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Chapter 19, Feng Yuan's dying battle

 After Feng Yuan received Lu Feng's promise to rescue him, his aura suddenly increased, and he no longer had any scruples in his heart.

With the improvement of the secret technique, in the blink of an eye, the strength is infinitely close to that of the Heavenly Soul Realm.

Lu Feng sensed Feng Yuan's greatly improved strength and suddenly noticed the decline in his anger. He couldn't help but frown. Such an improvement was obviously beyond the scope of ordinary secret arts and had the potential to damage his vitality.

Before Lu Feng could stop him...

The moment Feng Yuan improved his strength, he ignored the injuries all over his body and jumped into the air again, heading towards Lord Ping Kong.

Venerable Pingkong looked at Feng Yuan who was attacking him indifferently, with disdain and contempt in his eyes. As he raised his hand, three more whip-shaped attacks with terrifying thunder were directed at Feng Yuan.

Although Feng Yuan has improved a lot in strength, in the eyes of Lord Pingkong, he is still as weak as an ant.

Feng Yuan saw three rays of lightning striking his face in an instant, but his figure was still not stagnant at all. Instead, he once again increased his aura, forcing himself to jump even faster.

The speed of the lightning attack was very fast. Feng Yuan was not good at speed since he was practicing kung fu. At this moment, after forcibly improving it, he was still slightly slower by half a minute. Although he dodged the first two lightning attacks in a very thrilling way, he was not able to do so.

Escape the last one.

Feng Yuan was less than five meters away from Venerable Pingkong when his waist was wrapped by the last beam of lightning. His body suddenly stagnated and it was difficult to move forward even half an inch.

Sizzling...

Although Feng Yuan had good body refining skills, the flesh and blood around his waist and abdomen were still instantly scorched black by thunder and lightning. However, he did not let out a single cry of pain, and his face showed pain.

It's not despair and giving up, but a fierceness and perseverance.

Ga da~

Waves of bone crunching sounds echoed throughout Feng Yuan's body.

The next moment, an even more terrifying power suddenly burst out from his body, and the lightning wrapped around his waist and abdomen collapsed in mid-air.

Venerable Pingkong was also shocked for a moment by this scene. Obviously, he did not expect that Feng Yuan could break his bonds. When he came to his senses, Feng Yuan's figure was already in front of him.

The charred long stick struck by thunder was heading towards his head.

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

Lord Pingkong snorted coldly, and the blue-black mist that filled his body suddenly flashed with lightning and suddenly became extremely thick.

Venerable Pingkong's figure did not waver even a little, but he easily blocked Feng Yuan's stick.

Feng Yuan's pupils suddenly widened. He saw that his long stick was less than half an inch away from Ping Kong's head but was blocked by the strange fog. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get even half an inch closer. In despair, he couldn't help but sigh at the huge gap in strength between them. The latter

It's so terrifying.

Sizzling...

The terrifying thunder around Lord Pingkong emerged again and attacked Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan felt the terrible numbness transmitted by the long stick in his hand. In just an instant, his hands were already bruised by the electricity. Even though his body was far superior to ordinary people due to his martial arts training, it was difficult to stop Lord Pingkong.

An ordinary blow that doesn't show off anything.

Roar!

Feng Yuan roared in pain and let out a howl like a beast. The next moment, the bones of his arm made frequent cracking sounds. Feng Yuan's strength increased again, and a heavier force was suddenly added to the long stick.

superior.

Venerable Pingkong felt the long stick that was constantly sticking to his head, and his contemptuous face finally showed some seriousness. He turned his head to avoid the blow, raised his hand and slammed Feng Yuan with a palm, and the whole body was thundered by this palm.

They gathered together below, like a thunderous tiger pouncing towards Feng Yuan.

At this time, Feng Yuan still gathered all his strength, even bearing the load of broken bones, and desperately hit the long stick in his hand into the sky.

Even when his whole body was invaded by Ping Kong's palm and bathed in thunder, he never took off his hands for a moment.

Until finally, at the moment when Yu's body flew backwards, he only lightly pressed the long stick in his hand against Ping Kong's shoulder, but it was unable to cause any harm to the latter.

Feng Yuan was knocked away by a palm, and the increased strength around him instantly faded away like a tide, but his face showed a bit of joy after the battle, and he sneered as if he was saying to Lord Pingkong again, "I, meet him."

is you!'

Undoubtedly, Feng Yuan's performance far exceeded the limit of his own strength.

Even the fat old man on the hillside below couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw Feng Yuan's desperate performance.

Lu Feng had returned to the top of Qufu Mountain at this time, and was also deeply shocked by Feng Yuan's performance. Although there was a 'deal', this move to defend the mountain for Renxin Academy to this extent was obviously beyond the scope of the deal itself. Thinking about it,

Next, I understand that Feng Yuanxu intends to prove it with some proof. It is the battle of the right way that he has stopped before and after the war.

Under the palm of Lord Pingkong, Feng Yuan fell straight towards the archway at the entrance of Renxin College. The load brought by the secret method and the attack of thunder made it difficult for him to regain even half of his strength.

Just when he was about to be smashed to pieces and facing the end of his life, a mysterious and soft force suddenly emerged, dispelling all the remaining thunder power around him, and smoothly landed him on the ground.

Looking up, he saw Lu Feng's soft and handsome face.

"Pranayama, I'll help you recover!"

Before Feng Yuan could react, Lu Feng's calm voice reached his ears.

Feng Yuan felt his body being lifted to him almost uncontrollably by Lu Feng, and he lay down in front of Lu Feng's mouth.

"I'll help you calm down the violent aura in the fractured bone first."

After a rough perception, Lu Feng couldn't help but be shocked by the injuries all over Feng Yuan's body. In addition to the many joints shattered by the thunder, there were also many broken bones caused by secret techniques.

If such an injury is not slowed down in time, Feng Yuanrao will not die, and he may not be able to move for the rest of his life.

On the contrary, if he can be given a breather in time, although there is no guarantee that there will be no sequelae after recovery, it will not be a problem to regain 70% to 80% of his former strength.

After all, Feng Yuan's own strength is at the Heavenly Soul Realm level, and he has also mastered the art of body refining, which is far superior to ordinary people.

Lu Feng obviously didn't want to see Feng Yuan die like this. Not to mention that the latter's previous performance had been approved by him, but just for the promise of guarding the mountain, he would definitely not ignore it.

If he had known that Feng Yuan would be so crazy and reckless in the fight, he would never have allowed the latter to rush towards Lord Pingkong.

Lord Pingkong couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw that Lu Feng was completely ignoring his existence and started to treat Feng Yuan's injuries.

"Hand over the golden bucket obediently!"

"If not, everyone on your mountain will die today!"


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