Chapter 249 Kill the old evil thing

Above the dense forest under the starlight, Mo Xie can no longer stand it because of Lu Feng's bitterness. His personality is the kind of evil person. Sometimes even if he knows that he will poke a hole in the sky, he will act mercilessly.

"Old evil thing, how about we fight in the desert outside? If you win, I will leave the body to disappear. If you lose, you will sleep in the desert. How about that? Lu Feng's eyes looked into the distance. His eyes in the night could naturally easily find the group of Qiu Laoer who were peeping at him with a telescope in the distance.

For Lu Feng's proposal, Mo Xie naturally agreed. If he kills Lu Feng in the vast desert, it is absolutely silent. Even the old man surnamed Lu, he can't know that it is his own murder. On the contrary, if there is a huge fight here, I'm afraid it will be found by many people, and even taken into photos or videos by some people. If so, I'm afraid I'm completely exposed!

"Okay, for your age, I'll go with you!" Mo Xie sneered.

Both of them knew the importance of the other party's "Tian Dao Jing", so both of them wanted to take the "Tian Dao Jing" as their own, so they cut through the sky in the night and flew towards the edge of the desert outside Phoenix.

Twenty minutes later, the two had appeared on the edge of the desert. Lu Feng stood in the void, looked back at Mo Xie, who was one step ahead of him, and said lightly, "Are you fighting here or entering the desert?"

Mo Xie said indifferently, "It doesn't matter. As long as I can kill you, my goal will be achieved. It is absolutely impossible to take the Book of Heaven from me. Let's do it!"

The distance between the two is about 20 meters. In the void looking at each other, their eyes burst out strong fighting sparks.

"In this case, I won't be polite. Today, let me see what is the ability of the famous evil figure Mo Xie?" The dagger in Lu Feng's hand burst into a sharp light in an instant. At the moment when he quickly galloped towards Mo Xie, the dagger in his hand hit him fiercely without hesitation.

However, when Lu Feng's figure was about to approach Mo Xie, a mass of yellow powder suddenly spilled from Mo Xie's hand. With the slightly cold wind in the middle of the night, the yellow powder had been blown away for a moment, and the wind direction, this was the place where Lu Feng came.

"What is this?" Lu Feng's face changed. Because he usually watched a lot of TV series, he thought of the poisonous fog in an instant.

In an instant, Lu Feng's body twisted a few times, and then rushed to the place where the poisonous fog on the side could not be blown. His consciousness has been shrouded within 20 meters of his body, so when three lightning-like flying needles pierced him, anger appeared on Lu Feng's face. This damn bastard not only used the poisonous fog, but also shot at his flying needle hidden weapon behind the poisonous fog. It was really despicable!

"Old evil thing, you immortal thing, don't use these carving tricks to humiliate people. Take out your real ability to fight with me. I can't pay attention to the trick you use." Lu Feng roared and rushed to Mo Xie again.

"Idiot, how dare you say that my trick is to eagle insects? Hey hey, I'll let you know it's awesome later!" Mo Xie's left hand had reached into his waist. At his left waist, a dark black brocade bag was quickly grasped by him. As he quickly pulled open the rope tied at the mouth of the brocade bag, a lightning golden light suddenly shot out of it.

"Kill that bastard boy!" A flute appeared in Mo Xie's hand, and a strange note echoed on the edge of the desert in his rapid playing.

Lu Feng's expression changed when he quickly rushed to Mo Xie, because he keenly caught that the lightning-like golden light was not a hidden weapon, but a golden poisonous snake with life. Lu Feng instantly searched for information about this snake in his mind, but found that there was no information at all.

He could look at the gloomy and fierce color in the golden snake's eyes, and even the scarlet snake's letter was extremely ferocious.

"Go to hell."

The dagger made by the thousand-year-old body exudes a cold chill. In almost a tenth of a second, the dagger in Lu Feng's hand has stabbed the forehead of the fierce golden snake.

Dozens of Mars splashed everywhere, and the golden snake was blown away by a strong force, while Lu Feng's body was shocked and his fast-moving body paused in mid-air.

"Dat, what the hell is this? Its head is too hard, isn't it?" Lu Feng was secretly shocked. When he looked at the golden snake, he had no intention of peeping at it.

More than ten meters away, Mo Xie, with a sneer on his face and sneered: "Lu, if you want to get the Heavenly Taoist Sutra, you must kill this golden snake. Haha, don't be afraid to tell you that this golden snake is the golden snake king that I used ninety-nine kinds of strange poisons in the world and soaked it for eight years before refining it. Although he is all over There are no bones, but the hardness of the body is comparable to iron and stone. If you want to break its defense, I'm afraid it will be difficult, right? Today is your death, and you are dead!"

Lu Feng's spirit was raised to the extreme. At this time, his enemy was not only this golden snake, but also Mo Xie, who was playing strange music to prevent Mo Xie from attacking when he was avoiding the attack of the golden snake.

"It's not certain who will die! The old evil thing is really an old evil thing, and the things refined are so vicious. It seems that I can't keep you today!" Lu Feng's speed soared several times in an instant, and the dagger in his hand stabbed the golden snake that grinned.

Once again, sparks splashed everywhere, and Lu Feng's eyes swept over the shallow mark on the head of the golden snake, and then his other hand, in the gap between his fingers, a slender silver needle pierced the seven inches of the golden snake like lightning.

As the saying goes: snakes hit seven inches.

Lu Feng wanted to use this principle to kill the golden snake. In the silver needle, because it was instilled with a lot of internal strength by Lu Feng, it easily tore open the layer of snake skin, and almost half of the silver needle did not enter the abdomen of the golden snake.

"Explosion!"

Lu Feng shouted loudly and immediately followed his fingers, and his inner strength poured in crazily. At the same time when his body retreated, the golden snake quickly softened, and its body, which had been flying in the air, also fell to the ground.

Lu Feng outlined a sneer at the corners of his mouth and rushed towards Mo Xie like lightning.

"Bastard! I have cultivated the golden snake for so many years, you... you damn it!" Mo Xie looked at the golden snake king who had worked so hard to cultivate successfully. At this time, he was killed by Lu Feng, who didn't know how to do it. Suddenly, a strong anger broke out in his heart.

The flute in his hand was thrown aside by him without hesitation. His hands looked dark and strange, and he grabbed Lu Feng's body fiercely.

"The remnant eagle's claws... tore him!" Mo Xie shouted violently.

"Lost Trace Hanging Fist..." Lu Feng also showed no weakness and directly used the strongest move he can now use in "Fantasy".

Bum! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The claw shadow, the fist shadow, with the sound of explosion, and the harsh sound of the air that seemed to be torn apart, the fierce fighting was carried out in mid-air, and as the two continued to attack each other, their bodies moved more and more towards the desert.

The wind roars, the yellow sand flies all over the sky, and under the brilliant starlight, it interprets a fierce fighting game. In the end, who can leave alive and who can get the Heavenly Sutra? Whoever dies is between the moves.

Lu Feng's speed is faster than Mo Xie, his strength is also stronger than Mo Xie, and even his cultivation level is higher than Mo Xie. However, he is not as rich in fighting skills and experience as Mo Xie. You should know that over the years, Mo Xie's enemies are all over the world. After all, he is an evil figure. If he doesn't agree, he can fight. Every time he takes action, even if Mo Xie does not kill the other party, he will make the other party end extremely miserable.

There are many enemies and more fighting. He can live to this day. In addition to his superb cultivation, he has rich combat experience.

As time went by, the gloom on Lu Feng's face became stronger and stronger. Just after the two hit each other with several punches, Lu Feng's body suddenly retreated backwards. At the moment when his body stabilized, he quickly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. His hands were like dancing butterflies, constantly flashing on all sides. Countless auras from all directions condensed between Lu Feng's hands.

Lost Hang Fist...

Lu Feng once again used the strongest attack moves in "Fantasy". This time, he mobilized all the remaining internal strength in his body. After the palms of his hands erupted, Lu Feng looked at the great change in his face and rushed at Mo Xie, and the killing broke out in an instant.

The fist shadows all over the sky spread forward like a tide. A mysterious taste gradually appeared in his heart. His spiritual power was highly concentrated at this time, and he did not notice some strange energy molecules between heaven and earth and quickly integrated into his body.

"The trend of heaven and earth?"

Mo Xie looked at Lu Feng in disarray. At this time, his body had rushed to Lu Feng. When the soft sword gathered the aura of heaven and earth from Lu Feng, the soft sword left more than a dozen wounds on his body like a spirit snake.

And at this moment, he sensed that Lu Feng was wrong. Suddenly, he turned around and rushed to the distance without hesitation, because he knew that once Lu Feng had finished his momentum, he was afraid that he would send out a thunderous blow. He, who was experienced in fighting, understood that in the face of absolute strength, no matter how powerful the skill, no matter how rich the battle experience was. There is no way to compete with it.

Escape! Escape! Escape!

In the shortest time, the farther you can escape, the better!

Mo Xie's heart is constantly trembling. At this time, he has no desire to fight. Entering that mysterious realm, Lu Feng's combat effectiveness will be improved exponentially.

"If you want to run, do your spring and autumn dream!"

The corners of Lu Feng's mouth outlined a cruel murder. If Mo Xie had just mobilized the energy of heaven and earth, if he did not leave more than a dozen Dawson's wounds on his body, then he still had the possibility of escape. But now, he has missed the best opportunity, and it is impossible to escape!

Almost in an instant, in Lu Feng's sarcastic voice, Mo Xie was overwhelmed by Lu Feng's attack.

The sad screams broke out in the shadow of the fist, and the rolling waves spread in all directions.

Lu Feng's figure swayed a few times in mid-air. Just when he was fighting with Mo Xie, he almost died in Mo Xie's vicious moves several times, and his cultivation level was much higher than that of Mo Xie. Whether it was speed or strength, he had a great advantage, otherwise he had become a corpse at this time.

His divine consciousness has been shrouded in Mo Xie. Even if his eyes are covered by the shadow of the fists in the sky, he can see clearly. At this time, Mo Xie's body has become full of holes, and even the old body has been shaped by the shadow of the fist.

A blood fog burst out from Mo Xie's body. Lu Feng firmly believed that every inch of bone on this guy's body had changed from the original.

The blood stained the sky, and the fist shadow dissipated.

Lu Feng was like a ghost that broke out at high speed in the night, slowly converging the murder on his body. Lu Feng's feet slowly fell on the body of Mo Xie, who had fallen in the yellow sand, and kicked the body away with his feet. The dagger in Lu Feng's hand penetrated Mo Xie's throat in the sky, which showed sarcasm.

Even if Mo Xie was beaten so miserably just now, he did not die immediately. He still held a breath. Lu Feng knew that he could still move at that time, but he did not move. There was only one possibility that Mo Xie held the idea that even if he died, he would pull a cushion.

"If you want to sneak up on me, you almost won't happen to me if the boat capsects in the gutter." Lu Feng came to the place where Mo Xie's body fell again like a shadow, and then took advantage of the internal strength released to pull the dagger out of his neck and fly back to his hand.

After standing quietly for five minutes, Lu Feng slowly approached Mo Xie's body, reached out and turned over him for a while. Then he took out a small golden cover book from a big pocket with a zipper in his arms, but this small book was full of fist prints.

"Good quality! I was just worried that when I killed this old evil thing, I would break the "Tiandao Sutra"!" Lu Feng smiled gently, looked no longer at Mo Xie's body, and quickly flew towards the edge of the desert.