Chapter 73: Fisherman's Profit

The strong wind hit his face, and the flowing sword in Chen Rufeng's hand emitted soft white light, as if the clear water reflected the sun, and the waves were gentle, like a shield condensed by water light.

Lan Yuer's whole body clothes are close to her body, showing her floating posture, but the murderous spirit in her hand teaches people not to be careless.

She opened her bow left and right at the same time, hit the "Heavenly Demon Seal" in one hand, and used the "Heavenly Demon Mixed Yuan Bomb" in the other. She would never leave a trace of affection. As soon as she took action, she wanted to kill Chen Rufeng.

Layers of black magic like a square wall shot to the right side of Chen Rufeng, and on the left side, there was a bead-shaped black gas dragging its long black tail and bombarding Chen Rufeng. It hit on both sides, majestic and strong, pressing Chen Rufeng with the momentum of rifting through clouds and cracking stones.

Lan Yuer knows that the soft water sword requires softness to overcome rigidity, but everything is limited. As long as its strength exceeds the limit of the soft water sword, it can break it and directly beat the yellow dragon. Therefore, Lan Yuer did not hide her selfishness at all. As soon as she came, she was powerful and more bullied Chen Rufeng.

When Chen Rufeng saw that both sides were threatened at the same time, he freed a palm to condense the sparkling water light. Under the induction of the air machine, he met the weak Tianmo seal and blocked the powerful Tianmo mixed yuan with a flowing sword. Suddenly, a series of overwhelming forces poured down on the palm of the hand. Even if the power of soft water swallowed most of the strength, the arm was still soft. Chen Rufeng gently pushed his palm forward, patted the absorbed magic counterattack, and smashed the rest of the killing seal.

The flowing sword turned full of glory, and the bead-shaped black gas seemed to be biting the flowing sword and refused to let go. Chen Rufeng's hand holding the flowing sword also trembled wildly. A wave of soft water swallowed and digested this magic power, but it was like a person who was full of food could no longer hold on. More than half of the black gas disappeared, and there was still a small ball of death left. I want to break into the light of the flowing sword.

Chen Rufeng had to draw the flowing sword out and drive away the remaining magic black gas like a flowing boat. The black gas violently hit the heavenly demon circle and penetrated into the black gas of the heavenly demon circle like a mud cow into the sea.

Lan Yuer's attack was continuous, and she did not intend to give Chen Rufeng a chance to breathe. She pushed forward with her palms, and the roaring black roll magic spirit shot out, rushing to Chen Rufeng like a black cloud pressing the city.

Chen Rufeng stabbed forward with a flowing sword, and the water light was as light as a mask. The magic air hit, like a torrent hitting a spring, splashing, and the huge force like a mountain like a mountain pressed against the flowing sword. Chen Rufeng sucked and led the ground to carry out the purpose of good water flow. The magic gas roared furiously, as if he could not break through Chen Rufeng's soft water defense line.

Chen Rufeng's wrist suddenly shook, and a white sword light pushed back and spread along the magic, as if it were a beam of light dispelling dark clouds, extremely soft, and like a hand leaning into the water and gently dialing, extending to Lan Yuer.

Fortunately, this sword light is slow to go away. Lan Yuer knows that the soft water sword light is carrying her own magic power, which is equivalent to taking over Chen Rufeng and his own strong offensive. She dare not touch it hard. She opened her body and waved her sleeves at the same time, and missed the sword light.

Chen Rufeng did not take advantage of the situation to launch a counterattack. He knew that he was really angry. If he wanted to counterattack in one stroke, it would be difficult to defeat Lan Yuer. If it hadn't been for the soft water sword's consumption of true qi, and he had been taking the defensive posture, he would have been exhausted and fallen down.

Lan Yuer saw that she couldn't even kill Chen Rufeng's soft water sword. She was anxious and angry. She quickly leaned over and was about to share the victory with Chen Rufeng.

Chen Rufeng saw Lan Yuer kill him in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, he had climbed to the "extreme" state and was not confused by his charm. He was not confused and was able to clear his martial arts skills. The magic boiling palm image unfolded like a fan and shot at himself overwhelmingly. He quickly picked up the flowing sword and went out, and the water-like sword light gently touched the shadow of his palm like silk. Lan Yuer's move did not leave a gap, and it was completed in one breath. The palm shadow had hit Chen Rufeng's lower abdomen with an elbow. Chen Rufeng quickly urged the air of soft water to protect his abdomen and rushed back the impact force. Lan Yuer was not a person who was easy to get in with. She immediately straightened her arm and turned into a straight fist, taking advantage of Chen Rufeng's soft water and real gas to unload the old power and have no time to take care of the new power.

"Ah!" Chen Rufeng suffered a hidden loss and staggered back. Lan Yuer took advantage of the situation and soared into the air. She kicked Chen Rufeng with a pair of bright jade feet like a storm. The shadows all over the sky were like magic claws. It was the leading leg method of the Red Devil Altar "Magic Leg" to target Chen Rufeng's weakness in jumping into the air.

At the same time, there was something strange about the heavenly magic circle around the two, and the black gas shot out like jumping fish, pointing to Chen Rufeng's back, aiming to cover the empty door behind while Chen Rufeng only responded to Lan Yuer's offensive in front of him. Lan Yuer buried this foreshadowing early, which was obviously a must for Chen Rufeng's life.

In the face of the attack of the two sides, Chen Rufeng was also calm. The flowing sword seemed to raise its eyes behind its back and pick it back, knocking those black gas that wanted to take advantage of people's danger back into the demon circle. Facing the magic leg coming to the top of his head, Chen Rufeng sealed the frame with his other hand, and the soft water filled his palm. First, he pushed it with his positive palm and then touched it with his back palm, blocking the unpredictable and fast magic leg.

Lan Yuer sneered in her heart: "I'll see how long you can stop it!"

At present, he changed his move again, and his body suddenly turned into two palms in front of him in mid-air, secretly accumulating a magic spirit and suddenly patted it. Chen Rufeng knew that Lan Yuer wanted to do the old trick again, and the spirit of bullying the soft water was overwhelmed and finished himself with a palm.

If this move can't be stopped, Chen Rufeng will be finished.

At a critical moment, Chen Rufeng also mobilized the last remaining true qi. Despite the continuous magic attack in the magic circle behind him, he withdrew the flowing sword and stabbed it. The white sword light suddenly soared into a column, wrapped Chen Rufeng all over and flooded Lan Yuer's figure.

"Wind Sword - Still Water!"

Those magic spirits that no longer have obstacles also rushed to Chen Rufeng's back like crazy, to give Chen Rufeng a fatal blow, but they were immersed by the rising sword light and white light.

In front of Chen Rufeng's eyes, it suddenly turned into a vast expanse of white.

Lan Yuer is missing, the magic circle is missing, and the Tianfeng Gang is missing.

The only thing that is still there is the flowing sword in his hand.

"Where is this place?" Chen Rufeng muttered to himself, and his feet involuntarily walked forward.

His heart suddenly felt sour.

As he walked, a red figure was carrying him, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Rufeng vigilantly raised the flowing sword, thinking it was Mei Zun. I took a closer look and found that it was not her.

The woman also noticed that someone was coming, but she did not completely turn around. She just glanced at Chen Rufeng at the corners of her eyes.

Chen Rufeng suddenly felt severe pain in his heart. He stretched out one hand and was about to catch up with the shadow.

"Qing'er!" He shouted out loud.

The woman in red ignored him, put away the side and walked slowly.

Although she walked slowly, Chen Rufeng tried his best to urge her legs, but still couldn't catch up with her.

The hand he stretched out wanted to grab her, but he could only watch her drift away.

In the end, he had to kneel weakly.

"Why... why are you so cruel... leave me without saying a word?" A painful sadness came from the bottom of his heart, making him almost suffocate.

He raised his head and roared, surrounded by his own echoes.

Endless sadness accompanied him. He put down the flowing sword and had a tear in the corners of his eyes.

His heart has been extremely sad, and the pain has drowned all his thoughts.

seemed to be immersed in the blue water. When he opened his eyes again, he found that everything around him had become hazy.

The scene was as old, and the magic circle seemed to ripple in the ripples, and Lan Yuer, who was fighting hard with both palms in front of him, also became blurred, and the palm of the palm became extremely slow.

"Is this the empty state in the flow of good water?" Chen Rufeng's mind was a little clear, and the flowing sword somehow returned to his hand.

It turned out that Chen Rufeng felt great sadness and inadvertently entered the highest level of the "empty realm" of the good water flow, which is similar to the sad method of the river countercurrent, but the "empty realm" created by Chen Rufeng is much higher than the inner sadness of the river countercurrent.

Everything around is changing, but the speed of change is extremely slow. If it is not for careful inspection, it is like stagnation.

Chen Rufeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up, Lan Yuer's face seemed to be frozen in the water.

The sword spirit on the flowing sword is like a latent dragon in the water, combined with waves of water, gently spitting to Lan Yuer.

The blisters overflowed, and the white pillar was like an arrow, cutting Lan Yuer's shoulder.

The empty realm suddenly broke, and Lan Yuer hummed and fell back.

Chen Rufeng put his hand behind his back, flicked his fingers, and a few drops of water-like light rose, devouring all the black gas behind him.

Lan Yuer fell to the ground and glided for a distance. There was a shocking blood mark on her originally flawless arm. Although it did not hurt her life, the pain it brought was indescribable.

And the magic circle lacks the support of Lan Yuer's true qi, and it also began to fade and slowly disappear.

Only then did everyone see the situation in the circle. Jun Moxiao and other four envoys of the Red Devil Altar saw that Lan Yuer was injured and fell to the ground. They all looked unbelievable, which was exactly the same as the expression on Lan Yuer's face.

Chen Rufeng's hand holding the flowing sword slowly hung down, and the last bit of strength was also exhausted at the moment when the wind sword was displayed.

Lan Yuer stared at him with a pale face, and her mind has been recalling the scene just now.

Obviously, Chen Rufeng's life is going to be taken from his palms, but why did his arm be injured inexplicably with a flash of white light in front of him?

Lan Yuer was really puzzled at this point and lost her own grievance.

Chen Rufeng's eyes were full of sadness, and the red shadow on his heart could not be erased for a long time.

He even wanted to enter the empty world again to pursue her, although he knew that what he had just seen was just an illusion created in his heart.

It was not until the crowd of Tianfeng Gang surged and shouted ecstaticly that Chen Rufeng's consciousness slowly floated back.

"The alliance leader is good at swordsmanship!" As soon as Lan Yuerfu was defeated, she changed her name to call Chen Rufeng the "lord of the alliance". She covered the bleeding wound on her shoulder and looked at Chen Rufeng angrily. Behind her, Jun Moxiao and the four of them were eager to glared at him.

Chen Rufeng said lightly, "Is Mei Zun all right? Why don't you wrap it here first?"

Lan Yuer shook her sleeves and said coldly, "No, we'll go back home!"

Wen Zicheng and Gu Hao and Gu Quan looked at Lan Yuer in surprise.

Lan Yuer hummed and walked to the door of the hall first. She was angry with the people of Tianfeng Gang: "Please get out of the way!"

At this time, another voice said harshly, "No one is allowed to leave here!"