And Wu Feng was obviously shocked a lot, the muscles on his face twisted for a while, and he fell out in the opposite direction from the masked old way.

However, Wu Feng because of the thousand-year-old red Lingzhi, and with the blessing of the true yuan, the breath is long, full of stamina, this palm fights, although there are some internal injuries, the dantian soon burned a fire, a steady stream of true qi towards the eight veins of the Qi Jing wandered away, repairing the damage in the body, since it took a few years of yang longevity and cultivation, it naturally has its benefits, which is also the only advantage that Wu Feng has a slight advantage over the masked old way.

The masked old man was shocked by Wu Feng's palm, one palm gently fell to the ground, and his body ejected again, looking at Wu Feng's eyes, it was not only yin, but also endless anger and shyness, he had been practicing hard for decades, and he was injured by a young man who was less than twenty years old, how could he swallow this mouthful.

Standing four or five feet away from Wu Feng, the masked old man took a deep breath and exhaled another breath of turbidity, and then said in a dark voice: "Good boy, it's really hidden, Poor Dao felt that you were not simple from the beginning, but I didn't expect you to be much more powerful than the old man imagined, I really underestimated you, I knew that Poor Dao should have killed you from the beginning, how could there be such a situation now?!" ”

Wu Feng's eyes were red, panting, his body was hot and unbearable, he just wanted to vent the anger in his heart, his body was like a fast-running machine, he couldn't stop at all, he didn't even hear the words of the masked old man clearly, he didn't say a word, he raised his palms and slashed at the masked old man again.

Since Wu Feng was ready to die, and he didn't bring any powerful magic weapons on his body, he was worried that once he was killed by this masked old way, the treasures of his body would be taken away by this old way, which was what the ancestor grandfather left to himself, and his life could be lost, and the things of the ancestor and grandfather must not be lost, so he would not lose the entire face of Maoshan.

Therefore, the only thing Wu Feng can use now is the pair of fleshy palms on his body.

Seeing Wu Feng coming, the masked old Taoist did not panic, but quickly took out a few yellow paper talismans, pinched his fingers and recited the trick, and then hit Wu Feng with a few sword talismans one after another.

Seeing the sword rune flying quickly, Wu Feng was running, and he also quickly recited the formula, in the void, he drew a volley spell with his fingers, almost completed in the blink of an eye, the volley spell flashed with golden light, and a lot of mysterious and complex runes appeared on it, and then, Wu Feng stretched his hands out, and the void spell also became larger instantly, and his hands pushed forward, and the void charm quickly pushed forward, colliding with the several sword runes of the masked old way, this impact, quietly, the void charm was like a big package, shrouding those sword runes, It turned into a ball of fire in mid-air, and dissipated into nothingness.

At the moment of the firelight, it illuminated Wu Feng's face that had become red due to the full of true qi, and also illuminated the resentful eyes of the masked old man, and the two of them quickly fought again, you come and go, fists and feet are added, fast as lightning, especially the masked old man's dust, dancing, only a white shadow can be seen, enveloping Wu Feng.

Although with Wu Feng's full help, the three Huikong brothers also had a hard time dealing with these eight or nine murderous spirits, and everyone was colored, especially the great monk Huiming, who was originally masked and bloody, and now he was surrounded by two old ways, and under the addition of swords, there were several more shocking wounds on his body, and he was beaten back again and again, and he had no power to parry.