With a deep hatred of blood on his back, throwing off a burden, without the slightest nostalgia, Qiao Feng drifted away and quietly disappeared into the night, leaving only a full field of beggars, either scolding or crying.

I wanted to leave with the eldest brother and the second brother, but Duan Yu, the amorous prodigal son, couldn't let go of Wang Yuyan's fetters for a while, and after a moment of hesitation, the two of them had completely lost their sight.

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The east is gradually whitening, and overnight, unconsciously, it passes in a hurry like flowing water.

God seemed to feel Qiao Feng's frustration, and the wisps of drizzle, sprinkling down, wet this landscape picturesquely.

Outside the city of Wuxi, a hill.

The two figures were staggered between the sky and the earth, and the wisps of fierce energy, with the collision of the two, kept sprinkling on the ground, rolling up countless falling rain and weeds, and flying wildly around.

"Roar!"

The two people, who were wet by the rain all over their bodies, didn't know how many moves they had to fight, but they could only hear the sound of dragons and tigers roaring, and with the intertwined power spiraling upwards, straight into the sky, stirring the clouds of the city in the sky, and resounding in the universe against the backdrop of the thunder of the Dao.

I saw that after the two staggered again, Qiao Feng's momentum had climbed to the extreme, completely suppressing the young man. A long cry burst out of Qiao Feng's mouth, the hairband jumped, the long hair fluttered, his arms turned around on both sides of his body, and between the endless internal surges, the raindrops falling from the sky quickly condensed together, forming a huge crystal dragon around him, accompanied by his palms, roaring out, and rushing directly towards the staggered young man.

"Good time!"

Whispering, in the face of the monstrous dragon attacking, the dusk eyes were shining, the golden streamers dyed the rain into a piece of gold, his hands were folded, and the silent Buddha horn sounded in the young man's heart.

Jin Gang rolled and swirled, and a big bell covered the young man's body.

"Boom!"

As soon as the golden bell was formed, the dragon had already attacked, and the two collided, and the water-colored dragon turned into an endless rolling torrent in an instant, drowning the young man.

His hands were clasped together, the young man's eyebrows were Lingran, and the golden internal energy in his body roared out through the meridians around his body, constantly merging into the golden bell, and the wisps of the slightly deformed runes that were impacted by the torrent of the dragon, with the injection of golden true qi, emitted a little crystal clear golden light, and in the rotation of the golden bell, it kept wearing away the power of the torrent surging wildly around it.

"Roar!"

Resisting Qiao Feng's move, the young man didn't have a chance to breathe, looked up, and only felt a trance in front of him, which was originally wide, but at this time it seemed to suddenly become narrow. Stepping on the hills, with dark clouds overhead, Qiao Feng is like a giant between heaven and earth at this moment, standing on top of the sky, traversing the blue and falling yellow springs, flipping his arms like a dragon, and rolling into a tide with internal strength, stirring the eight wind and rain.

With the sound of the dragon's groan, a full eighteen giant dragons with both gods and shapes condensed and formed around Qiao Feng, stirring the momentum of heaven and earth, eighteen dragons were rampant, staggered and horizontal, circling and intertwined, and in Qiao Feng's roar, rushed out.

"Amitabha!"

Eighteen giant dragons galloped at the same time, its momentum enveloped the square heaven and earth, the dragon chanted and shook the sky, the endless suction power spread to all directions, and the rain within a radius of hundreds of meters was actually condensed by the eighteen dragons at this moment, and it suddenly came to the young man who sighed lightly.

"Buzz!"

The dragon strikes the golden bell, and its sound hums.

Eighteen dragons galloped, one after another, kept hitting the golden bell, one bell after another rang the sound of the bell throughout Liuhe, with the boy as the center, the two kinds of energy clashed, and the endless aftermath swept out, layer by layer, circle by circle, the rain that rushed out turned into a little water ripple, affecting the four fields.

"Not good!"

Feeling the pressure around his body, he saw that the golden bell in front of him began to appear in the continuous impact of the dragon, and the corners of the young man's eyes twitched, and the golden gang around his body rolled even more, and the wisps of light blue streamer were immersed in the golden gang and flowed in front of the young man.

"Boom!"

Even if Dusk fully mobilized his internal strength, but after all, he did not fuse the two true qi, and the true qi of the Northern Darkness could not be integrated into the Golden Bell, and with only the Jiuyang true qi, it was obviously impossible to compete with Qiao Feng, who broke through the mirror.

I only heard a sound of Jin Ge shattering, and the golden bell, which was covered with spider web-like cracks, turned into golden fragments under the dragon-shaped wave, and exploded with a bang.

The golden bell shattered, the hair behind the young man's back trembled, and the originally clasped hands suddenly swirled in front of him, and the slowly flowing light blue internal energy swirled up, replacing the rolling golden gang, condensing into a light blue vortex, absorbing all the endless manic energy like the waves crashing on the shore into the whirlpool.

"Hmm!"

With a muffled cry, the young man's face turned pale for a while, and a wisp of bewitching blood red quietly appeared at the corner of the young man's mouth.

After all, he couldn't absorb this kind of manic energy out of his body, even if he used the method of "transformation" in "Northern Shengong", the young man still couldn't bear this level of strength impact without injury.

Although most of the strength was dissolved, the remaining massive dragon-type true qi burst into the young man's body, surging and churning, directly pounced on the two-colored true qi condensed into a cable in the meridians, handing over the short handover, and fighting with white blades.

Finally, when the last water dragon roared and dispersed, and the pale blue vortex in front of the boy disappeared, a mouthful of blood spurted, staining the grass in front of the boy blood-red.

"Whew!"

Sitting cross-legged, concentrating, after a long time, he wore away the domineering dragon-type energy in his body, and when the young man opened his eyes again, Qiao Feng, who was in an epiphany, also slowly opened his eyes.

didn't have time to feel the surging energy in his body, seeing the young man's pale face, a wisp of remorse appeared in Qiao Feng's eyes, and his figure flashed in front of the young man.

"Second brother, how are you!"

"It's okay, minor injury!" He smiled at Qiao Feng who didn't care, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth at dusk, and said with a relaxed face: "I can see with my own eyes that the eldest brother stepped into the half-step void realm, and the younger brother died once, what's the big deal!" ”

"If you step into the Void Realm, it will cost the second brother's life, and the eldest brother would rather not set foot in the Void Realm for half a step in this life!" Resting on Dusk's shoulder, feeling the slightly vague internal strength in the young man's body, Qiao Feng clenched his fists tightly and said hatefully.

Dusk said it easily, but he was just out of the physical realm, and Qiao Feng, who was hard to carry into the realm of things, was already very reluctant, if it weren't for Qiao Feng's one step to the sky, directly from the realm of things and the void, the internal strength was unstable, the foundation was insufficient, and he couldn't burst out of the real combat power of the half-step void realm, otherwise, with the attack just now, the boy would have to be finished even if he came to the two.

Smile bitterly, dusk is also a little helpless, originally the mastery of "Golden Bell Jar", after I cultivated it, I basically didn't have a chance to use it, but now it's good, I used it twice, and all of them ended up in a situation where the golden bell was broken and people were seriously injured.

However, Qiao Feng was able to have an epiphany in the ups and downs of life, and he was blessed by misfortune, and his epiphany broke the mirror, which was completely unexpected by Dusk.

North Qiao Feng, South Murong, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu are equally famous in the rivers and lakes, Murong Fu just broke through the mirror and stepped into the realm of things some time ago, although Qiao Feng's strength is far superior to Murong Fu, but it will not reach the level of direct crushing. It's different now, Qiao Feng, who broke out of the mirror, stepped into the half-step Void Realm, this strength is probably not inferior to Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan.