Chapter 22: Against Zhuo Feng

At this time, Zhuo Feng came back to his senses. A surging anger immediately rose in his heart. The aura on his body was released, and it was the Nine Heavens Realm of the Tempered Body Realm!

It's not an ordinary Nine Heavens, but the pinnacle of Nine Heavens.

In fact, Zhuo Feng was only one step away from the next Open Pulse Realm.

The cultivation of martial artists is divided into seven major realms, namely the Tempered Body Realm, the Open Pulse Realm, the Alien Realm, the Transformation Spirit Realm, the Danyuan Realm, the King Realm, and the Supreme Realm.

After the Nine Heavens of the Tempered Body Realm, it is the Open Pulse Realm. The so-called opening the meridians and expanding the pulse, condensing the spiritual power.

With the age of the weak crown, he cultivated to the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Tempered Body Realm, which was closest to the Open Pulse Realm, no wonder Zhuo Feng was the first day of Qingyun Prefecture.

As soon as he exerted all his strength, Zhuo Feng's expression suddenly changed.

His cultivation is his greatest source of self-confidence!

He looked at Deer Feather with the eyes of a vicious wolf. He must tear apart the enemies in front of him in order to maintain his majesty and position.

"Lu Yu, you want to challenge me, it's just beyond your strength!"

Zhuo Feng did not perform complicated moves, but directly urged the strength and poured it into the sword body.

With the advantage of skill, to carry out tactical crushing.

Every chopping can be described as a tiger's wind.

Zhuo Feng's shot was very unfavorable to Lu Yu.

Before, Lu Yu was able to easily overturn the hundred-person phalanx, because he could easily crack the Red Moon Sword Formation. But fighting with Zhuo Feng is a real contest and a collision of strength.

Zhuo Feng's strength and momentum crushed him, and he was already locked.

"After all, the cultivation realm is too weak. ”

Deer Feather shook his head. He's still not happy with how much efficiency he's improved these days.

In the eyes of outsiders, in a short period of time, he has been promoted all the way to the Seventh Heaven of the Tempered Body Realm, which is certainly a genius. However, in his own eyes, this was too insignificant.

Even in this small Qingyun Prefecture, it is definitely not something that can survive in the Seven Heavens of the Tempered Body Realm now.

"It's only the footwork that wins. ”

Deer Feather showed a basic "toad step", this footwork has only seven steps in total, but in the deer feather foot, it has come out of the feeling of borrowing strength.

Although Zhuo Feng's sword is fierce, it also brings a negative thing, that is, the power is difficult to retract and it is easy to be pulled.

Lu Yu's footwork was unfolded several times, and it was extremely exquisite, although he did not counterattack Zhuo Feng, but Zhuo Feng did not hurt him at all.

Lu Yu is like a flat boat drifting with the wind, letting Zhuo Feng storm and rain, but not falling.

The scene was deadlocked.

All the disciples were stunned, according to this situation, Zhuo Feng used too much force, and when he finally got tired, he was afraid that he would let Lu Yu take advantage of it.

At this moment, a voice was suddenly heard shouting, "Who dares to invade the Gathering Spirit Lake of our Red Feather Sword Sect!"

The voice was majestic and resounded through the mountains and forests.

And as soon as they heard this voice, the disciples of the Red Feather Sword Sect were immediately overjoyed.

Zhuo Feng exclaimed excitedly: "It's Elder Nangong Bo who is here! Lu Yu, you're finished." ”

"Oh, the realm of the Great Perfection of the Open Pulse Realm?"

Lu Yu frowned, he could sense the approximate cultivation realm of the person coming from the fluctuation of his voice. It is the realm of the Great Perfection of the Pulse Opening Realm.

The realm of opening the pulse is divided into five realms, from low to high, which are small consummation, great consummation, small consummation, great consummation, and peak.

At a critical time, the elders of the Red Feather Sword Sect actually arrived.

With his current realm of the Seven Heavens of the Tempered Body Realm, it is already the limit to be able to contain Zhuo Feng, if he is against this Nangong Bo Elder , there is no hope for him.

The master of the Great Perfection of the Open Pulse Realm only needs to crush it with his strength, and he has no way to parry.

The so-called one force will drop ten times, once the gap in the realm reaches a certain level, it is not something that other skills can make up.

Soon, Elder Nangong Bo's figure flashed out.

He locked on to the deer feather at a glance.

He was a little surprised when he saw Zhuo Feng being restrained and falling to the ground, but this did not prevent him from making a move on Lu Yu.

"Those who dare to covet our Juling Lake can only die!"

In Nangong Bo's heart, he already regarded Lu Yu as a person who coveted Juling Lake.

Bang!

A sharp palm wind directly slammed into Lu Yu.

Although Lu Yu had avoided it earlier, he was still affected by the splashing palm wind. He could feel the strong power emanating from Nangong Bo's body.

The master of the Great Perfection of the Open Pulse Realm is really too strong.

It should never be fought hard with Nangong Bo.

But if you retreat, with your own style, I am afraid that I will not be able to avoid Nangong Bo's pursuit.

Nangong Bo drank coldly: "You still want to run, did you run." ”

With both palms agitating, it is necessary to make a continuous back move.

At this moment, six more figures were suddenly seen rushing out of the mountain forest.

Wow!

It turned out that all of them were in the cultivation realm of the Great Perfection of the Open Pulse Realm.

"Who the hell dares to provoke our Akabane Sword Sect. ”

When Zhuo Feng saw these six people, he was even more overjoyed, and he exclaimed, "Elders, why are you all here!

"We came for something, and the head of the house came after that. ”

The six elders who followed immediately locked on to Deer Feather.

Lu Yu was really speechless. It was really a mistake, and it happened that the high-level leaders of the Red Feather Sword Sect all rushed to Juling Lake.

The seven elders of the Red Feather Sword Sect are all here, and there is also the master!

"Aha! Lu Yu, this time you can't fly with your wings plugged. Zhuo Feng made a very proud sound.

Judging from the situation, Lu Yu really has no hope of survival. No matter which direction you retreat from, it will be difficult to get out.

"All those who provoke our Red Feather Sword Sect can only die. ”

The Seven Great Elders all raised their majestic voices.

However, there is one place they overlooked, and that is Juling Lake.

Suddenly, I saw Lu Yu jumping into the Gathering Spirit Lake without hesitation!

With a "plop", the figure of the deer feather quickly disappeared into the lake and disappeared.

Looking at the deer feathers, they sank to the bottom of the lake.

No one expected that Lu Yu would make such a move.

"This kid sent himself to death!"

In the face of Lu Yu's actions, everyone reacted unanimously.

Because the water of Juling Lake contains boiling essence energy, although it can be used as a blessed land for cultivation, there is also a restrictive condition, that is, you can't stay in Juling Lake for a long time, otherwise you will definitely suffer from the backlash of Juling Lake.

Even a master like Elder Nangong Bo couldn't soak more than a stick of incense in the Juling Lake. Every time you practice, you have to breathe for a while before you can move on to the next time.

But this time, the deer feather sank directly to the bottom of the lake, leaving not even a head.

It's not about looking for death.

The boiling water of Juling Lake squeezed Lu Yu, and Lu Yu was afraid that he would not even be able to hold on to ten breaths.

"This kid doesn't have any common sense, and he actually wants to sink into the Juling Lake to escape. Nangong Bo snorted coldly.