Chapter 27: Fighting Yellowing Again

Chen Rufeng couldn't help but be stunned.

Like countless invisible chains, he tightly wrapped his limbs, and he still couldn't break free of the true spirit on his arms and legs.

Chen Rufeng constantly stimulated the true qi of his whole body, like a huge wave breaking the sky, constantly hitting the barrier in the sky, but only his hands and feet trembled wildly. The yellowing momentum was so strong that he could not move at all. In this case, not to mention what kind of wonderful method he used to deal with the yellowing, he directly Chen Rufeng's advantage was erased. It seems that this yellowing is also extremely shrewd. After World War I, Chen Rufeng's tactics were carefully analyzed, so today he preemptively released an air machine to lock him in confinement, making him like a pig on the cutting board to be slaughter.

The corners of Huanghua's mouth are raised, and the sleeves are elegantly swinging. The dust and white light in front of them is dazzling and flourishing, like the sun breaking up, turning into bursts and violent strips. Then, waves of the momentum of Mount Tai were crushed with sharp gas, like a stone coming out of a mountain collapse, and Chen Rufeng was unavoidable.

Han Ling's eyes stared on the ground, and his fingers in his hand behind him moved slightly.

"Where does such a powerful internal skill come from?" Han Ling was suspicious and seemed to have no intention of saving him. He narrowed his eyes and paid attention to every move on the battlefield.

Wanjun's pressure is coming.

Chen Rufeng's teeth have been biting and bleeding, and his body has been approached by a sharp knife from all directions, making him sweat coldly.

Fortunately, at this time, Chen Rufeng's wisdom was so great that he remembered the essence of the cracked wind fist. A roll of wind could crack into sharp blades, killing people in an instant. Chen Rufeng quickly made the energy running in his body run like a whirlwind, circled a wave of sharp energy, and immediately cut off the invisible rope that bound him.

He broke the lock of momentum. Even if Chen Rufeng had a lightning-like speed, he could not avoid the approaching momentum. He had to hurried out and face the yellowing momentum, and rolled up the irritable wind on his fist, as if two giants were colliding face to face in mid-air.

With his whole body full of true energy, Chen Rufeng punched again, like a wind beast in the sky roaring from his fist and rushing directly to Huanghua's momentum.

There was a huge roar in mid-air, and the gas on both sides cracked. Suddenly, there was a mass of force that seemed to tear people apart. Chen Rufeng's body was forced to shake back, and the blood in his chest surged, and his internal organs seemed to be upside down. He endured a mouthful of blood and tried hard to push this huge force. He stabilized his body, but it was useless. In the end, there was a heavy pain behind him. A mouthful of blood still spit out and filled the air. He only felt the sky and the earth swing. It turned out that it hit a big tree, and the big tree also wanted to shake like a moan, as if even the roots were loose.

Huanghua's body was stable in mid-air, but the dust in front of him was shaken left and right by the anti-shocked gas. He had to reach out his hand to grab it. An uncontrollable shock spread to his whole body along the dust. If he hadn't suppressed it with his deep true qi, he would have been injured by this powerful anti-shock aftershock aftershock.

Jiang Shengtian, who was calmly commanding the battle, saw that Chen Rufeng was injured and was about to run to the rescue, but he remembered that he had no martial arts and quickly mobilized the people of the Tianfeng Gang. Unexpectedly, Han Ling raised his hand to stop him, making him look at him with a surprised face.

But Han Ling just stared at Chen Rufeng, who was embedded in a tree, shook his head without saying a word.

"Life and death practice... Only by gambling once between life and death can you die first and then live, and take a big step forward in the cultivation of power." Han Ling thought to himself, "Like the wind, I just followed your way of practicing qi and didn't help you."

Chen Rufeng's perception barely woke up after a moment, and his eyes were hazy, as if everything was immersed in the shadow of the water.

On the ground, Guo Tongwu and Fu Yuanjing are fighting with Fang Lei.

Fang Lei's machete fell down, and Guo Tongwu and Fu Yuanjing's original body was quickly separated, and the left and right of the opponent Lei attacked. Fang Lei panicked and took the big knife and blocked it on both sides. Fu Yuanjing held a long sword in his hand and stabbed and cut it. The speed was far better than dealing with Fang Lei on both sides. On the other side, Guo Tongwu was also full of milk. The knife knife was like a mountain pressure. Soon Fang Lei couldn't stand it. He had to fall to the ground and roll down and retreat. Several horizontal thunder villages The mountain thieves quickly picked up, but they were not the hands and feet of the two owners of the Tiger Village, and they were put down in a few times. Fang Lei's body was also scarred and embarrassed.

Liu Hong and Chai Yuanlang, two internal masters, dealt with a group of martial artists who only know foreign kung fu on the battlefield. They were even more like fish in water. With one punch and one punch with true energy, they soon beat a large group of people to pieces. There was no power to fight back. The battle soon fell to the side of the Tianfeng Gang and Tiger Village. Coupled with Jiang Shengtian's overall situation and strategic command, even if the number of weapons exceeds them, it is also far at a disadvantage.

"This way! Raiders, go!" Jiang Shengtian raised his voice and shouted, glancing at Chen Rufeng uneasily. Seeing a slight light on his face, his heart calmed down slightly, "You, all! Give them a fatal blow!" Jiang Shengtian waved his hands, and the people around him seemed to suppress the itchy murderous intention for a long time. They roared like beasts and ran out.

Chen Rufeng's consciousness gradually recovered. He lifted his true breath and opened up the meridians blocked by blood stasis. His hands gently moved and barely regained a little strength.

He patted the trunk behind him with his hands, rebounded, and rushed back to Huanghua.

Chen Rufeng must gain a close advantage before he can turn defeat into victory.

Huang Hua knows that he is dominant by speed, so naturally he will not let him succeed. After some quiet thinking after the last failure, Huang Hua has long been confident that he will fight fiercely the next time he fights with Chen Rufeng. Today's battle really had a miraculous effect, which made Chen Rufeng miserable.

However, he did not expect how fast Chen Rufeng's progress was in this short period of time. After such many life-and-death training, the depth of his internal skills was no longer the same.

Chen Rufeng turned into a green light and shadow, shooting at the yellow like an arrow. Huang Hua brushed the dust with his hand and swept it in the half empty space. White light came out one after another, turning into countless "Tao" words to protect his body. However, Chen Rufeng has taken a close opportunity to appear on the side of Huanghua's body, with a storm in his fist, and suddenly came out, covering Huanghua to death.

The wind roared and blew the yellowed robe vigorously, as if thousands of fierce beasts were breathing, creating a surging whirlwind to destroy everything.

"Cleft!" Chen Rufeng's fist burst into blue veins and hiss. Suddenly, the yellowing wind shattered into sharp and shining wind blades, which suddenly fell down, gathered from all directions and rushed straight to Huanghua.

At this moment, the word "Tao" that protects the body suddenly burst into a strong light that can't be seen directly, turning into a light mask to cover the yellowing death. Those green wind blades are embedded in the light mask, and they can't go deep at all, just like a baffle blocking them.

In the light mask, Huanghua shook the dust again, and the white light shattered with the wind blade and turned into dust in mid-air. At the same time, his wide cuffs were dark and eager to gather. Before Chen Rufeng could react, the wind in his sleeve had swelled to the size of ten fists. Huanghua's sleeves shook, as if swinging two huge hammers to Chen Ru The wind blows away.

Chen Rufeng quickly lifted the true qi, and his figure dodged away like electricity, making the two yellowed sleeves touch each other. With a bang, the two long-brewed Taoist true qi in his sleeves have been ejected out. Its speed can't be distinguished by the naked eye, and it suddenly hit Chen Rufeng's chest.

Han Ling couldn't help clenching his hands together at this time, sweating.

"If what I expected is right... this should be..." Han Ling's heart is playing a gamble at this time. If he loses, he will pay Chen Rufeng's life. If he wins, he can explain his previous doubts.

When Zhenjin hit Chen Rufeng's chest, Chen Rufeng hummed sadly. There was a strange black fog on his chest, which overflowed his chest like a splash of water and soon disappeared. This black fog actually slowed down most of the strength of Zhenjin and did not hurt the important heart, but Chen Rufeng was still knocked away. Half-air, as if he had just pushed his chest to the stake.

Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief, let out light in his eyes, and blurted out emotionally: "Sure enough! Sure enough!"

Jiang Shengtian, who forgot to breathe, thought that Chen Rufeng had died.

"Really, the previous practice of the "Reverse Devil's Heart Secret" has added a layer of magic energy in his body. This layer of magic gas has played a miraculous effect when Harpash exhibited the 'disintegration of the demon' that day, dispelling most of the magic skills in his body, and the role of protecting the body has also been greatly weakened." Han Ling finally confirmed his conjecture with an unnatural smile on his face.

The magic spirit of protecting the body blocked this fatal blow for him, but Chen Rufeng did not care. He adjusted the chaotic true qi in his body and once again resisted the green light and rushed to Huang Huaji.

This time, the wind rises again.

It's just that this wind is only limited to lingering on Chen Rufeng's fist, and does not attack the opponent as quickly and arrogantly as just now.

When Huanghua saw this, he suddenly felt that it was not good. He quickly urged the dust. As soon as the dust was stimulated, the white hairs stood up straight, no longer like the previous drooping ponytail. Now it is like a straight sword, and it also emits dazzling white light, which is very powerful.

The atmosphere gathered on Chen Rufeng's fist shows no sign of spreading. Close to his fist, like a lover who snuggles to each other.

Huanghua clenched the dust, and the light on the dust expanded to the limit, as if what he held in his hand was the dazzling sun in the sky.

On Chen Rufeng's fist, the green light flashed. At this moment, the gathered storm turned into a long green pillar, extending forward from his fist, like crossing the sky bridge, making a "sneer" sound, breaking through the sky and poking the white light.

Everyone couldn't help but look up and broke through the green sword in the long sky into the white sun. What a magnificent scene.

The light has aroused countless waves of light under the impact of Chen Rufeng's wind fist, and the huge sun almost devoured the yellowing completely.

Chen Rufeng's fists kept adding strength, and the long green bridge became stronger and stronger, giving people the illusion that this was a huge tower across the sky.

"Jufeng Fist... Unexpectedly, under the influence of the magic of the magic formula, his potential has been stimulated." Han Ling muttered to himself. Like others, he stared at the brilliant confrontation in the sky. Jufengquan was temporarily created by Chen Rufeng's influence by magic during the war with Halpa. At that time, Jufengquan also had a strong magic spirit. Today, Chen Rufeng's Jufengquan is completely from his own simplicity and true spirit. There is absolutely no one. Silk magic impurities.

Seeing that the air column vibration of Chen Rufeng's wind fist is getting stronger and stronger, the yellowing covered by white light is approaching the limit, but no one sees the bitterness of his face now.