Murong Cheng was already in the blink of an eye, and Mu Feng did not hesitate, mobilized his internal strength, and slapped back. The two palms met, and then quickly separated. This palm is a temptation, Murong Cheng was shocked, the person who can kill the iron lion, the skill will be above the iron lion, a martial artist who has not arrived the day after tomorrow, the skill can beat the iron lion, he already doubted.

But just now, this internal strength is not much inferior to himself, but the young man in front of him is just close to the acquired realm!

"You hide your strength. ”

"Whether it's hiding strength or not, see for yourself. Although on the surface, Mu Feng suffered more stamina, and the blood and qi in his body were tumbling at this time. The peak of the day after tomorrow is indeed not something he can match.

If Qiu Ming was here, he would attack without any care. Mu Feng can kill Murong Cheng with a lose-lose style, but once the battle is over, he can only be slaughtered by others.

Murong Cheng snorted coldly, and then his internal strength shook, and the sword in his hand flew out. Murong Cheng turned his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, shook it slightly, and the sword body pointed at Mu Feng with a clear sound.

Mu Feng also drew his long sword and made a sword pose.

Then the two fought hand-to-hand, you came and went, and I didn't realize that I had fought more than a hundred moves. Although Murong Cheng's internal strength has reached its peak, this swordsmanship really does not dare to compliment. This is far from the exercises of Qiu Shao, Ye Zi and others. Mu Feng thought to himself.

In addition to the degree of internal force, the move is also one of the keys, and the move can increase the attack of the warrior. Just like now, Murong Cheng's moves not only won't increase his attack strength, but even limit it. On the other hand, Mu Feng, through the blessing of swordsmanship, his attack power has increased by more than two times.

Therefore, as time went by, Murong Cheng became more and more passive, although Mu Feng couldn't do anything about Murong Cheng.

Mu Feng's set of swordsmanship is called Lingwei Sword Technique, which was taught by an old man nine years ago. Originally, Mu Feng also practiced as a way to strengthen his body, but as his cultivation deepened, Mu Feng became more and more aware of the wonder of swordsmanship. In addition to this, the old man also taught a method of internal cultivation.

There are only five styles of Lingwei Sword Technique, namely: Platinum Breaking Blade, Aoki Shenghua, Weak Water Three Thousand, Red Fire Liaoyuan and Loess Imperial Heaven. But each of these styles has nearly a thousand variations. The swordsmanship is light and the attack is fierce and domineering.

If it's a hard fight. Mu Feng must not have been able to withstand Murong Cheng's several attacks. But when it came to swordsmanship, Mu Feng had the upper hand. Murong Cheng carried the attack of internal strength, and Mu Feng was able to skillfully resolve it. Not only that, but he was able to take advantage of the situation to fight back against Murong Cheng, but Murong Cheng was caught off guard.

If you talk about Murong Cheng, who is at the peak of the day after tomorrow, he should have seen the clue a long time ago. As long as you change the attack method, it will be called Mu Feng Heng Corpse Sword.

It's just that Murong Cheng is unwilling, his swordsmanship is the Tai'a swordsmanship passed down by the master, and the master said that this swordsmanship is broad and profound, so he will not give up practicing day and night. In the past few decades, Murong Cheng has indeed stood out with this set of swordsmanship.

But today, in the face of Mu Feng, who is weaker than himself, he will actually be invincible in swordsmanship, how can he be relieved. He must kill Mu Feng in swordsmanship, otherwise once there is a crack in his mind, he will not be able to advance in the martial arts in the future.

Finally, after another hundred moves, Murong Cheng still failed to take the slightest opportunity.

Murong Cheng suddenly turned around, threw his sword to the ground, and roared to the sky. This sound was deafening with internal energy.

"Since the swordsmanship is not as good as yours, what if I abandon the sword?" Murong Cheng's eyes showed domineering confidence again, and then there seemed to be a flow of air around him.

'No, it's a sign of crossing the innate realm. Mu Feng's mind was heavy. Thinking of Murong Cheng's sudden realization, he was about to break through.

If a martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow wants to break through to the innate realm, one can practice martial arts to the extreme and break through that barrier with strength, the other is to use pills or treasures of heaven and earth to stimulate and enter the innate realm, and the most difficult to find is the last one, which is epiphany.

Some people don't have an epiphany once in their lives, Mu Feng had it once before in Wenbi Peak, but he was disturbed.

Mu Feng secretly scolded himself for being stupid, but he didn't expect that this fierce battle would make Murong Cheng break the obsession in his heart and break through the shackles. Murong Cheng has devoted himself to cultivation for fifty years, and he is confident and talented, but he has been trapped at the peak of the day after tomorrow for ten years.

The only bottleneck is the master's swordsmanship, he is a grateful person, the master repeatedly emphasized the strength of Tai'a swordsmanship before he died, although Murong Cheng has not understood it all these years, but he still firmly believes in the master's words. Therefore, he has never stopped practicing swordsmanship. But his realm is to the extreme, but his swordsmanship is third-rate. Every time I compete with others, I win, all because of my profound internal strength. But at this time, a young man who has not yet reached the acquired realm, with his exquisite swordsmanship, can tie with him. How could this not make him angry, but this anger broke his obsession.

Where would Mu Feng let him succeed, once he became an innate cultivator, he would have no chance of winning.

Now, there is only the shipwreck.

Mu Feng suddenly swung his sword forward, and Murong Cheng was in a good mood at this time, and shouted: "It's good to come." ”

Murong Cheng originally wanted to kill Mu Feng when he was in front of him. Unbeknownst to him, Mu Feng's sword blade suddenly turned, making him empty. Mu Feng stepped on the ground with his left foot and swept upward. Murong Cheng saw that Mu Feng jumped high, but suddenly spun down.

The tip of the sword came to the center of the eyebrows. What surprised Murong Cheng even more was that the swordsmanship was still the same move as before, but the sword body suddenly flashed out with white light, forming a stab, and it also attacked him.

Mu Feng gritted his teeth and poured all his internal force into the sword body, using the first style of swordsmanship. This move uses the lung veins to hit the metal internal force, and then urges the platinum to break the front, and its power is not trivial.

Although Murong Cheng felt weird, he didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly retreated to the side. How did you know that Mu Feng's sword moves followed him like a shadow, and he was about to hit his body when he saw it.

Suddenly, Murong Cheng stabilized his figure, and he was confident that his internal strength was enough to resist. Then he mustered up the internal strength of his whole body to stop Mu Feng's offensive.

Mu Feng's long sword slashed at the internal strength that Murong Cheng had transported, and suddenly white light overflowed, and after a loud bang, Mu Feng and Murong Cheng were shocked away at the same time.

I saw Murong Cheng fall heavily to the ground, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, his face was pale, and he was in a trance. What's even more bizarre is that on Murong Cheng's long coat, several sword marks appeared.

Murong Cheng stroked his chest and spit out two mouthfuls of blood. Such a serious injury was something he never expected. He never thought that he was immediately a person who was an innate cultivator, and he was actually injured by a martial artist who was not yet in the realm of the day after tomorrow.

Although he was angry, Murong Cheng didn't dare to hold it up. Withstanding the severe pain, he took out a small porcelain bottle, struggled to take out the pill, and took one. The elixir melts in the mouth and instantly permeates the whole body. Murong Cheng suddenly felt refreshed, and his injuries were much better.