Yunxiang, who was in the late stage of leaving his body, was a direct disciple of the Yuqing Dao Sect, the third sect of the Taoist sect. He was an extremely talented person of his generation, comparable to Ye Yun. He had been cultivating for forty years. He was good at refining weapons, and he was deeply involved in the Yuqing Dao Sect.
Zong’s method of controlling weapons.
This piece of information jumped out of Murong Feng's consciousness. After forty years of cultivation, he has reached such a state. He is truly comparable to Ye Yun. He is also a genius disciple of the three sects of Taoism. Damn it, it seems that this uncle is destined to be in Taoism in this life.
The three sects are fighting to the death. Since they are disciples of the three sects of the Taoist sect, there is nothing more to say, fight.
"This beast is not for sale, pick up your fairy stone and get out." Murong Feng said the exact words without hesitation, but the aura in his body had converged to a certain level, ready to fight at any time.
"My young master has taken a liking to your spiritual beast. It's your blessing. Don't be shameless. I'll slap you to death." One of the followers said harsh words, and all the true energy in his body had been condensed.
He stood up and seemed to want to kill Murong Feng with a wave of his hand.
You idiot geniuses of the Taoist sect, when my chaotic body reaches the second level, I will suck you into a human to repay today's insult. Do you really think that I am easy to bully? Okay, you are strong today, I will tolerate it. Murong Feng's
His face was very calm, without any change, and he calmed down the little shadow in his arms who was about to explode.
Turning around to leave, the calm young man finally spoke: "Should I let you go? Leave the spirit beast, take the fairy stone, or leave your life."
It is bearable, but it is unbearable if you are familiar with it. There is no need to endure it. As a martial artist, you have been insulted three times and twice. If you don't explode, you are not a martial artist. Even if you are a clay Buddha, you still have a third part of your anger? "Deceive others."
Tai Sheng, do you really think that I am easy to bully? If you want my life, let’s see if you have the ability.”
"Oh! It's interesting. I want to see what you are capable of doing so arrogantly in front of me. I'll wait for you outside the city." Yunxiang jumped out of the window and flew out of the city.
"You don't know how to live or die, you have offended our young master, huh!" Several followers broke through the air and disappeared one after another.
Murong Feng also headed out of the north gate in a blink of an eye. Tian Ling was very anxious at this moment. She had vaguely guessed Yun Xiang's identity, and then sent out a few communication spells, and she followed Murong Feng's figure.
, flying through the air, the body spanned the void, and after almost a few ups and downs, it had reached the outside of the city.
From a distance, he saw Yun Xiang's figure standing in the void. Looking at Murong Feng's arrival, he said with a mocking look: "I don't know whether to live or die, but you really dare to come and leave your spirit beast behind. I can also let you live."
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Murong Feng suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "Yunxiang, stop talking nonsense to me. How could I, Murong Feng, be afraid of you? Humph! Not killing Ye Yun is a major regret in my life, but it is just right here.
I met you, a genius disciple of the three Taoist sects, and if I killed you, it would definitely be a big loss to the three Taoist sects!"
"Oh! You are that Murong Feng. Originally I felt a little guilty towards you, but now you have hurt my senior sister and insulted my sect. You are not allowed to stay. Senior brothers, please pay attention to this person's escape. I want to catch him.
Soul, paying homage to my spiritual weapon can be regarded as giving a breath of relief to my senior sister." Yunxiang's voice was neither sad nor happy, unusually calm, and he seemed to have calmed down Yunfeng.
Suddenly, dozens of magic weapons flashed with cyan light, and they smashed towards his body overwhelmingly. The powerful power was fully displayed. The quality of each magic weapon was a pure spiritual weapon, and one of them even reached the top grade.
In this situation, a powerful light quickly appeared and enveloped Murong Feng.
Murong Feng relied on the mystery of his body skills to avoid the attacks of spiritual weapons in time. He moved and jumped in a small space with unusual speed and flexibility. Every magic weapon always flashed past his body. Murong Feng
He didn't dare to take on these spiritual weapons forcefully. Now his body could only compete with high-grade treasures. The power of a punch could break high-grade treasures.
Moreover, there are several masters in the clone stage who are eyeing him. In this battle, his life is in crisis. Murong Feng feels an unprecedented crisis. It is obvious that this incident is aimed at him. It is obvious that he has hurt Ye Yun, and the three sects of Taoism still pay attention to him.
Its existence means that the current situation means that there is no way to escape and there is no place to escape.
Tiangang Eight Steps and Seven Star Steps were used alternately, and the movement skills spread out in a mysterious state. However, in Yunxiang's eyes, Murong Feng's movement skills were just playing tricks, but what was irritating was that the spiritual weapon was
He couldn't hit him, which made him very angry. He quickly pinched the magic weapon, and dozens of spiritual weapons suddenly scattered.
The blue light of each spiritual weapon suddenly changed, and various forms appeared in the sky, including the forms of heroes, tigers, black bears and other animals. Their power was several times more powerful than before, and they quickly rushed towards Murong Feng's body.
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"Junior brother is really a genius! With the help of spiritual weapons to transform, with just this one hand, I'm afraid that even we can't guarantee his escape! This kid is dead."
"Yes! My young master has been waiting for him here for dozens of days. Even Ye Yun was injured. This matter is not big or small. No wonder there is no movement in the three sects of Dao Sect. It turns out to be such a waste
ah!"
"That's right, that's it, let's just watch the show."
Tian Ling is here in a hurry, and is a little worried. What's wrong? How can I worry about this big gangster? I wish he was dead? How can I worry about him? Tsk, this big gangster has many tricks, so let
It's okay for him to suffer some hardships, but in the end it will be the other party who is unlucky.
Needless to say, the lion and tiger forms transformed by these spiritual weapons are the souls of some spiritual beasts. The reason why the spiritual weapons are called spiritual weapons is to capture the spiritual beasts, kill them, use special means to obliterate their intelligence, and then transfer the souls to them.
Sealed in a magic weapon and turned into a spiritual weapon, its attack status is also first-class, and once transformed, its strength can be 80% of its predecessor.
Murong Feng was thinking about the countermeasures. What methods did the Chinese martial arts cultivators in those days use to fight against the cultivators when their physical bodies could not resist the magic weapons? Is it really like what the old gangster said, to practice the Dharma and supplement it with combat skills?
No, absolutely not, warriors definitely do not only have the Dharma as their number one priority.
With a "boom", when Murong Feng lost his mind, Yun Xiang seized this opportunity. More than a dozen spiritual weapons instantly hit Murong Feng's body, and the huge force knocked Murong Feng's body away.
Hundreds of meters away, Murong Feng's mind was severely traumatized by this blow.
It can be said that he no longer has the strength to fight, but Murong Feng suddenly flashed with green light. The light of life quickly restored his injuries, and his strength returned to its previous state. A cultivator does not have the help of magic weapons, and his physical body is just paper.
Yes, close combat is the kingly way for warriors. Murong Feng suddenly remembered what the old gangster said in his mind, yes! Close combat is the kingly way for warriors! Once you get close, all magic weapons and magical powers are in vain.
Murong Feng fell into a dead end just now, but now he has woken up.
Abandoning the Dharma, although the short-term combat power may not be restored, in the long run, it is definitely very cost-effective. He pulled out the Broken Sword from the ring, but unfortunately Murong Feng felt that the Broken Sword seemed to be too light, Broken Sword!
Broken Sword, although you are very mysterious, I feel that you are still too light. It would be better if you were heavier.
But when Murong Feng said this, a purple light flowed from the broken sword in his hand. The broken sword in his hand was actually much heavier, weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, which was just suitable for Murong Feng's use at this stage.