Chapter 52: Three Wars Yellowing
"It's you!" The three saints and Ruiyun shouted at the same time. Chen Rufeng's sudden appearance was simply unexpected by them. He had many entanglements with him before, which was also an enemy.
"Good! OK!" Huang Hua looked at Chen Rufeng with a ferocious smile, as if the cheetah had seen a prey that had slipped away from his claws before. His eyes were smiling fiercely and grinding his teeth. "Your opponent is here!"
Huang Huayu raised a golden light, and a flash of shadow rushed to Chen Rufeng, with a strong real power. Chen Rufeng quickly raised his sword to resist, and there was no time to defend against it. He was hit by Huanghua and flew out.
"Hmm, you won the previous two fights with me, and today I will recover my previous debts once!" Huang Hua appeared and shouted at him with hatred on his face. Chen Rufeng quickly stabilized his body in mid-air, resisted the bamboo sword, and his eyes burst out.
"I can't get rid of your scourge twice before, and I will completely eradicate you today!" Chen Rufeng pointed to Huanghua majestically, urging the strong and murderous spirit hidden in his body.
Huang Hua is not afraid of the murderous spirit emitted by Chen Rufeng. Today, he is not like that of that day. He has done all the true biography of Ruiyun and practiced the true method of shadow crane, and his strength is far more than several times more than before. Facing Chen Rufeng, he is sure of winning.
He smiled as pleasantly as looking at a weak animal, and did not look at Chen Rufeng in his eyes at all.
With a wave of his robe, a brand-new gold-inlaid dust appeared in his hand.
How's it going? You destroyed my dust that day, and I will destroy you with a new dust today! Hahaha!" Huang Hua said proudly, waved the dust with his hand, and the yellow and golden shadows danced gently with the dust.
Chen Rufeng didn't hum. Although he won twice before, he knew that he was much stronger than before and should not be underestimated by the fierce momentum brought by his violent impact.
"Drink!" Chen Rufeng didn't talk much nonsense with him. There was a circle of green and white sword light on the bamboo sword, and his body turned into a disease and killed him. He also carried a few powerful storms, which were extremely fierce.
Huang Hua smiled contemptuously, brushed the dust in his hand several times, and circles of golden light went to Chen Rufeng's bamboo sword like a tight hoop. Chen Rufeng supported the true spirit, and the sword light became more and more prosperous, like the bright sun suddenly appeared in the night, constantly competing with those golden hoop.
"Ah!" Chen Rufeng shouted violently, and the bamboo sword in his hand turned around, and the white and green light exploded out. As a circle of golden hoops turned into dust and smoke, he was forced to retreat by the powerful anti-shock force, swept through the shadow in mid-air and returned to his original position.
Huang Hua leisurely put the dust on his shoulder, laughed, full of disdain and relaxation, and looked at Chen Rufeng with ridicule, as if he was provocatively saying, "If there is any other trick, just show it out.
After all, Chen Rufeng is also a teenager, and naturally he can't tolerate yellowing to mock him like that. He bit his teeth, and the bamboo sword turned out to the shadow of the sword. He kicked his body and attacked Huanghua again.
He flew high and above his yellow head. There was already a green gas rotating and gathering on the bamboo sword. At the same time, a soft white light shot out from the tip of the sword, like a silkworm spitting silk, so subtle that it was almost imperceptible.
The wind around began to whine, as if hearing the call, rushed to the bamboo sword in Chen Rufeng's hand, blowing Chen Rufeng's sleeves vigorously. The green light became more and more dazzling, and in a short time, a huge green sword pillar gushed out from the bamboo sword.
"Wind-gathering swordsmanship!"
The roaring wind roared on the bamboo sword. I don't know how many fierce storms are hidden in the sword spirit column. It has the power to break the heavens and the earth, and the momentum is extremely powerful.
A sword so condensed with a furious sword spirit fell towards the yellow, like the green tusks of a fierce beast in the sky, mercilessly to penetrate and chop his whole body.
Huanghua was also not panicked and confused. The dust rolled up, and the rumble golden light began to expand from each dust and gradually turned into a dazzling golden ball of light. Every dust is raging, like angrily rushing to the crown, and the light ball is getting bigger and bigger, with three people hugging together.
The green sword pillar has bombarded and hit the expanding ball of light.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and a roll of green wind shattered into sharp blades, falling as densely as rain, accompanied by green sword pillars, which made people thrilling, as if facing extinction.
The light ball suddenly stopped the expansion, and under the heavy pressure, it was three points deep by the sword pillar like a mud pill.
After the sword pillar goes three points deep, it can no longer break through, as if a huge force from Optimus Prime blocked it.
Those dense wind blades, like mud cows entering the pool, were emitted golden light by the invisible barriers in front of Huanghua, and were swallowed up one after another, which could not hurt him at all.
Chen Rufeng's hands holding the bamboo sword came with severe pain, as if two forces were pulling his arms in different directions, almost tearing into two sides.
Yellowing is also sweating straight down, and the face is no longer contempt.
He tightened his teeth and constantly urged Zhenli to solidify the golden ball to resist Chen Rufeng's strength and softness in the wind-gathering swordsmanship.
It's just that the stronger the light ball feedback to the sword pillar, the greater the pressure he endures.
Chen Rufeng used the method of softening water to adjust the anti-shock force and apply it to the photosphere. Huanghua naturally could not bear this double pressure, and gradually his body began to sink.
"I didn't expect... this boy to become so strong..." Huang Hua said angrily. He had previously thought that Chen Rufeng's strength was no different from that day. If so, he could defeat him without any effort.
Chen Rufeng also felt terrified.
The combination of wind swordsmanship and Rift Wind swordsmanship has just been blocked by Huang Hua so easily. This skill is already amazing.
Now, it is the battle between the wind swordsmanship and his golden ball of light.
The golden photosphere is condensed by the true spirit of the supreme Taoist. It is extremely resilient and cannot be destroyed by manpower.
In the green sword pillar, the rotating storm is becoming more and more fierce, like breaking through the boundaries of green light and rushing out.
If this stalemate continues, Chen Rufeng is a little worried that his true qi is not as strong as yellowing, and sooner or later he will fall into a disadvantage.
"Break!" Chen Rufeng suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, and the green sword pillar suddenly broke, and a strong wind raged like a caged beast. The fierce storm suddenly shrouded yellowing, blowing his golden robe wildly, and even his bun was blown off, and his hair was scattered and pulled back with the wind. However, the brilliance on the dust did not diminish, but became more dazzling. As the rupture of the sword pillar also broke into a boundless brilliance, it quickly expanded out, covering the whole person of Huanghua. For a moment, he could not see Huanghua's figure clearly, and only saw that he was gradually swallowed up by a mass of light.
Even if Chen Rufeng had the unloading force of soft water, he still could not completely eliminate this anti-shock force from a mountain pressure. He was shocked and bounced back and hit a tall tree. The high tree suddenly broke his waist and slowly fell to the ground.
The glory gradually faded, and the yellow figure reappeared in the air.
Chen Rufeng fell to the ground weakly, spit out a mouthful of blood and splashed on the ground.
It's not easy to get yellowing. He held the dust breathlessly, and a line of blood penetrated from the corners of his mouth.
Chen Rufeng picked up the bamboo sword, supported the ground, barely stood up again, and looked up at the condescending Huanghua.
"Ha ha, you are not bad." Huang Hua no longer dares to underestimate Chen Rufeng, but there is still a proud smile on his face.
"You're not bad either." Chen Rufeng gasped and said rudely. He had used all his strength to attack him just now, and he still couldn't help it. He still vaguely feels that Huanghua still has a backhanded, and he is now at a disadvantage.
Jiang Shengtian pulled Li Yinru. The two hid behind a bunch of bamboo together and barely looked at the situation outside through the bamboo gap.
"Master..." Li Yinru saw Xuan Wanmiao trying to shout, but her mouth was covered by Jiang Shengtian.
Jiang Shengtian shook her head fiercely, indicating that she must not make a sound in this situation.
Li Yinru looked at Jiang Shengtian with fear and looked at the murderous confrontation between the two sides outside. Finally, he understood a little and nodded slightly, and Jiang Shengtian loosened his hand.
Ruiyun has replaced the position of Huanghua and joined hands with Sansheng to fight against Song Zhuoyuan, Yuan Sirou and Xuan Wanmiao.
The ghost fire in Songyuan's hand gradually extinguished, and his eyes were fierce, like the possession of a god of murder. A black gas began to gush out from every pore of his pores, covering his body like a layer of black armor.
"Ruiyun, let me see what the results of your 15 years of 'sleep' practice." Song Zhuo said coldly.
Sansheng also retreated knowingly. Ruiyun put his palm on his chest and looked at him with a sneer.
"Don't think that you are the head of the Eight Hidden in the Central Plains, and your skills must be higher than me." Ruiyun said hostilely.
"Stop talking nonsense and take action!" Song Zhuoyuan shouted loudly, and his body attacked Ruiyun like a ghost.
On the other side, Chen Rufeng also held the bamboo sword in his hand, and his body hit Huanghua at a speed a few minutes faster than the arrow from the string.
The sword is fierce, like a blade, with Chen Rufeng as the origin, shooting to Huanghua one after another.
Huang Hua brushed the dust in his hand and swept up the golden light, turning the fierce sword gas into powder.
Chen Rufeng himself turned into the most powerful sword spirit. The white light and green light shined on the bamboo sword and directly penetrated the yellowed body.
"Well, you forced me." Huanghua's eyebrows condensed, holding dust in one hand and palm in the other.
"The second layer of the true method of shadow cranes, the sound of wind and cranes!" Huang Hua said silently.
A yin wind dispersed from the yellowing body, and at the same time made a strange sound of cranes, which made people goose bumps.
The dust and palm hit at the same time, and the invisible air waves gushed out first, emitting violent vibrations in the air, welcoming Chen Rufeng's human sword unity.
The sword spirit was suddenly transformed by 70% to 80%. Chen Rufeng felt that the strong force on the bamboo sword was like a stone. His whole body was also wrapped in the profound true spirit of the shadow crane method, and he could no longer rush forward.
Huanghua raised the dust, and then combined his fist. The energy that had lurked around Chen Rufeng's body early in the morning suddenly burst, and the waves that had been rushing forward also turned into violent air waves, hitting Chen Rufeng one after another.
With a hiss, the bamboo sword could no longer withstand such a fierce true qi impact, and suddenly cracked into bamboo crumbs.
Chen Rufeng's eyes were not good, the green light flashed, and a virtual shadow flew through the air and quickly retreated elsewhere, but the bamboo sword that had been accompanying him had completely turned into dust under the impact of yellowing gas. His clothes were also blown into small holes by the gas that had just burst, and some places still bleed. Come on.