Chu Feng opened his eyes, a wisp of seeing through the red dust appeared in his eyes, and the thought of returning to nature flashed in his mind, but they were all defeated by his heart, suppressed and expelled, and finally disappeared quickly.

"Destiny consumed 100 points!" Chu Feng looked at the interface and saw that there were only 30 points left in the fate value, which made him secretly speechless.

The Yijin Sutra is the supreme martial arts of the gold system, and in history, I am afraid that only the Bodhidharma Ancestor who created this divine skill has cultivated to the consummation realm.

"After raising this layer of the Yi Jin Sutra, my qi and blood have consumed up to one percent. It seems that the Vajra Body Protector Divine Skill is very obvious for the growth of qi and blood......! Chu Feng felt the changes in qi and blood, and then secretly rejoiced.

His current qi and blood, like a dragon and mercury, are extremely powerful, hundreds of times that of ordinary people, like the first time to improve his dart skills, with his current qi and blood, he can directly improve one or two hundred times in one breath!

"The seven layers of the Yijin Sutra, the next thing is to go all out to penetrate the meridians and hone the true qi .........!" With a flash of his gaze, the interface disappeared, and Chu Feng immediately entered the deepest level of cultivation.

…… Days flew by.

In the Song Palace.

Banner hunting, heads swaying, the sky wind howling, and the grim aura of slaughter appeared on the faces of everyone present.

A wide jousting ring was erected. On both sides of the ring are a forest of Ouchi masters, holding long grabs, standing like a pine, waiting for the battle.

After a short period of planning, a martial arts competition planned by Cheng Gonggong was finally held as scheduled.

"The show is about to begin...... Chu Feng's gaze looked down lightly, looking at those so-called masters.

These martial arts masters are just small characters in the rivers and lakes, and there are few martial arts people who can get on the stage.

Chu Feng was bored when he saw it, and simply closed his eyes and impacted the meridians, which was much more interesting than watching the martial arts competition.

Soon, it finally advanced to the last step.

There is no difference from the original, and it was also Yuelu who won the championship.

Yuelu looked sad and joyless, stepped on the steps step by step, walked in front of the emperor, and knelt down.

As soon as his ears moved and his eyes turned slightly, Chu Feng saw Yang Guo, who was holding a hat on the side, playing a requiem.

As early as in the martial arts ring, Yang Guo controlled Yuelu with spiritualism, hoping to get rid of the emperor with Yuelu's hand, so that Cheng's father-in-law could get a chance.

Now as soon as the Requiem sounds, the sorcerer is fascinated and manipulated by the caster.

With a choking sound, Yuelu suddenly drew her sword and stabbed at the emperor.

The emperor was shocked and retreated, obviously not expecting Yuelu to suddenly stab, and if he couldn't dodge in time, he was immediately scratched by the short sword, and he was drenched in blood.

Chu Feng glanced at General Li and saw that he looked panicked, his eyes widened, but he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't say a word.

Chu Feng had already practiced the acupoint technique, and he was unable to move because he was holding the acupoints all over his body.

At this moment, Wu Di suddenly appeared, with a sassy temperament, a sword in his hand, and a flying spirit.

"Little shoemaker!" Moondew shouted in surprise.

General Li's eyes were full of joy when he saw the little shoemaker, followed by a strong look of worry.

Wu Di glanced over and looked at him, his eyes suddenly shrank.

"Father-in-law Cheng, you want to seek a dynasty and usurp the throne, these are all bureaus designed by you, right?!" Wu Di said coldly.

"Little shoemaker, you're not dead!" Gonggong Cheng glanced at General Li, who couldn't move on the side, but smiled coldly.

"Yes, today, I want you to kill the traitors and thieves, save the emperor, and rescue the princess!" Wu Di choked, pulled out his sword, and pointed at his father-in-law.

"It's up to you, kid!" Cheng's father-in-law's face was angry, he glanced at Chu Feng, and found that Chu Feng was not there, so he couldn't help frowning, and his face changed slightly.

"Go on, take him down for me!" Cheng Gonggong waved his long sleeves, his momentum was overwhelming, and he drank coldly.

The wind blows.

Murderous air. Like a rainbow, like an angry wave, like a raging wind, like a flame-like energy piercing the sky.

Immediately, more than a dozen Ouchi masters jumped out in unison, and they had already rushed forward in the midst of the shouting.

"Be careful! Little shoemaker! Yuelu looked at Wu Di, her eyes were red, and she shouted loudly.

"Don't be afraid, I'll save the scales!" Wu Di listened to Yuelu's words, his face turned red, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he looked excited.

"Kill!"

Wu Di Ling was not afraid, and rushed forward with his sword.

The cold sword flashed continuously, the angle was tricky, and the moves were weird, and it actually had the essence of two or three points of evil sword art.

Chu Feng stood in a hidden corner and was singing, and couldn't help muttering secretly: "It seems that you are indeed very suitable for the evil sword technique!" If it is from the palace, wouldn't it be able to exert two hundred percent of the power of the sword technique to ward off evil spirits? ”

There were many changes in the field, Wu Di's swordsmanship, with the sword dance reissue, really killed these masters on their backs.

When Cheng's father-in-law saw it, he snorted coldly and said angrily: "It's all waste, you can't even deal with a little child, what do you want!" Yang Guo, go kill him! ”

"Okay! Become a father-in-law! Yang Guo's eyes flashed, looked at Wu Di and said, "You escaped last time, look at where you escaped today!" ”

"Come on, little man!" Wu Di panted like a cow, looked at Yang Guo, and roared.

"Kid looking for death!" Yang Guo stepped on three steps and blasted out with a punch.

The fist wind roared, and the Ouchi masters who were blocking the front vomited blood and flew out.

Wu Di's face was all over again, his figure flashed, and he quickly retreated out, about to dodge this punch.

"Hmph, dare to scold me, go die!" Yang Guo roared angrily and punched out, like Mount Tai pressing the top, unstoppable.

Wu Di's bones crackled, and the sound of broken bones was heard clearly by everyone present, and they couldn't help but shudder.

Flying out four or five feet upside down, Wu Di fell to the ground, protruding a mouthful of blood, his expression was confused, his eyes were dim, and his original look was completely gone.

"It's up to me......

Chu Feng covered his mask and jumped out from the corner, his body was like lightning, and he was nine zhang away in one step, and between the lightning and the fire, he grabbed Wu Di and Yuelu, and then flew away into the distance.

"Hero, that's it...!" The emperor looked at Chu Feng's back and couldn't help but shout.

"Everyone, be careful, master!"

"Master ......!"

Several Ouchi masters stepped back one after another.

Cheng's father-in-law had a gloomy face, looked at a few Chu Feng who had disappeared without a trace, and said coldly: "Chu Feng ......!" What the hell are you doing! ”

"How many of you, what a waste, what a shit for you?" Cheng's father-in-law was furious, looked at several masters who shrunk their heads and shrunk their heads, and slapped them with one palm, and those masters were suddenly hit, vomiting blood, breaking their bones, and dying.

……

Huashan. Main hall. Rooms.

"Hero, you saved my life again!" Wu Di was lying on the bed, his eyes rolling, looking at Chu Feng and Yuelu on the side.

"Yuelu, are you alright?" Wu Di's eyes were gloomy, his face was pale and bloodless, and his bones were shattered, and he looked at Yuelu, revealing a look of concern.

"I'm fine, you take care of your injuries!" Yuelu smiled and nodded.

"Let's go out and let Brother Wu take care of his injuries!" Chu Feng said to Yuelu, the brightness in his eyes flashed slightly.

Yuelu nodded, took one last look at Wu Di, and left with Chu Feng.

Walking out of the room, the two came to the cliff and overlooked the churning sea of clouds.

A pure black soft cyan silk robe flowed naturally, dragging on the ground for a long time, and a soft and boneless white jade hand gently stroked his long cloud-like hair, which was black and shiny. A faint and fragrant scent emanates from the body.

Her face suddenly changed, it seemed that the cat had turned into a tiger, and she exploded all of a sudden, staring at Chu Feng's eyes in the cold light, and said coldly: "Who are you!" What happened to your master?! ”

"Hehe, it's not ......!"

Chu Feng stood quietly in front of the cliff, his eyes were far away, his expression was calm and calm, and he looked at the clouds outside the sky.

The breeze came slowly, stirring his robe, and his whole person seemed to have a charm that moved with the wind, and his body seemed to be integrated into the breeze and clouds, and he had to ride the wind anytime and anywhere, and ride the clouds straight up to the sky.

。 Stealing incense