Chapter 125: Into the Water and Becoming a Dragon

Poisonous Sword Immortal, Poisonous Sword Peerless, but all the way west, repeated battles, whether it was fighting with Liu Qing, Yu Qing, Zhao Xingtu, or fighting against the Heavenly People, Murong Feng let the other party exert all his strength, and he himself had reservations from beginning to end, and did not do his best.

At this moment, two small red snakes circled their arms, flying swords in the air, and the housekeeping skills of the Lord of the Western Regions were finally revealed. Huang Chunfeng said that the old naughty boy is invincible in the world, if you find a person who can kill the old naughty boy and retreat with his whole body, Murong Feng is second to none. Liu Qing said that the Poisonous Sword Immortal used war to nourish the war, and killed to stop killing, which just restrained Yu Qing, and now it seems that the Poisonous Sword Immortal is even more restrained by Li Yuanhao, the son of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Li Yuanhao's silver line and flying sword are the biggest barriers when she fights the enemy, and the two only need mental traction to be able to surprise them, but the poisonous sword immortal on the opposite side is better at this.

The two flying swords collided back and forth in the air, and a series of collision sounds sounded, and in the blink of an eye, there were no less than a thousand collisions, as if it had become another battlefield.

"Your moves and habits, Xichu Jiujian has already told me, so don't use the moves before the fugue outside the world, that is your place of death, when you are in the fugue, you should have some enlightenment, just use those new understandings, maybe there is the possibility of killing me. Poison Sword Immortal was blunt, in his eyes, Li Yuanhao at this time had no chance of winning.

Li Yuanhao was silent, and began to rush forward, soaring into the air, and blasting the opponent's head with a side kick. Murong Feng shook his wrist, blocked Li Yuanhao's hard kick, and punched out, Li Yuanhao's hands were round, four or two thousand catties, and most of the fists were discharged, but they still couldn't be completely offset, his body leaned back, slid out of ten zhang, and his back hit the rock, and the rock that seemed to be immobile and intact was rotten inside, and his fingers would turn into powder.

The punch of the poisonous sword immortal just now was the same as the punch of the bombing immortal in the sky, in Murong Feng's cognition, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty couldn't stand up, but Li Yuanhao staggered to his feet.

"It's good, but that's it. I have already said that if you use your strongest move, otherwise it will be meaningless, and Murong Feng will not feel that it is enough to enjoy it, and he only has one more corpse at hand. Murong Feng said lightly, showing an invincible attitude.

Li Yuanhao still didn't say a word, he rushed forward like a stunned blue, and with every step, a stone flew up on the road he was traveling, and in the blink of an eye, nine hundred and eighty-one stones hung in the air and stopped, floating up and down.

Murong Feng felt that his words had been exhausted, and the reason had been said, with the style of the Northern Wei Emperor, he should be able to make a peerless attack at the bottom of the box, but the other party still didn't care about rushing forward, since this was the case, there was no need for him to continue to have reservations, and he could kill the Northern Wei Emperor in a hearty manner.

So, the Lord of the Western Regions strode forward and crashed into it.

Li Yuanhao's forward rush seems simple, but in fact it is subtle, fast and not reckless, the stone suspended in the air is her sword, eighty-one stones are eighty-one sword qi, with the increase of her forward pace, the sword qi is getting stronger and stronger, the last step is more than ten zhang, the eighty-one sword qi is also full of ten zhang, and the bullfighting is angry.

Murong Feng on the opposite side didn't pay much attention to the drill camp, it seemed that the eighty-one sword qi was just a flashy embellishment, and it was gone as soon as the wind and waves blew.

The two have not collided, the sword qi and the fist gang have collided one step ahead, eighty-one sword qi is like a fallen leaf beaten by the wind and rain, a fist gang is like snow in the scorching sun, a boom explosion has not had time to spread, a more piercing roar has already overwhelmed the previous sound, the two collided, Li Yuanhao hit Murong Feng's chest with his shoulder, and Murong Feng's palm was also pressed on Li Yuanhao's brow.

Murong Feng, who had been immobile like a mountain, was knocked a hundred zhang away, his shoulders were shattered, and Li Yuanhao was even more miserable, seemingly an understatement, but in fact his stamina was surging, breaking up the bun of the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, his body leaned back, and flew out upside down, and after his feet landed, under the strength of his palm, his feet fell into the rock.

Just stopped his pace, Murong Feng sneered, Li Yuanhao's face was serious, and they all started to collide again, this time the two exchanged moves, Murong Feng fought against the mountain with his shoulder, and hit Li Yuanhao's chest, Li Yuanhao smashed his palm on Murong Feng's eyebrows.

This time, Murong Feng did not retreat at all, he took a hard palm, the dark blue of his eyebrows slowly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Li Yuanhao flew out upside down again, his feet volleyed in the air, as if riding the wind, vigilantly looking at the poisonous sword immortal not far away.

Murong Feng stretched out his fingers and pressed his eyebrows, and couldn't help but smile slightly, since he killed through the Western Regions and entered the Divine Heaven Realm, his realm and combat power have risen rapidly and steadily as if he had stolen the heavenly machine, and the path he took no one can refer to, except for the confrontation with more than 300 moves of the Lantai Domain, he has not felt happy today for a long time. There was once a secret in the Western Regions, the poisonous sword fairy once abandoned the cultivation into the realm, self-destroyed the snow mountain qi sea, reshaped the physical breath, I don't know whether it is true or not, in fact, the secret is true, the poisonous sword fairy is broken and then stands, peeling off the cocoon, polishing a more solid foundation. After two years of traveling in the rivers and lakes, Huang Chunfeng once said that Li Yuanhao's body was full of snow and sea qi, and he couldn't bear it, so he couldn't learn Huanghuang Dao, but he could learn from the method of the Poison Sword Immortal.

Time flies, the world is impermanent, who would have thought that many years later, Li Yuanhao would have to face a poisonous sword immortal. With Li Yuanhao's current cultivation, he can be regarded as the top master in the world, but when Yu Murong Feng fought against her, she felt a sense of powerlessness for no reason. The great river and the Confucius Buddha invited to fight, and the great offering of the academy was also full of breath, domineering and abnormal, but there would always be some ups and downs in the moves and breath, Li Yuanhao could find life with this, the poisonous sword immortal was not like this at all, a punch blasted out, and the entire fist strength was stable and abnormal from beginning to end, without the slightest pause and condensation, as if weaving a big net without any gaps, making people have nowhere to start.

"It's coming!" Li Yuanhao's eyes widened suddenly.

Murong Feng grabbed into the void with one hand, and on the stone wall without any gaps, a stone sword came out, and then jumped up, fell suddenly, and stabbed at Li Yuanhao from top to bottom.

Li Yuanhao drew his hands in front of him, and the green leaf world suddenly formed, and then two silver lines pierced out.

It was still a hard-hitting and ruthless move, there was no trick, Murong Feng's stone sword was twisted and cut by silver thread at a foot above Li Yuanhao's head, turning into countless broken stones and disappearing, without the stone sword, Murong Feng still did not pause, swooped down, and punched out.

Li Yuanhao did not hesitate, and also punched out, the previous three moves, Li Yuanhao seemed to be hard, but in fact, he was avoiding the heavy and light, leaving himself a way to retreat, and the poisonous sword fairy seemed to have discovered the ghost trick of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, so he swooped down from the air and cut off Li Yuanhao's retreat with the earth. The world thinks that the earth is virtuous and the power is born from the earth, and at this moment, the feet rooted in the earth have become Li Yuanhao's roadblocks.

The fists of the two collided violently, driving a gust of wind, which shook the clothes of the two people, and Li Yuanhao's mouth and nose were faintly bloodstained, and his feet sank into the ground.

Murong Feng sneered, closed his fist halfway, and took advantage of Li Yuanhao's disordered breath and unstable foothold, he smashed down with another punch.

The Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty hurriedly raised his fist, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Murong Feng's fist strength was smaller, and the doubts were not dispelled, and the stones around him raised his head, and four dark dragons composed of stones had long teeth and claws, killing and biting Li Yuanhao.

It seems that the Poison Sword Immortal not only wants to overwhelm Li Yuanhao in terms of combat power and realm, but also crushes the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty in terms of moves and breath.

Li Yuanhao's mind moved, two silver threads strangled the two stone dragons, one hand clenched his fist and continued to fight against Murong Feng in the air, and the free hand held the neck of the third stone dragon, and suddenly shook, the sword qi poured into the stone dragon, strangled on the spot, and the stone chips fell to the ground one after another. The fourth stone dragon took advantage of the weakness and slammed into Li Yuanhao's back.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Li Yuanhao took advantage of the momentum to fight, and his body swept forward, widening the distance between him and the Poison Sword Immortal.

With such an opportunity, Murong Feng was unforgiving, and he would not let Li Yuanhao retreat with his whole body, following him like a shadow, pressing step by step, punching out one punch after another, the punch was fierce, and every time he hit Li Yuanhao's feet in the air, the mysterious moment when he never landed, and occasionally the breath would involve a stone dragon rising from the ground and crashing into Li Yuanhao.

Li Yuanhao's soul returned to its place, seized the opportunity, and chased and attacked the poisonous sword immortal, at this time, the situation was reversed, Murong Feng took the lead, and it was also a continuous heavy blow.

One person attacked, one person retreated, the battlefield of the two stretched for dozens of miles, and came to the Yellow River crossing not far from Junma Town, from here, the Yellow River bent out of a huge arc, as if it was broken by someone, the water surface was sparkling, looking back at the place where the two passed, the eyes were desolate and dilapidated, and the devastated ones were gone, showing the barrenness of the northwest land.

After a whole pillar of incense time bombarded, Li Yuanhao's perfect Divine Heaven Realm actually had signs of shattering, the fist of the Poison Sword Immortal bombarded the soul of the Son of Heaven in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and it was also bombarding Li Yuanhao's realm over and over again, the Divine Heaven Realm is more than the perception of heaven and earth, not a simple measure of combat power, but Murong Feng, one of the three unique Poison Sword Immortals, has such magical powers, which can tear up luck, take life yuan, smash people's consciousness, and erase that perception of heaven and earth.

Li Yuanhao showed an anxious and confused look on his face, Murong Feng sneered with one hand, raised one hand, it was a simple starting hand, the body was centered on one kick, twisted heavily, and a fist exploded, directly hitting Li Yuanhao's head, when the punch was made, not only Murong Feng intentionally or unintentionally, the fist had an upward arc.

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty squinted his eyes and was about to take it hard, and when he stretched out his hands, he found that there was no way to hide, and the fist coefficient exploded on his body, Li Yuanhao soared into the air, straight into the clouds, and turned into a small black dot in the blink of an eye.

Murong Feng stood with his hands in his hands, looked up at the sky, the smile on his face was even stronger, under one punch, it would not take the life of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but the hard-won Divine Heaven Realm should also be gone, and it was only a matter of time before he died. 、

There is the constant sound of whirring wind in her ears, white clouds flying by, Li Yuanhao feels that the earth is getting farther and farther away, the mountains and rivers have become small dirt bags, and the rivers have become western lines.

When she was in the air, she already felt that some mysterious feelings were slowly passing from her heart, that is, the distant and intimate feeling was like flowing water, which could not be grasped, could not be kept, and could only be allowed to dissipate.

This is what the Poison Sword Immortal never expected.

Closing his eyes slightly, relaxing, Li Yuanhao took a sharp breath, clasped his hands in front of him, and her body also reached the highest point, the infinite sunlight shone down, plating him with a layer of gold, from rising to falling, Li Yuanhao fell rapidly like a comet, and majestic and magnificent mountains and rivers appeared in front of him.

A palm stretched out and pressed down gently, a clearly visible huge palm print around Murong Feng was standing, and the Poison Sword Immortal stood in it, although it was a simple and ordinary palm, it had the power to destroy the world.

"Oh, a blessing in disguise, a new trick?"

Murong Feng retracted his fist with his feet, and a punch burst out, his fist and palm collided, and a knife-like aura ripple formed, rippling in all directions, and countless waves were set off on the entire big river, lapping on both banks.

Li Yuanhao pressed his other hand on the back of his hand, and Murong Feng's body sank three feet, only his waist, and then it was difficult to sink a bit.

The body folded and retreated, Li Yuanhao stood on the bank of the big river, and recalled the small turquoise sword on the side, like a fairy.

Murong Feng smiled slightly, didn't care if he had the bearing of a grandmaster, pulled his legs and feet out of the ground, and stretched out his hand to pat the dust on his clothes: "Yes, very good, good luck and power, I underestimated you, I thought that the king of a country should be afraid of death, but I never thought that I would be so fearless of death, and I began to appreciate you." ”

Li Yuanhao sneered, taking advantage of the gap to constantly regulate her breath, she had never spoken for the first time, she took the initiative to speak: "Poisonous Sword Immortal Murong Feng, Dawei has a sticky rod, and he is good at searching for secrets in the world, and I know everything about you in your early years." ”

"Those things have passed for many years, why do people keep mentioning them, people keep talking about it in the Western Regions, I will kill those people with long tongues, and I have been killing them for decades, and the chaos in my ears has just calmed down, and I have a peace, and today you talk about it in the Northern Wei Dynasty, do you want to disturb my mind? Li Yuanhao, you don't have to be like this, because you are very successful!"

The two small scarlet snakes on Murong Feng's arms circled down, swam along the edge of the big river, and then plunged headlong into the waves and disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, the rivers and lakes rolled, a large piece of Yin red stirred in the river, and the two behemoths broke through the water, standing tall with their heads held high, and their eyes showed fierce light!