Chapter 45 The Battle of the Peak

Lu Feng said slowly, "You underestimate me too much. Do you want to defeat me with this level of tricks?" Of course, he knew that Yao Tian was far more than this level of attack, but the momentum between the masters was very important. Otherwise, he would have lost three points before starting the game.

Yao Tian immediately made a gesture, and the Iron Dragon immediately stopped attacking, but still kept making a deep and fierce cry, which was frightening.

Yao Tian looked at Lu Feng with a serious face and said, "Do you really think I have this trick? Don't forget the competition between the young masters of the four schools 120 years ago. I won you, and this time, you still can't escape the fate of failure, but the price of this failure is - death!"

Lu Feng said doubtfully, "Are you afraid that the court will send troops to destroy you so openly? Are you sure that you have the strength to openly confront the court now?

Yao Tian had a sinister and cunning smile on his face. It was difficult to believe that this was the smile of the head of the first sect of the State of Wu. He looked at Lu Feng with a strange look, as if he were looking at a prey. After a while, he slowly said, "After your death, you will be named as a thief. Many ministers in the court are our people, and that little girl is so stupid that she may really believe this kind of thing."

Lu Feng said contemptuously, "Let's wait until you win!" Lu Feng slowly fell to the ground, pulled out a flute from his waist and put it to his mouth. Almost at the same time, a melodious sound of the flute came out. But only Yao Tian knows that this flute is Lu Feng's unique death symphony, which can attack the souls of creatures. Even giant monsters like Iron Dragon may die because of soul damage.

The Iron Dragon really seemed to gradually start to feel uneasy and keep retreating, as if it was very taboo about this kind of flute sound. But it soon seemed to realize that it was useless to just avoid like this, and gradually became angry. Finally, a fierce roar came from its mouth, and the roar easily covered the melodious sound of the flute, and even the earth began to tremble.

Except Yao Tian and Lu Feng, everyone else covered their ears in the whole martial arts arena, but even so, some people fell to the ground, covered their ears and rolled up.

Lu Feng's Death Symphony is an arbitrary offensive spirit, that is to say, although everyone can hear the sound of the song, in fact, only one or several people may be attacked. Therefore, there was no damage except Yao Tian and the monster who were attacked.

Although the sound of the Iron Magic Dragon has overshadowed Lu Feng's flute, it does not seem to reduce the damage. The Iron Magic Dragon roared and rushed to Lu Feng, resulting in one big pit after another on the ground. Just when the Iron Dragon was about to hit Lu Feng. He turned into a red light and flashed aside, but his mouth still kept playing the death symphony of the State of Wu, which had been civilized 50 years ago.

The Iron Magic Dragon failed, and within the attack range of the symphony of death, it hit the ground painfully. After more than a dozen consecutive impacts, the ground has been hit by a large crater with a depth of five or six meters and a diameter of seven or eight meters. The Iron Magic Dragon seemed to be much better. He turned around and rushed to Lu Feng again. Lu Feng turned into a red light and flashed aside again, but the Iron Dragon seemed to have expected this situation. He rotated his head quickly and a fire spewed out of his mouth. Although Lu Feng turned into a red light and jumped high, the lower half of his trousers was still burned clean, revealing his wrinkled dark skin. But Lu Feng did not stop for a moment because of this. He jumped up and jumped directly on the head of the dragon. Well, that's it. Only here can my death symphony cause the greatest harm to it." Lu Feng's eyes showed a smile and a smile that saw the hope of victory. The magic dragon shook its head and tail and kept hitting the ground with its head, as if it wanted to knock Lu Feng down or kill him directly. It's just that its wish seems to be about to fail. No matter how hard he shook his head and tail, Lu Feng grabbed his horn with one hand and held the flute that had been with him for more than 50 years in the other hand. Another melodious flute sounded, and the Iron Dragon trembled violently, and its muscles gradually began to become **. Finally, it fell softly to the ground, and its body still trembled. Finally, it foamed at the mouth, rolled its eyes and was unconscious. The powerful Iron Magic Dragon was cleaned up by Lu Feng, but what surprised Lu Feng was that why didn't Yao Tian attack himself with the Iron Magic Dragon just now? In that case, I'm afraid my winning rate will be very low.

Lu Feng jumped off the back of the Iron Magic Dragon and looked a little tired. This death symphony consumed a lot of his true power. Although he defeated the Iron Magic Dragon, he had to face a stronger opponent Yao Tian. Yao Tian applauded at this time, and the applause took place at this time, obviously a sarcastic one. Yao Tian said slowly, "It is worthy of being the head of the third sect of the State of Wu, and he really has some skills. But your next opponent is me. You have to be careful." Speaking of Yao Tian's seven-star footwork and rushed to Lu Feng, his figure seemed to be a light in front of Lu Feng in an instant.

The two jumped up and down in the martial arts arena, dodging left and right, and the ground was blown up one or two meters deep from time to time. Although Yao Tian's cultivation is half a star higher than Lu Feng and accompanied by a seven-star footwork, it still can't prevail Lu Feng for a while.

Suddenly, Lu Feng's right fist flashed brightly and hit Yao Tian. Yao Tian's arms spread, and a rectangular light curtain of about one square meter appeared in front of him. Lu Feng's fist hit the light curtain, as if it were hitting an indestructible network, but the light curtain was sunken, and he could no longer move forward.

The two competed for real power for nearly ten seconds, and then they were bounced away from each other. As soon as the two sides stood firm, they rushed to each other again.

Yao Tian punched Lu Feng's face. Lu Feng dodged sideways and squatted down, sweeping his legs towards Yao Tian's lower plate. Yao Tian jumped high and kicked Lu Feng's face again. Lu Feng rolled aside and quickly stood up again. As soon as Lu Feng stood up, Yao Tian rushed to the front, punched Lu Feng in the chest and shot him away. Before Lu Feng's body landed, he stood up again with his hands. At this time, Yao Tian had rushed and kicked Lu Feng's face door. Lu Feng raised his foot and kicked it on Yao Tian's right foot, kicking him upside down in the air, and then kicked him away, but he did not dare to continue to avoid being successfully counterattacked by Yao Tian.

Although Yao Tian was kicked out, he did not fall to the ground, but stood straight on the ground. At this time, he no longer dares to underestimate the enemy.

Lu Feng swept his head towards Yao Tian, and turned his head faster and faster. Finally, a whirlwind swept the loess on the ground and attacked Yao Tian. Yao Tian raised his right hand over his head, and a flame immediately appeared in his right hand. Just as Lu Feng arrived in front of him, Yao Tian's right hand suddenly hit the ground, and a pillar of fire rushed straight from the ground into the air, blowing Lu Feng straight out. Lu Feng fell heavily to the ground, but he still reluctantly squatted up. He wiped the blood channel from the corners of his mouth: "I finally know why you didn't attack me with the Iron Dragon just now. You are absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth for this move. It's my carelessness that I forgot your firecracker skill."

At this time, Yao Tian began to express his philosophy: "Masters move, victory or defeat is always in one thought. Your cares are destined to be defeated by me, and the price of failure is only one, that is, "death"!"

Lu Feng just suffered the blow, and the injury was indeed extremely serious, with almost no ability to fight back. But he still stood up trembling, raised his head, looked at the sky and said slowly, "Now I can only sacrifice my life for justice." As he spoke, his whole body gradually brightened, and a blazing fire appeared around his body.

Yao Tian was almost stunned when he saw this scene, because this is a spiritual skill called "**'s art" at the cost of burning flesh and soul, which is said to double the user's power in an instant. Lu Feng rushed to Yao Tian without stopping. In front of Lu Feng's absolutely strong power, Yao Tian had almost no resistance and was hit from the sky to the ground and from the ground to the sky. Yao Tian had to use an absolute defense that consumes a lot of real power. But he was still beaten by Lu Feng and spit blood. Lu Feng's body and soul were finally burned to ashes in the fire, and Yao Tian was also beaten to death.

The guardians of Rizhaomen shed their tears one by one when they saw the leader die in the line of duty. They pulled out their swords one by one and vowed to coexist with Rizhao Gate.

One of Yao Tian's men quickly picked him up, soared into the air and flew away. And other men are still staring at the protectors of the Rizhao Gate. Not only who took the lead in launching the attack, the two sides suddenly fought together, but because there were many people on the other side and their strength was not weak, the guardians of Rizhao Gate finally couldn't stop it, and all of them died in battle.

"Catch all these people as anti-thieves, including those ordinary people, and don't let them go." One of the people in black seems to be second only to Yao Tian said.