Whew~Whew~!

After sending two big moves in a row, Song Yifei couldn't help but take a breath, fortunately, there was an elixir to replenish, and he himself cultivated the "Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Transformation Dafa", and the true qi was twice as much as the innate perfection, so there was no need to worry about running out.

The elixir he ate was called Yin Jujube, which was a peculiar spiritual fruit that grew in a hundred-year-old rotten tree, black and shiny, resembling a jujube, and containing vitality in death.

The greatest use of this spiritual fruit is to pour into the body's qi and blood, accelerate the recovery of true qi, strengthen bones, and replenish blood.

In order to avoid accidents, Song Yifei swallowed one before the battle, and at this time, his whole body was like a furnace, constantly producing pure energy, which was integrated into the true qi.

In the scorching meridians, the true qi accelerated, and the rapid replenishment brought sufficient and continuous true qi to Song Yifei.

"Impossible!"

Faced with the scene of almost all the annihilation of his subordinates, Wang Feng was chilled and in a trance, only feeling that the sky was falling.

How can an innate master be so strong?

Could it be that the grandmaster is not successful?

Wang Feng shook his head desperately, shaking off this ridiculous thought, if it was a grandmaster, everyone would have been slapped to death with a palm.

Grandmaster and Innate, like the divine dragon and the ant, have no possibility of fighting at all.

At this time, although Song Yifei was invincible, he was still far from the grandmaster.

"Shoot the arrows!"

In the current situation, it is impossible to defeat Song Yifei single-handedly, and there is still a glimmer of hope if he consumes it with external force.

Wang Feng's footsteps connected the dots, and while flying back, he waved his hand and pressed down.

Sou!

Thousands of cow-tendon ebony bows were aimed, drawn, and arrowed, feathered arrows tore through the air, making a long roar that enveloped them all.

"Get together!"

In the face of the arrow rain offensive, Song Yifei did not block in front of Song Zhi'an and a few others, but performed peerless light skills, like a dream, and instantly caught up with the retreating Wang Feng.

With Lu Qingyan, Wu Jinyan and others, at least within three waves of attacks, it can ensure that Song Zhian and others are worry-free.

"Spring breeze and rain!"

The drizzle silver silk sword in Lu Qingyan's hand stimulated a dense white sword qi like a cow's drizzle.

The sword qi surrounded, entangled, covering the ten zhang in front of him, and crashed into the rain of arrows that covered him.

"King Kong subdued the demon!"

Wu Jinyan, who was spilling blood from his mouth, his arms bulged slightly, and the golden fist inspired a grand fist shadow, and the rain of arrows in front of him fell in all directions.

"Dragon Tour, Thirteen Spears, Dragon and Phoenix Dance!"

"The bloody battle of the bloody sword method is in all directions!"

"White Ape Sword Technique: Ape Demon Dance!"

The three old men also performed their own stunts, the wind was howling, and the strength was shaking, protecting Zhou's body and everyone behind him.

"Kill him first!"

Seeing Song Yifei who was chasing and killing, Wang Feng, who was dodging out of the range of the arrow rain, stopped, held the knife in both hands, shouted violently, and slashed over.

The only way to do this is to retreat, and there is no way to retreat, for the sake of fighting to the death.

"Blizzard Knife Technique Ninth Form - Snow Full of Everything!"

In the face of a strong enemy, Wang Feng's posture was wild, reversing the exercises, and stimulating the burning qi and blood! He was like a mad demon, and his pupils turned into cold pure white, as if the depths contained thousands of miles of ice and polar storms.

The wind howls in a radius, the ground slowly turns white, the stagnant water condenses into frost, and the wisps of drizzle turn into scattered and beautiful snowflakes, fluttering and sprinkling, covering the world and the world.

One move, the world changes!

Boom! Boom!

The muddy water splashed, the earth shook, and when he heard Wang Feng's words, Xiao Wenxian, who also retreated to the side, rushed over without hesitation.

They are all martial artists who have come out of blood and fire, and it is impossible to see the form clearly.

"The Seventh Form of the Dragon Descending Divine Leg, Killing the Dragon and Seeking the Dao!"

Xiao Wenxian bit the tip of his tongue, his face was gloomy, and his true qi was surging, without reservation, and the sun-like brilliance rose to the sky.

The body rose in the air and flew and kicked at Song Yifei.

This leg is like a volcanic eruption, thunder and thunder, and the strength of the whole body is like a flood, and the vitality of the stirring is agitated, and the waves crash on the shore.

Rise!

True qi combined with leg strength, turned into a remnant divine dragon, and let out a high-pitched and tragic dragon groan.

"Descending Dragon Divine Legs" itself more than 100 years ago, a martial arts master of the Six Gates, after seeing "Eighteen Palms of Descending Dragon", had a flash of inspiration and was founded.

His original intention was to achieve, or even surpass, the palm of "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent", so that this martial art would become the world's first, the most rigid and yang's leg method.

The power on the leg is inherently greater than the power in the palm, and with the same true meaning of the move, the leg method is obviously three points stronger.

The grandmaster who created "Dragon Descending God Legs", after creating the sixth style, went to the grandmaster of the beggar gang to compete, but was beaten by the other party with "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending" and vomited blood.

After years of hard work being destroyed, the grandmaster went mad, survived in the state of mind, overturned all the original ideas, and created the last form - killing the dragon and seeking the Tao.

Slay the dragon, bathe in the blood of the gods, replace the momentum of the dragon with its own true intentions, and seek the heart of the Tao, sacrifice himself and forget death, and explode the endless potential of the body.

This is a desperate killing move, and it is also Xiao Wenxian's strongest style.

If you dare to stop me from seeking, the dragon in the sky will also be killed!

The remnant dragon let out a desolate and miserable roar, as if it had been cramped and skinned, and forged a war knife with the dragon's body, slashing everything and destroying everything.

Thundered!

Under the strength of Xiao Wenxian's legs as a knife, the earth cut huge cracks, and the earth shook.

In the face of the two congenital perfections, one left and one right sacrificed his life, rolled up layers of qi waves, and rushed towards Wang Feng, Song Yifei's momentum also began to climb steadily, breaking the limit in an instant and stepping into another level.

Airplanes!

"Are you the only ones who will fight hard?"

Any exercise has the potential to stimulate and explode in a short period of time, but the sequelae of this method are very large, and it is not a matter of life and death, and no one will be stupid enough to use it.

Song Yifei, who cultivated the "Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Transformation Dafa", naturally also had it, and it was stronger.

"Yin and Yang flow! Disillusionment of life and death!"

The true qi in the body ran wildly, and after reaching the dantian, it was instantly separated, and at the same time turned into yin and yang qi, entangled and collided, and the momentum was violent, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Crack!"

The operation of true qi reached the extreme, and Song Yifei felt that his thinking movements were infinitely faster, dust, snowflakes, wind and rain, everything, everything was quiet.

Rumble!

An illusory figure struggled out of his body, slamming towards Xiao Wenxian with the momentum of jade burning, and Song Yifei himself was full of sword intent, and the flying rainbow sword in his hand burst out with a sword aura like a galactic flood, shooting towards Wang Feng.

Song Yifei actually performed the "Floating Light" and "Flying Immortals" lore moves at the same time, in no particular order.

Bang!

The next moment, the earth shook.

The sword qi storm collided with the Ice and Snow Crazy Knife, and the true qi body exploded into the Absolute Leg Strength, and the terrifying ripples and huge roar suddenly spread. The violent wind caused by the shock wave, the overflowing sword qi and sword qi, swept in all directions.

The ground under the feet of the three of them sank five feet alive, the gravel flew out, and the earth dragon rolled.

Those ordinary guards, who were hundreds of feet away, were all dizzy from the shock, and the strong wind in their ears was torn and howling, and they felt like their bodies were about to be blown apart.

Click!

Boom!

The clone conjured up in "Glimpse of Floating Light" was kicked and cracked, shattered, and dissipated by Xiao Wenxian's footsteps.

Whew!

The storm of sword qi shattered the flying snow in the air, bombarding the Cold Moon Treasure Knife, like thousands of blades, and crashed into Wang Feng's body protection true qi.

Bang!

The true qi of the body protection was shattered, and the remaining sword qi frantically cut Wang Feng's body, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the blood and water were cheap.

"Ahh

The bone marrow was in great pain, and his body was bruised, Wang Feng desperately burst out his true qi, roaring like thunder, and after the sword qi, there was only one breath left, barely holding on.

Wang Feng, who was covered in blood and had lost all his strength, puffed and fell to his knees.

Boom!

Xiao Wenxian, who broke through the clone, kicked Song Yifei's back with a tragic murderous aura.

One leg is broken, one foot is broken!

Song Yifei, who had just finished performing the Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky, was powerless to dodge for a while, so he could only carry it on his back later.