Wu Feng used the true yuan, his whole body was shrouded in true qi, and his clothes were like those monks, and he puffed up without wind.

The feeling of using the true yuan is very wonderful, at the beginning, the whole body seems to be hollowed out, but when a warm current slides towards the dantian, it is like a flame that is about to be extinguished at any time and thrown into an oil field, and suddenly ignites a raging fire, it is this feeling, Wu Feng felt that his heart was beating faster at this time, his eyes were red and his ears were hot, and his whole body was extremely hot, and he felt that he had endless strength in his body, and he urgently needed to find something to vent the endless power in his body.

The use of true yuan is like this, not only burning life, but also overdrawing one's own cultivation, strict zhòng, after this time, it is likely that the cultivation will be completely wasted, and one qiē will have to start over, and if it is lighter, it will also waste three or five years of cultivation, but when Wu Feng was in the Broken Soul Cliff, he only practiced the Tao with his grandfather for one year, and his cultivation was on top of the ordinary cultivator's forty or fifty years of practice, and it didn't matter if he wasted a few years, it was a big deal to go back to the Broken Soul Cliff to re-cultivate for a year and a half, But this loss of life cannot be remedied in any way.

So what, I don't plan to ask for my life, who cares about the life span of these years.

Wu Feng's footsteps are getting faster and faster, like a crazy beast, even the original honest face has become fierce and inexplicable, and there is a fire burning in his heart, which makes him **** unbearable, suddenly, Wu Feng roared, looked at the direction of the masked old way, and accelerated his pace and ran over.

Watching Wu Feng approaching quickly step by step, the masked old Taoist also saw some clues, this kid's cultivation is not low, this time he used the true yuan, and his cultivation has increased a lot, it must be a difficult character to deal with, the corners of the masked old Tao's eyes twitched slightly, and he said gloomily: "Okay!" Since you are so anxious to die, then the poor way will play tricks with you, the offspring......"

These words almost popped out of the mouth of the masked old man.

As soon as the words fell, the masked old man's figure rose from the ground and fell in front of Wu Feng like a whirlwind, stretching out his palms and slapping them on Wu Feng's chest.

Wu Feng's eyes were red, seeing that the old man's palms attacked, he also carried his own housekeeping skills Yin Rou palm, others played with him, Wu Feng is the most fearless, the whole world, to say that Wu Feng is afraid, there is only the ancestor and grandfather, his old man's palm can no longer be seen with human eyes, just with the palm wind, you can split the thousand catties of boulder in half, if it hits a person, the bones and internal organs of the whole body are estimated to be shocked into a mess.

Grandpa Zu, in Wu Feng's heart, has always been the embodiment of a fairy.

Wu Feng's feminine palm is through the guidance of his old man, just ask the world, how many people can be opposed?

"Boom", Wu Feng also raised his palms, seemingly gently colliding with the masked old way, but in fact, the strength was restrained, the power was endless, stirring up layers of gangqi, spreading to the surroundings, blowing Huikong monk and others almost stood unsteadily, fell to the ground, even those powerful fierce souls will inevitably be in shape for a while.

With this palm, the masked old Taoist only felt that a mountain of energy was surging through Wu Feng's palms, instantly submerging him, and the qi and blood in his chest and abdomen surged, and he couldn't help but feel a sweet throat, spurting out a mouthful of old blood, and his body flew backwards!