Chapter 35

It's true that you can use your martial arts and turn your strength into form to attack.

It's also something that can only be done by the practitioners of Huayuan realm. Although the Qi refining realm can cultivate the true Qi, it can't be done because the strength of the true Qi is not strong enough.

There are so few things we can do. Basically, I haven't seen it.

Therefore, wind Wuchen, with the four fold cultivation of Qi refining realm, uses the true Qi to release, and the power of fire sword is very strong, which shocked everyone in the audience.

"I didn't expect that chen'er could use his sword formula with his four fold cultivation of refining Qi!" Feng Zhengxiong Leng God of looking at his son, full of incredible eyes.

"It's incredible! The power of Jian Jue is terrible! " Feng Qianyang also looked at the wind without dust.

Yu wanxiong, Xiao Qingqing, Mo Kun, Mo yuankong and so on, all of them were shocked.

What kind of powerful Qi can we release our true Qi? The first day of the Empire couldn't do it in the gas refining area. Isn't the wind dust-free monster?

"It seems that the master of the third younger brother is a terrible strong man. Otherwise, how could the third brother have such a powerful sword formula?" Feng Yuan was shocked to guess.

The crowd hiding in the room watching the war was already numb.

Taking advantage of the shock daze, the wind dust-free rush to the ink rain without hesitation.

Mo Yu looked at the wind in horror, trembling all over, pale face, words are speechless.

"Rain, be careful!" Mo yuankong was the first to come back to his senses. His face changed wildly and he roared in panic. At the same time, he rushed to the past.

"Where to go!" Feng Qianyang quickly blocked.

"Get out of here Mo yuankong roared: "fengwuchen, you dare to kill my son, I will break you to pieces!"

Wind dust-free mouth hook up a vicious sneer, fiery sword mercilessly pierced the chest of the ink rain, blood spray out.

Mo Yuan air threat, wind dust-free directly when the air.

"Rain!" Mo yuankong panicked and roared, watching his son fall, his heart in the blood, extremely indignant.

Pulling out the flaming sword, Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "it's unbearable. The courage is broken."

"Ink rain!" Mo Lei roared, the anger in his heart erupted, and then rushed to the wind without dust.

"That's ridiculous!" Mo Kun's thunder was so angry that he wanted to kill the wind without dust.

Unfortunately, Mo Kun is facing Feng Zhengxiong. If he wants to kill Feng Wuchen, he has to defeat Feng Zhengxiong first.

"Mo Kun, Mo ling'er made a wrong decision. I don't know if she will regret it." Feng Zhengxiong sneered and felt proud and happy for the wind.

"Ray! Kill Feng Wuchen Mo Kun is gloomy and angry. He stares at Feng Zhengxiong fiercely. His murderous Qi is more and more terrible.

Murei rushed up in anger. He was very fast. I don't know when he had a sword in his hand!

The strength of Mo yuan is beyond the wind.

"Brother Feng, be careful!" Ling Xiaoxiao cried out worried.

"If you want to bully my son, ask my mother whether he agrees or not first." Xiao Qingqing said coldly and angrily, and wanted to rush through.

"If you want to save your son, first ask me if I agree!" At this time, a figure appeared quickly and stopped Xiao Qingqing.

"Second uncle, kill her!" Mo Lei Yin cold way, rush to the breeze have no dust of at the same time, the long sword in the hand already is mercilessly throw out.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Xiao Qingqing cold way, beautiful eyes emerge never had fierce.

"Third brother!" Feng Yuan was so surprised that he wanted to help, but he couldn't get away.

"Go and support dust-free!" Fengyun mountain cheered.

Feng Wuchen's face is dignified. He tries to avoid the attack of the sword. At the same time, he guesses that Mo Yu will take the opportunity to attack.

Therefore, at the moment of avoiding the long sword, the wind dust-free urges the wind attribute, and the body moves back at a faster speed to open a distance from Mo Lei.

However, Murray's speed is faster, and several breaths have caught up with the wind.

Feng Wuchen's face changes slightly. Mo Lei's cultivation surpasses him too much. If no one supports him, Feng Wuchen is not his opponent.

Although Feng Wuchen has the memory and rich experience of the evil dragon god, if the opponent's strength is too strong, even if Feng Wuchen can see through the opponent's moves, he can't avoid it, because the speed of Feng Wuchen is not as fast as the enemy.

"The wind is clean! Die Mo Lei roars, a claw to the wind dust-free, the claw contains a strong real yuan power.

The wind has been unable to avoid dust, can only harden the scalp a sword.

"Ding!"

Mo Lei's claws collide with the tip of the flaming sword in a hard way, and the sword tip is blocked half an inch away by a strong force.

"Hum! Genius? I will kill you today and avenge Mo Yu! " Mo Lei is fierce and murderous.

The powerful force flew out of the wind with no dust. The arm was sore, and the flaming sword almost broke away from the palm of the hand.

The Qi and blood in the body is churning fiercely. If it is not for the wind and dust, the body is strong, I'm afraid that the blood has been vomited from the mouth."Murray is much faster than me." The wind has no dust and frowns.

"Dust Feng Zhengxiong is worried. After all, the opponent of Feng Wuchen is Murray.

Even if fengwuchen can release his true Qi and his strength is far beyond his own cultivation, the gap between fengwuchen and Murray is too big to make up for it.

"Third brother, be careful, you are not his opponent!" The wind war roared, and his heart was burning with anxiety.

"Three young masters!" The wind family was so surprised that they all wanted to help, but they were entangled by the Mohist school.

"Kill Feng Wuchen! Kill him for me Mo yuan Kong roars, with the tone of command.

When his son is killed, will Mo yuankong let Feng Wuchen live?

Zhenfei fengwuchen, Mo Lei didn't give fengwuchen a chance to breathe. He rushed up again fiercely and grabbed the sword which he had thrown out before and flew back.

Mo Lei didn't pay attention to the four fold cultivation of refining Qi.

"Ding!"

Fengwuchen's body just stabilized, the fire sword suddenly inserted on the ground, ding a crisp ring, immediately fengwuchen hands together, fierce eyes staring at Mo Lei.

The wind family are worried, but the wind dust-free face, in addition to cold and fierce, there is no worry color.

A strong force from the wind dust-free body diffuse out, long hair without wind automatically, look at the wind dust-free posture, seems to intend to fight with Murray!

"Beyond my ability!" Murray's face was full of disdain.

"Is he going to die?" Yu wanxiong frowned and looked at the wind strangely.

With such a big gap in strength, do you plan to meet the tough?

Seeing Feng Wuchen's posture, everyone knows that Feng Wuchen is going to fight against him, but isn't this for death?

What's the unique skill of fengwuchen?

The vigorous cyan Qi gushes out crazily, and immediately condenses the cyan energy cover on the surface of fengwuchen's body!

"The true Qi of fengwuchen is extremely powerful, extraordinary true Qi!" Yu wanxiong frowned again.

All the people present felt the strong blue color of Feng Wuchen again. They were shocked and their eyes fell on Feng Wuchen again.

"Huang Jie's Chinese martial arts! Break the wind

Ignoring the strong blue energy cover of wind and dust, Mo Lei yelled and hit fiercely.

"Boom

In an instant, the energy of the strong blow was blown out by the strong wind.

"I see." Yu wanxiong finally saw it.

The purpose of fengwuchen's energy shield is to reduce the damage. The energy shield resists most of the power of Murray and minimizes the damage to fengwuchen.

However, the shaken wind is still injured, and there is a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"I see how long you can last!" Murei continues to pursue, never give Feng Wuchen any chance.

However, when fengwuchen was shaken away, it was a long way away again, and it also won some time. Many Fengjia guards rushed to support him.

But their strength can't stop Murray at all.

The body quickly shakes, the sword in the hand is ruthless, and the guards fall one after another.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Lei approached fengwuchen again, and the sword stabbed fengwuchen mercilessly.

"Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help it. She urged her true Qi and showed her body method. She turned into a black shadow and rushed out at an amazing speed.

Ling Xiaoxiao appears in front of the wind. Her pretty face is cold and her hands are mysterious. She wants to use her martial arts to resist.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go!" The wind has no dust to startle greatly, anxious extremely.

Even if Ling Xiaoxiao is the cultivation of Qizhong, he is not the opponent of Mo Lei.

Ling Xiaoxiao shot that moment, somewhere in the dark, a mysterious man, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, eyes flashed a obliteration.

"Hum! I'll take you on the road Mo Lei grinned grimly. The ferocity in his eyes was more intense.

But just when the sword in Mo Lei's hand was one meter away from Ling Xiaoxiao, and Ling Xiaoxiao was about to show her martial arts, a shadow came quickly.

"Ding!"

When the long sword in Mo Lei's hand was half an inch away from Ling Xiaoxiao, he suddenly made a crisp sound. He saw that his fingers caught the tip of the sword and could not move forward half an inch!

With fierce eyes, Mo Lei said darkly, "Lord Yu, do you know what you are doing?"

It is Yu wanxiong who makes the move in time to stop Murray.

"Yu wanxiong! How dare you meddle in my Mohist affairs Mo Kun is furious. Seeing that Feng Wuchen is about to die in Mo Lei's hands, he doesn't expect Yu wanxiong to do it.

"What a shame! Yu wanxiong! How dare you save the wind! When the wind house is destroyed, you will be killed again! " Mo yuankong was furious, and his face swelled with anger.

Mo yuankong's threat, Yu wanxiong directly ignored, in his hand that moment, he had prepared for the worst.

Feng Zhengxiong didn't expect that Yu wanxiong would help, but they were also relieved."Master Yu, are you not afraid to offend Mohist?" Feng Wuchen asked in surprise. Yu wanxiong also knew that there was Huangfu family behind the Mohist school.

Smelling speech, Yu wanxiong said with a smile: "I can't control it for a moment. Now I'm afraid it's too late to regret it."

"Ding!"

Words fall, Yu wanxiong a little force, will break the sword of Mo Lei.

Yu wanxiong's cultivation has also reached the level of nine levels of Hua Yuan Jing. Mo Lei is not an opponent at all. However, Mo Lei has to be vigilant to distance himself.

"Yu wanxiong! You want to die! " Mo Kun roared: "brother Huangfu, kill Yu wanxiong!"

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