Chapter 135 The Way of Book and Sword

Mr. Yinfeng withdrew his palm, and even put away his feet. He turned around and looked directly at the man with thousands of red lights in front of him.

"Very good. You really came, but you are a man."

Mr. Yinfeng nodded, rolled his sleeves, and wanted to say something more. Unexpectedly, the figure was as fast as a ghost, like a wind and lightning, and swept tens of thousands of meters away in an instant.

Even the void above his head cracked, and five real dragon lights and shadows burst out, which turned into nothingness in an instant.

It's just that the speed of that virtual shadow has nearly doubled.

"What? The power of gas and blood? This guy is crazy. Do you want to make a big move with me? The yin wind was shocked and pushed away quickly.

The power of qi and blood has reached the peak of the divine servant, and can freely control the form of qi and blood. The dragon of qi and blood on the head represents the storage of the power of qi and blood. Once the dragon of qi and blood bursts, it means that the power of qi and blood is scarce for a short time. At least, it is extremely difficult to recover in half a day.

Often, people will burn the power of qi and blood like this only when they use some must-kill skills.

Mr. Yin Feng took a long breath, and the soul sword in his sleeve shook down. He held it in his hand, and the dark clouds of the sword on his head rolled, waiting for the other party to attack.

However, the figure that was almost to the extreme stopped abruptly dozens of meters in front of Mr. Yinfeng. He took off his long shirt, knelt down on one knee, put on Mao Xiaojiu's body, and gently picked it up.

He didn't look at Mr. Yin Feng, but took a step back and turned to the east.

Mr. Yinfeng frowned and shouted coldly, "Wu Pengwei, since you are here, why do you pretend? Put that girl down. You and I will fight."

Wu Pengwei said without looking back, "I won't slip away. Don't worry, just give me half a piece of incense."

After a few breaths, a fat figure on the horizon of the east came breathlessly, and the speed was as fast as thunder.

"Wow, I'm exhausted, Lv'er, what's the matter with you?" Zhu Wu Neng came in a wide robe. On top of his head, he was sitting on a plate of green with pink makeup. Greener was holding Zhu Wuneng's hair and playing happily.

Wu Pengwei just handed over Cat Xiaojiu and said lightly, "Lv'er, take good care of Master Jiu, and wait for me when you go back to the 'Trick Knife Chamber of Commerce'."

Lv'er nodded and pulled his little hand. Zhu Wu Neng took over the cat Xiaojiu's body, rolled his eyes, and went back to the original road breathlessly.

At this time, Wu Pengwei turned around and stared coldly at Mr. Yinfeng, and his eyes were like ice.

Mr. Yinfeng smiled coldly: "As for it? For the sake of a woman, he did not hesitate to use half of his own strength of qi and blood. Stupid.

Wu Pengwei said lightly, "With only a little half of the power of qi and blood, I can also kill you."

"No big words"

Mr. Yin Feng was furious and went away with a slap.

The dark sword cloud above Mr. Yinfeng's head suddenly cracked and opened, turning into thousands of swords, sweeping towards Wu Pengwei.

"The hand of the sword to the universe."

The sword and palm in Mr. Yinfeng's hand overlapped in one place, and suddenly dispersed, turning into two strands of great light, sweeping everything. The sword spirit is unparalleled, light and erratic, but the palm is majestic and heavy, like a mountain like a mountain.

This blow tore the void apart at the moment. Where the clouds and waves rolled, they turned into 50 real dragon lights and shadows. These real dragons are different from Wu Pengwei's dragons of Qi and blood, which are thicker and more vivid. The most different thing is that those real dragons have cyan light on their bodies, imitating The Buddha embroidered a green edge.

The red sword on the side of the void was shocked.

"What, he actually got the true qi of 'Haoranzong' and embroidered his own power of qi and blood on the edge of the blue light, which means that the power of his qi and blood has been tempered, and its quality is far stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, even twice as much as Yu. That is to say, Mr. Yinfeng is enough to compete with the primary soul generals with his strength alone. They fight and don't fall behind. It seems that this Mr. Yinfeng is really loved by the 'ancient book'.

Mr. Yinfeng's momentum is amazing, and the power of the sword's palm is enough to break the mountain stone.

Wu Pengwei took a deep breath, didn't think about stabbing with a shot, and used the strongest martial arts skill - "cracking".

One shot came out, and the stars cracked.

This powerful blow is not inferior to the power of the other party's sword palm, and it is even more powerful.

The shooting galloped in the air with a meteor, a little golden light like a bean, drawing a bright golden light, and stabbing between the sword palms forced by Mr. Yinfeng.

"Bang..."

The two flew backwards at the same time. At this moment, the two shook with the power of qi and blood, and there was no difference.

The red sword's eyes above the sky tightened slightly, "Okay, I didn't expect Wu Pengwei to have the power of Mr. Yinfeng. It's not simple, and his martial arts are also powerful, and there seems to be room in the gun."

The Mr. Yinfeng, who rolled back upside down, was also shocked.

"What, I got my master's 'ten thousand years of ancient scroll' to cut the tendons and wash the marrow, so that I can practice the dragons of these fifty scrolls. Each of them is worth the two dragons of qi and blood of ordinary martial arts. It can be said that it is the power of a hundred true dragons. Unexpectedly, this boy can carry it hard, and it is also in the case of blowing up five dragons of qi and blood. "

The more Mr. Yinfeng thought about it, the more frightened he became. At this moment, he no longer hesitated and sacrificed a killer mace.

"There are tens of thousands of volumes and tens of thousands of broken books. If you get the heart of the book, boy, get down."

Mr. Yinfeng suddenly shouted, like thunder, and a huge mountain-like book faintly appeared in the boundless air, which was fiercely suppressed.

"Wanzhong scroll? The ultimate magic way..."

Mr. Red Sword raised his eyebrows, and a red light rose to the sky between his eyebrows. Obviously, he was extremely surprised.

This ten-thousand-fold book volume is one of the ultimate magical powers created by Haoranzong. It takes the heart of the book as the mouth and drinks the order. It is like the way of oral art. It is extremely powerful, representing the power carried in books for tens of millions of years. At the extreme, the "thousandfold scrolls of books" can transform the light and shadow of 100,000 books and crush a city.

"Wu Pengwei is in trouble!"

Chi Jian was shocked and made a judgment for Wu Pengwei's end.

"Huh, do you want to show your power?" Wu Pengwei took a deep breath, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he suddenly pointed out.

"Speared Pupil, Mirror of Nightmare"

This time, his eyes did not look at the Yinfeng Gongzi, but shot straight at the huge book phantom as towering as a mountain in the sky.

“Boom............”

A strange loud noise shocked the hearts of Wu Pengwei and Mr. Yin Feng.

In Wu Pengwei's heart, the nightmare bronze ancient mirror swallowed the book into it. The two were entangled and suddenly exploded, and they were all empty.

In Mr. Yinfeng's mind, his scroll wanted to wrap the other party's ancient mirror in it, but the ancient mirror suddenly burst and turned into pieces tore the scroll into pieces.

At the moment when the two fought, the way of magic power actually died together.

(It seems that I have a headache. It really hurts so much to write so much first.)