The demon soldiers of the innate weapon spirit brought far superior power and the fire that was fire that was far superior to the previous ones. The various changes undoubtedly increased Long Wenmu's strength a lot, and it was also the result he never expected.
Long Wenmu stood with his sword in his arms, and his deep breathing sootheed his ups and downs.
The arm is curled, the long knife is raised lightly, and the blade is pointed forward.
Without this battle that would have been done all his might, he would definitely not have been able to awaken the sleeping innate spirit. And with this change, he finally had more confidence.
The purpose of this battle is not to defeat Feng Tianhe, and Long Wenmu never felt that he could win such a powerful enemy now. But as long as he could restrain him, the goal would be achieved. Maybe there were some difficulties before, but now he may not be able to achieve it. The awakening of the innate spirit gave him such confidence.
Not far ahead, Feng Tianhe wailed miserably, and the wail turned into anger. His eyes clung to dense bloodshots, his body rolled in black air, and the majestic power of practicing Taoism half a step forward, and the surrounding mountains trembled.
It would be fine if a boy who was far inferior to him could get entangled with him, but he even used those strange means to hurt him. With Feng Tianhe's temperament, how could he tolerate such things?
He was angry! Roaring!
Not only is his talent unparalleled in the world, but he is hard to meet someone who can match him. In the past, he experienced the hardships of a casual cultivator. He struggled and rolled in such an environment, even if he was angry, he was resentful. What was the purpose of everything? It was just for the future!
He had already leaped over the dragon gate. Unlike those who were still struggling for the pitiful cultivation materials, he was attracted by the Medicine Emperor Valley and joined the second-grade sect that he once dared not think about.
This is his first appearance on behalf of the Yaohuang Valley. As long as he can perform, he will be highly valued by the Yaohuang Valley. In the future, he will be unlimited. It is obviously only one step away, but why does someone appear who can stop him?
If you fail, Yaohuang Valley is afraid that you will not cultivate yourself like you did before, and your status will be much worse than before.
Feng Tianhe raised his head and opened his mouth to inhale deeply, as if he wanted to suck the air between the vast world into his body.
The pain of pulling away the soul had subsided. He lowered his head slightly, and his cold sword-like eyes locked on Long Wenmu, just like a snake's eyes staring at the chicks.
The so-called battlefield is a place without much words.
Just a collision of eyes, the two figures began to move at the same time.
Two figures that were almost at their peak collided with each other. Long Wenmu opened the way with the Moon Wheel. Seventy-two starlights followed like shadows, slashing the moon across the stars and moving forward. The Sun-Devouring Sword dragged out the sparks of the sky behind him.
Feng Tianhe's dark demonic power was grabbed forward, and the gushing demonic power turned into a huge claw mark in the air, and the Taoist power spread among them! After suffering a loss, he would be wary of Long Wenmu's methods. No matter it is a weapon or a soul-devouring fire, he would not want to hurt him easily!
Two figures collided, and the demonic power swept through, just like a meteorite colliding, and the atmosphere was torn apart...
The sound of fighting in the distance was like thunder rolling. While Long Wenmu and the other side were fighting, Feng Song and Li Yousheng opened their eyes at the same time while meditating. The two had been adjusting their breath for half an hour. Although it was far from enough to heal, it was enough to recover to the extent that they could move.
Both of them looked into the distance with lingering fear, feeling the fluctuations coming from there. Li Yousheng looked shocked, while Feng Song had a complicated expression.
Feng Song had never believed in how powerful Long Wenmu was, nor did he believe in rumors about him. But some things really happened in front of him, which forced him to believe them. Many things he wanted to say were swallowed back when he was mouthful, because no matter how much he said now, it would be useless.
"How is the recovery?" Mo Liusu asked.
"It's nothing serious." Li Yousheng said.
Feng Song also lowered his head slightly.
Li Yousheng's injuries were much worse than Feng Song. After all, before Long Wenmu and others arrived, he was tortured very badly by Feng Tianhe. Even if he recovered, he had barely recovered from 10% or 20% of his heyday.
Feng Song suffered a little less injury. After all, Long Wenmu arrived shortly after the confrontation, and then restrained Feng Tianhe. Although he seemed a little embarrassed, he retained more combat power than Li Yousheng.
Mo Liusu and Feng Hansheng looked at each other and saw each other's feelings.
"Same as that person said." Feng Hansheng said deeply, and a sharp look appeared in his eyes.
"Since that's the case, there's no need to delay...get it!" Mo Liusu's last two characters suddenly aggravated.
Just as he finished speaking, Li Yousheng and Feng Song flashed out at the same time. The two figures were extremely fast and headed straight for Hua Yongzhou like lightning.
Not far away from them, Hua Yongzhou was looking up at the sky and looking into the fierce battle. He frowned deeply, inexplicably, and his heart was always worried. Until at some point, two breaths suddenly approached, and the moment he came back to his senses, he was shocked!
Feng Song and Li Yousheng rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, and judging from the posture, the target was him.
In just a moment, Hua Yongzhou learned about the other party’s intentions and exclaimed: “Bold!”
Feng Tianhe was restrained, and the other party actually came towards him! This was clearly the abacus of capturing the thief to capture the king first.
With Feng Tianhe here, Hua Yongzhou never expected that the other party would dare to do so.
As an alchemist, he has no strong combat power, and even when facing two injured top-grade ones, he will be unable to resist.
He probably didn't expect that all of this had been drafted long ago.
Of course, Long Wenmu didn't think he could deal with Feng Tianhe, even if Feng Song and Li Yousheng were added, it would be difficult. So before, he sent a message to Mo Liusu and the others and informed them of their next plans.
Long Wenmu Association restrained Feng Tianhe, and Feng Song and others took action to capture Hua Yongzhou. As the saying goes, shoot the horse first. After all, the Danhui Association is still dominated by alchemists. As long as they can take Hua Yongzhou, they can dominate.
At this moment, Long Wenmu dragged Feng Tianhe, and the time for Feng Song and Li Yousheng to take action was just right.
While Hua Yongzhou was thinking of retreating, the two of them had already rushed to him. They grabbed him from left to right. Hua Yongzhou resisted in panic, but how could they fight against them?
Both of them are strong and heavy, but their top-grade foundation is still there. Both of them know that this opportunity is only once, so they will naturally have to do their best.
Hua Yongzhou waved his palms randomly, but he lacked combat experience and didn't even hit anyone. His arms were caught at the same time. When his body sank, he was forced to the ground.
It's done! Everyone was happy.
Hua Yongzhou groaned heavily, and felt that his arms were almost broken. At the same time, in the invisible distance, a roar of thunder shook the sky: "You are so brave!"
The majestic power came over, and both Feng Song and Li Yousheng's heart sank, and even his body was shorter. Mo Liusu, Ye Lan and others who were rushing towards them were slow for a moment.
I saw a large area of black air like waves approaching quickly in the distance, and there was a figure in the middle of the black fog. Who would it be if it were Feng Tianhe?
Feng Tianhe clearly noticed the movement here and was rushing back in anger.
Feng Song and Li Yousheng both had cold sweats on their foreheads. Facing Feng Tianhe in anger, they might not be able to resist it even if they joined forces. Moreover, under the oppression of that power, their injuries were all recurring.
Feeling the pressure from far to near, everyone felt a cold heart. Just as the black fog was approaching, another white flame came after him.
Once the black and white collided in the sky, another storm swept through.
Ye Lan was exclaiming, Mo Liusu protected Ye Lan, and Feng Song and Li Yousheng's Adam's apple were twitching.
The storm lasted for more than 30 breaths, and then collapsed. A figure fell out of the inside in a mess. He drew an arc in the air and fell in front of everyone. He fell unsteadily and rolled on the ground twice.
"Young Master!" Ye Lan exclaimed.
Long Wenmu got up from the ground covered in blood and coughed out two mouthfuls of blood.
At this moment, his clothes were torn and his injuries were not light. Just looking at his appearance, you can imagine how tragic the previous battle was.
Feng Tianhe stood high in the sky, although he was injured, but he was much better than Long Wenmu. His eyes sank, landing on the captured Hua Yongzhou, his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Long Wenmu breathed heavily and did not fight again. He took two steps back and put the Yang-Devouring Knife on Hua Yongzhou's neck with his backhand.
Unlike Feng Tianhe's rage, Hua Yongzhou's face was already a bit pale. Although he would not die in the Danhui, he was threatened by a knife but could not help but be frightened.
"Despicable and shameless!" Feng Tianhe roared.
"The success and success are the king and the defeat are the enemy. I still don't understand this truth after living a lot of years?" Long Wenmu's bloody mouth curled slightly, and finally had a chance to breathe.
I finally succeeded here, and it's worth delaying for so long.
"Young Master, how are you?" Ye Lan asked with concern.
For most of the past half hour, Ye Lan was worried all the time, fearing that Long Wenmu would be defeated. Now Long Wenmu was covered in wounds, which made her very anxious.
"It's okay." Long Wenmu comforted her, letting her not worry.
He was injured, but it was worth it. To be honest, if the time was delayed for a longer time, he would probably be powerless. But in terms of the result, everything was still good.
Feng Song was speechless, Li Yousheng and Feng Hansheng stared at Long Wenmu's background and looked at him. Li Yousheng, who had fought with the other party, knew the best. Feng Tianhe's strength was definitely beyond imagination. Anyway, it would be impossible for him to block such a strong enemy. Not to mention blocking, even procrastination would be impossible.
The young man in front of him is younger than him and has a lower cultivation level than him, but he has done something he cannot do. Such a talent has been unknown in the past, and I don’t know what kind of situation he will look like when his cultivation level grows.
Hua Yongzhou's hands were pinched, his expression was a little distorted, and he cursed in a low voice: "Bad!"
The strength of practicing Taoism with half a step, but even a lowly boy could not take over, and even put himself in this situation was more than useless, and he was simply useless.
Of course, Feng Tianhe could hear the low scolding. His face was twisted and his fists clenched into pieces.
Hua Yongzhou fell into the other party's hands, and even if he hated him, he would not dare to move. He was hundreds of feet apart and remained in a stalemate for a while.