Chapter 783： The form of Jiaolong, I am a dragon!

"Jiaolong Faxiang!"

"Roar!"

A dragon chant came from Lu Feng's body, and behind him a phantom filled with Longwei slowly condensed.

"That is……"

Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan, who were about to double-team Lu Feng, suddenly shrank their eyes, staring at the phantom behind Lu Feng incredible.

Soon, a phantom took shape, a hundred-foot-long flood dragon appeared behind Lu Feng, and strands of dragon power belonging to the flood dragon condensed in the sky, giving the world a sense of oppression.

"Dhamma!"

"Buddhism!"

"how is this possible?"

"How can he have a martial art form that belongs to a holy warrior? How is it possible?"

Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan were instantly overwhelmed with shock.

The martial art form is the standard equipment of the saint martial artist, and only the martial artist with the martial art form can be called a saint-level martial artist.

This is common sense that all warriors of the emperor realm and above on the Kyushu Continent know and are clear.

But why is there a martial arts image behind Lu Feng?

And this martial art image is different from other false methods. They really feel the oppression from the law image, which is exactly the same as the holy law recorded in the ancient books.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, and there was a hint of panic in the depths.

Fear of martial arts!

Because that was the existence that the saint martial artist could condense, but now it appeared behind Lu Feng, the saint king realm martial artist.

"Kill him, you must kill him as soon as possible!"

The solemnity and panic in the eyes of the two eventually turned into killing intent.

Intuition told them that if Lu Feng were to live today, even if they had a hundred lives in the future, it would not be enough for Lu Feng to kill.

"Gu Xuan swordsmanship, one sword over ten thousand mountains!"

When the ghost sword came out, Gu Guijiu let out a deep cry, and the sword energy ran across the sky, transforming the phantom of thousands of mountains, and pressing towards Lu Feng.

"Yan Family Sword Technique, Feixing Slash!"

Yan Yinfan also didn't leave his hands at all, his body jumped into the air, flew into the clouds, paused for a while, holding the cutting saber in his hand, falling from the sky, and slashed down.

On the blade's edge, the sword energy carried even cut through the void, pulling a spatial crack in the air.

Unparalleled!

Zhang Jiaqi and Jia Xu below looked at them with sweat in their hearts, wondering if Lu Feng could stop them.

Lu Feng looked at the powerful martial arts of Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan, snorted coldly, and said, "The little carving skills are unsightly!"

"Weak Water Sword Art."

"Weak water sinks everything!"

The sound fell, and the weak water rose.

With Lu Feng as the center, a ten-li-long weak river emerged in the void.

"What? Condensed martial arts? God-level martial arts?"

Yan Yinfan of the ancient ghost Jiuhe was even more shocked when he saw it. He wanted to accept the move, but found that their moves were not controlled by them. They fell directly into the weak water river, sank at the bottom of the weak water river, and finally disappeared. Without a trace.

"Gu Guijiu, Yan Yinfan, I will show you what a real martial skill is."

"go with!"

Under Lu Feng's control, the Weak Water River set off a huge wave and was about to swallow these two people.

The legend of Weak Shuihe, Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan knew very well, once the two of them were swallowed by Weak Shuihe, their lives would really be accountable.

Weak water is more than just talking.

"Gu Xuan sword technique, cut mountains and rivers!"

"Yan's sword technique, strange soil condensation!"

Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan hurriedly shot.

Gu Guijiu had a ghost sword in his hand, and he cut it down with a single sword. The sword aura was hundreds of miles long, and he wanted to directly smash the weak water river.

But I didn't want to, the seemingly mighty Jian Qi, as soon as it hit the Weak River, it disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it!"

Gu Guijiu's face is ugly, where did Lu Feng get such brilliant sword art? Why have you never heard of the weak water river in the god-level martial arts?

Compared to Gu Guijiu's useless sword energy, Yan Yinfan's offense seemed much more stable.

The saber-cutting knife in his hand came out, condensed in the sky, and turned into a piece of illusory earth, surrounding the weak river.

It turned out to want to restrain the power of the weak river with the principle of the five elements against each other.

"The world is able to restrain the weak water rivers of the Zhenshen Land beside the weak water rivers. How can you overcome the weak rivers in your imaginary land?"

Lu Feng looked at Yan Yinfan coldly, and with a big wave of his hand, Weak Shuihe instantly swallowed the illusory land around him.

The saber knife that belonged to the mid-range of the sky was swallowed in the weak river and sank into the earth.

"Asshole!"

Yan Yinfan was furious, and the treasured sword that had accompanied him for hundreds of years was sunk by the weak water river, so he could not wait to rush into the weak water river to get the treasure back.

Just looking at this weak river, he didn't dare to move the slightest anymore.

Once he entered the weak water river, even his emperor's five-layer warrior would die in the weak water river soon.

"swallow!"

Lu Feng's movements did not stop. In the weak river, stormy waves swept away at Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan, vowing to swallow them.

"Quick, avoid!"

Gu Guijiu and Yan Yinfan didn't dare to hold on, and hurriedly turned into streamers to flee, but Weak Shuihe was extremely fast, chasing them closely, and once they dared to stop, they would be swallowed instantly.

"If this continues, we will certainly die!"

Gu Guijiu's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that his majestic five-layer warrior would be forced to flee when facing a small saint king warrior.

It was not that he had never thought of killing Lu Feng, who was in control of the Weak Water River, but behind Lu Feng, there was the Flood Dragon Dharma, standing in the Weak Water River, and they would not be able to kill Lu Feng without entering the Weak Water River.

Entering the weak river, they will be submerged by the weak water, and they will undoubtedly die.

"Set water drops!"

Yan Yinfan said with a solemn voice, "The weak water river is still water in the final analysis. Try to use your water drop to fix the weak water river. No matter how long it lasts, even one second is enough for me to use Yan Jiadao. The taboo of the law beheaded Lu Feng hidden in the weak river.

As long as Lu Feng is killed, Weak River will definitely disappear.

"Okay, try it!"

Gu Guijiu didn't hesitate, and looked at each other with Yan Yinfan, a drop of water appeared in his hand.

"I will try my best to stay weak water later, I don't know how long I can hold it, but you must take this good opportunity to directly kill Lu Feng." Gu Guijiu said to Yan Yinfan.

"it is good!"

After the sound fell, Gu Guijiu's figure suddenly stopped, and the water drop in his hand was suddenly thrown into the weak water river under his control.

At that moment, the power of Weak River was reduced by more than half.

"it works!"

The ancient ghost was overjoyed, and hurriedly poured his true energy into the water drop, urging the effect of the water drop to the maximum, and at the same time said anxiously to Yan Yinfan: "Hurry up, do it, the water drop cannot stop the weak water for too long."

"it is good!"

Yan Yinfan didn't hesitate, moving his hand again, holding a ground-level high-grade long knife, his figure jumped into the air, and his mouth roared: "Lu Feng, you have the form of a dragon, and today the old man will let you see the real Yan family. Knife."

"The Yan Family's sword technique, slash the dragon with the sword!"