Li Wenfeng clenched his fists, and the green tendons on his fists protruded, like a writhing green snake, trying to penetrate through the skin. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He puffed up his strength, and his whole body, like an inflating balloon, was the size of a tripe in a few moments.

Immediately, he opened his mouth wide, and a blue-white light appeared in his mouth, the light became more and more intense, more and more dazzling, and with a "whoosh", a dazzling blue-white pillar of light erupted from his mouth, stabbing straight at Xiao Mu.

"Go, Leopard God's Roar!"

Xiao Mu didn't choose to dodge, because he felt that Li Wenfeng's martial arts move could be resisted. He stretched out his right hand, and the white light in his palm swirled, and those white lights continued to tremble as if they were alive. In a matter of moments, the white light formed a fist-sized ball of light.

"Go ahead, Reimaru!"

With a "bang", the blue-white pillar of light and the white ball of light collided heavily, and then, a blue-white ripple slowly came out from the intersection, and the whole ground was turbulent and shaking, and the surrounding trees were constantly trembling, and the leaves fell from the branches, like dead green butterflies.

The tiles on both sides of the building were frantically rolled up, and then all fell to the ground, turning into black shards, and the sound was incessant.

The vibration lasted for a long time before it slowly stopped. The ground was dusty, and a large mesh crack appeared.

Li Wenfeng gasped for a few breaths, a little out of breath, he had just used this "Leopard God Roar", which had already consumed a quarter of his spiritual power.

At the same time, he was also shocked in his heart, thinking to himself: What is the strength of this kid, is he really just a rookie who has just entered the Primal Spirit Realm? We have fought for so many rounds in a row, and I have used so many tricks, but I still can't hurt this kid in the slightest.

Xiao Mu seemed to see Li Wenfeng's inner thoughts, and said lightly: "Li Wenfeng, my strength is only the Primordial Spirit Realm Dacheng, the same realm as you, and it has been less than two months since I entered the Primordial Spirit Realm. ”

"Really?" Li Wenfeng took a deep breath, although Xiao Mu personally admitted that his current strength was the completion of the Primal Spirit Realm, and the time was less than two months, however, he still didn't believe it in his heart, with his feelings, Xiao Mu had already touched the threshold of the consummation of the Primal Spirit Realm, and I was afraid that ordinary martial artists of the Primal Spiritual Realm Consummation would not be able to win against him.

Thinking of this, Li Wenfeng felt a little regretful in his heart, if he had known Xiao Mu's true strength, he should not have accepted this task.

"Now, there is no way to turn back, and now I can only bite the bullet!"

Li Wenfeng made up his mind in his heart, he slowly stretched out his hands to the sides, his fists were clenched, and the dantian was running, and the spiritual power in his body was constantly surging, like a tide. Immediately, the tide of spiritual power in the dantian began to set off stormy waves, and then, golden points of light appeared on his body, densely packed and clustered together.

Xiao Mu squinted his eyes and thought: What kind of move is this, the power should not be weak.

"Xiao Mu, my move is called Super Leopard God Roar, it is the most proud martial art in my life, and it is also my most powerful martial art, if this move can't defeat you, I can only admit defeat!"

As he spoke, Li Wenfeng's body shook, and those golden points of light began to rush towards his mouth, constantly converging in his mouth, and after a while, a golden ball of light the size of a sea bowl was formed, and the ball of light was wrapped with circles of orange lines, and those lines kept rolling.

"Go, Super Leopard God Roar!"

Li Wenfeng roared, and a thick pillar of light burst out from the ball of light, slamming into Xiao Mu fiercely, and the illusion of a golden leopard faintly appeared in the pillar of light.

Xiao Mu squinted, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" He likes strong opponents the most, the stronger the better.

Xiao Mu spread out his right hand again, and there were circles of spiritual power chains wrapped around his palm, and these chains gathered together to form a white ball, the bigger the ball, the bigger it was, and at the same time, the ball continued to rotate, and a white aura aura was wrapped around his body.

"Go, Twentyfold Spirit Pill!"

With a "whoosh", the white ball of light was like a white meteor, holding a long comet tail, and slammed into the golden pillar of light.

"Bang bang bang", after the white ball of light and the golden pillar of light collided, a series of crashing sounds were emitted, and the sound became louder and louder, like thunder, deafening. At the same time, several white-gold spiritual power chains appeared at the intersection, and those spiritual power chains writhed wildly like long snakes, and everywhere they passed, they were all messy and hideous.

There was another "bang", and a willow tree next to it, which could only be hugged by four or five people, was hit by an iron chain, broke in the center, and fell out of the air.

The rift under the feet of the two of them continued to grow, spreading outward, like countless black vines, devouring in all directions.

As the cracks continued to engulf, the ground became cranked, and at the same time, the surrounding buildings continued to crumble, stirring up a large cloud of dust.

After the white ball of light collided with the golden pillar of light, it burst out with a dazzling white-gold light, and the light rushed to the bullfight, occupying a large area of the sky, making it impossible to open people's eyes.

After a long time, the white-gold glow began to slowly fade.

"Snort", a large crack appeared on the golden pillar of light, and the crack continued to spread outward, and in an instant, it covered the entire pillar of light like a creeper.

"Bang bang bang", the pillar of light shattered. And the white ball of light was intact, and with a "whoosh", the white ball of light turned into a light and shadow, and hit Li Wenfeng's body heavily.

At this time, Li Wenfeng couldn't dodge at all, he had exhausted all his spiritual power. Immediately afterward, his body flew upside down, dragging a large crack in the ground and finally crashing into a stone wall.

"You lost!" Xiao Mu spit out a few words, but he didn't rush to kill them all, and after seeing that Li Wenfeng was defeated, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, you, are you going to leave like this?" Li Wenfeng trembled and got up from the pile of rubble, his forehead, face, neck, clothes were covered with gray and gray, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood.

Xiao Mu took the foot that stepped out, turned back lazily, and said, "I'm not leaving, do you want me to stay and eat?"

"I, I-" Li Wenfeng was speechless for a while, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, originally thought that Xiao Mu would take the opportunity to kill himself.

"If it's okay, I'll go!" Xiao Mu turned his head and walked towards the other side of the alley.

"Wait," Li Wenfeng stopped Xiao Mu again, and suddenly said, "Three days later, are you also going to go to the Sixteen Nights Demon Tomb?"

Xiao Mutou said without looking back: "Yes, so what?"

Li Wenfeng hesitated, and after thinking about a lot of determination, he kindly reminded: "If you can, don't go there, because Young Master Zhuo Jianfeng is brewing this big conspiracy, if you go, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky." After a pause, he said again, "The world is so big, there are so many places to bury treasures, there is no need to go to the Sixteen Nights Demon Tomb, go, go, go-"

What he originally wanted to say was to send him to death, but when the words came to his lips, he was still intercepted alive.

"Of course, if you want to know about the conspiracy, I'm afraid I can't tell you. Li Wenfeng's mind was in turmoil, and he wanted to tell Xiao Muzhuo about Jianfeng's conspiracy for a while, but he didn't want to for a while.

When he thought about it, he raised his head, but saw that Xiao Mu was no longer there.

Xiao Mu was not interested in listening to Zhuo Jianfeng's conspiracy, and said in his heart: "The Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and the God blocks and kills the God, what is there to be afraid of!" After a moment of effort, Xiao Mu returned to the restaurant, and as soon as he returned to the room, after locking the door, he couldn't wait to take out the secret book of the Thunder Dragon Tyrant from the Qiankun Ring.

Xiao Mu sat on the chair next to the window, opened the Thunder Dragon Rioter, and saw that it was written: Thunder Dragon Rioter, four-grade martial arts, practiced to the fullest, can be comparable to five-grade martial arts. This kind of martial arts is extremely powerful and destructive, and in rainy weather, or in places with dense thunder and lightning, the power will increase exponentially.

Seeing this, Xiao Mu thought to himself: Among the seven attributes, the thunder attribute is violent, and the destructive power can also be said to be the most powerful.

At noon, Xiao Mu was carefully studying the thunder dragon tyrant, and at the same time he was familiar with the mantra of the thunder dragon tyrant, and he was ripe.

In the afternoon, Xiao Mu walked into a secluded alley in Daye City, there was no one around, and at the same time, opposite, there were several abandoned houses, there were no people living in them, and the weeds inside had grown to a person's height, and no one was taking care of them at all.

Xiao Mu stretched out his right palm and used his spiritual power, but he couldn't condense into a lightning bolt for half a day.

"No, I don't believe it, I Xiao Mu can't condense into lightning today!"

Xiao Mu let out a loud shout, desperately operating his spiritual power, and then with a "snort", a lightning bolt three or four inches long appeared in his palm.

"I've finally condensed the first bolt of lightning. ”

Just when Xiao Mu thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, the lightning twisted and disappeared.

"Come again! As long as you can succeed for the first time, it won't be difficult later!"

Xiao Mu used his spiritual power again, wisps of white aura wrapped around his hands, and after a while, those aura made a "zizi" sound, the color changed from white to blue, and turned into manic lightning, those lightning bolts were extremely slender, like silk.

"No, this kind of lightning is not powerful enough, and we have to continue to extract it from spiritual power!"

Xiao Mu shook his head and immediately denied the results just now. He exhaled deeply, ran the dantian, extracted the aura from the dantian, and the rich aura stretched along the tendons and veins to Xiao Mu's palm.

Those auras seemed to be made of water, beating violently, restless, and in a matter of moments, a thick lightning bolt like a vine was formed.

After a while, Xiao Mu's arms were wrapped around several electric snakes, and the electric snakes let out a sharp chirp, like seven or eight thorn birds chirping together, piercing the eardrums.

Xiao Mu's body shook, his right hand swung out, and an arm-thick lightning bolt rushed out of his right arm, slamming into an abandoned stone wall opposite.

There was a loud bang, and the entire stone wall shook for a while, and then all of them collapsed, causing all the dust to fly up, and a lot of sand and stones flew out in all directions.

Xiao Mu smacked his tongue for a while, and thought to himself: I am afraid that the move just now is still one-tenth of the thunder dragon storm, and it has such a powerful power, if it can be refined, I am afraid it can be worthy of the Buddha Destroying Palm without the blessing of the Buddha pattern, or even the Black Buddha Palm.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Mu's mood suddenly became excited.

"Come again, within two days, I will definitely train the Thunder Dragon Tyrant to the point of perfection!" Xiao Mu secretly made up his mind.

In the next two days, Xiao Mu devoted himself wholeheartedly to the cultivation of the Thunder Dragon Tyrant, and it almost reached the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

In the past two days, no one from the Sword Sect has come to trouble Xiao Mu, and they have not heard any news of Zhuo Jianfeng. Moreover, Xiao Mu also found that there were more and more warriors coming to Daye City, and they should all come for the Sixteen Nights Demon Mound.

Early in the morning of the third day, Xiao Mu came down from the restaurant early, and after practicing kung fu for a while, he went to Wang Hairu.

Just when Xiao Mu was about to knock on the door, an old voice came from inside: "Don't knock on the door, just come in!"

Xiao Mu retreated the door and saw a white-bearded old man wiping the blade, this person was Wang Hairu, and there were rows of bright swords hanging in front of him, each sword emitting a slight hissing sound.

"Young man, you're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. He didn't know how to count his head.

Xiao Mu arched his hand and said, "Senior Wang, I'll take it from you." ”

"Well, I know, you wait a moment!" he turned and entered the inner room, and after a moment's effort, he took out a fiery red knife case, which was engraved with various patterns, and those lines condensed into the appearance of a fire phoenix, lifelike, ready to fly.

He put the knife box on a long table, raised his head to look at Xiao Mu, and said, "Young man, let's inspect the goods!" As he spoke, he stepped aside.

Xiao Mu said "um", he suppressed the excitement in his heart, took two steps forward, and pressed his right hand on the knife box, the knife box was very warm, and even a little hot.

With a "clang", Xiao Mu opened the knife box, only to see a five or six foot long knife lying inside, with a cold light on the blade, like the gaze of a king, which was awe-inspiring.

Xiao Mu slowly stretched out his hand, and when his palm touched the long knife, the long knife let out a piercing knife sound, like ocean waves, wave after wave, continuous, and the sound continued to swim in the room. The swords around them also chirped, and the sound became louder and louder, and the sound wave, in an instant, swept through the entire room.

Xiao Mu held the long knife in the palm of his hand, and his hand was extremely heavy, weighing about thirty or forty catties. He saw a bright red flame mark appear on the hilt, and the blade reached up to six feet, slightly shorter than Xiao Mu's height. The blade was faintly glowing with blood, as if it had been soaked in blood.

"What do you think, young man?" (To be continued.) )