Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Dragon Fights

The dragon soared into the sky.

Guo Yinglong's palms were folded together and he suddenly bombarded out.

The dragon-shaped spirit roared and swept up, rolling up the wind, and the momentum was immense, overwhelming.

Rumble!

Gu Feng slashed with a sword.

Two completely different but equally ferocious energies collided together, and suddenly burst into gusts of wind and waves.

With Gu Feng's strength, he couldn't resist it, and his body retreated again and again.

Oh!

There was a high-pitched screech.

A flying dragon rushed out of the wind and waves, fangs and claws, and crashed into it with an indomitable momentum.

"Not good!" Gu Feng's feet kicked heavily on the ground, and the whole person moved out of thin air, barely brushing against this ferocious attack.

The dragon-shaped energy momentum was fierce, and it rushed straight over, destroying the surrounding land and trees to a barren.

Oh!

Another roar.

The dragon-shaped energy actually raised its head and roared, turned its head and continued to pounce towards Gu Feng.

"Hmm, what kind of palm technique is this, and it can automatically pursue?" Gu Feng's face was shocked, this strange move was really unheard of.

A sneer crossed the corner of Guo Yinglong's mouth.

This Gu Feng is just an ordinary person, and he is just a stranger who has set foot on the path of cultivation, how can he know the mystery of his family exercises!

Kang Long is a dragon that flies to the edge of the sky and cannot fly back, and eventually dies of exhaustion.

And the mystery of Kanglong's remorse makes Kanglong, who only knows how to fly, repent, and thus gain the power to roam freely in the sky!

Once locked by this move, the dragon-shaped energy will chase until the moment it chases!

There is no other way than to carry it hard.

As if seeing Gu Feng's miserable appearance of drinking hatred under this move, Guo Yinglong's eyes became more and more vicious.

Loose practice is loose practice!

Even if you are lucky enough to get the cultivation exercises, you are just a frog sitting in a well and watching the sky, and the background of the cultivation family is beyond your imagination.

"You can't dodge this move, you can only block it!" The dragon-shaped energy seemed to have consciousness, and he chased after it, Gu Feng couldn't get rid of it, so it could only be like this.

The qi and blood are tumbling, as if they are boiling, the dragon and the tiger meet, and the momentum is overwhelming!

"Ha!" Gu Feng exhaled, and the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand slashed down fiercely, like an axe to open the mountain, and the majestic sword momentum seemed to be split in two.

Rumble!

The dragon-shaped energy finally exploded and became invisible under this sword.

"Is it possible to break ten thousand laws with one force, what a reckless man who only knows how to use brute force!" Guo Yinglong's eyes flashed, Gu Feng's toughness and strength exceeded his expectations.

"It's worthy of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain's secret Dragon and Tiger Breathing Method, just the Awakening Realm Quadruple will make your qi and blood thick to such an extent!" he sneered, "In that case, I'll see how many palms you can catch?"

"The second palm of the dragon, the dragon swings its tail!" Guo Yinglong's true yuan was surging, and he stood in front of his chest with his palm into a knife, and suddenly broke out.

A huge dragon's tail took shape in the air, and the scales were visible, flickering with a cold glow.

The dragon's tail flicked in the air and slammed into it.

Gu Feng hurriedly dodged.

The ground roared loudly, the ground shook, and cracks appeared under the shaking of the dragon's tail, spreading out like a spider's web, which was very terrifying.

"See how many palms you can catch? Shenlong swings its tail!" Guo Yinglong took out his palm again, and his palm was majestic, as vast as the sea.

Gu Feng wielded a Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, covering left and right, very embarrassed.

"It's useless! The Dragon and Tiger Breathing Method is a flood level breathing method, and it has the first strength in the same level. But your cultivation is too weak to exert the power of this exercise. Guo Yinglong smiled fiercely, "If you are a dragon and tiger, and my palm is to descend the dragon, and you are naturally restrained, how can you win me?"

"Then you're very wrong!" Gu Feng panted, but sneered-for-tat.

"What?" Guo Yinglong looked at Gu Feng with a cold gaze that looked at the dead, and the intent of killing rose in his heart.

"The dragon and tiger breathing method is blessed by the power of the dragon and the tiger, and it has both the leap of the dragon and the power of the tiger! Your dragon descending palm is incomparably powerful, but it only has the mystery of descending the dragon, but it does not have the ability to subdue the tiger!" Gu Feng laughed in a deep voice.

When Guo Yinglong heard this, his face was extremely gloomy and ugly.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how far you go?" he snorted, and slapped his palm again.

"The third palm of the dragon descends, and the flying dragon is in the sky!"

The three dragon-shaped qi came out of their bodies, flying in the air, forming a combined encirclement momentum and besieging towards the ancient peak.

"Is the third palm of the dragon descending?" Gu Feng's face was dark.

The dragon palm is known as the first masculine palm in the world, with great momentum, strong and powerful, and incomparably powerful.

But it also alludes to the way of change in the Book of Changes, the palm method is mysterious, and the changes are endless.

As a person's cultivation becomes more advanced, this palm technique will tend to a higher realm, and there will be more and more palm moves, and theoretically it can even reach an infinite state.

Every time there is an extra palm, the power is increased by one percent, and the power of the dragon palm at the end is even more limitless.

It is said that the head of the Guo family in Xiangyang City can use as many as eighteen palms, and with one palm, eighteen true dragons will be condensed in the void, breaking ten thousand laws and suppressing Daqian.

And according to some myths and legends for unknown reasons, there were once people who cultivated to one hundred and eight palms!

The power of such a palm technique is completely unimaginable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is afraid of destroying the world!

This Guo Yinglong is just in the awakening realm and can use three palms, and in terms of the attainments of the dragon palm, even in the Guo family in Xiangyang, there are a few elite children!

Gu Feng's face was pale, and he had repeatedly activated his qi and blood, and his vitality had been greatly damaged.

But at this time, he didn't have so many scruples, his qi and blood surged and all retracted into his body in an instant, and the whole person actually expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his green muscles burst out, turning into a giant with tangled muscles.

If the masculine qi and blood of the human body are manifested outside, it is completely a nemesis-like existence for the evil ghosts of yin and evil.

But for the same human beings, the masculine power of qi and blood is of little use!

At this time, Gu Feng used his qi and blood to strengthen his muscles and bones, and his whole person was fierce, like a tiger coming down the mountain.

The dragon-like energy coiled around and flew from the sky.

Gu Feng didn't let it go at all, and rushed straight up, actually fighting with it with the strength of his own body!

What a fight!

The female ghost Xiaoqing on the side secretly gritted her teeth, and her already bloodless face looked more and more terrifying.

Gu Feng's majestic qi and blood made her dare not get close to the slightest.

Her eyes flashed, and she suddenly saw Ning Caichen trembling not far away, and suddenly showed a vicious smile, "That's right! As long as you catch this weak scholar, this cultivator can only surrender obediently!"

Xiao Qing's figure flashed, her dark nails kept stretching, and she pinched Ning Caiche's neck.

Sou!

At this moment, a strange wind sounded.

A white silk actually broke through the air, slapped Xiaoqing's claws away, and then rolled up Ning Caichen and retreated quickly.

Seeing this, the female ghost Xiaoqing's eyes were bloodshot, anxious and angry.

"It's you!