Chapter 35: The Great War
Performing martial arts and turning power into forms to attack is a true element release.
The release of true qi is also something that only cultivators of the Transformation Yuan Realm can do, although the Qi Refining Realm can cultivate true qi, but because the power of true qi is not strong enough, it is not possible to release true qi.
There are very few that can be done, and I have basically never seen it.
Therefore, Feng Wuchen's fourfold cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm used his true qi to release it, and the power of the fire sword was very powerful, which shocked everyone in the audience.
"I can't imagine that Chen'er will be able to use the sword technique with the fourfold cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm!" Feng Zhengxiong looked at his son in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.
"It's incredible! The power of the sword technique is terrifying!" Feng Qianyang also looked at Feng Wuchen in a daze.
Yu Wanxiong, Xiao Qingqing, Mo Kun, Mo Yuankong, etc., all of them were shocked.
What kind of majestic true qi can this be to achieve the release of true qi? The empire couldn't even do it when refining the qi realm on the first day, wouldn't Feng Wuchen be a monster?
"It seems that the third brother's master is a rather terrifying powerhouse, otherwise how could the third brother have such a powerful sword technique?" Feng Yuan guessed in shock.
The crowd hiding in the room to watch the battle was already stunned.
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was stunned, Feng Wuchen rushed towards Mo Yu without hesitation.
Mo Yu looked at Feng Wuchen who rushed up in horror, trembling all over, his face was pale, and he couldn't speak.
"Yu'er be careful!" Mo Yuankong was the first to come back to his senses, his face changed wildly, and he yelled in panic, and at the same time rushed over.
"Where to go!" Feng Qianyang hurriedly stopped.
"Get out of here!" Mo Yuankong roared angrily: "Feng Wuchen, if you dare to kill my son, I will definitely break your body into ten thousand pieces!"
The corners of Feng Wuchen's mouth hooked up a fierce sneer, and the Fire Sword ruthlessly pierced through Mo Yu's chest, and blood sprayed out.
The threat of Mo Yuankong, the wind is dustless directly as air.
"Yu'er!" Mo Yuankong roared in panic, watching his son fall, his heart was dripping blood, and he was extremely sad and angry.
Pulling out the Flame Sword, Feng Wuchen sneered: "Vulnerable to a blow, my guts are scared." ”
"Ink Rain!" Mo Lei roared, the anger in his heart erupted, and then he rushed madly towards Feng Wuchen.
"How can this be reasonable!" Mo Kun was furious, eager to slash Feng Wuchen to death with one palm.
It's a pity that Mo Kun is facing Feng Zhengxiong, and if he wants to kill Feng Wuchen, he has to defeat Feng Zhengxiong first.
"Mo Kun, Mo Ling'er made a wrong decision, I don't know if she will regret it. Feng Zhengxiong sneered, and was proud and happy for Feng Wuchen in his heart.
"Lei'er, kill Feng Wuchen!" Mo Kun said gloomily and angrily, his fierce eyes staring at Feng Zhengxiong, and his murderous aura became more and more terrifying.
Mo Lei rushed forward angrily, the speed was very fast, and I don't know when, there was already an extra sword in his hand!
Mo Lei is a cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Realm, and his strength is far above Feng Wuchen.
"Brother Feng, be careful!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted worriedly.
"If you want to bully my son, first ask the old lady if she agrees!" Xiao Qingqing said coldly and angrily, and wanted to rush over.
"If you want to save your son, first ask me if I agree!" At this moment, a figure appeared quickly and stopped Xiao Qingqing.
"Second uncle, kill her!" Mo Lei said coldly, and while rushing towards Feng Wuchen, the long sword in his hand was already thrown out.
"Just because you want to kill me?" Xiao Qingqing said coldly, and there was a ferocity in her beautiful eyes that she had never seen before.
"Third brother!" Feng Yuan was shocked and wanted to go to support, but he couldn't get out.
"Hurry up and support Wuchen!" Fengyun Mountain shouted.
Feng Wuchen's face was solemn, and he avoided the attack of the long sword in a thrilling way, and at the same time guessed that Mo Yu would take the opportunity to attack.
Therefore, at the moment of avoiding the long sword, Feng Wuchen urged the wind attribute, and the figure retreated at a faster speed, distancing himself from Mo Lei.
However, Mo Lei's speed was faster, and in a few breaths, he had already caught up with Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen's face changed slightly, Mo Lei's cultivation surpassed him too much, if there was no one to support, Feng Wuchen was not his opponent.
Although Feng Wuchen has the memory and rich experience of the evil dragon god, if the opponent's strength is too strong, even if Feng Wuchen sees through the opponent's moves, he can't avoid it, because Feng Wuchen's own speed is not as good as the enemy.
"Wind is dustless!Die!" Mo Lei roared angrily, grabbing at Wind Dust with one claw, his claws containing a powerful True Yuan power.
Feng Wuchen couldn't avoid it, so he could only stab it with a sword.
"Ding!"
Mo Lei's claws slammed into the tip of the Flame Sword in a hard way, and with a crisp sound, the tip of the sword was blocked half an inch away from the claw by a powerful force.
"Hmph, peerless genius, I'll destroy your genius today and avenge Mo Yu!" Mo Lei said fiercely, murderous.
The powerful force shook Feng Wuchen out with a single shot, his arm was in severe pain, and the flame sword almost broke out of his palm.
The qi and blood in the body are churning violently, if it weren't for Feng Wuchen's strong body, I am afraid that he would have spit blood in his mouth.
"Murray is much faster than me. Feng Wuchen frowned and said secretly.
"Dust!" Feng Zhengxiong's face was full of worry, after all, Feng Wuchen's opponent was Mo Lei.
Even if Feng Wuchen can release his true qi, even if Feng Wuchen's strength far exceeds his own cultivation, the gap with Mo Lei is too big to make up.
"Third brother, be careful, you are not his opponent!" Feng Zhan roared, anxious.
"Third Young Master!" Everyone in the Feng family was shocked, and they all wanted to go to support, but they were entangled by the Mo family.
"Kill Feng Wuchen, kill him for me!" Mo Yuankong roared angrily, with a commanding tone.
His own son was killed, how could Mo Yuankong let Feng Wuchen live?
Zhen Feifeng Wuchen, Mo Lei didn't give Feng Wuchen a chance to breathe at all, he had already rushed up fiercely again, grabbed it in the air, and the long sword that was thrown out before flew back.
The fourfold cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm, Mo Lei didn't pay attention to it at all.
"Ding!"
As soon as Feng Wuchen's figure stabilized, the Fire Sword suddenly slammed into the ground, and there was a crisp sound, and then Feng Wuchen clasped his hands together, and stared at Mo Lei with fierce eyes.
The Feng family was worried, but there was no worry on Feng Wuchen's face, except for being cold and fierce.
A strong force diffused from Feng Wuchen's body, long hair was windless and automatic, looking at Feng Wuchen's posture, it seemed that he was going to fight hard with Mo Lei!
"I can't help myself!" said Murray, his face was full of disdain.
"Does he want to die?" Yu Wanxiong frowned, looking at Feng Wuchen strangely.
With such a big gap in strength, do you still plan to fight hard?
Seeing Feng Wuchen's posture, everyone knew that Feng Wuchen was going to touch it hard, but wasn't this looking for death?
Could it be that the wind is dustless, what is the trick?
The majestic cyan true qi gushed out wildly, and immediately condensed a cyan energy shield on the surface of Feng Wuchen's body!
"The true qi of the wind and dust is extremely majestic, extraordinary true qi!" Yu Wanxiong frowned again.
Everyone present felt Feng Wuchen's strong cyan true qi again, and their hearts were shocked, and their eyes fell on Feng Wuchen again.
"Yellow Rank Intermediate Martial Arts!Breaking Wind Fist!"
Ignoring the wind-free and powerful cyan energy shield, Mo Lei let out a loud shout and slammed his fist fiercely.
"Boom!"
A punch containing strong power slammed firmly on the energy cover, and with a bang, the energy cover shattered in an instant, and Feng Wuchen was shocked by the strong force and flew out.
"I see. Yu Wanxiong finally saw it.
The purpose of Feng Wuchen's condensation energy shield is to reduce damage, and the energy shield resists most of Mo Lei's strength, so that Feng Wuchen's damage is minimized.
However, the wind that was blown away was still injured, and there was already a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"I'll see how long you can last!" Murray continued to pursue, never giving Feng Wuchen any chance.
However, when Feng Wuchen was shaken away, he had already distanced himself again, and he had also gained some time, and many Feng family guards rushed desperately to support.
But their strength can't stop Mo Lei at all.
The body shook rapidly, the long sword in his hand shot fiercely, and the guards fell one after another.
In a few blinks of an eye, Mo Lei was already approaching Feng Wuchen again, and the long sword stabbed mercilessly towards Feng Wuchen.
"Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help it, urged her true qi, used her technique, and rushed out as a black shadow at an astonishing speed.
Ling Xiaoxiao shook her body and appeared, blocking in front of Feng Wuchen, her pretty face was cold, and her jade hand formed a mysterious mark, and she wanted to use her martial arts to resist.
"Xiaoxiao, let's go!" Feng Wuchen was startled and anxious.
Even if Ling Xiaoxiao was a sevenfold Qi Refining Realm cultivator, she was not Mo Lei's opponent.
The moment Ling Xiaoxiao made a move, somewhere in the dark, a mysterious man frowned slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph, I'll send you on my way!" Murray smirked, the fierceness in his eyes a little stronger.
But just as the long sword in Mo Lei's hand was still one meter away from Ling Xiaoxiao, and Ling Xiaoxiao was about to perform his martial arts, a black shadow swayed quickly.
"Ding!"
When the long sword in Mo Lei's hand was still half an inch away from Ling Xiaoxiao, there was a sudden crisp sound, and I saw a pair of fingers clamping the tip of the sword, unable to advance another half an inch!
The fierce gaze swept towards the comer, and Mo Lei said gloomily: "Pavilion Master Yu, do you know what you are doing?"
The person who shot was Yu Wanxiong, and he made a timely move to stop Mo Lei.
"Yu Wanxiong, you dare to meddle in the affairs of my Mo family!" Mo Kun was furious, seeing that Feng Wuchen was about to die in the hands of Mo Lei, but he didn't expect Yu Wanxiong to make a move.
"How can this be reasonable!Yu Wanxiong! You dare to save Feng Wuchen! Wait until the Feng family is destroyed, and then destroy your Wanbao Pavilion!" Mo Yuankong was furious, and his face was full of anger.
Mo Yuankong's threat, Yu Wanxiong directly ignored it, and the moment he made a move, he had already prepared for the worst.
Feng Zhengxiong and the others didn't expect Yu Wanxiong to help, and at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Pavilion Master Yu, aren't you afraid of offending the Mo family?" Feng Wuchen asked in surprise, you must know that the Mo family has the support of the Huangfu family behind it, and Yu Wanxiong also knows it.
Hearing this, Yu Wanxiong smiled slightly: "I couldn't control it for a while, and I made a move, and I'm afraid it's too late to regret it now." ”
"Ding!"
When the words fell, Yu Wanxiong used a little force to break Mo Lei's sword.
Yu Wanxiong's cultivation has also reached the ninefold level of the Transformation Yuan Realm, and Mo Lei is not an opponent at all, so in desperation, Mo Lei has no choice but to vigilantly pull away.
"Yu Wanxiong, you are looking for death!" Mo Kun roared angrily: "Brother Huangfu, kill Yu Wanxiong!"