Chapter Seventy-Eight: Die Generously

And this pure yang qi can only defend, not take the initiative to attack, the only thing to do is to escape from this place as soon as possible. Thinking about it, Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but speed up his pace and walked forward.

The other party was already clearly aware of his intentions, and when he only heard a broken drink, a Buddha bead hit from mid-air, and the Buddha bead turned into a big 'Buddha' character after pausing for a moment in mid-air. In the golden light, the Buddha font quickly became larger, and it rushed down like a gallop.

In an instant, the light was shining, and Lu Chengfeng only felt a shock all over his body, but he took several steps back under his feet.

This blow is extremely powerful, and the exercises of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism are equal at this moment.

The blue light weakened, and the other party couldn't help but retreat when he saw his feet, knowing that he had revealed his shortcomings, how could he miss such an opportunity, and then there was another Buddha horn, and the sound shook the four wilds, and then, the wild lion appeared in shape, but at the moment it was both hands turned into palms, and a big swastika handprint was pressed down with a thunderous momentum.

As soon as Lu Chengfeng raised his head, the handprint was in the blink of an eye, and it was too late to hide, his eyebrows tightened at the moment, and then his whole body was shocked, and the blue light was in full bloom, only to hear a loud bang, and the protective aura formed by the pure yang qi around his body had been broken.

At the moment when the blue light dissipated, a flute sound came from the forest again, and for a while, countless notes turned into sharp blades in mid-air, and they struck overwhelmingly with the momentum of ten thousand arrows.

Lu Chengfeng fixed his body, blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth, and one of his hands tightly stopped Shangguan Xing'er, "Hold on to my ......"

However, before she could reply, Lu Chengfeng then flew upward, his dexterous body like a fish jumping up from the lake. In the flickering cold light, the sword flowers danced. For a moment, there were countless clanging sounds in the air, and from time to time there were bursts of sparks.

Bursts of sword flashed through Shangguan Xing'er's affectionate eyes, looking at the young man in front of her who wanted to protect her regardless of his life, even if he was in such a dangerous situation, she felt very relieved, but she couldn't let him be in danger alone no matter what. With a slight movement of thought, a blood-like flower on the other side has already floated out of the air, and suddenly it is a red mang, countless petals are flying in the air with the wind, red and green hit each other, and the notes and petals are mixed into a beautiful color in the air.

"The flowers bloom on the other side, and the leaves fall silently......"

With a spell, a sharp red light poured down like moonlight in mid-air, and the figures of the two of them loomed in it.

Listening to this reincarnation flower language, the mad lion, who was a disciple of Buddhism, changed his face suddenly at this moment, he was just surprised that this mere woman would understand this Buddhist mantra. Since ancient times, Buddhism has claimed to be a pure place, where is there a place for women, let alone practicing Buddhist exercises.

The fight in mid-air continued, and it was already inseparable. The mad lion has been a vulgar person for many years, but he has not forgotten the mission he came this time, and immediately began a burst of laughter like a wild lion, without the protection of pure yang qi, the laughter was actually a thunder that fell in the valley, booming past.

At this moment, Lu Chengfeng suddenly felt a shock in his ears, his head was splitting, and the true qi of his whole body immediately collapsed, but the notes floating from all around did not reduce their sharpness at all, and they hit one after another.

And Shangguan Xing'er's situation at this time was indeed more serious, he blocked his ears, and his face was painful.

But the laughter seemed more and more rampant, and it inadvertently echoed the sound of the flute. During the violent wind, Lu Chengfeng's internal organs seemed to be turning over the river and the sea, but when he saw Shangguan Xing'er's painful face, he was extremely distressed for a while. He could tolerate his own injury, but he couldn't let the woman next to him get hurt anyway, even if it was just a little. Because he had promised her that he would protect her no matter what, even if his life was not guaranteed.

While feeling distressed, it stimulated the true qi of Lu Chengfeng's whole body.

"A sun burns ghosts, and the phantoms are scattered......"

This is the first yang mantra of Jiuyang Burning Immortal Formula, with the introduction of his mantra, the fire in mid-air is suddenly monstrous, and countless trees swaying in the wind are dead when touched. In the darkness, I saw a sword as red as a soldering iron dancing wildly in mid-air, churning heat waves rolling down in the air, dazzling firelight lit up the night sky, and the electric light and flint swept down with a divergent momentum.

From a distance, it was as if a huge fireball had exploded in mid-air, and the firelight lit up the entire night sky. Deafeningly, a ghost scream came from the forest, and then, a black shadow quickly flew out and appeared.

The phantom was clutching his chest and coughing, but his reddened eyes were extremely unwilling.

A flash of fire was only one step away from the mad lion, and immediately turned into a huge flame like a huge wave, and before he could dodge, he struck head-on, and his body flew out like a bundle of grass in midair, breaking a towering tree behind him.

As his body slammed down, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The heat wave gradually dissipated, and when Lu Chengfeng hit the ground, his chest shook, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, but fortunately, Shangguan Xing'er on the side supported him in time, so he didn't fall.

"Are you alright?"

Shangguan Xing'er's worries were already expressed with his crying.

Hearing this, Lu Chengfeng shook his head slowly, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"You're going to ...... Jiuyang Burning Immortal Recipe?"

The mad lion struggled to his feet from the ground, his face full of astonishment and astonishment.

Jiuyang Burning Immortal Technique is the supreme exercise of Shushan, he couldn't imagine that the young man in front of him had learned such a powerful exercise at this moment, and what he never expected was that his decades of Buddhist cultivation were defeated by a milky kid overnight, and he felt ashamed of himself at the moment.

This person's Buddhist cultivation is really powerful, and if it is used to fight against ghosts like the Powerful Ghost Hall, it is almost useless.

This battle was really hearty, Lu Chengfeng really didn't expect that Li Yunfei would frame him in order to put himself to death, not to mention, he would pay off the masters of the Ghost Hall to help him fight. He suddenly understood that the murderous intent hidden in the indifferent face before was extremely vicious.

At present, all three of them have been seriously wounded, and they are no longer able to fight again. Lu Chengfeng walked forward slowly, but he glanced at it inadvertently, but saw that the phantom eyes suddenly looked behind him, and in an instant he seemed to realize something, and his back suddenly cooled, he didn't have time to think about it, and he tightly protected Shangguan Xing'er, who had not yet come back to his senses, in his arms. In an instant, his back seemed to have been hit by something, and after a muffled snort, his entire body bent backwards and flew straight forward. At that time, he couldn't hold back any longer, a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, and when his consciousness was dying, the hand he held Shangguan Xing'er never let go.

At this time, Shangguan Xing'er had already realized that he had been attacked by a sneak attack, and his whole body was shocked at the moment, and the red light flashed before he stabilized his figure. But the strength of the other party's blow seemed to be beyond her imagination, and when her body landed, Lu Chengfeng's hand loosened, and her body still flew out and hit a tree.

The leaves above his head fell, and Shangguan Xing'er flew over without caring about the pain on his body, and hurriedly helped him up.

For a while, Lu Chengfeng only felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, and when he slowly opened his eyes, he saw a thick brush, and the person who secretly attacked him was the second master of the Ghost Hall, the Black Whirlwind.

I really didn't expect that even the two masters of this powerful ghost hall plus the wild lion of the Li family would lay a net here, and this time I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape.

The other party should have known the power of his Nine Yang Immortal Burning Technique, deliberately forced him to use it, and then secretly inflicted this fatal blow when he ran out of true qi. In fact, this move is indeed fatal, for Lu Chengfeng, it is tantamount to making matters worse, but now it is a new injury and an old injury together, even if he has a pure yang qi body, just because the other party's blow is not within the water and fire attributes, he really has no power to fight back.

After a few coughs, blood gushed out of Lu Chengfeng's mouth again, and seeing that the black whirlwind was already coming, he slowly turned his head and said angrily to Shangguan Xing'er, "Don't you ...... Leave me alone, go ...... by myself," he said, pushing her hard.

But Shangguan Xing'er never moved, tears burst out of his eyes like beads with broken threads, and he roared in a heighed voice regardless of the moment, "You pig's head, don't you still understand my intentions? Unless I die today, I won't leave anyway!"

Hearing this, the black whirlwind raised his head and laughed, "If you hand over the Heavenly Xuanjin Pill, I may be able to keep you a whole corpse!"

Lu Chengfeng has experienced life and death several times, and he understands Shangguan Xing'er's personality, what she decides has always been something that others can't change, and she is already full of thoughts of death, but she saw a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, and said intermittently, "If there is a kind, let the horse come, Lao Tzu has never been afraid of anyone!"

As he spoke, Li Yunfei slowly walked out of the darkness, "I want to die, but it's not so easy! I want you to see your beloved woman slowly tortured to death by me, so that you can also taste what life is better than death!"

The black whirlwind signaled through his eyes, and slowly walked over.

Lu Chengfeng let out an inopportune sneer at this moment, and said to Shangguan Xing'er on the side, "This time, I'm afraid we're going to die together!" After a pause, he said, "Help me up......"

If there is no accident at this moment, there is only one result for the two, and that is death. But after Shangguan Xing'er helped Lu Chengfeng up, he turned his head to look at him and smiled with relief, "As long as I am with you, even if it is death, I will feel at ease!"

"Good ......" Lu Chengfeng suddenly shouted, "I can go to Huangquan with such a beautiful woman today, and I, Lu Chengfeng, will also be free......!

When he died, he even laughed loudly, but his words were full of ease, and the momentum of this generous death alone has convinced the world.