The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

The yin wind whistled, poison gas penetrated the sun and the moon, and a black illusory sword pierced through the space, slashing straight towards Wang Feng.

Immediately after that, he stepped out one step at a time, and pointed out a sword.

"Yang Shen... Sword Finger!!"

A masculine and sturdy atmosphere of the sun enveloped this place, the scorching sun storm lifted, and an earth-shattering terrifying might swept the world.

Wang Feng looked in a daze, and for a moment he felt that he was cut by the will of heaven, and his mind was sinking into dissolution.

"Impossible! Human Cauldron only...how could the prey to be slaughtered have such power?"

At this moment, Wang Feng's heart seemed to collapse. It was originally a small pet, but it turned into a terrifying behemoth in an instant.

The mind created at this moment was enough to make Wang Feng's eyes split.

During the turmoil, a big black sword came crashing and exploded.

The strength of the collapse that formed in that instant shook the world, shocking, and frightening.

Surrounded by nothingness, poisonous gas overflowed, and a black hand was formed between the poisonous mist, and the illusory sword was broken to form a terrifying and deep coercion.

Wang Feng pressed his realm in an instant, strode and collapsed his fist. It was the Yellow Springs Poison Sect Burying Poison Fist Technique.

As the guardian disciple of the Yellow Springs Poison Sect, even if his rank in Sect is not high, his martial arts is extraordinary.

Bu Feihua sneered, Yin Mojian pointed to the force of collapse formed by absorbing the scattered poisonous gas. It was collapse and destruction. The landslide and tsunami, the sky and the earth shook, broke open the space, and instantly broke through the fist surrounded by poisonous mist. The slash hit Wang Feng's chest, blasting him back like a fallen leaf.

Followed by the sword fingers of the Sun God, the sun is strong, like a blazing sun. The first thing that appears is a group of sun stars, golden shining, glazed flames illuminating the sky, an indescribable force of rebirth and destruction is in Brewing, then surging.

A crystal-like glass index finger was formed in the air. It was an index finger that was so delicate that the fingerprints were even subtle. As soon as it appeared, it exuded the terrifying breath of divine power and imprisonment.

boom!

The sky is hard to bury, and the ground is hard to tolerate.

This is the terrible thing about Yang Shen Jian Zhi, and Sword Qi also refers to strength, an extraordinary power of vulgarity.

Wang Feng's body shook wildly, and blood kept coming out of the corner of his mouth. The poisonous power in his body rushed, forming a wall of qi more than ten feet thick around his body, resisting the illusory big sword that the Yin Devil sword finger turned into.

The aftermath of the collision of the two forces continued to impact, forming a devastating wave of air. The land was ploughed by bulls, and large tracts of land were ripped up.

The tree breaks the mountain, the trunk breaks, the whole root breaks, and the rocks also explode. The loud noise pierces the clouds and cracks the rocks, and the power of the sea and the clouds shakes Nine Heavens.

However, although the Yin Mo sword finger was broken, the power of the Yang God sword finger was already irresistible. Taking this opportunity, I took an extraordinary step forward, and the unparalleled Fire Lin sword came out of its own body with a "clang" sound, like A Flying Sword cut out.

The training-like firelight formed a red heat wave, and when Wang Feng was unprepared, it suddenly chopped like his left arm.

The strong poisonous fog is like an evil demon armor, one of the unique methods of the Yellow Springs poison sect, and even a body that is compatible with poison and qi.

Rumble!

The sound of explosions and blasts was endless. Wang Feng vomited blood, fell on the ground and almost broke his muscles and fractured his muscles. His blood surged, feeling his own power lost, and an indescribable pain spread from all over his body, and poured into the deepest part of his heart. , As if the soul was torn apart.

Step Extraordinary was expressionless, and when he took a step, he had to point him out and kill Wang Feng again with one finger.

But at this moment, a crisp sound of breaking through the air came.

It was dozens of leaves, shot like Hidden Weapons, each of them was unusually strong, obviously stretched like a sharp sword by the vigorous strength.

Chi Chi!

There was an endless sound of breaking the ground. It was the sound of the ground being penetrated, almost clinging to Bu Fei's toes. The dozens of leaves connected in a straight line, so straight into the ground, forming a line in front of Bu Fei and Wang Feng. The moat.

"who?"

Bu Feifan spoke lightly, his expression indifferent and indifferent.

"Hahahaha...Wang Feng, this rubbish, Sect ordered you to guard the passageway. Unexpectedly, not only did you fail to keep it, but you were killed by your personality, and you almost died."

The cold and rampant voice broke through the air, causing Wang Feng's expression to change drastically, and immediately he wanted to vomit blood.

"Li Yunfeng!! How dare you humiliate me so much!!"

The familiar voice came into his ears, almost without thinking, and Wang Feng immediately guessed who the person was.

"Yes, it's me. It seems that this trash of you is really fresh in my memory! Just listening to the voice can tell it is me, how about it? Shouldn't you be thankful to me, if it weren't for me, you almost died just now NS!"

Li Yunfeng's indifferent voice echoed in Wang Feng's ears, causing Wang Feng's expression to change constantly, sometimes blue and sometimes white, his eyes were breathing fire, and the anger in his heart was also a prairie fire, but he closed his mouth wisely.

Although Li Yunfeng's words were very unpleasant, and had obvious humiliation and sarcasm, there was one sentence he said really well. If he hadn't taken the action, he would probably be dead.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng felt lingering in his heart, and the cold sweat behind him was wet.

"This person should not be underestimated, I just suffered a careless loss."

Wang Feng reminded him that, after all, Bu Feihua had to rely on Li Yunfeng to deal with it. He himself had no power to fight anymore. If Li Yunfeng was defeated, the two of them would really be a dead end.

At that time, even if this person did not kill him and Li Yunfeng, and his Wang Feng returned to Sect at that time, he would not be able to escape a crime of guarding disadvantage.

This crime is no less than the crime of treason in the Yellow Springs Poison Sect, and its consequences and punishment are even more terrible than Death.

In the past, the guard passage was broken once or twice, and then someone stepped into the Yellow Springs Poison Sect, which almost destroyed the Yellow Springs Poison Sect.

Fortunately, the Yellow Springs Poison Sect has a strong background. In the future, the enemy will kill, but the guardian disciple who survived by chance was eventually cramped by the skin, and then trained as Human Cauldron by the same sect, and became the Human Cauldron great medicine for perfecting the same sect disciple.

At this moment, Li Yunfeng's voice came again.

"Do you think I'm your trash?"

After the words were finished, a Daoist shadow quickly rushed into the place. The three looked up and immediately saw a young man wearing a white gown, but his robe was embroidered with green snakes.

This young man looks mad and cool. His eyes have thick purple eyeshadows. The eyelashes are long and curled. The bridge of the nose is erect. One of the lips is green. The hanging palms are close to the waist. The roots of ten finger nails are one inch long and dark green. one slice.

"Boy, is that you?"

As soon as Li Yunfeng landed, he didn't even look at Wang Feng, who was seriously injured.

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