manipulate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi as a driving force, otherwise there is simply not enough propulsion to offset the huge resistance caused by air friction when moving at high speed.

So most people never think that a high-speed moving afterimage can fool anyone.

But Chu Feng did it.

He didn't perform any tricks, he just exerted his speed to the extreme, so that the speed at which he really moved forward was still above the speed of the transmission of aura fluctuations, just like a shock wave, the speed of the object was greater than the speed of sound, so that people could not judge the location of the flying object by the sound at all.

This also made Chu Feng's position judged according to the fluctuations of the aura from beginning to end just a false afterimage.

Therefore, almost all the attacks were missed, but at the moment when they hit Chu Feng's afterimage, there was a chaotic collision and impact between the many magic weapon positions that had not had time to stop.

The pagoda crushed the bronze mirror, the long sword cut off the arrow feathers, and the killing intent dissolved the meteor.

The aftermath of the collision turned into overlapping waves, pushing each other, crowding, roaring and spreading.

The crumbling buildings collapsed, and the flames were blown up into the smoke-stained sky by the fierce wind, making a "whirring" sound.

"Poof-" More than ten people couldn't withstand the backlash caused by the collision of true qi with each other, and they spat blood from their mouths and flew backwards, some were directly bombarded by this force and buried in the ruins, and some were caught by the same door, so they were not so embarrassed.

The Star Island disciple who was blocking Chu Feng's direction was just this stunned effort, and so many things happened, she hurriedly wanted to find Chu Feng's figure again, but she only felt a sharp pain between her chest and abdomen, but it was only a slight moment, and the pain quickly disappeared, but instead, a chill arose from her chest, quickly spreading to her body in all directions.

She lowered her head suddenly, and saw that Chu Feng's punch had already entered her chest, her sternum was concave, and an arm ran through his chest, and she was dragged forward like a sugar gourd strung together.

The howling wind that had been generated as she marched through his delicate snow-white skin, tearing open scars, blood, swept by the wind, stained with the face of the young man in front of her.

She knew what was waiting for her, so she had given up hope of life, and she began to retrograde her true qi, wanting to detonate her true qi, blow Chu Feng to death, and fall into the infernal hell with herself.

She sneered and looked at the young man in front of her whose face was stained with blood but did not waver, and felt a sense of sadness.

That's a demon.

But the demon's eyes were full of pain and sorrow, and the tears reflected a terrible world.

It was like the look she saw in her own eyes in the reflection of the river when her parents were sleeping in the midst of a plague when she was a child.

They are all the same, they all want to try to leave something behind, to grasp something, but they are doomed to be in vain.

But the master took him in, Xingchen Island gave him a place to live, and he was determined to give everything he had to repay Xingchen Island.

But is it really the right thing to do?

She didn't know, and she didn't need to know - all the sad, painful things could be completely forgotten, and she could sleep peacefully.

The sneer on the corner of her mouth softened at that moment, and all the true qi she had gathered dissipated, she just raised her weak right hand, wiped the tears from the corners of Chu Feng's eyes, and whispered, "I'm sorry......"

The next moment, her body was completely torn apart, turning into endless pieces of flesh and blood, spilling around Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's body trembled, his consciousness became a little blurred, and when pain and sorrow were destroying his heart, an extremely strong killing intent was constantly devouring his reason—when people were at their most vulnerable, their reason also became weak.

Especially now that he is full of anger, such anger and pain have made his reason want to kill people even in the first place!

That killing intent didn't even have to erode his reason, it began to merge with his reason.

Chu Feng turned his head, looking at the hundreds of rays of light, a blood halo condensed on the sword in his hand, and he suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, letting out bursts of beast-like screams.

On Ziqiong Mountain, the blood that flowed like a stream seemed to be inspired by an inexplicable force, and suddenly boiled, and a drop of blood left the pool of blood that it should have been waiting to dry up, and gathered towards Chu Feng like a drop of rain!

Drops of blood rain converged into blood lines, wrapping around Chu Feng's body, constantly converging into his body, dyeing his eyes blood-red, and causing a trace of blood to gradually appear in his black hair.

"Boom!"

The ordinary iron sword in his hand finally couldn't withstand the powerful force, and in an instant, it shattered into endless fragments and flew all over the sky.

However, the long knife condensed by a mouthful of blood was held in Chu Feng's hand.

The bloody knife was so magnificent that it refracted a halo of colorful light in the sun's rays, as if it had been cast from a ruby.

The knife in Chu Feng's hand rose, and a round of blood moon appeared.

The knife in Chu Feng's hand fell, and a bloody light slashed through the void!

There was a thunderclap, and the sky was covered with blood.

A disciple of the Proud Sword Cave Heaven who didn't have time to avoid it was suddenly directly slashed and burst open, and he didn't even have time to let out a wail.

"It's bloody. Lu Ru frowned, she knew that there was trouble on the top of the mountain, but she didn't dare to leave at this time.

Because of the purple flame on Zhu Yuntong's body, and the phoenix that flapped its wings and roared.

In this world, there is only one kind of exercise that can have such a scene - the burning sun.

Huang Yan Liao Ri, this is not the authentic Fengming Villa's exercises, but more than 400 years ago, a brilliant disciple of Fengming Villa, Li Sansan, on the Fengming Villa's mental method, referring to the Shura Realm's fire internal power Red Lotus Tribulation and the Demon Realm's fire internal power Soul Devouring Demon Ming's improved exercises.

However, it was precisely because Li Sansan snatched the Red Lotus Tribulation and the Soul Devouring Demon Roar in order to create the Phoenix Yan Liao Ri that he attracted the pursuit and killing of the powerhouses of the Shura Realm and the Demon Realm, and even the law enforcers of the Human Realm were unable to protect him, and he was finally strangled by the powerhouses of the Two Realms and Fengming Villa, who had to come forward under pressure.

But in this battle, Li Sansan, who became a beginner in Huang Yan's burning day, also made great achievements, and cultivated to Li Sansan, who was only in the early stage of the ninth order, killed one person in the lower stage of the ninth order, one person in the first stage, and twelve eighth-order monks, which made Huang Yan Liaori's fierce reputation far and wide.

Even the disciples of Fengming Villa who participated in the war said in their later memories that Huangyan Burning Sun was a technique born for killing.

After that war, it was determined that the Burning Sun had been completely destroyed.

No one knows when and by what means Zhu Yuntong learned the Huangyan Burning Day that should have disappeared, but at least a hundred years ago, Zhu Yuntong had definitely not cultivated this exercise.

Maybe it's in the past hundred years-that may mean that Fengming Villa still secretly keeps a record of the practice of Huangyan Burning Day.

Lu Ru frowned, revealing extreme caution.

Zhu Yuntong raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's go to war." ”

"Handsome. Feng Qiwu sighed, "Why is he so handsome at this age, isn't he stealing the limelight from us." ”

Feng Qiwu joked a few words, and seeing that Mu Shaoen and Lu Yu didn't respond, he felt bored, looked at the surrounding Xingchen Island and Tiangongfu disciples, and said: "It's pointless for us to fight like this, the final winner is still these old guys, right! ”

Although Feng Qiwu said such things with a smile, no one would doubt whether he would do it.

He even used the bloody nirvana, so what else would he not dare?

Maybe a stalemate is the best thing to do, to leave a way back for each other - they are both geniuses with a bright future, and they don't want to die here like this.

"Ah wrong, protect me......" Lu Qi gasped, "I want to ...... I'm going to put on a show...... Absolutely, absolutely can't die here, everybody...... Can't die here. ”

Lu Qi closed her eyes after speaking, she never had any doubts about the man around her who had been paying for her in recent months.

She owed him so much, but she didn't have time to make it up to him just yet—if she made it out alive, she was willing to make it up with everything she had, even if it was her own life.

Zu Gong, who had just breathed a sigh of relief from Lu Ru's pressure, knew what Lu Qi was doing.

Lu Qi wants to use a forbidden technique of the Tianbu lineage - Heaven and Earth Interpretation Technique.

Compared with the ordinary deduction of battle, this deduction is extremely harmful to oneself, and no one will want to use it until death.

This kind of deduction calculation is extremely complex, and it is impossible to complete multiple deductions in a moment, so you can only rely on your own strength to forcibly engrave the results of each small step into the life track, and borrow the power of the natural evolution of the life track to complete the next deduction.

Legend has it that this exercise, cultivated to the extreme, can even allow practitioners to steal the lives of others and incarnate themselves as others, not only to deceive the eyes of sentient beings in the world, but even to deceive fate.

But the life track should not and cannot be changed, so as the deduction progresses, the more deduction results are engraved into the life track, the more backlash they have to endure - the trauma caused by these backlash is from the life track trauma, which is more serious than the Tao injury - because the life track cannot be changed, so these wounds are difficult to heal for life.

"I'll do it. ”

Zu Gong let out a leisurely sound, interrupting Lu Qi's preparation, he stretched out his hands, touching the lifeline of the ring after ring around him.

He wants to use his own power to push the rotation of the life track, and he wants to become the force that determines the direction of destiny in heaven and earth.

He only hopes that he can do his last bit to exchange a glimmer of hope for the children who are still alive here.

Even if it's a slim glimmer of hope.

A word to readers:

The feet are running on the road again, and this time is probably in Shaanxi~