Chapter 257: The Battle of the Strong

Lu Zhenqun stood in the void, his eyes full of powerful battle intent.

The old man stood in the void thousands of feet away from Lu Zhenqun, looking at Lu Zhenqun with a slightly solemn expression.

Lu Zhenqun's body exuded the huge momentum of a high-level martial emperor, and the huge momentum rushed towards the old man wave after wave like a tide.

The old man is like a flat boat in the rough sea, no matter how strong the wind is, you will never be able to sink that flat boat, and still stand proudly on the sea.

Lu Zhenqun's right hand waved suddenly, and the majestic and surging fighting qi appeared on his right hand, and then a tornado quickly appeared in the palm of Lu Zhenqun's right hand, and with the slow injection of fighting qi, the tornado quickly amplified, and finally formed a super tornado with a height of thirty zhang.

The tornado continued to rotate, the void trembled faintly, and the sharp wind scroll was filled with a huge and surging fighting aura, and the terrifying aura emitted made people shudder.

With a soft shout, Lu Zhenqun waved his right hand, and the terrifying huge tornado quickly attacked the old man, and wherever the tornado passed, the void trembled, and the sharp wind scroll seemed to tear the space apart.

The old man's expression froze, he stretched out his right hand like lightning, and a huge fighting qi spurted out, quickly forming a sharp sword blade with a length of thirty zhang on the old man's right hand, the sword body loomed, the sword blade was completely condensed by the fighting qi, and a sharp and matchless aura emanated, as if even the sky could be pierced.

"Go ahead!"

With a slight wave of the old man's right hand, the sharp sword blade in his hand that was thirty zhang long tore through the air, and the surrounding space trembled, and the sharp sword blade quickly tore through the air, and in a flash, it appeared in front of the huge tornado.

"Boom!"

The sharp blade collided with the huge and incomparable tornado, and suddenly made a huge sound that shook the earth, the huge fighting spirit was annihilated, and the terrifying super typhoon suddenly overflowed, and Yu Longxiang, who was watching the battle from a hundred zhang distance below, felt a huge pressure.

After the violent collision, the sharp sword blade and the tornado were not annihilated, but were constantly colliding, and the huge energy was constantly colliding and bombarding, and from time to time there were terrifying and violent winds gushing out, and the entire Qingyunmen seemed to tremble faintly.

The collision lasted for dozens of seconds, and a terrifying explosion suddenly sounded in the air, and a deafening super explosion resounded in the sky above Qingyunmen, and the sharp sword blade and the huge and sharp tornado were annihilated invisibly at the same time, Yu Longxiang's face was full of shock, and his green clothes kept fluttering, and the deep violent wind was that he also felt huge pressure.

The aftermath of the battle between the two powerhouses is too terrifying, even if it is thousands of feet in the air, it still seems to be far from enough, the violent wind is raging, and the Qingyunmen seems to be crumbling!

Yu Longxiang suddenly shouted, and a huge momentum emanated, and an invisible ripple emanated from Yu Longxiang's body, and a faint ripple rippled out, blocking the violent wind above the ripple.

In the cultivation room of an attic in the Qingyun Gate, a majestic middle-aged man in his fifties, with eyebrows like sharp swords, was wearing a loose black robe, and his cultivation aura was completely restrained, and it was impossible to explore his cultivation.

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely deep, his face was not angry and arrogant, and a majestic aura emanated invisibly, and he laughed softly: "It seems that an uninvited guest has come!"

With a loud laugh, the middle-aged man's figure flashed slightly and disappeared into the cultivation room.

In the void, the huge strong wind disappeared, Lu Zhenqun's body moved, and one step was thousands of zhang away, and the huge fighting spirit spurted out, forming a huge handprint with a height of twenty or thirty zhang in the air, and the huge handprint contained a turbulent and terrifying aura.

With a soft shout, Lu Zhenqun slapped his right hand, and the big handprint that covered the sky and the earth slapped it fiercely at the old man.

With a wave of the old man's right hand, the same huge terrifying palm appeared in the void, slapping heavily against the big handprint that covered the sky and the earth.

Boom! An extremely terrifying explosion sounded, and the two fought together like lightning, and the terrifying collision caused the void to constantly vibrate.

On the ground, a violent wind struck, Ye Feng was dressed in black fluttering, his brows were furrowed, Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and the essence in his eyes was bursting out, and he looked towards the sky.

Two landing sounds, the demonic youth and the delicate little scholar fell heavily to the ground, attracting Ye Feng's attention.

"It's you!" Ye Feng's eyes widened!

The demonic young man fell to the ground, frightened, heard Ye Feng's voice, turned his head, looked at Ye Feng, and suddenly said with joy: "It turned out to be you!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly: "I dare to break into Qingyun Gate, I really don't know whether I live or die!"

The demonic young man laughed arrogantly: "Ignorant young man, he doesn't even know that I am in the Lu family. ”

"The Lu family?" Ye Feng snorted coldly: "What can the Lu family in Zhongzhou do?"

The demonic youth smiled coldly: "As long as I give an order, hundreds of thousands of masters will come over, and Qingyunmen will be razed to the ground." ”

Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly: "Then what do you want?"

The demonic young man laughed: "Are you afraid, if you are afraid, call that girl out, otherwise the entire Qingyunmen will die!"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said jokingly: "This is Qingyunmen, your tone is too big!"

The demonic young man shook the folding fan in his hand, pointed to the sky, and laughed: "Seeing that there is no above, my teacher is fighting with the so-called Great Elder of your Qingyunmen above, as long as it takes a while, the teacher will definitely beat that Great Elder to pieces, and when the time comes, see what you Qingyunmen use to resist!" Hahaha......" Speaking of this, the demonic young man looked up to the sky and laughed.

The void above was still trembling, indicating that the terrifying and furious battle was still going on.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and he could vaguely see the figure of Yu Longxiang above, as well as the two lightning-like small black dots in the distant sky, constantly colliding, in the void above Qingyun Gate, a faint ripple continued to ripple, blocking this powerful wind sound out of the ripples.

Although he couldn't see the appearance of the person who was fighting, Ye Feng could vaguely see from the color that it was Lu Zhenqun, a white-clothed Lu Zhenqun, and the other Ye Feng was not clear, but the breath was also extremely strong, and the two of them fought upside down, and the void trembled greatly.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the battle in the void.

Seeing that Ye Feng no longer cared about it, the demonic young man also looked nervously at the sky.

In the void, as the battle heated up, the old man gradually exerted his full strength with his strong martial arts level cultivation, and forcefully suppressed Lu Zhenqun, and Lu Zhenqun began to retreat.

The old man slammed out with a flat expression, and the vast and huge handprints covered the sky and the sun, and bombarded Lu Zhenqun heavily.

Lu Zhenqun's expression was solemn, and he also shot out with a palm, and a huge handprint as high as thirty zhang greeted him magnificently.

Boom! The void shuddered violently, and a violent wind overflowed, rippling on the ripples.

Lu Zhenqun snorted, and his body was bombarded by the huge strong wind and flew out, retreating a few hundred zhang before he stood firm in the void.

The old man snorted coldly, took one step, and instantly appeared in front of Lu Zhenqun, a huge fighting spirit spurted out, and the huge faint handprint that appeared suddenly pressed down on Lu Zhenqun.

"Be merciful!" Yu Longxiang roared, took a step, and rushed towards the old man.

The corners of Lu Zhenqun's mouth twitched, a faint smile appeared on his face, his left and right hands stretched out at the same time, and the strong golden light on his palms bloomed, the golden light became extremely shiny and dazzling, and the dazzling golden light quickly condensed into a huge palm print as high as forty zhang, and an incomparably sharp aura was released in the huge palm print.

With a loud shout, Lu Zhenqun pushed out with both palms, and the huge golden handprint slashed through the void majestically, and bombarded the huge palm print above.

Looking at the huge and terrifying golden handprint, the old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and the handprint on his right hand suddenly grew larger, and pressed down fiercely against the golden handprint.

The void was almost about to shatter, and there was an extremely terrifying crashing sound, and a huge strong wind overflowed, and the sky was about to be overturned.

A touch of blood spilled from the corner of the old man's mouth, his shoulders shook slightly, and he couldn't help but take a step back!

Lu Zhenqun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flew upside down again.

"Hmph!

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in the old man's eyes, and he took a step forward, and reappeared in front of Lu Zhenqun a hundred feet away, and with a wave of his hand, another extremely terrifying and huge handprint slapped at Lu Zhenqun.

This qiē happened between the lightning and flint, Yu Longxiang was still hundreds of zhang away, and the old man had already killed Lu Zhenqun.

"Master!" Ye Feng burst into tears and roared.

The demonic youth laughed triumphantly.

"No!" Yu Longxiang roared, his expression becoming hideous.

"Be forgiving and forgiving!"

At this moment, a faint sigh came inexplicably, and then there were slight ripples in the void, and a black figure appeared in front of Lu Zhenqun out of thin air, holding Lu Zhenqun in his arms with his left hand, and with a sudden wave of his right hand, a huge and terrifying wind surged out from his palm, and he met the huge handprint that was constantly pressing down.

Boom! The void trembled, and the old man's figure regressed one after another, until he retreated a hundred zhang away, and he did not stand firm, his eyes full of horror as he looked at the black shadow that appeared.