Chapter 386 Equal Sitting?

"Of course I understand."

Looking at Lv Fengqi calmly, An Bochen's face was fearless. He shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly and said with a smile, "However, General Lu doesn't understand An. If you knew what kind of person An is, you wouldn't do it.

Hearing this, Lv Feng's eyes became indifferent, and then looked at An Bochen, and there was no previous appreciation in his eyes.

He will only mention the same thing once. An Bochen refused, so he had nothing to say.

Lv Fengqi will not kill An Bochen. On the one hand, he needs a helper like An Bochen. On the other hand, Lv Fengqi does not want to drag him down the big plan to subdue the rising people because of An Bochen. However, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be avoided. Lv Fengqi has the intention to subdue everyone tonight. Since An Bochen is single-minded, Lv Fengqi does not mind teaching a lesson.

The thunder came one after another, roaring, but the edge of the cliff was quiet.

A huge aura rose from behind Lv Feng, blocking the lightning, thunder, wind and grass outside the cliff. The aura was connected with the dragon-like momentum of the sky. Wherever it went, the void was broken one after another and poured like glass under the light and moon.

At An Bochen, who was in the center of the aura, Lv Fengqi said coldly, "You may not know that it is also a naive human environment, but there is a difference between high and low."

An Bochen kept his head down and didn't know what he was thinking. It was not until Lv Feng raised his voice that he looked up and smiled, "I know."

Hearing the words, Lv Feng subconsciously frowned, and he faintly sensed that something was wrong.

At the moment when Lv Feng blinked, another amazing momentum rose from Zhendong Peak, like a long silver-white dragon roaring, tearing up Lv Feng's aura. Then he swayed up, roared, and climbed to the top of the sky for a moment. The momentum was not weaker than Lv Feng.

"The peak of the sky?"

A haze appeared in the corners of Lv Feng's eyes, and his voice was calm, but only a trace of trembling was enough to show his surprise at this time.

Lv Fengqi has always been superior. From Da Kuang to Dongyue Town, he is far ahead of his peers. In this generation, whether it is Da Kuang or Wuzhen Haidu, there has never been a person who can compare with him, and even Lv Fengqi's back is difficult to see.

But just tonight, this myth that has lasted for nearly 20 years was finally broken by An Bochen.

First of all, he sat quietly in a naive world. If it hadn't been for Lv Feng's unexpected pressure on everyone, he would not have known that there was a naive person around him. Even so, Lv Fengqi did not worry too much, let alone cherished each other like those ordinary people. At most, he just appreciated it. As he said, there is also a difference between strength and weakness in the same realm, and the gap is not small.

However, he never thought that An Bochen, who was more than ten years younger than himself, was already the peak of heaven.

Even Lv Feng's heart is as hard as iron and solid as a rock. At this moment, he can't help but have a trace of trance, because he really can't figure out how An Bochen did it. Before leaving Wuzhen Haiblaspion, An Bochen was just a god. In front of his superiors, how could An Bochen hide his cultivation? But it's only two years. In two years, even if he breaks through the real world by chance, it is impossible for him to reach the peak of heaven so quickly.

"General Lu, you are distracted."

An Bochen's voice came from his ear. Lv Feng's heart tightened, and the trance disappeared in an instant.

If there are real people and immortals looking at Zhendongfeng at this time, they will definitely see two "Tianlongs" with one Xuan and one white, biting and fighting on the top of the peak.

The two "Dragons" are constantly expanding and climbing, almost the same size, all over the world, and no one can do anything about it.

"General Lu, why don't you stop?" Looking sideways at Lv Fengqi, An Bochen said with peace of mind.

Lv Fengqi looked cold. For the first time in so many years, he met a comparable opponent in his generation. He was three points afraid and seven points excited.

"Do you really think you can be on an equal footing with Lu?"

The cold voice came out of his teeth, and Lv Feng's sword-like eyebrows raised to both sides and asked in a low voice.

"Is it equal? How come." An Bochen laughed dumbly.

The next moment, the two regained their momentum with their hearts, and their fingertips cut open the void and cut out a avenue of the underworld.

Underworld Huangquan Road, walking on the Phosphorus Fire River.

An Bochen and Lv Fengqi landed in Huangquan at the same time. A silver gun slanted, a halberd flower in his hand, stepped on the phosphorus fire river with his feet, and the halberd danced like the wind.

The momentum of competing in Dongyue Town is the limit. If you really want to use a knife and a gun, you can only come to the underworld, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The water flow of Huangquan Avenue in the distance is shallow, slow and sparse, while the phosphorus fire river is surging, and the waves raise flames as high as pillars from time to time, which also aroused An Bochen and Lv Feng's fighting spirit for a long time.

The two are of the same generation but different generations. In terms of their seniors, An Bochen is younger than Lv Feng. However, in the real world of Shou and Tianqi, these more than ten generations can be regarded as nothing.

Lv Feng's rare opponent, and An Bochen, like all the tiger and wolf monks in Da Kuang, once regarded Lv Feng as the object of lifelong pursuit.

Now on the phosphorus fire river far away from Da Kuang, the first confrontation between each other is about to begin.

The two stood on the other side of the river, across the rushing river like fire. Their eyes were separated at a touch. In an instant, each of them flew to each other with a halberd.

coincidentally, An Bochen and Lv Fengqi did not use Taoism, nor did they release combat skills. They used the purest Taoism skills.

Taoist skills are still so-so, but whether it is An Bochen or Lv Fengqi, the power and mystery contained in Taoist skills are not what they used to be.

An Bochen has a spiral gun force, and nearly 300,000 catties of spiral gun force are released, shaking out silk cracks on the square sky painting halberd. At the same time, the soul of the fairyland, every shot of An Bochen is like a sky river. The white rainbow runs through the sun. When the real antelope hangs horns, the ghosts and ghosts are unpredictable. The shadow of the gun is covered with ten miles of phosphorus and fire, which is mysterious and extraordinary. Lv Fengqi has already cultivated his Taoist skills to the state of returning to nature. Every halberd is a coincidence and there is no trace to be found, but it can accurately stop An Bochen's gun road and destroy An Bochen's upcoming offensive.

One shot, one halberd, you come and go.

Unconsciously, the two have fought for more than 800 years, and the white air has steamed on the top of their heads. Under the impact of the gun halberd again and again, it has become hotter than the phosphorus fire river. And the water of the Phosphorus River also caused hundreds of feet of waves and rushed to both sides because of the spare strength of hundreds of thousands of pounds.

"The immortals show mercy! Don't fight the two immortals!"

While the two were fighting, a black copper boat came from Huangquan. The copper boat flew over Huangquan Road and fell into the phosphorus fire river with a "bang". There was an old man with a white beard on the boat.

"The two immortals wake up and walk well. The sun is almost dawn. If you continue to fight like this and disturb the direction of the Yin Cao River, the little ghosts will get lost when they return home."

The old man with white beard frowned bitterly and bowed repeatedly.

Is it dawn?

An Bochen thought about it, and Lv Fengqi on the other side also frowned slightly, and then looked at An Bochen.

"That's all, General Lu, how about a draw in this game?"

restrained his fighting spirit, and An Bochen put his gun to the ground.

He and Lv Feng have no grudges. Today's fight can only be regarded as a battle of spirit at most. There is no difference between winning and losing more than 800. Although they only use Taoist skills, they can almost understand Lv Fengqi's strength, which is satisfied for An Bochen.

Anyway, they are all old people from Da Kuang, and they should be twisted into a rope. An Bochen will not submit to Lv Fengqi, but he will also do his best to help him. No matter how amazing An Bochen's real strength is in private, on the surface, he is still a poor soarer. It would be better to have Lv Fengqi as a backer.

An Bochen thought so and took back his innocence.

Lv Fengqi is obviously not satisfied.

He has been the number one in the world for so many years, but before he reached the peak, he was suddenly caught up by the descendants around him. No one would be willing, not to mention Lv Fengqi.

"The last move."

Through the burning phosphorus and fire river, Lv Fengqi stared at An Bochen. In a blink of an eye, he wandered out of his mind.