Chapter 27 Section 5 Fierce Battle

"Big sister, you're right, but look at that big brother's fighting action, it's really amazing!" The dog looked at Lu Jianfeng in the sky and couldn't help but look full of envy and admiration, opening his big eyes, and said so.

It turns out that this dog was born in an ordinary family. How can there be a chance to practice spells? The opportunity to cultivate immortality has never intersect with such children.

Therefore, dogs can only appreciate and admire, and have a face full of admiration.

"Awesome? I'm afraid it's hard for him to beat the man named Dust. Although Yan Xiaowei said so, her expression was extremely nervously looking at the situation on the field.

"Sister, you seem to be very worried? Ha ha!" The dog looked at Yan Xiaowei, smiled mischievously, and said so.

This made Yan Xiaowei speechless. She didn't expect that the child was very naughty.

Yan Xiaowei turned his face, looked at the dog and said, "You see, these two people are bad people, so it's better for them to fight both sides. Naturally, I won't worry about that boy."

The dog spit out his tongue. Obviously, he didn't believe Yan Xiaowei's words, but he quickly said, "Big sister, you are practitioners, and you can fly around. It's amazing! Can you teach me, big sister?"

Yan Xiaowei couldn't help laughing and thought that this child was thinking like this!

"Yes, but there are many taboos in cultivation, which require a lot of effort. It is not something that ordinary people can bear. Moreover, practicing spells are extremely dangerous things."

Yan Xiaowei said seriously.

"Dangerous?" The dog said to himself.

And just as the dog was talking, the battle between Lu Jianfeng and Fu Chenzi, the two people in the sky, were in a fierce state. They made their own moves, one attack and one defense, and fought back and forth. They were full of flames and stormed, rendering the sky as bright as the day!

"Hey, the legendary wizard teenager is nothing more than that!" Suddenly, he pushed the dust out and pushed his magic weapon "Xuanyin Dust" to stimulate the tigers and tigers. Xuanbing flew around, which was extremely fierce. In this move, a wide piece of ice just pierced the corner of Lu Jianfeng's clothes. This move was extremely dangerous and almost made Lu Jianfeng unable to fight and seriously injured!

Fuchenzi said such a sentence disdainly, and naturally there was a cold hum in his mouth.

Lu Jianfeng is a well-known wizard among the ghosts. He practices spells with great speed and strong understanding. Therefore, I don't know how many people are obviously envious, but secretly they are jealous.

"I have been practicing ghost spells for 30 years. In addition to diligence, I think I am no worse than anyone else, but why do I value a mediocre person like you?" Fu Chenzi suddenly said coldly.

Lu Jianfeng was stunned and looked at the person opposite with some surprise.

At this moment, the two have fought back and forth dozens or hundreds. After this fight, they also have a general understanding of each other's skills. Therefore, Lu Jianfeng knows very well that the power of the person opposite him - brushing dust is the strength in the Ghost Sutra!

And Fu Chenzi suddenly said such a sentence at this time. In fact, he also found out that the strength of Lu Jianfeng, the boy opposite him, is also the strength of the Ghost Sutra.

The length of the two people stayed in the ghost gate is very different. Fu Chenzi said that he has been in the ghost gate for 30 years. It can be seen that at this time, when he was middle-aged, he entered the ghost gate to practice magic.

Lu Jianfeng is only 20 years old and practices spells in the ghost family. However, his cultivation is comparable to that of Fuchenzi. Therefore, the depression in his heart of this ghost disciple called Fuchenzi can be imagined.

So what? As long as he is a talented person, even if he practices ghost gate spells for a moment, he may be much better than someone like you who has suffered in the ghost gate for so long!"

Lu Jianfeng said like this.

His words are correct. Pragizing spells has always attached great importance to a person's ability to understand.

Therefore, in the cultivation school, it is not possible to roughly evaluate the level of each disciple's skill and cultivation by the length of practice.

Fu Chenzi's face revealed a few traces of hatred. He pushed his palms with his hands to urge the inner breath. Obviously, he did not relax the magic attack at all. He said, "Lu Jianfeng, you are deeply valued by the master. At this age, you have got the true biography of the master, but we disciples have never been a teacher for ten years. Why is the preferential treatment of the door?

After saying that, Fu Chenzi looked angry, and there was a light in his eyes, which deeply penetrated Lu Jianfeng's eyes!

"Drink!"

Lu Jianfeng didn't want to pay attention to Chenzi's words anymore. He just kept urging his inner breath and attack without stopping at all. He knew that the power of this man in front of him was as good as his own, so if he wanted to win, he had to rely on the on-spot performance.

This on-the-spot performance has something to do with the right time, place, people and so on, but Lu Jianfeng knows that the most important thing is mentality.

Lu Jianfeng, a ghost disciple named Fu Chenzi, although he has heard a little about it, has rarely dated, so he only knew in his own understanding that this person is a person who is extremely good at jealousy in his heart.

Lu Jianfeng is more aware that as a famous magic doctor - Lu Tianque - is the son of his father. He was made into the ghost door by his father's enemy. Among them, there must be a great deep meaning and secrets that he did not know.

The "White Tiger" fairy sword, constantly hovering and dancing in mid-air, sometimes moving forward rapidly, sometimes retreating bravely, one move, one attack and one attack and defense, all under the control of Lu Jianfeng's internal motivation, come and go freely, but such a high-quality magic weapon is transformed by a spirit beast!

Lu Jianfeng looked at the "White Tiger" fairy sword and had mixed feelings in his heart. At the juncture and urging of internal breathing, he thought of a lot. He knew that he had such a spirit beast, which was already extremely mysterious. He did not know that he had been put into the ghost door by the ghost people, and his father's revenge. People are the people of the ghost family!

Lu Jianfeng has received a lot of preferential treatment among the ghosts. From childhood to now, he has practiced spells all the way. There is only one wish in his heart, that is revenge!

However, this hatred is not what he originally thought!

"White Tiger" told Lu Jianfeng that his father died at the hands of the ghost family, but Lu Jianfeng did not know who the ghost family, the enemy, was at all.

Thinking about myself all the way, I have hidden hatred in my heart, practicing ghost spells, killing extremely heavily, all over the world, and many people in many places in the five Middle-earth states have been slaughtered by him!

But why are these?

Why?

Thinking of this, Lu Jianfeng's mind suddenly went blank!

"Kill!"

The blank in my mind suddenly released such a big word!

As if he suddenly got infinite power, Lu Jianfeng suddenly felt that the breath in his inner breath was extremely powerful, and he was about to burst himself!

He flew up and rushed to the dust with the "White Tiger" fairy sword!

"Ah?"

"Lu Jianfeng!"

Fu Chenzi looked surprised, but Yan Xiaowei on the street shouted. Obviously, both of them saw that Lu Jianfeng's expression had changed greatly at this moment!

A pair of blood-red eyes, as if dripping blood!

One pair of hands, scratching the mouth, as if to stir up the universe!

Fuchen retreated repeatedly, and he was deeply touched by this sudden formation!

Lu Jianfeng, who was originally slightly at a disadvantage, suddenly rushed over as if he was crazy!

The trick launched by Fuchenzi - "Jiutian Xuanbing" is not something that can be used calmly all the time. This extremely grand trick must have a certain buffer time.

At this time, the dust stirred up his "Xuanyin dust", but he found that no matter what, he could not use his own internal power to promote such magic tricks. His heart suddenly banged!

The dust was in a hurry and kept retreating in mid-air, and the dust that circled up rushed towards him like mountains and seas.

And among the thousands of dust, those blood-red eyes are even more horrible!

Is it possible that you were taken down by the crazy boy in front of you?

Fuchen thought like this.