Chapter 147 The decisive battle between life and death
Decisive battle between life and death
"Brother Murong, it turns out you're not dead, but you're really shameless. You didn't bring a letter to inform me when you came to Southern Wasteland. Doesn't it mean that Brother Murong doesn't regard me as a friend? Don't forget to help me soak some leaves.
Yun, I killed a lot of Taoist bastards for you! Haha!" The figure of King Xiaopeng fell from the sky and disappeared for two years. He was a little less frivolous and a little more calm.
"Brother Peng, I have heard about you. I, Murong Feng, owe you a huge favor, and I will surely repay you in the future." Murong Feng clasped his fists heavily, with gratitude in his eyes.
"Brother Murong, why are you only grateful to this boy Tianpeng? Don't forget that there is also the little green dragon Ao Tian, haha!" Ao Tian's figure also flew out from the crowd and landed heavily on the stage.
"Brother Ao, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness." Murong Feng also looked at Aotian with gratitude.
The big black dog swung its tail, drooped its head, and walked over and said: "A Tianpeng and a Blue Dragon, yes! You are quite talented. You have the blood of the Blue Dragon and the Golden-winged Dapeng. It's a pity that you didn't evolve into a Blue Dragon."
and the potential of the Golden-winged Dapeng, I reluctantly accept you as my disciples, and teach you the secret to evolve into the Azure Dragon and the Golden-winged Dapeng. First, give me a squeeze on my shoulders, and you two boys will come over."
Murong Feng pushed the big black dog out with one kick and said: "Get out of here, you dead dog. Stop talking here. Let's finish talking about these bullshit bastards."
King Xiaopeng's face twitched a little, and he said: "Brother Murong, where did you get that big black dog from? It's so fucking top-notch, and he wants to be our master, damn!"
Ao Tian: “…”
"Wow! Tianpeng boy, this emperor is interested in you and that's why I said this. Back then, people who wanted to become my disciple would have lined up thousands of miles away. Now that I have lowered my status, you are still not willing. This
It’s this emperor who cares about you, you two boys, you don’t know what’s good or bad.” The big black dog’s fangs stretched out, and its blood-red tongue stuck out, showing a fierce look.
Murong Feng vaguely knew how extraordinary the dead dog was, but when he met someone, he either wanted to be favored or become his apprentice. This dead dog was also very narcissistic. He really thought he was the emperor, and he kicked the big black dog out a few times.
A hundred meters away said: "Damn dog, I have never seen you kill people so neatly. Hurry up and kill them for me. I will reward you with a bone."
"Wow! Brat, you humiliate me so much, I will fight you."
"Damn it, damn dog, how dare you bite me!"
"You are the one who bites."
There were several black lines hanging on Lao Niu's forehead, and he said: "Boss, damn dog, stop making trouble. It's important to kill the Taoist bastards. I, Lao Niu, need three Nascent Souls."
Murong Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a slight smile on his lips: "Hehe! It all depends on their abilities. Whoever kills more will get the Nascent Soul, quack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Feng Cang Qiong performed the Thunder Step. There was a loud sound of thunder, and lightning flashed around. The body had already appeared in front of one of them. The first sword brought all the power of his body to kill with a huge force of 600,000 kilograms, and the air was torn apart.
There were bursts of cracking and piercing sounds, and it cut directly towards his head.
The great master in the distracted stage instantly released his magic weapon. A green flying sword flashed and instantly became dozens of feet in size. It slashed directly at Murong Feng's body. The long sword and the flying sword collided violently.
The force directly knocked Murong Feng's body tens of meters away, and the cyan flying sword was also directly shot down by Murong Feng, the sword body flashing with cracks.
The magic weapon of sword shattering, Murong Feng's strength has been infinitely close to that of a great master in the distraction stage. When a sword fell, although cracks appeared in the flying sword, it was not broken. Roads of green light flowed, directly repairing the flying sword completely, and the green flying sword was completely repaired.
Following his control, the sword instantly transformed into a hundred-meter giant dragon, as if it were galloping in the waves, riding the wind and breaking the waves, soaring through the nine heavens.
The hundred-meter-long dragon waved its huge tail, flashing with a strong and dazzling blue light. With the power to sweep away everything, it smashed directly towards Murong Feng's body. Murong Feng's long sword stirred with purple light, and dozens of meters long purple
The sword light also slashed over, and with a "boom", the tail of the giant blue dragon was cut off.
But in an instant, the body of the giant blue dragon exploded, and the boundless blue air waves hit Murong Feng's body hard. Murong Feng immediately hid in the small world, where he could also peek outside.
The movement disappeared into the dust. The cultivator's spiritual thoughts enveloped a hundred miles in radius, and the trace of Murong Feng just disappeared.
The purple long sword appeared behind the cultivator, and the purple light from the sword directly penetrated the body, leaving him no chance to open his armor. At the same time, Murong Feng turned his fingers into claws, and his dragon claw hand instantly
With a strong burst of energy, the domineering purple essence and Murong Feng's claws directly grabbed the spine behind the cultivator. He shouted, his eyes were filled with purple light, and with a fierce tug, the entire spine was domineering by Murong Feng.
The power was forcefully drawn out.
Suddenly, blood mist rose up all over the sky. The cultivator let out a painful wail, and his body fell limply. Murong Feng raised his sword and fell, instantly beheading the cultivator's head. The watermelon-sized Yuan
Ying flew out in fear, Murong Feng grabbed his hand with one hand and sealed it directly in the ring.
The violent, domineering, bloody, and cruel methods directly shocked countless cultivators on the ground. Murong Feng's methods were too bloody, and he did not use any methods. He only relied on the power of his body with a few sword energy,
He actually chopped down a great expert who was in the distracted stage, and even pulled out the entire spine.
Murong Feng's snow-white long clothes were stained with blood. He pointed his long sword at the melee cultivators in the field and shouted: "You old bastard from the Taoist sect, I will wash your necks and I will take them from you next."
Dog head.”
Arrogant, really too arrogant, and Murong Feng naturally has the ability to be arrogant. Three cultivators from the Taoist sect immediately surrounded him. They came up with powerful spells, and powerful cyan lightning directly hit Murong Feng's body.
, the sky was full of cyan electric light, Murong Feng's body dodged left and right, using Tiangang Eight Steps and Seven Star Steps alternately, shuttling in the gaps of the thunder light, always escaping the lightning blast with a hair's breadth.
Feng Ruolan's eyes in the audience were filled with bursts of brilliance. This is the real Murong Feng. He can only show his true colors when fighting. The rest of the time, he is simply a gangster. Feng Ruolan really wants to
He went up to help Murong Feng fight together, but unfortunately there was a disparity in strength and he was able to hold back his thoughts.