Chapter 53: Hermit War

Chen Rufeng, who did not have a bamboo sword, suspended in the air with his bare hands and stared at Huang Hua with indi resentment.

The bamboo sword is the first sword given to him by Yuan Sirou and the first sword since he practiced swordsmanship. Watching it turn into dust, heartache and reluctance continue to spread, eventually turning into an incomparable hatred of yellowing.

Huang Hua smiled with a sneer. That day, he destroyed his dust. Today, he broke his sword, which is also clear.

It's like a tiger that pulled out its teeth. Without a bamboo sword, Chen Rufeng has not reached the realm of Qi as a sword, and his swordsmanship can't do anything.

"You scream, you bite me!" Huang Hua's face was even more provocative, and he gave Chen Rufeng a mouth shape of "What can you do with me?"

Without swordsmanship, I still have errave skills. Chen Rufeng said in his heart.

Do you think I have no chance to win?

Huang Hua didn't seem to be in a hurry to fight back immediately, and he also wanted to see what tricks Chen Rufeng could use.

However, there is already a momentum to lock Chen Rufeng in the dark to prevent him from gaining advantage in flexibility with the superb speed of his erratic skills. Although Huang Hua is contemptuous on the surface, he does not dare to be careless about it, and it is really stable.

Chen Rufeng's mind turned rapidly, constantly thinking about how to break the shackles of yellowing momentum, and then avoid its sharpness and poke its key points to win.

Finally, an idea came to my mind.

Although Huanghua's unparalleled momentum has locked him in, it only prevents him from suddenly approaching and does not limit his activities too much.

Chen Rufeng's figure suddenly began to turn, and the green light flashed, and a mass of air surrounded his body, dancing like a whirlwind. In the blink of an eye, Chen Rufeng's figure disappeared into the night.

Then, just in a moment, Chen Rufeng reappeared, but at this time, there was no longer Chen Rufeng, but five Chen Rufeng.

The third level of illusory work, "phantom".

The five phantoms are at a higher level than the previous phantom transformed by Chen Rufeng. Each phantom has a true qi flow. With the induction of true qi, it is impossible to distinguish which one is the real body and which one is an illusion. Five Chen Rufeng even have the same strength of Zhenqi. Chen Rufeng has just divided Zhenqi into five parts and attached it to five of him.

Huang Hua was also dumbfounded for a moment, and his eyes suddenly rose. He looked at five Chen Rufeng's fists at him, glanced over, and he couldn't tell who was really who was empty.

The five Chen Rufeng's movements are the same, turning into five green lights and shadows at the same time, from five different directions to the yellowing.

Huang Hua looked at the five green lights rushing towards him, and suddenly panicked. He waved the dust in his hand, and the golden light floated out of his body like a ribbon, trying to protect his body and seal every offensive of Chen Rufeng.

Five green lights gradually approached, and five Chen Rufeng appeared in the shadow and punched Huang Hua together.

Where is the perfect defense in the world? Even if it is a golden light body protection, there is always weakness. One attack in five directions can always hit the weak.

Finally, a phantom has found a gap in the yellowed golden light, which is where the soft ribs of the golden light are located. All the phantoms suddenly gathered towards the phantom and re-hugged into Chen Rufeng's entity, and the fists have hit along the gap. The storm vomited on the fist, and a gust of wind roared like a torrent that broke through the dam, directly breaking into the yellow and fragile body.

The sound of bone breaking rattled, the blood in the yellowing mouth vomited wildly, and the body was hit a hundred feet away. The dust was brushed away from the hand, and the golden light also disappeared in the air.

Chen Rufeng could only see his yellowed body being hit into the distance, and finally fell to the ground like goose feather flutter. It seemed that he was not alive.

"Do all the bad things, you deserve it." Chen Rufeng said coldly that he had no pity for Huang Hua.

A ghost shadow appeared above Song Zhuoyuan's fist. The ghost shadow suddenly expanded as his fist broke forward, which was extremely gloomy. There is still strong and real power in the ghost head shadow, and the momentum is constantly strengthened in the process of expansion, which is fierce and amazing.

Ruiyun looked at the ghost shadow with a faint smile and stretched out a finger, with a little white light on his finger sticking like sand.

The ghost shadow is coming.

"Ghost Fist!" Song Zhuo shouted violently, and the ghost's mouth was also creepy with his violent shouting, and he almost swallowed Ruiyun alive with a big mouth.

At this time, the light spot on Ruiyun's finger expanded into a cross shape, stretching out four light thorns to hold Song Zhuo's fierce ghost fist. The big mouth did not seem to be able to close, but made a painful ghost roar, which made people's eardrums painful.

The four light thorns on the end of the finger scattered away and inserted them into the distant fist.

The ghost head virtual shadow was dispersed into a dark shadow by the dazzling light, and the four light thorns pierced the tip of Song's fist. Song's distant face showed bitterness, urging the upper fist to shatter the four light thorns, and his body quickly took the opportunity to retreat.

"How's it going?" Ruiyun held his hands behind him again and smiled dryly.

After the fight, Song Zhuoyuan suffered a secret loss and stared at Ruiyun fiercely.

"I'll give you a good look!" Xuanwan screamed on the ground, but did not move his body. As soon as he played the upper string of the piano, the sound of the piano suddenly rose, and a visible silver-white gas rushed out of the strings, condensed into three air masses, and rushed to Ruiyun in the air.

Ruiyun laughed and patted his palm forward. Before the three air masses could touch his body, they had been broken into ashes by Ruiyun's palm.

"Tianqinxian, please think about your strength before you fight with me." Ruiyun smiled contemptuously.

Xuan Wanmiao immediately blushed with anger and couldn't wait to beat Ruiyun's sarcastic face into a ball of meat sauce, so that he could no longer laugh. In anger, she plucked the strings with her slender hand. At this time, she played an urgent chord, as if urging thousands of troops and horses to rush to kill the enemy. The sword-like momentum poured out from the front of the piano and rushed to Ruiyun.

The sound of the piano is not stopped, and the more it is playing, the more urgent it is. After the sword comes out, there is a round cyclone that breaks through the air, and there is also a snowflake-like palace heel, which does not give Ruiyun a breathless opportunity at all.

Ruiyun's eyes condensed, knowing that Xuan Wanmiao was really angry, and secretly said in his heart, "This is much more interesting!"

Although Xuan Wanmiao's momentum was unremitting, the power of Ruiyun's palm was so sharp that Xuan Wanmiao's successive offensives turned into dust and smoke.

Seeing that his offensive could not cause any damage to Ruiyun at all, Xuan Wanmiao gritted her teeth, her eyes were bloody, and she simply crossed her heart and wanted to kill her with great power.

"Heaven and earth!" Xuan Wan Miao shouted such a sentence with real strength. Her fingers quickly plucked the strings, and bursts of string shadows danced on the piano, which showed how fast Xuan Wan Miao played.

Originally, the sonorous and excited sound of the piano suddenly turned into a deafening sound, and even the three saints, Song Zhuoyuan, Yuan Sirou and others had to cover their ears.

It was like stirring up a thousand-layer huge waves, and the weather turned upside down on both sides of Ruiyun's body, as if two approaching mountains were pressing towards Ruiyun.

The three saints were stunned.

The supreme tone, even they had to retreat, but Ruiyun did not move at all and raised his hands, as if to carry the huge mountain squeezed from both sides.

However, the two mountains and sea-like sounds were held up by Ruiyun's palms and could not enter one foot.

Ruiyun's hands trembled violently, as if his arms were about to be crushed by the power of Optimus Prime.

Xuan Wan's hand never stopped, the strings were about to be broken by her playing, and her face became more and more pale. The true strength of holding these two heavens and earth would continue to consume the true energy in her body.

If she can't crush Ruiyun in the shortest time, it is difficult to estimate the damage to her.

Ruiyun shouted loudly, and his hands suddenly burst into a dazzling white glow. The two strands of gas that squeezed him seemed to have been affected by the power of moving mountains and reclamation, and retreated to both sides. Ruiyun put his hands together, and his energy suddenly burst, and the remaining strength burst out one after another. Sansheng, Song Zhuoyuan, Yuan Sirou and others had to raise their hands to resist.

Jiang Shengtian and Li Yinru, who were hiding behind the bamboo forest, fell back involuntarily, and they snorted bitterly.

I saw the blue veins on Ruiyun's face bursting, and his face was so horrible that he looked up to the sky and roared like a mad beast who lost his mind.

The powerful true qi broke out with him as the center, and the earthquake shook around.

The sound of breaking through the sky, even the bamboo trees shrank.

The three saints have meditated cross-legged, palms of their hands, and a virtual air mask came out to protect them, so as not to be hurt by the true qi burst out by Ruiyun.

Yuan Sirou jumped in front of Xuan Wanmiao and Song Zhuoyuan. The flowing sword pointed to the sky, and there were still water lines on the tip of the sword, giving birth to an invisible water wall, which swallowed up Ruiyun's true qi shock.

The worst is Jiang Shengtian and Li Yinru, who were hiding behind the bamboo. They just stood up again and fell back. Both of them felt that their chests were stuffy and spit out blood with a wow, obviously suffering internal injuries.

Xuanmiao's face was like dead ashes, as if she had endured great pain. Her whole body was trembling, and her hand pressed on the strings.

"Ah..." Xuan Wanmiao snorted miserably, her throat was sweet, and a stream of blood splashed on the grass in front of her. Her body was half bent, and her face was miserable.

"Master..." Li Yinru got up and saw the miserable situation. He was so anxious that he was about to shout out. He was covered by Jiang Shengtian and only made a "huh" sound.

Suddenly, the strange sound of "hissing" came to their ears, and then something slid across the ground.

The two looked at each other in astonishment and saw fear in each other's eyes.

They all guessed what kind of animal was approaching them.

The two slowly turned their heads, and a ten-foot-long python raised half of the snake's body. The two dark green snake eyes emitted a fishy light, opened its bloody mouth, drooled hungry, and spit out bright red snake letters.

Jiang Shengtian and Li Yinru suddenly made their feet soft, and their necks rose with a cold feeling.

It is a feeling of death, panicked and unable to struggle.

fragion, helplessness and fear. The breath of death is constantly emanating from the python.

However, the python seemed to just want to scare the two of them. In a blink of an eye, he lay on the ground again and turned around and slid back.

The two were about to be scared, but now they gradually eased down.

"Two children, what are you doing here?" A creepy voice came, but with strange kindness, as if coaxing people to take poison.