Chapter Eighty-Five: The True Dragon Leaves the Abyss

The heavy and wide blade of the Open Heaven fell down, and the forward momentum of the spring moon was blocked, so he had to stop his steps.

Seeing that the person who came was the quenching realm kid who had just rudely snatched the wine, he suddenly despised it.

The air splitting fist struck the blade of the knife, and after a bang, the aftermath spread, like floating clouds.

A huge impact came from her right fist, and Chunyue snorted and retreated half a foot sharply.

And Feng Yi was not comfortable, his right arm was sore, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the blood flowed for a long time.

He didn't use the Blood-Burning Secret Technique, but only triggered the Yuan Force and fought hard with the Spring Moon in the middle of the Inner Breath Realm.

The results were evenly matched, and no one was able to take advantage.

With this blow, Feng Yi had already guessed his exact combat power.

It is correct from the previous speculation, if you don't use the Blood Burning Secret Technique, it is roughly the same as the middle stage of the Inner Breath Realm.

"Good boy, my aunt and grandmother underestimated you. After Chunyue stopped, she looked at Feng Yi coldly, and her ape lips opened, spit out her scarlet tongue, and licked her lips.

Feng Yi pouted and smiled, "Boy, I didn't expect that you are a woman's family, and your strength is not weak for men." ”

On the other side, Feng Yuan and Leng Jun have been inseparable. Shen Bin and Lingzhi watched from the sidelines, wanting to intervene to help, but they were intimidated by the aftermath and couldn't get close at all.

"Kill......"

The hundreds of subordinates of the Cold Mountain Sect finally reacted, and the swords danced wildly, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the heavens and the earth, and rushed over with a bang.

Shen Bin and the spirit idiot hurriedly stepped forward to block the momentum of the hundred people.

Chen Ling and Gongsun Yi were not idle, they each took their blades in their hands, and assisted Shen Bin and the others to fight and kill the enemy.

Chen Ling lost an arm, her cultivation was greatly reduced, and she was slightly unable to fight against the subordinates of the Cold Mountain Sect, and whenever the situation was critical, the spirit idiot would free up her hand to help her out of the siege.

Although Gongsun Yi's cultivation is not shallow, his Yuan Li is locked, and his combat power cannot be fully exerted.

Fortunately, with Shen Bin by his side, safety is also safe.

Everyone fought bloodily, how could Feng Yi spend more time with that ugly-looking woman?

Chunyue is also good, although she is a woman, she is not as weak as a woman, and she fights a little more bravely than ordinary men.

Feng Yi's Open Heaven Blade walked a wide open and closed road, and the tricks were all based on fierce bombardment, which was both fierce and fast.

And Chunyue's splitting fist is also practiced extremely hard, and the fist style can't block the knife body, so he slams it with his fist.

The roar is continuous, the explosion is ups and downs, and it is deafening.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, my aunt and grandmother want to see how much strength you have. ”

The fist and knife were separated, and Chunyue and Feng Yi each retreated half a zhang.

Without waiting for Feng Yi to take more breath, Chunyue had already drunk and smashed his fists. The fist was violent, and it was clear that he had exhausted all his strength.

Feng Yi didn't dare to hold it up, so he was busy gathering his strength, and then blocked it with a horizontal knife.

"Boom!"

The blade trembled, Feng Yi retreated two feet in a row, his arms were sore, and his chest and abdomen were undulating. The mouthful of muffled blood that had been suppressed under the throat for a long time could not be held back after all, and it spurted out.

The blood-stained blade of the knife, Feng Yi was secretly frightened: "What a fierce woman, it's really true." ”

Looking up in front of him, he saw that Chunyue's right fist had been shattered, and he was holding his right arm and was eager to spin in the air. After spinning three or five times, the force of the shock was dissipated and fell to the ground.

"Poof......

It was also a mouthful of stuffy blood spurting out.

The two competed, each with some injuries, and once again there was no winner.

"Damn, how many products of Xuandao, so hard?" Chunyue swallowed a healing pill and scolded violently.

Feng Yi couldn't allow her to do more pranayama, and glanced behind her, but seeing that Chen Ling, Gongsun Yi and the others were fine, he hurriedly dodged and flew forward, swinging his knife and slashing again.

But I saw that Chunyue was standing in place, unmoving, just cold eyes.

The energy all over the body is surging, like a wave crashing on the shore, one layer is stronger than the other.

Feng Yi frowned, "Could it be that she wants to use some secret technique?"

The mystery of the secret art of burning blood, Feng Yi has a deep experience. But he is not stupid to think that he has this secret technique that can increase his combat power, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, he understands it very well.

Now that I saw the spring moon in such a situation, it seemed to be a precursor to some secret technique. I didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and hurriedly silently used the secret technique of burning blood.

The blood in his eyes flooded, and the afterglow swept over the battlefield between Feng Yuan and Leng Jun, but he saw that Leng Jun was being pressed and beaten by Feng Yuan, his short body was stained with blood, and he seemed to be injured not lightly.

But when the two separated, Leng Jun also swallowed a pill, and then stood on the spot, and blood flashed on his face.

The momentum has increased dramatically, and the situation is the same as that of the spring moon.

"Could it be the secret technique of the Cold Mountain Sect?"

Feng Yi secretly thought in his heart, and then seemed to think of something, and hurriedly denied this speculation, "No, it's the pill just now." ”

Chunyue swallowed the pill, he thought it was just an ordinary healing pill, but now, it seems that this is not the case.

The heavy knife is coming, and with the blessing of the blood-burning secret technique, the violent power on the blade is more than 200,000 catties?

If such a knife is really chopped, don't say that Chunyue's skeleton is very large, she is a copper-headed iron brain, and there is no reason to live.

What Feng Yi didn't expect was that after the qi waves outside Chunyue's body were stacked nine times, he suddenly stopped.

And the momentum on her body has far surpassed the cultivation of the middle stage of the Inner Breath Realm, and it seems to be on par with the powerhouses of the late stage of the Inner Breath Realm.

Feng Yi faced the and couldn't help but be in a trance for a while.

It is not beneficial to think more, no matter how many times the opponent's combat power is increased by the secret medicine, as long as this knife is cut down, everything will naturally be clear.

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, the wind rose, and it was the spring moon with both fists out, and the strong wind driven by the splitting fist was whistling.

Wherever the strong wind went, the air was pressed to the point of bursting and crackling, like a fire burning dry wood.

But when the strong wind touched the blade of the Open Heaven Blade, it was immediately dispersed by the boundless fury of the intent that it carried.

Although the strong wind dispersed, Chunyue's fists did not retreat.

"Bell ......"

The two fists smashed into the blade, and the huge force recoiled, Feng Yi was like a meteor, flying and falling, and fell straight away ten zhang away.

And the spring moon was also shocked by the force of the recoil, and the tall body sank to the ground, and the cracked frozen ground reached the chest.

If it weren't for the two huge meat balls on her chest that were different from ordinary people, I am afraid that this woman's entire body would be slammed into the ground by Feng Yi's knife.

Blood spurted out of the nostrils and flowed wildly from the seven orifices of the spring moon.

"Brother Feng......"

Seeing this, Chen Ling couldn't help but shout.

But he was distracted by this shout, and was immediately slashed in the right leg by a guard of the Cold Mountain Sect with a sword.

The blood flowed like an infusion, and the spirit idiot hurriedly rushed forward, stabbed the guard to death, and then pulled Chen Ling out of the battlefield quickly.

After standing still, he hurriedly pointed to Chen Ling's right leg and counted the dots, sealed the acupoint to stop the bleeding, and then returned to the field, fighting endlessly.

Chen Ling dragged the injured leg, jumped to Feng Yi's side, and touched the Xuan Bao on his waist, but there was no healing pill.

At that moment, he took out the pill from his self-styled Xuan Sac and stuffed it into his mouth.

Feng Yi stood up on the ground, his chest heaving, and his injuries were unbearable.

And Chunyue was not comfortable, and no one fed her the healing pill, so she could only stick half of her body in the ground, and after breaking free for a while, it was difficult to break free.

"I'm fine, you have to be careful. ”

Feng Yi stood up with Chen Ling's support, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth and nose, and then smiled at the one-armed girl with red eyes.

The Open Heaven Blade was clenched in his hand, leaning on the ground, and Feng Yi took one step at a time, walking towards the spring moon.

On the other side, Gongsun Feixiong was still paralyzed on the ground, gasping for breath.

And Feng Yuan's Wind and Thunder Palm had also collided with Leng Jun's Splitting Fist.

The explosion was mixed in the roar of the Distant Heavenly Beast, and the two of them each retreated more than three feet.

Feng Yuan was seriously injured, half unconscious, and wanted to get up but had no power to do so.

Leng Jun's situation was much better, and after he made up his mind, he turned his head to look at Chunyue, and was suddenly shocked, "Senior sister, ......"

Hurriedly ran forward, dragged Chunyue's body out, took out a healing pill in his arms, and stuffed Chunyue's mouth with a trembling right hand.

"Little brute, I have to kill you. ”

Leng Jun's eyes were about to split, but Feng Yi had already stepped forward.

"Split the air!"

Leng Jun drank violently, and smashed a punch into Feng Yi's chest.

At the same time, Chunyue had also suppressed the severe injury, and together with her senior brother, she reached forward with both fists and attacked Feng Yi urgently.

One is a master in the late stage of the Inner Rest Realm, and the other is a master in the middle stage of the Inner Rest Realm.

The two of them are from the same sect, and the martial arts and Xuangong they have learned are all in the same line. Now fighting side by side, all of a sudden, the qi and the machine are linked, the resonance is resonant, and the strength of the fist increases sharply.

And the two of them swallowed the secret medicine to increase their combat power, and under such improvements, the power of these four fists was in front of Gongsun Feixiong in the early stage of the Xuan Realm, and they would never dare to touch its edge.

"Brother Feng, get out of the way!"

Feng Yuan got up with difficulty and shouted a warning.

Chen Ling also shouted: "Brother Feng, be careful......"

The warning sound of the two attracted the attention of Gongsun Yi and the others and the disciples of the Cold Mountain Sect, and they all stopped the attack in their hands and turned their heads to look at it together.

The fist wind roared like a tiger, shaking the mountains and forests.

Feng Yi didn't dodge or dodge, as if he was frightened.

No, not only was he stunned, but he also closed his eyes tightly.

"Is he going to be tied up and killed?"

Gongsun Feixiong frowned.

In this situation, Feng Yuan was injured, and it was difficult for him to exert his combat power, if Feng Yi died again, he would be in danger.

Feng Yuan and the others were also worried, but everyone in the Cold Mountain Sect praised loudly: "The two sect masters have great skills, and they are invincible in the world!"

It's noisy and noisy.

At this moment, the Heaven Opening Blade in Feng Yi's hand suddenly moved.

A wave, just a simple wave.

"Knife ......"

Feng Yuan, Chen Ling, Gongsun Yi, Shen Bin, and the spirit idiot all had such a word in their hearts.

The true meaning contained in the knife is the knife momentum, indomitable, invincible, killing gods when encountering gods, and killing ghosts when encountering ghosts.

And this swing of the knife technique is the knife that Feng Yi realized in the small cave before.

This sword is nameless, not only the sharpness of the wind-chasing knife, but also the swiftness of the gossip dragon palm, as well as the eighteen-style of the heavenly sword.

With a knife, the color of the sky and the earth changed.

This time it is not the heaven and earth imagined by Feng Yi, but the real heaven and earth in the outside world.

Dark clouds rolled in, strong winds roared, thunder and lightning resonated, and white light disintegrated.

"Boom!"

Thunder fell, and the mountains shook.

"Ahh......h

There was a dragon roar, and it emanated from Feng Yi's body, and also from the Heaven Opening Blade in Feng Yi's hand.

The true dragon leaves the abyss, this is the true meaning hidden in the first layer of the Great Compassion Fu.

When the first layer of Feng Yi's exercises was about to be consummated, it was triggered by this knife that contained the momentum of the knife.

The dragon roared for nine days, and all the creatures on the vast earth trembled and chilled.

For example, the distant sky is violently heading south, roaring and roaring beast tides, such as Gongsun Feixiong, Feng Yuan, Gongsun Yi and others in the vicinity.

Leng Jun and Chunyue bore the brunt of the attack, and the pressure they faced was naturally worse than others.

They only felt a phantom in front of them, as if a real dragon was rushing towards them.

The body of the true dragon contains blazing fire, which seems to be able to incinerate everything in the world, including the boiling essence blood and yuan power in the bodies of the two of them.

In the fire, mixed with fierce knife momentum, slashing the heavens and the earth, and splitting the sky.

"It's a knife ......"

Leng Jun shouted again and again, and Gongsun Feixiong, who was not far away, also exclaimed: "It's actually a knife momentum!"

The words of the two landed, but the dragon chanting had stopped. The dark clouds and strong winds in the sky have also disappeared, and the roaring thunder has also fallen silent immediately.

The Open Heaven Blade fell, and Feng Yi opened his eyes.

In front of him, Leng Jun and Chunyue stood side by side in a daze, looking left and right, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

"Haha! It turned out to be just a fake knife ......"

Leng Jun's words full of the meaning of the aftermath of the catastrophe were not finished, and he suddenly paused.

When he looked down at himself again, his short body burst open with a "bang" and turned into minced flesh all over the ground, only blood was splashed and scarlet.

The same is true of the spring moon, even the waist bag and clothes are not spared.

The two pools of dirty blood blended together, and a low peak thirty zhang away behind the dirty blood suddenly trembled and collapsed.

The sky was full of smoke and dust, and the cracks of the collapse of the low peaks were as smooth as a knife.

If you don't ask, you can know that it was destroyed by Feng Yi's knife.

The audience was silent, and after the violent sound of the low peak collapsing fell silent, the silence remained.

Only Feng Yi was carrying a knife, his eyes were flooded with blood, and he stood proudly on the spot.